#angeline!!! this is such a fun idea

[neathyingenue]

Character Timeline: Angeline Jingyi Hui

Angeline's timeline goes along with Pilar's, which you can read here!

1862:

Born Hui Jingyi to an upwardly mobile merchant family in Hong Kong, the same year that London fell.

1868:

Jingyi’s sister Nuan is born.

The girls are not educated particularly rigorously, though they are taught some English due to their parents’ self-preservation. The family often associates with English colonists of a similar social class.

1893:

A Navy captain named Philip Clark meets Nuan at a party. After a few months of courtship, he proposes marriage before his assignment takes him back to England. It is agreed (not by Jingyi!) that he should take Jingyi with him, “so Nuan will have a companion” (and hopefully so she will get married and stop embarrassing everyone by being unmarried at the age of 31).

Although Nuan and Jingyi have been going by English names for a while, it’s at this point, in the emigration process, that their names become legal. Nuan’s English name is Ruth. Jingyi’s is Angeline.

1894:

After Philip’s leave, he’s assigned again to the Navy, this time in the Unterzee. He views it as his patriotic duty to go there—the Neath is where the Royal Family is, after all.

For several years, Ruth and Angeline stay at various ports while Philip is manning admiralty ships. They also stay a few months at the Grand Geode.

Angeline does not particularly like the Neath, but she does enjoy that people don’t seem to care as much about whether she’s married or not. She is particularly fascinated by the New Sequencers, and on the DL, she learns all she can about The Lore. Is it possible that humans can make their own sun? The control of that, the purpose inherent serving it, really appeals to Angeline.

Meanwhile, Ruth has several difficult pregnancies in a row: two miscarriages, a stillbirth, and a child who dies in infancy. Because Philip is often off on assignments, Angeline is Ruth’s main support person and caregiver.

1899 (1900):

Ruth finally gives birth to a healthy baby boy. Philip is overjoyed, and goes into semi-retirement, moving the family to London and serving on lightships more sporadically, so he can spend time with his family.

Just like that, Angeline goes from being “indispensible confidante” to “superfluous maiden aunt.” Ruth and Clark’s existence revolves around the baby. Surely, so does Angeline’s. Isn’t she just so thrilled for her sister? Isn’t she delighted to have a nephew? Isn’t she going to be the most devoted aunt of all time? With no thanks for the years she supported Ruth, the Clark family is happy to settle into the new rhythm of life with a child.

Angeline becomes even more fiercely protective of her privacy. She isolates herself as often as possible to study Bazaarine texts, to chase whispers about the Judgments. She’s limited in what she can read, but the tantalizing lack of information only drives her further into her obsession.

She barely even has to try to be discreet. No one ever asks what she does when she goes out by herself. No one ever sees her unclothed, so no one sees when she starts to get tattoos.

1899 (1901):

Angeline falls deeper into the Great Game, becomes a Silverer, gains access to the Moonlit Chessboard. She plays as a Red Bishop, tall and upright, battling both Black and White. No one ever helped her. Why shouldn’t she play for herself, against the orders of both Day and Night, when it is possible for humans to build their own third Dawn?

1899 (1902):

On her nephew’s second birthday, the whole family goes to Mahogany Hall to see a show by the Flighty Puppeteer. It’s said the Puppeteer crossed an ocean to get to London, just like Angeline and Ruth.

The Puppeteer’s performance is riotous and joyful. Sometimes she appears alongside her puppets, and sometimes the puppets dance alone, held by invisible strings. But in the patterns of animals and colors and movements, Angeline decodes a message. The Puppeteer is a Black Knight on the chessboard, and she is seeking others who will help her take down the tyrants in her homeland.

On the carriage ride home, the Clarks gush with praise. They don’t notice Angeline is silent. They never do. Angeline cannot stop thinking about how the Puppeteer’s lively, spinning steps tapped out the rhythms of exile from ravaged lands and hungry people and the glut of industry. How could she dance when she had suffered so much?

Angeline sets out to learn as much as she can about the Puppeteer. With everything she learns, her hatred grows more. She doesn’t understand why the Puppeteer would play for Black, when it was her politics that exiled her from Mexico. Occasionally, Angeline dreams she is one of the Puppeteer’s creations, held in the Puppeteer’s hands.

Angeline must meet the Puppeteer. But Angeline could never be her friend, much less anything else. The only thing that remains is the intimacy of envy. Of enmity. She must meet the Ebullient Knight and take her down.

[fowlblue]

So if Artemis fowl gang we’re gods what do you think they would be gods of

Ooo I used to have an AU of this, gimme a sec-

Artemis:

- A young god-to-be of Knowledge, Secrecy, and (eventually), Magic? I like thinking of him in any ‘Gods’ AU as a child of the gods not quite sure what to make of his powers yet, and mostly using them for mischief in the divine realm. He’ll join the pantheon some day, he’s just got a little growing to do!

Holly:

- I feel like being the goddess of the Wind and Sky would suit her well. Holly’s at her happiest when she’s free and flying, and I like the thought of her able to fly as far and fast as she could ever want.

Butler:

- God of Hearth, Home and Shelter. Butler is a source of stability and protection for his loved ones, and I think he deserves recognition for some of his softer traits of caring, such as cooking good food or offering occasional comfort to his friends, as well as his capabilities in battle.

Mulch:

- Why, the god of Thieves, of course! I feel like Mulch would be one of those gods that’s mostly worshipped by smaller groups of people, under-the-radar, and mostly travels the human realm in disguise.

Fowl Senior:

- The god of the Sea, Storms, and the Moon (of course)- likely a bit of a brooding god, with potential for great destruction, but mellowed out by his wife and family. Tim is a character deeply connected to the sea and I think it suits him well, both as a benevolent and yet unpredictable force.

Angeline:

- The goddess of Spring and Sunlight. Angeline is a warm presence whenever she appears in the books, even if at times she is a bit too much, and she’s beloved by her family, so it suits her! I like to think in a Gods AU, one myth spoken about would be her and Tim falling in love.

Opal:

- I think being the Goddess of Death would be great fun for Opal- she certainly has no qualms causing it, and her leading an army of fairy ghosts in TLG is just. Absolutely iconic. Queen shit.

Spiro:

- The god of Lightning and Thunder- given his association with technology in canon, electrical abilities suit him well, and it certainly aligns with his explosive personality. Perhaps instead of The Needle, his temple would be perched on a high mountain somewhere, surrounded by a never-abating thunderstorm…

Britva:

- Okay so Britva has always been heavily associated with ice in my mind, duh, but for this I’m gonna have to go with Fire. Not like, fire in terms of warmth and light. I mean burning. I mean melting. I mean Destruction and Desolation and permanent scarring/melting/twisting of whatever he touches. He’s a villain who never shows his face directly and yet his actions set off the whole series and left permanent marks behind. Also he’s scary as fuck so why not?

[fissions-chips]

Jon is too busy on Valentine’s Day to do anything with Tim and Angeline, so instead the following day is spent running around with them finding as much discount candy as they can.

[iesnoth]

I have two questions (you totally don’t have to do any of them tho just curious):

What was your basic plan for the ARG on AF asks (or was there no planning involved)?

can you draw Artemis (or Orion) and holly doing the Jack and Rose *Titanic* pose lol (just thought it would be fun if you wanted too)

love your art and your blog <3

Hello!

I should probably answer at least the first one for people who are curious.

There was little to no planning involved. I wanted to do something for April Fool's Day, was feeling kinda down and chose to do something a bit darker than the normal prank. I like puzzles, so thought an ARG could be fun, but let me tell you, those things take PLANNING. And knowledge of the future, because you have to know and be able to adapt to how the audience will react to the puzzles.

Anyway, the basic idea was that the Mod had had a mental break due to pressure over the blog and stumbled onto some forbidden knowlege. The MOD AI then took over all creative control, and the Mod's online persona (even hijacked her brain irl? idk). The AI was obsessed with maintaining order and audience engagement, even at the cost of canon. That's why they had a poll over the popularity of the characters and removed the unpopular ones from the canon over time, putting them into a dimension below them on the ladder of reality. This means they could show up in the blog as characters in fiction they read, just as the blog characters are from a book in our reality.

The removal of characters, even small ones, caused ripple effects across the reality of the blog. These resulted in changes such as:

Artemis having 2 blue eyes (because Opal was erased).

No one knowing who No. 1 was (because he was out of the dimension at the time of the takeover, so the MOD AI couldn't erase him).

A scar across Artemis's face from a troll during their first adventure. Artemis kidnapped Root, not Holly, and so the troll fight went very differently.

Holly looks more punk. After saving Root from Artemis, the two bonded over their shared interest in breaking the rules. Holly spends more time on the surface as a result, and Root lets her because she keep Artemis under control.

Minerva and Artemis meet organically. She doesn't know about the People.

Artemis and Minerva are martial artists (Artemis learned the importance of self-defense after his scar).

Holly never becomes commodore because she's too punk.

Artemis Sr. is dead for realsies, though he died after the twins were born.

Angeline falls back into depression after her husband's death.

Artemis and Holly never go back in time, and so never kiss.

Root never dies.

Artemis and Holly don't lose 3 years during the Hybras debacle.

Butler has hair.

As more people are erased, Artemis gets more reckless.

The twins are raised by Juliet after Angeline falls back into a depression.

The twins don't know about fairies.

Foaly is more of a Steve Jobs type, focused on making money.

Angeline dies in childbirth with the twins, which turns Artemis into a super-serious and dangerous mobster type because he had to provide for his brothers.

And those are all the changes I could find. I had a bunch more planned, whittling down to just Artemis, Holly, and Butler, and how the loss of the supporting cast would change them as people. But this blog wasn't a good venue for an ARG, as the audience is a come-and-go sort of group. Also, the puzzles weren't going over as planned. Ultimately, I wanted the blog to be enjoyable over consistent, so I decided to abandon the ARG and preserve the sanctity of the blog itself. I guess you could say it was our jump the shark moment.

As for your second request... it sounds fun, but not something I'd draw personally. Thanks for the suggestion, though!

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Any more Heartbreak High headcanons? I’m obsessively reading these after watching season 2 LOL. Specifically Cash, Missy or maybe Zoe? Little or caregiver, whatever you think suits would be sweet 🥰

Little Missy Beckett headcanons

♡ you can find little harper headcanons here

warnings: !!season 2 spoilers!!, talk of canon things (relationships, the map etc), spider/missy, malakai never left, this got very self indulgent sryy

she’s known she regresses for a while by the time canon happens

she used to do it for fun and as a pass time but eventually it turns into more of a coping mechanism when things at school get chaotic

sasha is obviously her main caregiver but things get rocky after their breakup and missy finds out about the cheating from the map

her brother jai and malakai take over babysitting when she needs but she’s honestly okay just watching herself

she spends most of her time watching disney movies and preforming fashion shows for her stuffies- she does drag malakai into this and makes him judge the outfits

one side of her closet is dedicated to her little side and is packed with allll the essentials- dress up clothes, monster high & barbie dolls, coloring books, those magnetic pieces that click together to build towers, many many stuffies, a box of dvd’s with her favorite movies, and of course some play makeup

she’s very sporty in her day to day and likes to lean full girly girl when regressed

quinni becomes one of her main caregivers after she walks into missy’s room while she’s regressed looking to talk about her breakup with sasha

quinni instantly knows what’s up and very happily starts to play dolls with her

it all spirals from there and eventually in canon when quinni kind of distances herself from darren & amerie she ends up spending more time watching missy

spider catches them at the grocery store holding hands and he’s near ready to cry before missy runs up to him and excitedly wraps around his waist

he has no idea what’s going on but quinni explains it before he gets the chance to ask missy- she wouldn’t be very capable of explaining what age regression is while in headspace

they become a trio because outside of regression, missy & spider start dating, spider & quinni talk things over and settle their past differences, and missy texts both of them at the same time to come over with no warning to the other being there while she’s small

they make a groupchat the fifth time it happens

spider likes to sing her French songs if she’s having trouble going to sleep

quinni chooses to read Angeline of the Underworld to her- and to spider cause he gets sucked in too

nobody can make sense of their trio outside of them and malakai & jai

malakai does get dragged into plans frequently but he’s busier than spider & quinni so it’s not as often

missy & harper have play dates at harper’s place and build the best forts (with ants help)

spider’s already got a soft spot for missy but it gets 10x bigger when he finds out she regresses

if she can be carried by him she will ask no matter the situation

she likes to sit on his shoulders when they go to the zoo with quinni and quinni has about 20 polaroids of it

they have a photo album just for when missy’s regressed

quinni & spider are so so protective of missy it’s a tad scary

she absolutely loves pool & beach trips and never lets spider or quinni get away with not getting in the water with her

[darkwingphoenix]

More @loominggaia Memed Goods!

Maia to Lumine

Columbina when all of her siblings have an SO, but she has food

All of the High Rulers' Families Dealing With Their Trauma

Columbina and Sara totally not having extreme sexual tension

Sirene when Saheli's older

Cyana to Suitors

Columbina when she's broke (She's willing to do this)

Capitano when someone makes fun of Sandrone

Sandrone teaching Capitano Proper Kelvingyard Greetings (She wants him to fight people so she can see him sweating)

Signora and Columbina when they play thumb war

Columbina having 16 different crushes (I'mma prolly gonna give her a harem because fuck it, harem subplot)

Capitano when Bozzag dislikes his attitude

Bozzag when Sandrone makes waffles

Columbina sometimes

Amber to Columbina (She's gonna force Columbina to sleep using her sirene song)

Signora to Columbina (Columbina's drunk asf)

Sandrone, Amber, and Columbina doing music and crafts (Maia's spinning to the music, Amber's on the guitar)

Signora, Lumine, Columbina, Amber, Scylli (That one intersexed cecaelia with a village full of his kids), Jeimos, Zacry, and Saraia being nonbinary/transgender goofballs (Lumine, Signora, and Saraia are all trans females, Columbina's bigender with she/they pronouns, Jeimos is canonically nonbinary, Scylli is intersexed, Zacry's a robot, and Amber is also nonbinary but doesn't mind she/her pronouns)

Maia in her boyfriend's window (She's a desperate slut)

Skylie leading a biker cavalry unit of Damiscend's Army (Hard cut into her fighting the Terragladius)

If Amber had legs: Her dancing in the World Athenaeum

A monster Saraia made for spies (Ain't perfect, she's used to making murder machines)

Bozzag vs Amber when she's 14 vs when she's 24 (Same time as the recent fanart of her to me now)(She got a Glock from Skylie)

The Evangeline High Royal Cousins on a Boat (Amber is the girl on the rock in the water, Clarity's the one face down)

Skylie vs Saraia taking care of Amber

Angeline tryna flirt with Cyana

Mr. Ocean and Solveig bothering Isaac from beyond the grave (Like half of my ideas are from random ass memes or ideas I get from lore/asks/stuff I google)

Amber doing a pizza delivery job to get some job experience (The pink haired girl is some random lady, and Amber just walked off and ate the fucking pizza)

After Cyana took the gender-bending potion Skylie gave her so she and Angeline could try to conceive Alani naturally (Cyana grew a girlcock, which is now glowing obnoxiously and singing)

[ladythornofrivia]

WORK OF ART

Pair: Geto x Reader

Warnings: just plain smut, dirty talk, fingering, tattoo kink, breeding kink, reader and Geto being horny, one night stand to lovers, club, alcohol, Geto being dirty-minded pretty boy. Reader thirsty for Geto. Cunnilingus, Cockwarming. Breathing kink. Sex in Tattoo shop. Birthday Sex. Love at first sight.

a/n: for kinktober! There will be three parts! Hooray!

(Listen to this song)

Night time was the best time to get away from annoying people. More so, your “boyfriend”, who constantly asked you where you're going. Despite your intentions on not telling him, you ignore his insults and back-handed compliments to you.

"You should ignore them, (y/n)," your friend, Angeline, said, touring in Japan. No matter what you do, or say, everyone are just as stubborn. Stupid, even, to not realize their hypocrisy on you.

People who are called as “boyfriend”.

"I can't believe this. But if he goes out, he’s fine with it. He can go whereever and whoever he wants. He doesn't have to notify me. He can be shirtless, and nobody wouldn't insult him. He kept saying things like how he's respectable and shit. But if I make my own plans, he won't let me go anywhere without him or his cousin to take with. They practically volunteer themselves them in and then says they don't remember about them going with me. And it happened last week when I wanted to go to a fancy restaurant by myself, and he didn't want me to go alone and then they volunteer on taking his cousin with me. When I confronted them, they said they weren't there at my birthday, they said that her cousin wasn't there on my birthday, that she's working. They betrayed my wishes, and always lie to me, and always defend then at their wrong choices in life. Why the fuck did I move out so soon?”

"Your soon-to-be family fucking sucks. Losers can't even appreciate you. Well, once you break up with him, I'll take you in with no problem. We can be sisters!"

"Aren't we already sisters?" you teased.

"True. Anyway, just forget about them, we're going at the club! Besides, you look gorgeous in that dress, so don’t waste the effort!”

Looking down on your dress, you felt different. A good kind of different.

(This is the dress)

Eyes widened at your friend's statement.

"Aw come, on, you're good at dancing," she complimented. "If you show off your skills, boys will go to you. Even cute ones--you know the ones that look innocent, but is good in bed."

"You read too much smut," I told her.

"And sometimes, a guy that you'll find, will be able to do anything for you!”

"Not in the club, for starters! We came to have fun, not a marriage ceremony. Besides, I haven’t broke up with him yet."

Angeline pushed you back lightly. "Don't make it sound so bad. Of course we're going to have fun--tons and tons of fun! It's time for a change!"

You nodded. "Enough negativity! I can change my life around!"

Angeline cheered. "Good! That's how an independent woman should think! Damned if you do, damned if you don't. You heart will be set free! Starting tonight!"

~~~

Drinking another liquor, Gojo said, rested his arm on the couch frame, surrounded by ladies, fawning. "Geto, aren't you satisfied you're taking a break from your work?"

Geto, on the other hand, had a shot, uninterested. "I'm glad."

"You don't sound glad," Gojo notified, smirking. "You haven't gotten someone's pussy lately."

Geto choked. "I just want to rest."

"Yeah, rest on someone's pussy."

"Would you stop that? The girls will get the wrong idea."

Gojo shrugged. "I don't think the girls hate it, based on what I've been seeing."

The girls giggled at Geto's reaction.

"Knock it off, Gojo."

"Come on, lighten up. If I was a girl, I'd flirt with you with my blue eyes."

Geto rolled his eyes. "I have to rest for tomorrow. Another client is requesting for a large tattoo on her back."

"What was it?'

"A photo of her husband. Ex husband."

Gojo spat out his drink. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"I wish." Geto shook his head. "Though she paid me a hefty amount of cash, so I can't say shit to her."

"Damn, that's dedication for your tattoo shop. Guess I don't have to worry about it anymore. You need to relax. Who knows it'll be fun at the end of the night."

Geto shrugged. "Maybe." Then ate his appetizer, ignoring the girls who try to gain his attention, never minding Gojo, who seems to be doing well with socializing.

~~~

"I'm telling you that this is for your own good. If your stay with your pussy of a “boyfriend”, you're not getting a new dick for tonight."

My eyes paused at Angeline with shock.

"Yeah, if you say it out loud, everyone's going to think I'm desperate."

"(y/n), you have to do this. Staying indoors with him acting as a housewife won’t do you good! Meeting new people is when going outside, sometimes online. Unless if you date someone on virtual mode, then it's weird."

Angeline shoved you slowly, yet gently against your back. "Don't be shy. Show them what you're made of, and someone will notice you. That way, you can move on from your life with your stupid family and relatives who doesn't give a shit about you or remembers a single thing about you."

"Okay, but--"

"No, buts, you have to do this. You have to be more like those Disney princesses who wanted new adventures."

"This isn't Disney, though."

"Still, you get what I mean." Angeline patted your upper arms. "You got this! I'll be here, watching."

You sighed. "Okay, but I want this song to be played in order for me to get started. I know you have to pay the DJ to play the song that people personally like."

"Okay, we'll do that." You friend dragged you and went up to the DJ, requesting the song to play from the Iphone.

"How much?"

"¥14,977," the DJ confirmed.

You took out the wallet to pay, but Angeline already paid.

"Angeline," you began.

"No, I want you to live your life. This is my treat."

"What if I don't get a date?'

"Even if you don't get a date, it's fine."

"But you told me earlier to find someone and fuck them at the end of the night."

"Yeah, I know, but, it doesn't matter now. Whatever the outcome is, all that matters is you being happy away from your “boyfriend”. Even just for tonight. I want you to be happy, far and wide, so that they'll forget about you. I know you're better than them, and I know you can do better than them—even your pussy of a “boyfriend”. Believe in yourself, and never lose sight of your goal, even if it means of cutting them off."

You smiled. "Thanks, Angeline."

"Anytime. Now go have fun," she encouraged.

The DJ played the tune you wanted. All the people on the dance floor stopped, but you we're just getting started.

Super Shy by Newjeans is your favorite song, and you've been practicing dancing the choreography. And that's how you gained confidence, though little by little. At first, you're frightened of making a single mistake, that everyone would laugh, so you pretend that you're inside your room, dancing like no one's watching. In the end, you were giggling, still moving your body.

~~~

"Oh, I never heard that song before," Gojo commented, "Very cheery."

Geto stopped and listened to the beat. "Defintely not from here in Japan."

"Ah, I can probably give you a few reasons why," Gojo said, pointed at you. "She stands out. In fact, too much from the crowd. Can't say it's a bad thing, though. Don't you think so, Suguru?"

Smoking, Suguru said nothing and kept an eye on the dance floor. A girl's movements swiftly clean and sharp with every turn and step. He had never seen a girl who's energetic to do dancing. He has seen girls who dance, but not in a way that you did. The song's rhythm is filled with cheery beat. None of the crowd seemed as cheery as you, but everyone kept watching, your feet insync with music. And by the time it ends, you ended with a smile and a few claps and cheers, but other than that, you left the dance floor and try to search for your friend.

But then another song came on, Jungkook's song, 3D, and you find yourself dancing again. This time, people are jamming in, because everyone knows BTS.

With a finger flicked the cigarette, Suguru stood up, stretching his legs with a groan huffing from his chest.

"Ooh, where you going, Sugee-Woogee?"

Suguru cringed. "I'm heading to the restroom."

Suguru walked ahead and carefully approached the crowd.

"Suguru, that's not where the restroom is," Gojo pointed out.

~~~

When you danced along Jungkook's song, your friend tapped you on the shoulder, rather rapidly.

"Dude," Angeline said. "Dude!"

"What?"

"Dude!"

"What?!"

"I think someone's coming this way!" your friend said with glee.

"Who? I don't see anyone." The crowd is too thick for you to see.

"Have fun," Angeline said in a sing-song voice, waving a farewell. "I'll be at the bar if you need me."

"Dude!" you said in English, whining.

Continue on dancing to a different tune, The Weeknd's song, you felt a large hand slithering around your waist. Then a large bulge grinding against your backside.

When you staggered back, to face who was grasping you, your nealy collapsed on your back; another hand hooked on your back to break your fall, and there you see a man with dark, longish hair with narrowed eyes glinting at you, his lips curved into a small smirk.

"Careful, there, no one wants to see a beautiful princess fall now, don't we?"

A young man gave another subtlety of his smirk.

"Thank you," you uttered, not confident, face covered in blush.

He pulled you right back up. "Don't mention it, princess." Then he did a little waltz with you on the dance floor, treating you with care. "So what does the princess doing here in the club?'

You frowned at that. "Am I not allowed to go to club?"

"You're allowed," he said. "But you look too ravishing compare to the girls I stumbled onto tonight."

Is he serious? you thought to yourself. For all you know, he might have a girlfriend waiting for him. You didn't want to get to a certain point of involving wasted drama.

"You might mind, but I don't."

He hummed. 'Why's that, sweet lady?'

"Your girlfriend might get upset with you if you associate with someone like me. I hate to say this, but it'd be great if you back off. I don't want to get involve with drama.'

He looked at you intently before giving a good laugh. "Oh, you sweet princess. Here's the thing," his lips leaned closer to your ear. "I don't have anyone in my life at the moment."

That doesn't sound convincing enough.

"Ooh, is the little lady doubtful of me?" his voice laced like honey. "You shouldn't be."

'Oh, but I wouldn't count on it.'

'Why's that?'

Your head nudged towards the girls behind Geto, who are sitting at their seats furiously, glaring daggers at you.

'Gojo set me up for a date I didn't like.'

"Date?" You never heard of a guy being set up to a date with numerous girls at the same time.

He nodded. "I was supposed to rest for tonight. My back was hurting for my work. Bending my back down and then stretch it."

'Well, you can go to a chiropractor to adjust your spine. It usually works.'

He hummed. 'I'll keep that mind, princess.' His other hand clung onto your waist and spun your back around for him to grind against you.

'Bet you never have a guy who does it good as me, princess."

You found yourself blushing. 'No one has actually. In fact, I don't even know your name.'

He leaned his face against your locks, inhaling a fainted rose water scent. 'Let's enjoy ourselves for now.'

Despite his claims, you can't help but to look back at the girls the guy used to hang out, are entirely pissed at you. But the guy with white locks and blue eyes gave a toast to you with a smirk.

"Let's go somewhere private," he said into your ear, getting your attention back to a raven-haired man. "What do you say?'

Pondering your gazing look into his eyes before a chance of bestowing him an answer.

~~~

He slammed you against the wall against the bathroom stall in a ladies restroom, kissing and ravishing your neck and collarbone with few licks and nibbles mingling his lips with languid and passionate kisses.

You sighed, clutching his hardened body. "Mhmmm~'

"You like it, princess?” He made sure the restroom's lock so no one can go in. Kisses more on the shoulders, then your neckline until it reaches to your earlobes, tugging it gently with his teeth.

His eyes glinted, examining your flushed skin as you breathed hard, eyes filled with plea.

His hand slid underneath your dress, pressing his fingertips against the nub of your cunt, circling it as it sends a thousand waves crushing against you, soaring with pleasure. Undoing your straps, his tongue and teeth delved and ravished the hardened nipple on your breast with a low moan, fondling the other.

'I'm guessing you have never been touched or have been pleasure by a man.'

Blushing furisouly, you turned your head away, which it lead to him taking your chin and rotated your head, facing him.

'Tell me, princess, and I'll make your dreams come true,' he said into your ear with intent eyes daggered to your sheepish ones.

You gulped. "Fuck me, please." With your hands hung around behind his neck, indicating it gently for him to get closer to you.

Smirking, he lunged his lips and crashed to yours. His slick tongue gained acess to your tongue, his hands clutched the fabric of your underwear, pulling it downward bit by bit. His lips pulled away, looking into the haziness in your eyes.

"Shall I go further, little lady?' his eyes twinkled in anticipation.

Gasping, you held onto his hair. indicating for your thirst to be quenched.

Geto took the initiation of bringing your legs up to his shoulders as he flicks and consumed the taste of you on his tongue, humming in pleasure.

"Ah~" Your head threw back, clutching him tight without fall.

Bucking your hips against his face, your lower body gyrated against him. Large hands steadied you, but with a flick and slurp on his mouth driven you crazy. Your legs enveloped around his head.

He moaned, hands now gripping on your ass and pushed it toward his face closer to a point he wanted to suffocated from your delicious thighs.

"Ah~" your breath ragged, body coldly shivering, shoulders and neck became intensely hot, finding your ragged breath became loudly desperate. "I'm getting close," you said.

His biceps locked your thighs in tighter, his tongue lapped a few more rounds until your walls clenched and drenched his mouth with cum.

As it was over, he settled your legs down carefully. Inclining his head upward, your eyes gazed at the glazed cum you implanted on him. With a smirk, he licked his lips and hummed in satisfaction.

"Taste just as exquisite as you are, princess," he said, getting up on his two feet in haste, and approached you, zipping his pants down, revealing his long and thick cock. Before you could react, he lifted you up, placing your legs on his waist as he pinned you against the wall.

"Hold onto me, princess," he moaned, tugging your earlobe with teeth before he pounded his cock into your hole.

You never had sex before, but you're pretty sure how it works in movies and books compare to real life feels different. Sudden without warning.

But it didn't mean awful in your case. In fact, it felt good and full in your cunt.

Noticing your gasps, his lips curved into a smirk and pounded his cock all the way to your g-spot with a loud grunt, tossing his head back, his moans echoed loudly towards the restroom's ceiling. His hips picked up the pace and pounded twice as rough and rapidly brute. Little by little, your arms weighted with exhaustion, still wrapped behind his neck, as your sloppily kissed with him, tasting yourself from his greedy lips.

"Almost there, princess," he said, breathing onto your mouth, thrusting sloppily yet callously.

"Coming~" you moaned aloud, and his semen spilled onto your hole, filling with hot seed, draining to your inner thighs.

Both of your leaned your foreheads towards each other, pressing with heaving breaths lingering.

His eyes lingered to yours, pressing his lips against yours, almost lax and carefree. He chuckled when saw your flushed expression.

What a cutie, he said.

"That was fun," you said, chuckling.

His long hair swished as he found himself chuckling.

"Tell me something, my princess," he leaned closer. "What is it that you want? From what I can tell, based on you, I can tell you want more than a simple life. What is it that you want, that you truly want?"

Your breath staggered. "Tell me, and I'll give it to you."

Heaving, you contemplated; your legs are shaking and leaden, almost as if it was pinned to the ground.

He kept you steady. "Woah, we can't get a break, huh? You're so beautiful, my darling princess, even in this state."

Nuzzling against his chest, you breathed as your cheeks.

You never knew this man, but somehow he made you feel like you're in heaven with him--a solace from your hell.

"You okay, princess?'

"I'm okay. My legs are sore."

"First time sex always get sore," he said, smirking.

"Clearly," you said, giggling.

He kissed you again, caressing your waist with both of his hands. "I want to see you again soon, baby~"

"I want to see you, too, but--"

"But?"

Your eyes saddened. "My boyfriend. They won't let me be as myself around him, and always supervised me everywhere I go; I can't go alone without him, and my friend brought me here. I just want some peace—I was planning on breaking up with him.”

His eyes looked onto you intently. "What do you truly want, princess?'

You said nothing.

"I'll give you anything you want. Just say the word, and you'll have it."

You sighed, looking away for a second. "I don't know..."

"Look at me, my good princess..."

You looked at him, eyes locked with fear.

"Tell me what you wish for, and I'll make all of your dreams come true," he guaranteed. “Put your trust in me.”

"Well, it might sound silly, but I want to have a couple of tattoos. I just want something for myself."

"Ah, a sign of rebellion," he mused, still holding onto your waist, gripping it tight and proud.

Your gaze lowered. "Yeah.."

His finger tucked under your chin for your gaze to be lock onto his in an extension of time. "That's not silly, at all." He fished in his pockets and gave you something, but before he could touch your hand, the restroom doors banged.

"What the fuck?! The door's jammed!"

"I need to pee!"

"We have to get the security to pry this open!"

Then the silence came.

He chuckled. "Guess we better go." He took your hand and unlocked the door.

Quickly, both you and him snuck out of the restroom, but only to be caught by your friend.

"(y/n), where the hell have you been? I've been dying to tell you about this guy I saw, tall and gorgeous with blue eyes, I--"

Suddenly, she both saw you and him together outside of the restroom, put two and two clues together.

Instead of talking, Angeline gave you a subtle smirk. "I'll leave you guys to it..."

She walked away as he placed his arm behind his head, chuckling awkwardly.

"Sorry about her, she wanted me to--"

"I know," he said, then his hand outstretched. laying the paper material onto your hand. "Call me, princess." He gave a soft, loving peck on your cheek. His suppled lips lingered a little longer than you expected.

"Keep in touch. I'll be waiting." He gave a smile before he went back.

But you seized him.

"We don't know each other's names," you said, frantic.

He chortled. “You’re right.” He looked back and leaned his tall height close to your level, his face nearing against yours. “Tell me your name, princess.”

"(y/n)," you said proudly.

Watching his lips curved upward, he said. "Beautiful."

"I don't even know your name," you pointed out.

"It's on the back of the card," he purred into your ear.

"I want to hear it from you," you said, pleading. “Your voice.”

He chuckled. "Since you're a good girl, I'll tell you. My name is Geto Suguru."

Suguru...

Your said boyfriend texted you in a total of 138 messages and phone calls and angry voicemails.

"Your boyfriend is a piece of work," he commented.

"Yeah, he is. I just want to take a break." You shut the phone off. You rushed off to your friend---him following you--and showed her the missed calls and messages from your said boyfriend.

"They're that persistent," Angeline said, rolling her eyes.

"We should go back. My soon-to-be annoying in laws is going to think I got drugged or something," you said.

He took the card from you and tucked it in. And took your phone and dialed the number instead.

"What if my boyfriend discovers you on my phone?"

"There's a landline," he suggested. Call me by this number."

Fear overtook you for a second, numerous scenarios running in your head.

His callous palm lingered onto your skin as he placed it. "Don't be afraid, princess. I'll be waiting for you," he said with a smile before he gave you one last kiss.

But then you said, tugging his sleeve. "May I see your phone?"

Without hesitation, he gave you his phone, and dialed your phone number and added into his contacts, then looking at him back, watching his smile at your sudden move on entering your phone number.

"That's my girl. I'll keep in touch," he said, and walked away back to his seat with his friend, music blasting away as you and Geneva.

Your eardrums banged even after heading outside. Angeline couldn't help you but smirk.

"What?'

"Where did you go, missy?' she teased.

"I was chatting with him," you said.

"Does banging the restroom stalls count as chatting?''

Your face instantly blushed.

"So, how good is he?'

Hands shielded over your face. "Angeline!"

"I'm just kidding! See, I know you'll meet someone. He's been eyeing on you since the dance floor," she cheered and embraced you by the side while ruffling your hair with her fist. "You're becoming a woman, (y/n)," she said, cackling.

Your phone rang again.

"Don't answer it. I'll do the explaining for you," Angeline said.

"No, don't. They're going to suspect we're doing drugs."

"We'll just tell them there's traffic. Japan is a very busy country, after all. Oh yeah," she took out the napkin. "Might want to use this. His cum is spilling out on your legs and heels."

"Don't say stuff like that in public." As you wiped the cum, the wind breezed against your skin and dress. It felt nice and cold, and yet...naked.

"Oh no," you muttered in horror.

"What? What's wrong?"

"I'm not wearing any underwear," you uttered quietly, blushing at the thought of your knight in shining armor, Geto, taking your panties with him.

© kinggetou - all rights reserved.

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[askthepianist]

Hey! It's Angie! But something seems weird about...Her?...

The "Pianist", Angel Bianchi, is open for asks!

Hello everyone! And welcome to yet another event in the blog! This time it's a more silly one instead of one focusing in Angeline's lore, as the idea came to me in the middle of the night...Since i wanted to train how to draw men but i also wanted to draw Angie...So i just put the both of them together!

As this is more of a lighthearted and silly event, it will stay up for 2 weeks, starting now February 9th and ending February 23rd, during these times asks and rps CAN still be sent for Angeline! She just won't know about this silly other version of herself that is also roaming around the manor!

He's just a male version of Angeline, with some bits of his lore being slightly different, so no need to be afraid of asking him stuff! Also when sending an ask, PLEASE specify if it is for Angel or Angeline, otherwise i will just count as it being for Angeline!

Like the other events, keep the blog rules in mind when sending anything! Otherwise have fun pookies! Mwah <3

[atwooozi]

Almost Perfect (Sebastian x Fem!Farmer) Chapter 19: The Dance of the Moonlight Jellies

Warnings: Slow burn, personal struggles, anxiety, depression, eventual smut

Summary: Angeline finds time dragging by as she awaits her date with Sebastian, plagued by a sense of unease despite their budding relationship

A/N: So I'm not sure how many of you read my author's notes, but I've been dealing with some health issues on top of the regular daily life struggles, so I will be taking a break for a period of time (I'd say a month) to try and get back on track. Which means posts are going to be more irregular from now until May 25th.

I have lots of ideas and love for this story, so I don't plan on letting it end just like this. I know in previous posts I've been talking about other story ideas too and I still think about those and want to write those, but this is my priority.

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Chapter 19: The Dance of the Moonlight Jellies

Summer 28

For whatever reason time always seemed to move slower on days whenever Angeline was looking forward to something. This day was no exception, unfortunately. It was as if time had stopped completely. For some reason, whenever she was trying to reel a fish in time didn’t move forward. She couldn’t fathom how that could be possible, but she would insist that’s what was happening if someone asked her. 

Angeline groaned and plopped down on the grass. As excited as she was for later tonight she was feeling wave after wave of nerves pooling in the pit of her stomach. And why? She wasn’t actually sure. She enjoyed spending time with Sebastian and she was pretty sure that Sebastian enjoyed her company too. But still there was this lingering feeling of doubt within her that she couldn’t shake. 

“What is that?” Angeline said as she placed her hand over her heart. 

“What’s what?” Angeline gasped and looked up to see her neighbor Leah. 

Leah was someone that Angeline didn’t know quite well, but someone she could find herself easily growing fond of. From what she knew, Leah was an artist who enjoyed things like nature and decorating for every holiday which was something that she found really endearing. Especially since Angeline couldn’t be bothered to decorate for anything, much less fill her house with furniture. 

“...I-I have this bad feeling.” Angeline paused as she tried to search for words. She frowned when nothing came to mind and looked ahead at the river before them. 

Leah sat down next to Angeline and rested her chin on her palm as she thought. “Bad feeling about what?” 

Angeline shook her head and shrugged. “I don’t even know…” Angeline could feel tears well up in her eyes. “It’s just things have been going so well that something bad must be coming.” 

Leah frowned. “That’s not true.” She sighed and picked at the hem of her pants. “I think just because good things are happening to you doesn’t mean that bad things will then happen.” 

Angeline brought her knees to her chest and sighed. She knew Leah was right. She knew that her thinking made no sense, but she couldn’t help but feed into that bad feeling. 

There was a silence that lasted between the two for what felt like an eternity, but Leah’s company was comforting in its own way. She didn’t try to force Angeline to see differently or keep talking to fill the dead air. 

“Are you going to be okay, farmer?” 

Angeline glanced over at Leah who was wearing a relaxed smile. Angeline straightened her posture and nodded. 

“Yeah, I think so.” 

“Good.” Leah said as she patted Angeline’s shoulder. Leah got up and dusted off her knees. “I know we don’t talk much, but I’m always up for chatting over a glass of wine sometime.” 

Angeline smiled at the invitation and nodded. She wasn’t much of a drinker. To be honest, she would get a buzz from half a hard seltzer, but she wouldn’t mind getting drunk with Leah. Even if that meant making a complete fool out of herself after one glass of wine. “That sounds like fun.” 

Leah smiled and placed her hands on her hips. “Yeah, I think so too.” She looked over towards her cabin. “I’m gonna head back. I’ll see you later though.” 

Angeline nodded. “Yeah, see you.” 

~*~

Sebastian looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. He didn’t look bad. He didn’t think that he looked good either. He just looked the same. He found himself struggling with the idea of putting on something a little different. Would Angeline think he was lame or that he was trying too hard if he strayed away from his usual hoodie and jeans or would she be excited? Would she take it as him putting effort into their date? And was that a good thing? 

He groaned and cupped his face in his hands in frustration. He didn’t want to ask for advice, but he really needed it. Desperately. 

He fished his phone out of his pocket and punched in the number, hoping that he would pick it up. 

“Sup.” This was a bad idea. 

Sebastian sighed. “Alex… I need your help.” 

“Is it about a training regimen?” Alex was starting to babble like Sam when he would get too excited about something. “...I think if you included more protein in your diet and lifted that you could easily gain like twenty pounds of muscle.” 

“What–No!” Sebastian pinched his nose bridge in frustration. Was he really this desperate?...Yes. “I don’t want to bulk up.” 

Alex tsked in response. “Listen, the skinny emo thing might be in now, but muscles are forever.” 

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Sebastian said as he sat himself down in his desk chair. This seemed like it was going to take awhile. “I…I–You’ve gone on dates before, right?”

“...Yeah?” 

“So when you went on dates…” Sebastian was trying to think of how to properly phrase his question. “What did you do beforehand?” Was that a normal question? 

There was a pause and each second of silence was eating Sebastian alive. 

“Push ups.” Alex said simply. As if it was the most obvious response. 

“What?” Sebastian was regretting this call with every second. He felt that he would have been better off asking Demetrius what to do. 

“Push ups.” Alex repeated. “You feel good from the endorphins and your abs look tighter, too.” 

Sebastian decided to make a note of that for some other time, but he needed to get back to the problem at hand. “Alex, did you ever change how you usually looked for a date?” 

There was another pause and Sebastian was ready to hit his head against the wall. Why was this so hard? Why did no one else in this town date? 

“Nah, I look good enough already.” 

Sebastian frowned at the answer he was given. He couldn’t fault Alex; he was just being Alex. Sebastian could only blame himself for this. It was his fault for expecting more. 

“But, I remember this one time.” Sebastian jumped at hearing Alex speak. Was he actually going to get something useful? “I was running late to go to the mall with Haley after practice, so I couldn’t fix my hair like I usually do after I shower.” 

“Uh huh…” Sebastian closed his eyes and decided to accept his fate. Nothing useful was going to come from this call. 

“And like, she really liked it.” Alex recalled. “Something about it being different was a nice change or something.” 

Sebastian sat up in his chair and blinked as he took in the information. That was actually…kind of helpful? “Thanks, Mullner.” 

“No problem, man.” Alex said. “I gotta go, but like, if you ever wanna get serious about bulking up, call me.” 

Sebastian hung up and sighed. As frustrating as that call was he was grateful to Alex. As kids the two were pretty good friends, but ended up growing apart when their interests started to change. Alex got more into gridball and girls and Sebastian got more into sci-fi and computers. They hardly talked anymore, but every once in a while they would chat at a town event or if they saw each other in passing. Maybe it would be worth opening himself up to being friends with Alex again? They never stopped being friends, really. Especially since Haley and Angeline seemed to spend so much time together…

Sebastian stopped himself. He was getting way too ahead of himself. It’s not like he and Angeline were a thing. He couldn’t just let his mind run wild like this. They hadn’t even gone on their first date yet, but he was already planning on how to make nice with her friend as if he were her boyfriend. He really needed to get a grip. 

Sebastian looked at himself in the mirror and thought about what he could do. He wanted to look a little bit different, but not too different. He quickly rummaged through his desk drawer and smiled to himself when he found them. He carefully put in some earrings that Abigail insisted he get on one of their more recent trips to the city. He was reluctant when he got them, but in the moment he was thankful. They were a pair of small silver hoops with a dagger hanging from each of them. He wasn’t sure if Angeline would notice, but it gave him a slight boost in his confidence that he was actually putting in some effort, rather than none at all. He wouldn’t be disappointed if she didn’t notice, but the thought of her noticing something so small brought a gentle warmth to his heart. A feeling that he was still getting used to if he were being honest with himself. 

Sebastian checked his phone and it was 9:00. He debated if he should make his way over to Angeline’s farm now or if he should wait a bit longer. He didn’t want to get there too early if she wasn’t ready, but he didn’t want to be late either. He debated on whether he should call Alex again, but decided against it. He was going to head over. If he was a little early he just hoped Angeline wouldn’t mind. 

Sebastian took one last look in the mirror, adjusting his hoodie a bit. With a deep breath to steady his surprisingly very few nerves, he pocketed his phone and keys, then made his way out of his room and up the stairs. The house was quiet, he supposed that his mom and Demetrius had already left. As for Maru, he had no clue, but she was grown so she could figure out herself… Maybe he’d call her later just to be sure she was safe. 

The walk to Angeline’s farm was short, but each step somehow felt like an eternity. The nerves that were nowhere to be found had finally made their way back to him. It wasn’t the nerves that he was typically used to which were always a nausea inducing mess. This time he was anticipating what might happen between the two of them . 

Finally, he reached the farm. There was a soft glow of the porch light which helped illuminate the path. He stepped on to the porch which had now been done several times before and hesitated. He wanted to knock but his nerves kept him still. 

Before Sebastian’s panic could settle in he heard a mew from below. He looked down and saw Angeline’s new cat circling around his legs. “Oh hey…” 

Sebastian reached down and gave the orange tom a few scritches, which caused the cat to purr. Sebastian smiled gently and sighed. He needed to stop stalling. He stood up and took a deep breath before knocking. 

“Coming!” Angeline called from behind the door. He then could hear some running back and forth before the door finally opened. 

There stood Angeline, she was wearing a long skirt and coordinating top, both various colors of purple. Sebastian didn’t know much about makeup, but he liked how Angeline’s looked, she had emphasized her round eyes and her full lips, it was simple but nice. She always looked so pretty to him. Honestly, she could be wearing a potato sack and he would still think she was beautiful. 

“Hey!” Angeline said with a smile lighting up her face that stole Sebastian’s breath away. “I didn’t take too long, right?” 

Sebastian shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. “No, I think I was a bit early.” 

“Well…should we go?” 

Sebastian nodded, his heart thumping louder than he expected. He wouldn’t be surprised if Angeline could hear it. “Yeah, let’s go.” He followed Angeline down the porch steps, the orange tomcat darting ahead of them, its tail held high in the air. 

As they walked towards town, Sebastian felt a mix of nervousness and excitement swirling within him. The air was cool, carrying a faint scent of salt from the Gem Sea. He stole glances at Angeline, admiring the way the moonlight caught the subtle highlights in her hair. She looked so perfect.

“I’m really excited to see the jellies.” Angeline said, breaking the comfortable silence between them. 

Sebastian cleared his throat, and rubbed the back of his neck as he thought about it. “It’s like magic, honestly.” He looked ahead as they made it to the beach. Everyone from town was there, Maru being one of them, thankfully. “Let’s go to the bridge.” 

Angeline nodded and walked up the dock with Sebastian. As they reached the wooden bridge that extended out over the water. There was a soft glow of the moon that casted a serene light over everything, turning the scene into something out of a dream. Sebastian glanced down at the water, where the jellies floated like tiny, otherworldly lights. 

Angeline let out a small gasp, her eyes sparkling with wonder. “It’s beautiful.” She said softly.  

Sebastian smiled and nodded. “...Yeah, it really is.” He turned his gaze back to her, her features looked so beautiful in this light. He wanted so badly to reach out and just touch her. Just to make sure that this night was truly real. 

They stood there together in a comfortable silence, watching the jellies glide gracefully through the water. The sound of gentle waves lapping against the shore filled the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere. 

After some time, Angeline turned to Sebastian with a soft smile. “Thank you for inviting me. This is amazing.” 

Sebastian felt a rush of happiness at her words. “I’m glad you like it…i-it’s nice.” he said softly. 

“It’s more than nice.” Angeline said, her eyes meeting his. There was a moment of quiet understanding between them. Sebastian wasn’t sure, but it felt like something between them was growing with each passing second. 

Sebastian felt a flutter of nervousness wash over him, his heart pounding a little faster. He knew what he wanted to say, but the words seemed to catch in his throat. Before he could bring himself to finally speak Angeline beat him to it. 

“Sebastian…there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.” He almost felt dizzy when he heard her speak his name. 

“Wh-what is it.” Sebastian did his best to keep his voice steady. 

Angeline looked away and took a deep breath, her cheeks were flushed. “I..I really enjoy spending time with you.” But? “I’ve had such a great time tonight, and…” But? “I was wondering if…maybe we could…you know…” 

There was no but. Sebastian felt a rush of hope and excitement flood through him. “I feel the same way.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper. 

“You do?” Angeline seemed dumbfounded. The look on her face was one of genuine disbelief and Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“I do.” Finally, Sebastian took a step closer to Angeline, his heart pounding in his chest. He reached out, gently cupping her cheek in his hand. 

“Can I?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Angeline’s eyes widened, and her face flushed. Sebastian could feel the warmth from her blushing cheeks against his palm. “Please.” 

Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk at the response. Without hesitation, he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in a tender, sweet kiss. Time seemed to stand still as they kissed, the world around them fading away until there was only the two of them, lost in the moment. When they finally pulled back, they were both breathless, their faces flushed with happiness. 

They stood there together on the bridge, wrapped in each other’s arms. Selfishly, even if Angeline wanted to step away he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to let her go. He loved the feeling of her in his arms. He loved her warmth and how soft she felt. If they weren’t surrounded by everyone in town he would have his lips pressed firmly against her neck. If she let him, that is. 

Sebastian chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair away from Angeline’s face. She looked so cute. Her face was flushed and her expression was one of embarrassment, probably since they kissed in front of the whole town. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.” 

If it were possible Angeline’s blush deepened. “Me too.” She admitted. “I…wasn’t sure if you felt the same.”

Sebastian shook his head, his heart swelling with emotion. He placed a kiss on her forehead. “I do.” He said softly as he rested his head on top of hers. “I really do, Angeline.” 

They stood there for a moment, simply enjoying each other’s presence once more. Sebastian couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have Angeline in his life, to have this moment with her. 

“Sebastian?” Angeline spoke up, her voice hesitant. 

“Yeah?” Sebastian pulled away and looked down at her. He already wanted to kiss her again. 

“I…I really like you.” Angeline said softly. “I know this only our first date, but I want to see where this goes.” 

Sebastian smiled and took Angeline’s hand into his. “I want that too.” 

Angeline beamed up at him, her eyes practically sparking with happiness. “Good,” she said. “Because I really, really like you.” 

Sebastian couldn’t resist the urge any longer. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers once more, savoring the taste of her on his lips. Angeline responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss.

“Hey there are kids here!” Sam shouted from the beach.

“Yeah, be careful you guys don’t run out of air!” Abigail joined in the teasing. 

Finally, reluctantly, they pulled away, their foreheads resting against each other’s as they caught their breath. Sebastian could care less about how annoying his friends were. All that mattered was what was happening right in front of him. 

“I think we should probably head back.” Sebastian said, his voice a little breathless. 

Angeline nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. “Yeah, probably.” 

They walked back into town, Sebastian having kept his arm firmly around her. He felt that now that he had her he didn’t want to let her go. As they reached the outskirts of town and back to Angeline’s farm Sebastain found himself walking slower. He didn’t want the night to end yet. 

Once they reached Angeline’s porch Sebastian reluctantly let go of her waist. She turned to face him as she walked up the stairs. “I had a good time.” She said softly as she fidgeted with her fingers. 

“Me too…” Sebastian said softly. He just wanted to touch her again. Just a little bit more. 

Angeline smiled and leaned down pressing a kiss to Sebastian’s cheek. 

Sebastian’s heart skipped a beat at the touch of her lips on his cheek. It was a sweet, gentle gesture that sent a warm shiver down his spine. He couldn’t help but smile. 

“Thank you for tonight.” Angeline said, her voice soft and sincere. “I…I really enjoyed it.” 

Sebastian reached up, his hand finding hers where it lingered against his cheek. He held it gently, savoring the warmth of her touch. “I had an amazing time too.” He pressed his lips to her palm, causing her to flinch. 

“I guess I should go inside.” Angeline said reluctantly, though she made no move to leave.

Sebastian nodded, reluctantly releasing her hand. “Yeah, I should probably head back too.” 

They stood there for a moment, neither of them wanting to say goodbye. The air was filled with unspoken words. The weight of their night and newfound feelings hanging between them. 

“Sebastian…” Angeline started, her voice trailing off as she searched for the words. 

Sebastian looked at her, his heart pounding his chest. She had him hanging with every word. 

“Can we…do this again?” Angeline finally asked, her eyes searching his face for anything. 

“Yes,” he said without hesitation, his voice filled with certainty. “I would love to.” 

A bright smile lit up Angeline’s face, causing her dimples to show. “I can hardly wait.” 

Sebastian couldn’t help himself, he reached out, unable to resist the urge to pull her into a warm hug. Angeline melted into his embrace, her arms wrapping around him tightly. 

Finally, they pulled back, their eyes meeting once more. Sebastian brushed a strand of hair away from Angeline’s face. 

“I’ll see you.” Angeline said softly. 

Sebastian nodded, a smile playing on his lips. “Definitely,” he replied. “I’ll text you.” 

With one last lingering look, Sebastian turned and made his way down the porch steps. He paused at the bottom, turning back to look at Angeline standing on the porch, bathed in the soft glow of the light.  

“Goodnight, Angeline.” Sebastian said, his voice filled with warmth. 

“Goodnight, Sebastian.” Angeline smiled. 

With a final wave, Sebastian turned and made his way down the path, he had never felt so happy in his life. As he walked home, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling, the memory of Angeline’s kiss still lingering on his lips. 

He couldn’t wait to see her again.

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Thank you @oh-no-another-idea for the tag! (Sorry it took me an eon to do)

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I read Firekeeper's Daughter by Angeline Boulley until 4am! I haven't been reading a lot of books these past few years so it feels good whenever I do manage to read one. Though I'm getting "something truly terrible is about to happen" signs in the last few chapters and it's making me nervous. (*holds Jaime protectively* if anything were to happen to him etc.)

Highly recommend the book, though.

🎶 Song (s) stuck in my head

Everybody by SHINee

(As a precaution: there's flashing lights in several scenes in the MV)

🥟 Favorite food

This is like asking me which OC is my favorite... uhh... pastries

🏖 Dream trip

Scotland! Each time I see a picture of Scotland it's like the hills and lochs are calling me home though I've never been there. Or alternatively going to Japan to try all the food.

🍰 Spicy/sweet/savory

Spicy and sweet <3

🧭 Last thing I googled

I.... don't remember. I've been looking up info on doctors I've been to in the past to put on my disability application so probably that.

🤩 Current obsession

My OC Liam! The man is just going around in my head and bumping into things like a malfunctioning roomba let loose. Wish it would lead to more than just a bunch of picrews, though.

🍀 Something you're looking forward to

SHINee's Minho is working on his next album, I can't wait to get more details on it!

[orangerosebush]

AF Related Asks if I may:

- One event you would change within the series

- Which character you would sit down and have a meal with (and what would you want to talk about?)

Oooh, these are good questions!

I feel like my answer to the first one is different at this moment than it would have been in the past.

As much as I find the Atlantic Complex as a fictional mash-up of various different mental health conditions to be in (immensely) poor taste, I do think that the cast's reaction to Artemis during his breakdown was consistent with their characterizations. I don't mean this in a character-bashing way, however!

Artemis' friendships with the main characters throughout the series are part of why I love the books. They push each other to change for the better in ways that highlight immense affection and trust. Nonetheless, the strength of these bonds cannot simply give the characters different histories.

I'll use a few examples to explain what that means here.

Holly has to repress certain kinds of emotions and vulnerability due to:

1) the culture of the LEP

and 2) her precarious position as one of the first women therein;

Butler, conversely, has zero (0) mental health competence, as shown by his:

1) dealing with Angeline's breakdown by looking away from the fallout

2) training with the Academy being centered around the goal of him being able to compartmentalize during traumatizing situations for the survival of his charge

and 3) dealing with his own grief by refusing to participate in the world until the situation resolves itself against all odds (e.g., Artemis' 'deaths' in TLC, TLG)

Holly and Butler are individuals who care for Artemis so, so deeply -- and who are themselves individuals who struggle with mental health due to PTSD -- but because of who they are at the time of TAC, there would have been no way for them to have responded to Artemis more responsibly or with more kindness.

And honestly, I don't think that was a bad narrative choice for Colfer to make. What I would have liked to have seen (though I understand that narratively there wasn't room for this in TLG) was how Artemis, Butler, and Holly navigated the aftermath of the Complex.

We do see allusions to the ways in which they learn to be more conscious of each other. For example, when Butler picks Artemis up from therapy in TLG, he says, “Well, Artemis, how are we?”. Five words and the royal "we"! Although Butler still has no idea how to navigate therapy or psychs in his own life (as we sadly see in his assumption of the "blame" for Artemis' death at the end of the book), he nonetheless tries to meet Artemis where he's at with triggers at this point in canon. Similarly, we see Holly and Artemis visit the clone in the hospital at the beginning of TLG, and there's this quiet... caution, almost, that suffuses those interactions. Just as Artemis tries to be a friend to Holly in the way she understands the concept, so too does Holly refrain from joking about Artemis' behavioral quirks in ways that she might have before.

(Foaly and Mulch are certainly a different matter, though they too care deeply for Artemis, as he does for them.)

All that to say, I would have liked to have seen more of these character-based scenes in TLG, as I wasn't all that compelled by the swift transition to Opal's plot.

For your second question: I honestly feel like it would be great fun to take Angeline out for coffee. *Clenches fist* Queen I know I could make you giggle

[binarybitex]

do u have voice claims for ur characters?

hi!! ty for the ask, this was so fun to answer !!

u know, I've been trying to find voice claims for these silly little guys for ages. I have very strong ideas for what they sound like in my head, so finding someone that sounds exact is ... tricky, I suppose.

Lewis: nasally and soft. the best I have is Will Wood's song "...well, better than the alternative". something about his voice in the chorus ... oh god and then later in the song he gets all angry 😳💭 awooga

Zeke: his voice has eluded me. I have a voice that I do for the kid, but I'm not sure that helps lmao. he speaks low and cool, almost as if he forces his voice to be deeper than it actually is. it's got a little rasp to it.

Kara: she's got the main female antagonist's voice. her tone drips with attitude and she speaks very clearly. think something similar to Pacifica Northwest (Gravity Falls)

Cherry: I like to think she's got one of those very sweet, naturally high pitched voices. something along the lines of Kristen Schaal or Ariel Kavoussi.

as for the supporting cast, I dont have official voice claims. I can give you a general idea of them though!

Mr. Wright: his voice is low and gravelly. when he speaks, it's from deep within his chest.

Lauren: super clear, a little louder than normal speaking level. everything he says is with an air of excitement. he's got a pretty standard "man" voice aside from that lol.

Rosa: she speaks fast and low, so it's hard to catch the things she says sometimes. she wears a lot of expression in her tone when she talks.

Becka: slow, low, and monotone. she enunciates every word really well, speaking rather clearly. she gets the point across as plainly as possible, and it works.

Angeline: she's got a girly voice, but there's bass to it. just kind of gentle, she's a little soft spoken sometimes. when she speaks up though, she can catch a room's attention.

[fowlblue]

Choose violence asks!

8, 18, 20, 21?

Ooo yes, lemme think-

8. Common fandom opinion everyone is wrong about-

I’ll list two, because they’re similar- buckle up, this will be a little long.

1: The JEAN SCENE from TAC holy cow. Ya’ll. Angeline wasn’t trying to ‘change him’ she was reaching out because she has very good reason to be concerned about his well-being at the time. Artemis had been expressing all sorts of concerning behaviors, don’t you dare tell me Angeline Fowl, having went through what she did while Tim was missing, would not recognize them for the red flags they were. Could she have phrased it better? Yes. But it clearly wasn’t meant to be read as ‘she wants to make him a normal child’ it’s meant to be read as ‘the exact same situation as when your grandma buys you clothes you don’t really like and you have to pretend you’ll wear them’. It is not that deep.

(Also, like… if you want to read into it, Artemis only started wearing suits after his father’s ‘death’ when he had to take on the role of adult in the family. More likely than not, Angeline assumed that him continuing to do so might have been him being unable to ‘let go’ of that period in his life, as opposed to simple preference).

2. This is really a rant for another post, but the idea that Angeline and Tim shouldn’t have been concerned at all about their children and the fairies, and should have willingly let them run off on adventures with them, rule-and-supervision-free? Like… that would be bad parenting!

Let me phrase it like this- if my 12-14 year old child (or children!) were running off with strange adults, off to other countries or even fantastical worlds, and the only supervision they had was someone who has been raised to obey their orders with little question… that would be bad! We as the audience have the benefit of knowing Holly and Co. are friendly, but Angeline and Tim do not, and aren’t given much reason to think so in-series. It’s like a much more extreme version of your pre-teen running off to go hang out with the high-school students known for causing trouble, it’s a bad idea. What happened in DAC was bad, don’t get me wrong, and far too extreme, but they weren’t entirely incorrect in wanting to limit and monitor their children’s interactions with fairykind, especially when fairykind is blatantly hostile to humans.

18. It’s absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on-

Uncle Foxy. Fowl Senior’s time in Russia. Butler in general beyond ‘Artemis’s real dad’ (he is more than that, why not love him for HIM). The potential fun of Tim and Butler being buddies. Jon Spiro, my beloved. Need I go on?

20. Part of canon you found tedious or boring

Hmm… probably the LEP/Haven parts? I like Holly’s POV and I love Foaly as a character but otherwise, most of the fairy society stuff kinda bores me?? It’s like… basic sci-fi tech society stuff, not really my thing.

21. Part of canon you think is overhyped.

I answered this here!

[sonlisasims7]

Generation 1 Week 2 Part 3

Angeline is getting ready to have her second child.

"Scuse me! Could you watch my stuff while I go grab something?"

A chance encounter between Georg and Gulnara brought them together.

Then Georg decided to make fun of Hilding and Gulnara didn't like that.

But suddenly the Paparazzi showed up and Georg and Gulnara were forced to fake their relationship.

(Lol, they are making fun of the paparazzi lady xD )

On the other side of town, Yana and Zack (wearing a disguise) secretly met up...

...but were quickly spotted.

"Hey who was that?" "I have no idea"

"Are you single by the way?"

Gwenith met up with Django to ask to just be friends.

(He's not taking it too well.)

Ghulam came over to visit Gudlaug.

But failed to impress little Kerri.

"Aah, tell your cat to back off!" "Oh my god, you are such a diva"

Aeneas saw Ghulam running out of Gudlaug's house and went to check on her.

They spent the rest of the night gossiping about Ghulam.

Meanwhile, Angeline gave birth to another baby boy, Rajesh Guerra. He is Disciplined like his father and brother, but Athletic like his mother.

Adoniram took revenge on Porir and beat him up in a fight.

"Omg, Baraka came over to visit! Could he be possibly interested in me?"

(Nope)

[ciderjacks]

Weird ramble on gender expression: I like dressing femme, I like getting all dolled up and going out sometimes. The thing is that it’s not really Me. I think people confuse “i like it” with “im comfortable with it, its who i am”

like ok. When I’m out dressed up femme it’s like playing a character for me. I change my personality and mannerisms and have some fun w it. If i had to do that all the time I would be sooo miserable.

idk like i think ppl get too black and white on gender expression, especially when ur a woman and ESPECIALLY when ur a lesbian. Bc either ur ultra butch tomboy masculinity embodied and the idea of wearing a dress makes you actually throw up, or you’re a femme pretty gurly gurl, or like maybe you’re both at once, but never one over the other. Well No more I say. Let us come together and shout out for the women who are mostly one thing and then sometimes like to play a character or maybe do a bit. We exist. Am I comfortable being feminine? No. Is my casual dress feminine? Never. Do I dress feminine sometimes because i want to become a sweet peach named Angeline and strut like a model and pitch my voice up five octaves? YES!!

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Little Spencer ‘Spider’ White headcanons

♡ attached to day 6 moodboard for fictionalagerechallange

notes: I ignored canon for a minute so I can do whatever I want — also this more so turned into me rambling about a fic idea I have in form of bullet points hshjsj

warnings: set in a classification au, talk of underage drinking/smoking weed, spider being insecure about his regression, swearing, his parents aren’t great, just angst tw

talk about repression. god he wouldn’t know what healthy coping is if it slapped him in the face

so so insecure about being a little to the point that he just doesn’t tell anyone — yeah this backfires…

has this whole “system” where he forces himself not to regress (even if he really needs to) until he’s alone and 100% sure that nobody’s going to bother him or risk anyone finding out

even Ant & Dusty don’t know for a while

because it all comes crashing down — as does most genius ideas Spencer gets tbh, he’s horrible at good decisions okay

but back to before anyone else finds out — his regression is kept to time alone in his room, maybe a kids movie going if he can convince himself that it won’t be the end of the world to allow himself some comfort

him hating the fact that he’s a little definitely bleeds into the times he’s actually regressed, he has a hard time relaxing fully, refuses to buy himself any little gear aside from what he already has, just lacking proper self care even more than normal

his regression is super emotional and taxing for him, which means he avoids it even more

can not stand when people make jokes about him possibly being a little — and everyone knows it so ofc they do it more

takes to drinking and smoking weed a lot heavier once he gets his classification and is hit with all that insecurity

the only backfire of this is that occasionally if he smokes too much he’ll start to slip and have to make up some excuse to either go home or drink enough to get blackout drunk and distract his mind

panics anytime another little is around him and asks him to play or really anything — people usually assume he’s just a neutral that has no idea what he’s doing

promptly ignores any speeches or comments in media or told at school about how important it is for littles to regress regularly and how not regressing can cause serious harm

he’s fine. definitely fine.

until he’s not and something happens and he’s suddenly involuntarily slipping into little space about to go into a panic attack because he’s around people and can’t leave

whoever finds him in that state deserves a gold star for weeding through his cries and mumbles to figure out what the hells going on

so sooooo resistant to having a caregiver around once he’s found out — still denies he’s a little, while he’s regressed, because yeah that’ll totally work

eventually Malakai & Amerie get him to talk about it, cause he lowkey can’t say no to either of them and they’re the most coaxing patient cg’s ever

they’re downright horrified when they find out how long he’s been going without regressing and how badly he’s been taking care of himself

Malakai almost cries seeing the pathetic 1 pacifier & sippy cup & 2 stuffed animals that Spider thinks suffices as enough little gear

the whole SLT’s group is equally as taken back by this information and promptly go on an online shopping spree to get Spider some new/better little gear

he doesn’t talk much while he’s regressed, falling more towards the baby space side of regression

clings to anyone that’ll let him once he gets over the whole ‘nah I don’t need a cg’ thing that goes on for a while

really likes sitting with Quinni and listening to her talk about Angeline of the Underworld lore — he might not understand it but he likes hearing her talk and she always has fun stickers/makeup on or little clips in her hair that he likes

has apologized a million times over for everything that he did — he’s been throughly assured that it’s okay and he’s forgiven but he still catches himself apologizing again

even once the group finds out he’s a little and he gets more comfortable in his classification there’s still times he doesn’t regress when he should or still falls into the feeling of being insecure about his regression

horrible at communicating things when small

has sat through entire conversations about Big topics™️ while small and only said something when someone asked his opinion on it — every cg in the group has tried to talk him out of the habit, it doesn’t work

practically every person he ever “hated” while big becomes his new favorite person when he’s small — he gets throughly teased for this

Sasha reluctantly lets him sit with her while she plans out whatever protest she’s going to be a part of — she’d never say it but she doesn’t find Spider that bad when he’s regressed

Harper also falls into the reluctant cg status when Spider’s small

Quinni would too if she wasn’t so forgiving and sweet, she could never be reluctant about taking care of anyone and yeah that includes Spider

Darren hates this. But they don’t take it out on Spider when he’s small as they aren’t mean but it’s definitely known when he’s big

his parents suck for a plethora of reasons but especially once he gets his classification — he doesn’t talk about it often or even acknowledge that his home life isn’t great, but sometimes when he’s regressed he’ll get triggered into crying fits over what his parents have said/done

the SLT’s group hate his parents. all of them.

if he can help it, he won’t be at home and will go to a caregivers house or find some activity to do

Ant’s parents also suck so they spend a lot of time at Malakai’s together

if Spider’s regressed and Ant’s around it is pure chaos, absolute madness, the caregivers of the group have to reign them in all the time

Malakai & Amerie are definitely Spider’s favorite caregivers and he’s shameless about it. nobody’s really surprised tho

he also clings to Dusty quite a bit