#backstory coming soon 👀

[tinyperson00]

New character!! He turned out pretty good ✨🫣✨

Ibuki Ankoku -

his name has a deeper meaning if you wanted to look it up to see (that’s the same for all my characters actually)

he is a demon, not part of the 12 kizuki, but strong enough to become a lower rank if he wanted to. He has a small ponytail in the back of his hair if you can’t tell, and some of his hair falls down next to his neck. Ibuki uses a bda called “shattered diamond” (much deeper meaning to his bda that I will reveal soon) I have his backstory planned out, and I intend to draw part of it in the form of a comic so I hope I can get that finished in a couple of days. I’ll also write out his backstory as well along with the comic. I’ll give a little spoiler.. he was Akira’s childhood best friend, which explains his earrings that he keeps even as a demon.

how do you guys like him?? :3

[chrliekclly]

charden is v important to me bcuz they recognize their traumas n each othr...

[2-dsimp]

So Harumu is a home wrecker basically? What if darling was just married for idk tax reasons or just to help a friend? I could totally see darling still saying no to him because what kind of person goes after someone who thinks you’re married?

I also would like to know how many marriages he’s broken up? Or if he would lose interest in darling once they actually want to be with him like in a relationship?

I know if I was with him for whatever reason I would be constantly concerned he’d cheat on me just to feel better about himself 🤷‍♀️ but that’s just me

No, Harumu is only a Homewrecker when it pertains to you specifically. The shapeshifters never intentionally broken up any homes before. And if it did happen, it was accidental as it couldn’t be helped due to his beauty that makes jaws drop to the floor.

Not that he’d entertain such things since Harumu was too in love with themself to even consider dating. Not to mention, the word hookup gave him the ick. The notion of it was disgusting to him, As he knows that he’s the prize. And should be handled and pampered with care long term (aka for the rest of his life).

For a little backstory on his main story which I’m coming out with…soon possibly(?)👀

Harumu is the spoiled ONLY child of his family’s international beauty company. And you happened to be in charge of managing him due to your experience and credentials. But the kicker is that the shapeshifter who was notorious for not wanting a manager to begin with.

Picked you out of the hundreds of thousands of applicants. Applying to manage him because your nonchalance caught his eye. Sure he was offended at first, like

why the hell weren’t you looking at him in awe. Were you blind? He should see your jaw hit the floor alongside that signature “ohmygod” leaving your lips.

How could you not swoon when he struts into the room? He was a goddamned paragon in the flesh.

But all you did was brief him on work schedule and make sure to set up to his preferences. To the exact dot, which he appreciated but scoffed at the same time.

From that day on Harumu was set on making you see the error of your ways of not immediately fawning over their pretty face. By actually trying to seduce someone (you) for the first time in his life.

At first it was to make a point and soothe their bruised ego. But overtime he gradually comes to genuinely care about you other than himself. Which was yet another first for him. So to his surprise when he finally found out you had a husband…

The shapeshifter went ballistic especially with how said husband takes you for granted…But that’s another story for later.

A/n: might change his name title to shapeshifter lol seems like a better fit XD

[thehighladywrites]

The Airhead Chronicles

…and the surprise

pairing: cassian x bimbo reader, inner circle x reader, nesta

summary: Not being able to avoid his family anymore, cassian brings you to meet them, despite the new bond. You all get along great and someone particular catches your eye👀 does the night end as amazingly as it began, though?

warnings: tragic backstory, reader’s mysterious aura is finally explained, i’m so sorry but i’ll have to villainize Nesta in this but I love her and will make a fluff fic with her soon

amara’s note: i’m sorry this took a while, life was kinda hectic but it’s all good now. This is quite a short bc i’m trying to build up some angst…

part one part two part three

“Wha- Rhysie? What are you doing here?” Confusion washed over you as Rhys appeared, equally bewildered.

“This is mine and Feyre’s home, we live here, y/n. What brings you here?”

Your puzzled expression deepened. This wasn't adding up. You were supposed to meet Cassian's friends. Maybe you'd gotten the wrong house.

“I’m visiting my mate's friends. Look, I even baked a cake! Doesn’t it look so tasty?” You held up the cake as you flashed him your usual smile as he nodded absentmindedly.

“You two know each other?” Cassian's raised eyebrows reflected his confusion.

“Cassie, this is Rhys. He’s the friend I’ve been telling you about. You know, the one that helped me move and who I work for.” You introduced Cassian to Rhysand, unaware they'd been friends for half a millennium.

“Y/n, why don't you come inside? Feyre and Nyx are here too. I know they’d be thrilled to meet you,” Rhysand suggested, maintaining eye contact with Cassian, whose expression remained unreadable.

“Oh, I wish we could stay, but we have to like go. Gonna meet my handsome man’s friends, and just between us, they’re like super important people, so I need to prepare myself. But you might now them since you’re high lord.” You leaned in, whispering lowly.

Cassian squeezed your hands reassuringly. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Go ahead and say hi, I’ll just talk to Rhys for a second.”

With a smile, you kissed his cheek and skipped inside to greet with your dear friend Feyre and favorite little guy, Nyx.

Cassians pov:

“You want to tell me how the hell you know her?” Cassian struggled to process the revelation. The idea of you and Rhys already knowing each other left him in disbelief. He couldn't fathom how he was being vexed by your super amazing friend, only to find out he was Cassian's friend too.

“Listen, I didn’t know you were mated or anything. I’ve known her since we were faelings.” Rhysand raised his hands, signaling that he harbored no ill intentions towards you and hadn't done anything wrong.

Cassian backed away, hands on his hips, strolling to the drink cabinet. He grabbed two cups, plopping down on the sofa and ruffling his wings in a mix of frustration and contemplation.

“Rhysie, I’m not going to eat you up, unless you want me to. Come sit down and just talk to me.” Cassian huffed, a hint of amusement in his expression as he noticed Rhysand practically glued behind his desk. With a roll of his eyes, Rhys rounded the table and settled down next to his friend.

They sat in silence, downing their third glass of Rhysand's expensive scotch. A nod from Rhys indicated he was ready to explain everything, and he met Cassian's gaze as he began.

“Alright, so when me and my sister were younger, my father made us switch from our private education in Velaris to Hewn City. The bastard claimed he wanted us to toughen up a bit. It was pure evil if you ask me.” A disgusted expression crossed Rhys's face as he recalled the horrors the new educators put him and his sister through in an attempt to toughen them up. The treatment was truly horrible for all the children there.

“There, I met Y/n and her sisters. They were downright horrendous towards her, and so were her parents because she wasn’t learning as quickly as us. She was also highly sought after due to her beauty and kindness, something her sisters envied. Her father is the Master of Coin, so they're loaded, and they had us do classes together. All the masters' children had classes together, separate from the other children of the city, to showcase how higher educated we were, in my father’s words.”

Rhys sighed, taking a sip of his drink before continuing, “Me and Selene befriended her, and you should’ve seen how jealous her sisters were. As heir, I had a lot of ladies interested in my title, and her sisters were among them. So they spread lies, telling everyone how I was bedding her as mere teenagers when, in reality, I was teaching her the work our educator couldn’t be bothered to teach her. After the rumors spread, her parents pulled her out of school to stay at home and learn her place in the court—how to talk to suitors, how to dress and act in front others with higher titles. She was raised like some sort of prized horse, ready to be sold. It was disgusting, the number of times her parents tried to marry her off for the sake of a title. Every time they tried, I intervened.” He smirked at the memory of your parents angry faces as the high lords son interrupted yet another proposal.

Cassian was shocked, slowly taking in the information as he nuged Rhys to continue.

“So, what happened when you became high lord? Did she stay in the city or did she move?”

“After I became High Lord, I finally banned forced marriages and made it punishable. Her parents suddenly found no need for her, so they told her that she either found someone appropriate herself and convinced me it was love, or they would’ve gotten rid of her.”

Cassian's jaw tightened, his fist instinctively knuckling up. He was seriously one second away from flying there and taking matters into his own hands.

“So I told her parents that she was marrying a well-off lord in the Day Court and that she’d be well taken care of, not that they really cared.”

“And, before you jump to conclusions, yes, I did ask her if I should take care of them for her, but she's not keen on the idea. She's way more merciful than I am. Y/n actually asked me to keep my father as the Master of Coin and, believe it or not, she told me not to kill them. According to her, it's better to let them live and witness her thriving one day. Quite the plot twist, no?” Rhysand smiled at your words, thankful that he had a friend to help him survive back in the city.

His smile faded as he remembered the 49 years he spent away from his family friends and city.

“I got her a house in Aetherian Crest, and she has lived there ever since, even during Amarantha’s reign. The only ones who know she exists are Feyre and, well, Nyx too, but he isn’t old enough to understand that.”

A shared laugh echoed through the room at the mention of Nyx, the thought of the little one adding a touch of warmth to the heavy conversation.

Cassian, still perplexed, glanced between Rhysand and the glass in his hand. He couldn't quite grasp what you worked on and the role you played in his life.

“She says to work for you. What exactly does she do, and why did you have her swear to secrecy with that bargain tattoo?” Cassian's irritation grew as he contemplated the idea of you engaging in something so dangerous that it required an irreversible oath.

Rhysand took a deep breath, sensing Cassian's increasing irritation.

“Y/n handles delicate matters, specializing in extracting information from people. Her bubbly personality and openness make it easy for others to confide in her. Y/n oversees a team, playing a crucial role in our court. She chooses to stay hidden because she doesn’t want the weight of our responsibilities. The intel she gathers is extremely essential; I pass it on to Azriel, who acts based on her information. You know those thrilling missions you love so much? Many are based on her information. She is absolutely irreplaceable and knows everything about every court. I made her swear the same oath that you all have sworn for the protection of Velaris.”

Cassian was stunned, yet it all made perfect sense. It dawned on him that he had shared his childhood and spilled secrets to you in just a few weeks. It had taken him centuries to truly open up to the inner circle, and here you were, extracting information within a matter of days. You were so smooth; he hadn't even noticed it happening. Your ability to weave into his life seamlessly left him both amazed and, oddly, more enamored with you.

It would be insulting to express surprise. Cassian had a hunch that you were doing something extraordinary; he just didn't know the specifics. Now that he had the full picture, he felt an overwhelming sense of pride and admiration, realizing that you were even more remarkable than he had initially thought, if that was even possible.

“What? You thought we only had boring study sessions together? Me and Selene taught her how to spy, just the basics of listening for information; the rest is all her.” Rhysand snorted, raising an amused brow at Cassian while taking a sip of his drink.

Cassian sat back, absorbing the revelation. A mix of awe and admiration colored his expression.

“Damn,” he breathed, his eyes fixed on Rhysand. “I didn't know all this about her. Rhys, I'm proud of her. More than I thought possible. Fuck, I’m falling even harder for her, if that's even possible.”

Rhysand chuckled at Cassian's reaction and clapped him on the shoulder. “Congratulations on the bond, brother. You'll find you fall for her in ways you never imagined. It's normal when you're bonded, trust me. The other day, Feyre showed me a new move she had practiced and I fell even harder.”

With a shared laugh, Rhysand and Cassian returned to the gathering, joining you and the others for dinner. The weight of revelations lingered but was set aside for the warmth of camaraderie, good company, and a meal shared among friends.

—

As he explained that the friends you had come to see were Rhysand and the rest of the Inner Circle, a blush crept onto your cheeks. The realization hit you – you had interacted with them so casually, forgetting for a moment that they were the most significant figures in the Night Court. But they were so nice to you, so did it really matter that you talked about ideal sex positions with the girls?

Seated at the dinner table, everyone enjoyed the meal together. You found yourself leaning into Cassian, the atmosphere around the table filled with laughter, shared stories, and the comforting feeling of being among friends.

Azriel had been sneaking glances at you, not really making much conversation, but occasionally cracked a dry joke or expressed his opinion on topics when asked. He found you interesting, not anything scandalous, he just knew there was more to you, his spymaster instincts picking up a mysterious vibe from you.

Amren just looked at you from head to to, nodding with a tiny movement, one you almost missed, and kept to herself the entire dinner, disappearing the second the food was gone.

Elain had been the most welcoming and openly discussed similar interests with you. She seemed to bond with you the most, appreciating your shared interests. You found her adorable and had complimented everything from her dress and hair to the flowers she planted on the table.

Later, in the sitting room, you and Cassian settled on the sofa, and Elain sat across the room. Eager to chat with her, you sauntered over, sitting extremely close.

Leaning in, you began, “Elain, I find you really, really cute. You remind me of a deer; I love them, they’re so adorable. And i heard tou killed the king of hybern. You’re soo brave!! ” Your words hung in the air, creating a bit of a nervous atmosphere, but Elain let out a small giggle at the proximity and the compliment.

“Ohh, thanks. You’re very pretty too. I like the bows in your hair. And it was nothing really, just protected my sisters.”

Your eyes widened at her cute stutter and the way she squirmed. Gods, she was sooo cute you thought you were gonna die!! You so desperately wanted to be friends with her.

You smiled at her one last time, leaving her with a pounding heart and a nervous smile. You skipped happily back to Cassian who looked mighty amused, ready to enjoy the rest of the evening with his mate.

—

Later during the evening, your arms wrapped around his massive bicep. Leaning your head on it, the warmth of the meal making you sleepy, you scooted closer to Cassian, placing both of your legs on one of his thighs as you rested on his arm.

In that moment, safety, warmth, and reassurance radiates from your mate.

“Cassie, I wanna sleep. M'soooo tired,” you mumbled against his warm skin. His rich laughter rumbled through his body, making you smile like a fool.

Holy fuck, you were so in love with him.

“It’s okay, baby. Do you want me to fly us back to your home or do you want to sleep in my old room?”

You perked up at the thought of seeing his old bedroom, filled with everything that defined him.

“Yes, please! Your old bedroom sounds super cool. Can't wait to see it. And, you know, maybe I could blow you or something?” you said, mundane, as if you were discussing the weather or the latest book you read

Honestly, like, who even cares if anyone hears you talking? It's totally okay to wanna please your mate, right? Ugh, people and their silly fucking rules, it was driving you crazy. If you wanna announce to the world that Cassian fucks you like there’s no tomorrow, then you totally should, no questions asked!

Giggles and laughs filled the room at your crude comment, everyone a bit tipsy after several bottles of wine were shared between you.

—

Cassian's strong and sturdy body carried you on his back as he gave you a piggyback ride through the house, providing a private tour before reaching his designated room in Rhysand's massive estate.

With your boobs pressed softly against his back, you tightened your arms around him, excitedly expressing your dirty wishes for what you wanted to do together.

His arousal was evident as his pants tightened around his cock.

His heart craved to cherish you eternally, eager to bring you joy in every way possible. In this short time, Cassian found himself wholeheartedly falling for you. Filled with a urgency, he yearned to share just how much you meant to him and the extraordinary lengths he'd go, wrapped in those three words and eight letters.

But life wasn’t a fairytale, especially his.

His body froze in shock as he swung open the door, completely taken aback by the unexpected sight of his old lover standing in the middle of his room. Her hands fidgeted nervously before a palpable wave of hatred emanated from her eyes as she shifted her gaze towards you, intensifying the unexpected and shocking nature of her visit.

You, still on top if Cassian, missed the tension in the air as he locked eyes with his old lover. The atmosphere crackled with unresolved emotions.

Cassian, with you still on his back, shifted uncomfortably, trying to gauge the situation.

He took a deep breath, attempting to regain control of the unexpected encounter. “Nesta,” he said her name with a forced calmness that couldn't hide the turmoil beneath the surface. “What are you doing here?”

Nesta's lips curled into a bitter smile, and her gaze never wavered. “I heard you found someone new. Thought I'd see what kind of female you thought could replace me.”

Your heart raced, realizing the depth of the history between them. The room felt charged with a mixture of tension and heartache.

“Cassie, who is she?”

You hopped down, stepping back, a rush of emotions hitting you as you witnessed a scene too familiar. Many before had desired to take you to bed but had never chosen commitment, leaving you with a lingering sense of being used and discarded.

In that moment, you couldn't help but feel the weight of past disappointments. Praying to every god, you desperately hoped this wasn't another painful chapter repeating itself.

Cassian wouldn’t do that to you. He wouldn’t fuck you and toss you aside for a past flame, right?

You were utterly convinced that he couldn’t change that quickly.

So why did doubt and fear take root in you?

And why did his hand tense and curl in when you tried to touch it?

🏷️ taglist: @just-a-social-casualty-1 @wallacewillow0773638 @dominika20hella10black @pinksmellslikelove @hellsenthero @val-writesstuff @paasrin

[000marie198]

Are there any sonic au’s you would recommend? I am trying to find more to get into so would love to know if you have any favourites out there :D

Hello! Oh there are so many! :D I definitely have some favorites and some which aren't favs but are pretty great.

Putting these under the cut because there are so many! And there's definitely more cool AUs that I haven't seen or haven't saved.

Anyways, please enjoy my personal selection:

Seven Years Too Soon by NightFuchia. Basically what if a much younger Sonic accidentally set Shadow free from Prison Island. It has awesome characterization and happens to be one of my favorite stories. The rest of Team Sonic is also present

Brotherhood's Twist by @/drawloverlala even though I don't think it counts entirely as Au but it still sort of does. Unbreakable Bond ageswitch due to Zeti's meddling.

Passion's @sonic-tangled-au . I love it! So very much. The lore and backstories are so good.

Noonui's World Restored in Imbalanced Chaos au. Extremely engaging and good. Has a bunch of world building and fun concepts and lore.

Sonic's Super Totally Awesome Mixtape, though it seems to be discontinued, I'm not sure. It's pretty good so far! Takes place in the movie verse.

@brainworms-all-night-long is working on a Dreamtale Au which I'm hyped for. The tag in use is 'dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery'.

@/the-starlight-project comic is pretty good too. Mystery! And emotions. So many emotions ough.

And there's @the-emerald-isle-au by @0vergrowngraveyard . Very intriguing. 👀

Please do check out the Pandora Au by @/starrjoy. It's great!

The Fair Folk by Irritable_Fabulamancer, this fic is one of my favorites! Team Sonic as Fae my beloved! I love fae AUs.

On that note, if you're alright wanting to read a Fae!AU which is pretty much a sonadow fic, there is also I don't believe in fairy tales [but I believe in you and me]. Fantasy and Fae! Satbk inspired, another one that had me hooked.

My Arms Are Blue by thekyuubivixen and its unofficial, fan-continuation (My Arms Are Blue! Final Four Edition) by PlaystationPassenger. The story doesn't completely count as an AU but I'm recommending them anyway cuz they're really really good and has that watching your own show from different dimension trope. It's also hilarious and fun.

Burning Arrow, Wildfire Heart by Taranea is SatSR novelisation AU with Sonic's other friends present too, it's pretty fun. Not very accurate regarding the desert but it's a good read and I come back to reread it often. Must read in my opinion. Just don't dare use it as guide for desert travel or you'll be shriveled up in the sand somewhere

This fic. Read it, I will not elaborate this one. Just trust me :]

And don't miss out on @shadofiredragon's Legends Never Die fic. It's a future fic! And an awesome one. I won't spoil much but it is so good. She also has lots of fun AUs in the works.

Down the Foxhole series by MoonlitNightin. Sonic Prime AU series which is great! Tails' pov. The Shatterverses have their own Sonics. Engaging and great.

Feel free to check out @/Son1c's 10verse and other AUs. Those are some pretty great ones. Love the different lore and variants given to the Shatterverses in 10verse.

Spirit of the Wind by TrenchCoatGecko. Satbk inspired fantasy au. Sonamy, has focus on magic and lore and other characters as well.

If you'd like some Forces angst with Unbreakable Bond focus, please do read Illusionary are your arms around me by @nixoon-again. The feels will kill you /pos

Chaos Barren by but_why_not. I forgot to add this earlier (this is an edited addition). Takes place in the Blue Devils AU, great story!

Baby Tails shenanigans by @myymi . Tails got turned into itty bitty infant kit. (And also check @0vergrowngraveyard 'baby tails' tag for more little gremlin scenarios)

Myla is also working on @tails-and-the-ink-machine au

Feral au by Oneshot_bravo. Little short stories or drabbles taking place in Unleashed but the werehog is feral yet keeps his memories. Very lighthearted and fun and cute

Three or more foxes form a skulk by @/chiropter36 . Post Prime au fic, loved it! Go read.

Also, @donelywell 'roadtrip! sonic au' and 'Casino Nights Au'

Haven't yet started reading The Fox's Burrow by @/space-gutz but I'm planning to. Recommending it either way cuz I feel like it's gonna be good. Unbreakable Bond but ageswaped au.

@/sonicchaoscontrol comic. Another in-progress au which is also quite intriguing. Sonic jumps through a portal and exits in future where the planet is a mess. The mystery of what and how it all happened and what's going on slowly unfolds.

The Buzzsaw Dillemma by redpenship. I haven't personally read it myself but I've heard many good things about it, especially it's world building.

Incomplete and won't be updated anymore but if you haven't read them yet, DO NOT miss out on Ghosts of the Future and The Murder of Me fancomics by Evan Stanley (spiritsonic) and Gigi Deutrix (gigi-D) respectively. They're a must read. Both are available on DeviantArt.

The Heart of a Monster comic, @/the-heart-of-a-monster. It's in progress and updates regularly. Unleashed retelling, really really good with some extra lore and everyone involved.

Sometimes the Picket Fence isn’t Perfect and Sharp Edges (Sonic Prime AU) series by @/skimmingthesurfaces. I'm holding off the first one to read later, like that one book you've been saving so I'm not sure if it completely counts as an AU, still putting it in recs, and the second one is intriguing so far. I have heard a lot of good thing about the Picket Fence series.

Dark Boom by Smash50. The entirety of Team Dark in the Sonic Boom universe. Alongside it, there's also Boomtober by the same author.

It Always Snows by the 24th by Selendred had me hooked even though it's a oneshot. Great au and would love to see it explored more.

No One said I Wish by SylWritesStuff. One of my fav stories from the Sonic Platonic Fairytale Week event. It's really funny.

Sonic Phantom Forces (SPF) au comic. Sonic Forces au, blue boy gets taken away but not in the way you think, pretty cool story so far. It's in-progress and available on both Tumblr and DeviantArt. @/spfau

If Black Doom tried to be a better father by Tirainy. Don't take this one seriously. It's pure comedy and I love every second of it. Shadow is having a time for sure XD.

Silent Talkers by @brainworms-all-night-long. Takes place in the Prime Bros verse, feels intensified, all the good ones. A must read, trust me.

And speaking of the Prime Bros AU (in which all Shatterverse foxes also got adopted by Sonic and are now brothers), feel free to scroll through the 'prime bros' tag here. So many awesome posts for this particular au by everyone!

There's so many more, cool ones, epic ones. I haven't saved all and I'm probably forgetting some great ones too so I'm leaving this open for others to add. If y'all have more cool AUs, plz add to these (I wanna check em out too)

....

And now a few from the Fanfiction.net site because it doesn't have much audience compared to AO3 and there are some actual gems hidden there;

Premonition by thekiyuubivixen (not entirely an au but it feels like one due to the unique ability Sonic gains)

The Sonic Project by SconnieSA. Rated M but it's a pretty awesome AU and the rating is due to more serious themes and uncensored language in some parts. Highly recommending this one

Survivor's Resolve by DC111. Not entirely an AU but I must rec this fic it's so good and doea havs some AU vibes.

Sonic the Hedgehog: Attorney of Law by thedraconicwerewolf. Ace Attorney type AU with Sonic and Tails as main characters. Not too adventurous but very very fun and interesting and still managed to keep Sonic in character. Though it has a sequel started, I only rec the main story, not the sequal as it seems to be abandoned and isn't needed to be read like them cliffhanger stories.

beLIEve by Meow21. I have only read snippets from this, waiting for this story to continue but it seems to be discontinued. Felt like an epic story too and deserves to be recommended.

Sonic and the Golden Journey. Sonic gets thrown in another storybook, this time it's a children's classic fairytale. Short but very comedic and fun. Go read it.

Tales of a Samurai. I am begging you to read this one, please it's so good. Also by Taranea.

Wonderful and it's sequal Sanctuary by Inflamore for some Unbreakable Bond angst. (Kindly ignore the obliviousness of earlier ff.net for not knowing the meaning of certain symbols, there's nothing of the sort in story, trust me.)

Regrets by MazzyBooks. A high school au of sorts. Sonic centric with some heavy angst. I'm not kidding about the angst part, trust me. It had me hooked from the first chapter though and I believe it deserves a rec.

You need the cracks (to let the light shine through) by king.needlemouse. Istg this is the most underrated thing I've ever come across, it's one of my absolute favorite fics which I can never forget. Do read it.

Within this Nightmare by sonicfan1990. Sonic get transported to an alternate universe which has gone post apocalyptic and his counterpart in that universe has been dead. Pretty great story, lots of angst and everything.

And that's all I could remember and have saved for now. I'm leaving this open to more AU recs (yes even self plugs are welcome) so if you know any I missed, plz feel free to add. I hope you enjoy all these great AUs!

Thanks for the ask!

[yumeka-sxf]

My gosh, I knew today's chapter would just be a short mission, so I wasn't expecting much...but instead we got something incredibly ominous 👀

Between the new illustration and the content of the short mission, I'm fairly certain that a new arc about Anya's backstory is coming up next!

Everyone always thought that Anya's name being spelled "Ania" was just a translation error, but it seems like Endo either decided to work it into the story, or he had it planned from way back then.

For some reason, the last line of the final panel (shown below) was not translated in the official English version. It translates as "her heart suddenly stirs at the mention of her own name."

There's lots of theories floating around about what the emphasis on her name in this chapter means...maybe there actually is another girl named "Ania," maybe the reason Loid couldn't find information on her was because he was looking up the wrong spelling and her name actually is spelled "Ania," maybe the spelling of the name and/or the reason she spells it like that has to do with the whole classical language thing and her being from old royalty, or maybe she never even had a name to spell during her time at the lab, which is why she's thinking so heavily on it in the last panel. Regardless, I'm super excited for such an important upcoming arc like Anya's backstory! December 11th can't come soon enough!

[iamcautiouslyoptimistic]

🦅Russell Adler Headcanons

{Author's Note} Since I'm literally obsessed with this man, I thought I'd post my headcanons for him. All of these are based off of his canon backstory and character with bits of my own speculation thrown in so nothing should be too out of left field here. I may end up posting more of my thoughts on him soon so we shall see. Hope y'all like it and I'd love to hear what you think, as well as any headcanons you guys might have! Tagging @littlemissclandestine for this since she's an Adler fan. Let me know if I did this man justice lol🤭

‼️Content Warning: swearing, suggestive themes‼️

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-Badass asshole

-Takes awhile for him to soften enough to really love someone

-Flirtatious jerk when he has a crush

-Shows he cares through small actions that can be hard to notice, as well as vague, rather backhanded compliments

-Shamelessly stares from behind those glasses of his

-Thinks it’s really cute when you wear his shades but would never admit it

-Stylish with heavy 70s influence

-Probably modeled for a male fashion magazine at some point LMAO

-Definitely knows how to dance

-Seems like the type to meme a bit on British people (specifically Park lol)

-Very sarcastic, sometimes to the point that you don’t realize he’s actually joking because he's always so monotone

-Secretly loves Belgian waffles (this is a reference to that one Bruce Thomas TikTok lol)

-Has a soft spot for the Beach Boys (I mean, look at that 🎶bushy, bushy blonde hairdo🎶 of his)

-Since so many people have asked and teased him about it (I see y'all in the fandom and I will not accept this slander lol) -> his hair isn’t fake, it’s actually pretty soft, very bouncy, he likes styling it

-Very particular about his appearance as it is one of the few things that he can truly control

-Prefers cats over dogs

-Can get obsessive about certain things and lose himself to them (i.e. his search for Perseus) -> Mason quote: “He spent so long searching for Perseus, he didn’t notice when he lost himself.”

-Still struggles with PTSD from his time in Vietnam, which, alongside his obsession with finding Perseus, is what led to his divorce

-Carries a lot of guilt and regret that he doesn’t like to acknowledge

-Started smoking to cope with the trauma of war, now has a nicotine addiction; when he’s really stressed, he chain smokes like a chimney

-Gets restless if he doesn’t have a cigarette

-Doesn’t sleep well and when he does, he usually wakes up every few hours

-Scars - Shrapnel? Abuse? Torture? Animal attack? No one knows and he’ll never tell

-Kiss or trace those scars and he WILL melt

-Difficult for him to let his guard down

-Has a tendency to isolate himself -> Mason quote: "You were never alone, Adler. Only in your own stubborn head."

-Always wearing those damn glasses cuz STYLE but also to hide his eyes to remain as a sort of blank, emotionless slate to other people

-Absent parents who never showed him real love or support as he grew up so he struggles to do the same for others -> they were the reason he joined the army as soon as he turned 18

-When it comes to cuddling, he loves holding you against his chest and running his fingers along your arm, cheek, or through your hair; small but intimate actions like that are his favorite

-Doesn’t like to show emotions at all, even during more intimate moments; he needs some coaxing to relax in that way, which takes time

NSFW Below👇🏻 (it's really not too bad tho)

-Sit on his lap👀

-Will pin your wrists during the sexy times🫣

-EDGING & OVERSTIMULATION

-After his divorce, he's tended to view sex as more of a transaction where both parties are fulfilling needs for each other so he'd be selfish at first but as your relationship progresses, he'd become far more generous

[quodekash]

call me johann sebastian cos im bach

PHEEMPHUM ARE SO BABYGIRL I LOVE THEM

HE STIM

GEIRDJG

hes so adorable omg

hes this 🤏 big

FUCK YEAH MY FAVOURITE DUO

HES MY BOY MY LITTLE GUY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

Im gonna cry I love him so fuking much man

LOOK AT HIM

you dirty fuckin liar

shes truly such a mood this ep, her facial expressions are PEAK

peem is so real for immediately deciding to go to sleep as soon as the semester is over

felt that fr

BBG UR SO OBSESSED WITH HIM, YOU PULLED YOUR PHONE OUT SO FAST

I LOV EHIM SO MUCH HES SO PRETTY HES LIKE A LITTLE BUG

GOEJRBNGDS

BABYGIRL YOURE OBSESSED WITH HIM

my friends to lovers bastards are the greatest

buT NOT AS GREAT AS QTOEY

look at his face

I just love him so fuckin much man

yes. yes I do think that

GONNA FUCKIN SHIT MYSELF

WHAT TH EFUCKKKKK SIR THAT’S BARELY HIS CHEEK

hes kicking and screaming his feet

fuck yes I love me a sleepover

FUCK YEAH WE'RE FINALLY GETTING THE SOUNDWIN MISSING SCENE WE NEVER GOT (where, episode 8 when tinngun leave for fresh air, win rolls over and ends up right next to sound)

HE PULLED HIS FUCKIN BLANKET UP FOR HIM IM GONNA CRY

HE SMILINGGGGGG

bRO

they art shooketh

AND HE JUST APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE

same

this whole scene is just pure chaos, I love it sm

WAIT WHAT THE FUCK

THEY KNEW EACH OTHER WITHOUT KNOWING EACH OTHER???

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

I WAS ALREADY SO EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO THEM

WHYD THEY GIVE THEM THE CUTEST FUCKING BACKSTORY

MILK FRAPPE BOY AND PENCIL PHI 😭😭

👀

do you have something youd like to share with the class, peem?

"sleep like a TOP"?? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN

aight bet, do it again

ayo he actually listened to me, wasnt expecting that

THE FUCKIN DEATH GLARE IS SO FUNNY

HOLY FUCKING SHIT WE GOT THERE QUICKER THAN I EXPECTED

THE SCENE FROM THE PILOT???? WHAT THE FUCK

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

welp. good ep 👍

cant fuckin wait for next week holy fucking shit, we're getting what looks like a qtoey centred ep (and maybe probably a kiss???? holy fucking shit????)

btw next week if that scene goes the way it went in the pilot trailer, you bet your ass another patpran rooftop kiss edit is coming

[thevegandarkelf]

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Multi-Chapter Fics:

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Quarters of the Undead (TWD AU) Coming Soon!

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↣ I prefer to write x OC work. I love creating a character from the ground up and crafting their backstory.

↣ I'm by no means new to the TWD fandom, but I only recently started writing fanfic for it.

↣ Daryl Dixon & Scud Frohmeyer are my comfort characters.

↣ My favorite season of TWD is Season 2. There's something so comforting about the Greene farm era & I'm homesick for it.

↣ My favorite TWD couple is Glenn & Maggie.

↣ I'm an elder emo

↣ My favorite bands are Black Veil Brides, Motionless in White, and Ice Nine Kills

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↣ I've been vegan since I was 23, and I went vegan for animal rights reasons.

Ideas/Works In Progress:

↣ Another Daryl Dixon x OC smut

↣ Something where my OC (who's a doctor) gives Daryl a crash course in women

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↣ The forest scene with Negan featuring my OC

↣ My first installment in the 'Quarters of the Undead' AU

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[iudex-of-dead]

My observations from Ep 4

spoiler alert! If you haven't seen episode 4 yet, what are you waiting for? 👀

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Edit: Sorry for the mistakes in this post, I don't speak English and I use a translator haha

• Okay, I found the whole beginning quite hilarious, from Agatha's apparent "insensitivity" to Sharon's death even she attempts to keep the coven moving on

• I also really liked Alice's backstory about her mother and as Alice is greatly affected by the mere mention of her mother , the internal conflict of Alice is clearly seen

• The passive-aggressive fight about Jen and Lilia hahaha "it was your fault"

• Teen is the guide of the group obviously, these witches would not survive without him

• The whole invocation of a "green witch" xD

Well, I guess Agatha really hoped something good would come out of it, as if she still refused to accept that Rio is the black heart that belongs to the coven ... And well, it's never good to be in denial, right? Haha

• And SHE IS HERE! Welcome Rio 💀🖤

We went from "attempted murder" to shameless courtship?? Helloooo?? "Surprise! Milady 😍🌺"

Agatha's reaction was also pretty funny, she's like "bitch let's keep that in private, u're embarrass me in front of my new bitches and my new son"

• The rest of the episode has quite a few interesting details and a very well-described background story, but I'm sleepy, So I'll just add more Agatha x Rio stuff

• With Rio's interactions towards Agatha throughout this episode I've realized that Rio is Agatha's lapdog, in retrospect it can be seen in episode 1, Rio gives that aura of "I need you like I REALLY NEED YOU" "please look to me"

That whole 'bad girl' image went down the drain the moment she lunged at Agatha and said "I've missed you." And then she proceeded to just do the gayest thing, yes, foreplay with knives and telling Agatha that "yes I do, it's black and beats for u" and licking her hand 🥴

Rio, you don't fool anyone, my dear. That was your way of warning your beloved that she was in great danger without seeing you so weak and needy But clearly YOU ARE weak for Agatha and YOU NEED her (like everyone else on this server lmao 🥵)

Proof of this is that she can't resist hanging around Agatha and she epically fell into Agatha's "trap", Then when Teen is resting from being injured and the other witches are like at a bonfire Rio just seems so casual and confident BUT As soon as Agatha arrives at the party she changes and looks like a scolded child haha

Excuse me??? That passive aggressiveness towards your ex?? Oh, and you have the nerve to chase Agatha 👀

Rio is obviously a lost case, the poor woman is damned in love and blames herself for having ruined her relationship with Agatha which really hurts me!

Agatha was emotionally weak, it was a moment of vulnerability (Because of Teen) in which she let Rio in because they know each other but Rio ruined it by mentioning "that boy isn't your" 😔😭

(really cares about Agatha and wants to protect her, It seems that Rio distrusts Teen or simply does not want Agatha to become too affective with him mistakenly thinking that he is her son)

I guess our queen Harkness will just put her walls back up, I'm very sad for Rio 🥺 Just keep trying and don't give up with your girl!

[romanreignseater]

How Many Licks?!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Tara)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; primarily oral to be honest 😭.

“How many licks doesn’t it take to make Jey come undone?! I guess the world may never know, but Tara does 😏.”

A/N: I’ve just been a such a Jey train right now, but I promise more Roman content coming soon. Also, give me some ideas for Jimmy and Solo as I don’t know what to write for them. My requests and messages are open, so feel free to hop in 💝. (BTW, I may start a little series with Tara and Jey about their backstory 👀).

GIF: @jeysuso

Tara sat on her haunches completely naked, cunt sloppy wet with her mouth wide open, tongue out, and eyes steady on her man’s cock as he stroked it front of her.

Watching his massive hand stroke his length in quick, short bursts. Her chocolate brown eyes fixated on his hard abs flexing and his chest expanding with every deep breath he took. Wanting to reach out so badly, yet just patiently waiting for Daddy’s orders. A loud groan from Jey’s lips made Tara pull her eyes away from his cock and directly to his face.

His lips wet with his saliva, pupils of his eyes dilated, as he peered down to her mouth, agape, and awaiting his arrival. “If I had my phone out, I’d make this my lock screen.” His sudden frisky comment made Tara moan, but also annoyed at his slick antics.

“You look so good like that baby.” The corners of her open mouth peered into a smile at Jey’s comment. But, soon became transfixed on his right hand meeting his balls. Cupping and teasing his own balls, reaching himself to his high before she can… and he knows how bad she wanted to finish him off.

Tara’s palms began to sweat, growing unhappily impatient. Looking up at Jey, Tara looked past her lashes trying to pull off her best begging face.

Jey smirked at the look of desperation on Tara’s face. Always playing like badass at work or in front of her friends, but when it comes to this man… she was nothing more than a submissive little slut.

His ministrations paused, pushing his ass off of the bathroom counter, cock even closer to her than before. Letting his length go, only holding it by the base offering it to her. Sitting up in excitement, Tara wrapped her plump, juicy lips around his swollen head peering up at him batting her lashes.

Jey watched as she suckled down on his dick even further. The soft skin of her tongue meeting his slit and splitting it open to taste what began leaking from him minutes ago. Humming at the taste and Jey hissing at the vibrations Tara gave off.

Slowly, but slowly her head bobbed up and down meticulously, reveling in his reactions. Taking her time, taking his length little by little with each pass, and aimlessly Jey couldn’t help but to watch her head as it seemed to travel further and further to his base.

Breathing heavily, licking his drying lips, and eyes intensely focused on her. He observed every single thing about her; the way her lips wrapped around him tightly, the amount of him she could take, her red nails digging into his thigh, her devilish eyes continuing to peer up at him, and her other hand massaging her clit. The wet sounds of her pussy made him even harder, soon growing impatient himself.

Tara could feel the twitch of his hips, just wanting to use her. And… she wanted him to.

But, he kept his hands to himself. Not wanting to force her to do something she didn’t want. Looking down as his head was up, Tara noticed his blanch white knuckles clinging for dear life on the counter.

Pulling off of his length, breathing heavily and working his sick with the hand that was pleasuring herself, not warranting any loss of stimulation. “Grab my head Daddy and use me.” Jey simply nodded and his hands were removed from the counter onto her head.

The rise and fall of his chest, the sweat that beaded through his abs, the lust in his eyes, and his puffy pink lip tucked between his pearly whites. It made Tara moan inaudibly, the look within him, was the look she loved the most.

Settling her dainty little hands of his thick thighs, she felt as though she was in a daze as Jey’s large hands encased her head. Just the thought of what he was about to do made her dizzy.

Her cunt seemed jealous as with no hands, Jey led his wet, hard length back into Tara’s mouth plunging deep into her throat before pulling out slowly.

He was holding back.

And by now, he shouldn’t be holding back. His thrust were slow and cautious, barely “using her” like she expected. But, she couldn’t help but to watch his length slid in and out of her mouth with ease. The look on his face was that as if he were taking a final exam.

Opening her mouth as much as possible, tongue laid underneath his dick as his kissable stomach seemed to be nearing closer to her before he’d pull away. Living for the feeling of her mouth, Jey picked up his speed and his eyes began to flutter close.

The gentle pace only became faster, and that light grip of his thighs only became tighter. Tara gagged quietly at every thrust of his cock. The Samoan could do nothing, but grunt, pant, and moan.

The pleasure of Tara’s mouth only soothes him to go faster, and grip her head harder. The pace at which he was driving into her mouth and the amount of cock that was stuffed into her mouth, causing her choke and tears riddling her eyes. Spit coating his dick and falling out of the corners of her mouth dribbling down to her chin and breasts.

“Fuckkk baby, that mouth is too good.” His head titled all the way back, indulging in the immense pleasure. Tara removed his length from her mouth, still stroking and tonguing down his spit coated tip. “Then why don’t you use some more?!”

He didn’t have to be told twice.

Placing the tip back at her spit ridden lips and hands now behind her back, she boasted. “Go ahead… you know you want to.” His eyes shifted from a beautiful brownie to a dark paradise. With Jey’s fingers extremely grasping her head tightly, he watched as he slid his cock back into her mouth smoothly.

His hand moved from the right side of Tara’s head to the back of it, plunging his cock to the back of her throat. Trying her hardest to not cough, she felt his shaft entered her throat. Closing around him, he shuddered at the right feeling. After a couple of thrusts, he pulled out allowing her to catch her breath.

Spit littered her lower face as she stroked him and re-entered him back into her mouth. Giving him all the power, she allow him to push her head down all the way. Both of his large hands held her down with pressure as her nose was buried in his light bushel of hair.

Tara’s throat constricted around Jey’s girthy cock, his moan could have been heard from all the way downstairs. He enjoyed the feeling, eyes rolling to the back of his head as her throat continued to open and close on his dick.

Her fingers tighten around his thighs, wanting to come up for air like a diver. He pulled himself from her luscious mouth and they both breathed heavily in unison.

His eyes admired the spit string that connected from her lips to his cock. Teasing him by sliding her finger across his sensitive tip back and forth. “Hurry and finish that shit in my mouth, so you could fuck me already. My pussy’s been waiting for too long.” Tara’s badass character was really coming to play, demanding that he cum so that he’d ruin her.

Her hand tighten around his length as he watched with flushed lips and eyes. But, it didn’t take long for him to perk up and re-grasp her head. She helped guide him back into her warm mouth and he immediately held her to his nestle of curls. Jey pulled his shaft out slightly to allow her to breathe through her nose, but he pumped into her triumphantly not too long after.

Switching from holding to pumping, Tara only grew even more impatient. Slowly reaching down, she earnestly rubbed her hot slick, moaning around his length with her eyes closed.

Her fingers slid through her cunt so easily, clit throbbing yet lying in wait. The vibrations of her moans only made the Uce groan louder. Pulling his eyes back up, he tentatively watched as she played with herself.

“Keep touching yourself mama, Daddy’s gonna get to that pussy in a second.” Thrusting shallowly and faster, Jey began reaching his high. “Make sure it’s ready for me, cause I’m gonna fuck you up.” His words elicited more moans and slick from Tara.

He panted and groaned loudly once more, before stalling her head at his base. Letting all of his seed fly straight to down her throat. Tapping his thigh in a hurry, he let go of her allowing her to pull off of him completely. “Lemme see baby.” With her life flashing before her eyes, she slowly open her mouth and pulled out her tongue proving it shot right down her throat like he’d wanted.

“Good baby, now get yo’ ass in that room for me, cause this bout to go on… all night long.”

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THE END.

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[yandereworlds]

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[wanderersbell]

illusions beneath the soil

wanderer x gn!reader

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: spoilers for scara’s backstory, this boy is TRAUMATIZED, nightmare, brief mention of blood/surgical tools, mentions of death

word count: 2712

✧.* a/n: i decided to do a little something i haven't done before, so you might notice that the way i refer to scara switches at certain points in the story 👀 i wanted to play around with his other names as he reconnects with different memories from the past, probs won’t do this again but just thought it might be kinda neat teehee. enjoy!

it’s cold and lonely, laying on the ground in front of this tree. the roots are long, abnormally so, and they snake around his limbs tightly, holding him down and pulling him into the earth. he’s not sure where he is, but he’s confident that it’s a dream when he notices the red hue of the sky, like an ocean of blood hanging overhead. 

the dark purple leaves of the tree sway above him in a way that’s almost dizzying, and scaramouche drops his head forward in an attempt to get his vision to stop swimming while the branches tug him deeper into the ground.

part of him wants to panic as his head begins to sink into the soil, but another part of him feels calm, almost serene. as soon as the crimson view of the sky is out of sight, the feeling of cold earth around him disappears and all he can feel is a hard flat surface underneath him. 

pushing himself to his knees, scaramouche finds himself in some sort of pitch black void. the only light source is a sharp sliver of light a few feet in front of him, coming from seemingly nowhere. the sound of movement startles him into alertness and when he squints against the dark, a tall figure starts to stand out, walking slowly towards him. 

“isn’t this what you wanted?” the voice asks him calmly, almost airily. it sounds familiar, so much so that he freezes and strains to listen. it tugs on a part of his mind that he hasn’t acknowledged in many years and for a moment, he feels like the naive, inexperienced version of himself from long ago. 

“i did this for you,” the voice is soft and even, but carries an edge of anger directed towards him that fills his stomach with dread. “you should be grateful.”

approaching the shaft of light that cuts through the void, their feet reach the light first, and then their legs. when the lower part of their body fully comes into view, he notices they have something grasped tightly in their hand. 

a bloody, still beating heart. 

he realizes who it is all at once, and the shock leaves his limbs cold and numb. 

“niwa,” he chokes out, eyes widening in horror as the man’s face comes into view. he looks the same as scaramouche remembers, broad and delicate with the aura of a leader—but now there’s a deep sort of disgust on his face as he looks down at the puppet he once considered family. 

the heart in niwa’s hand pulsates faintly, drops of blood dripping down and splattering onto the floor by his feet. a wave of nausea rolls through him then, and he has to reach up and cover his mouth as a heave wracks his body. 

“kabukimono,” niwa says sharply. “was this not enough for you? a heart of your very own?”

scaramouche shakes his head and tries swallowing down the lump in his throat. “no- i…”

“no?” the man repeats somewhat incredulously. “it wasn’t? what more could you possibly want?”

he shakes his head again, mouth opening and closing helplessly as he fails to find words. the confusion and anguish he felt in tatarasuna so many years ago, when escher had informed him of niwa’s betrayal, pierced his chest like a hot knife. 

it feels like he’s back there again, standing brokenly in front of the malfunctioning furnace while a blackened box drops from his charred fingers. it should have hurt, should have made him wince and grit his teeth, but he felt nothing. all of the pain was inside, buried deep in his being. 

how could he do this? the kabukimono thought sadly. i thought we were…

“family.” he whispers out loud, staring up at the man in front of him through teary eyes. “we were family.”

niwa raises a brow at this, mouth curling into a sardonic smile. “were we really? are you so sure?”

he knows this version of niwa is only a figment of his imagination, a false memory he’d been fed that haunted him for far too long. a lie. but it hurts all the same, to see someone he had once loved so dearly giving him such a cruel, cold smile. 

“yes,” he exhales shakily, willing his voice not to waver. “and it’s not true. you didn’t- you wouldn’t-“ he chokes down a sob.  

“you never betrayed me.”

it was niwa’s very heart inside of that box escher had given him that saved the kabukimono from the resentful smoke in the fire that day. the purity, the courage, the love that lived within him up until his last moments had shielded him from the wrath of the fire that threatened to corrupt him.

he took him in, taught him everything he knew, treated him like everyone else even when he was so sure he would never fit in with humans because of his identity.  

niwa would never betray him. 

so why, then, did he believe the vile man who fed him the lie in the first place? 

was he truly so disheartened by getting dismissed at tenshukaku when he went by boat for help? was he truly so weak? he should’ve doubted the man, been able to see the blatant lie before him. 

“i shouldn’t have believed him,” the kabukimono whispers to the towering figure of his friend who grins down at him with a frightening malice the real niwa never had. “you never would’ve done this, why did i believe him?”

the small patter of footsteps approaching behind him has the puppet whipping his head around to watch as a second, much smaller figure runs into the light. 

“it’s you,” he says breathlessly as the little boy he had once lived with stands before him. he’s expecting to see the smile he always had on his face, but instead, he’s met with wet eyes and trembling lips. 

“why couldn’t you save me?” the boy murmurs, and the kabukimono notices that he still looks deathly ill, just as he had the last time he saw him. his body is frail, his cheeks are sunken in and his eyes dull and hollow. 

the ratty charred doll swinging from his left hand triggers another wave of memories that wrap tightly around his neck and knock the air out of his lungs. 

he tried. he tried so hard to care for the boy, to cure his sickness and stay by his side. in the end, there was no winning against fate when it made its final call. 

“i-i’m sorry…” the kabukimono chokes out, tears beginning to fall from his eyes and down his cheeks in fat droplets. his face is twisted up in distress, body shaking pitifully as gravity seems to weigh him down more than usual. 

the boy sniffles and coughs weakly, lifting a shaking hand to wipe at his wet nose. “why couldn’t you? you promised we’d stay together.” 

why couldn’t he?

why did he believe him? why couldn’t he save him? why couldn’t he protect the people he loved?

was it because he lacked a heart, or was it because he just wasn’t worthy of having a family? what right does he have to try to belong with humans when he couldn’t even save the ones that mattered to him?

“what a riveting show.” a sinister, bemused voice cuts in. scaramouche’s entire body freezes and his stomach jumps into his throat, dread and fear prickling at his skin. 

slow, steady clapping fills the air as a third figure approaches the puppet who slowly tilts his head to the side and watches with horror filled eyes as the one who caused it all stops before him. 

dottore has a wicked grin on his lips as he takes in the scene, the top half of his face hidden by his beaked mask. “a lovely reunion indeed, if i do say so myself.”

the clapping subsides and scaramouche’s eyes follow as the harbinger slips a hand into his pocket and pulls out an item that sets his nerves ablaze. 

the electro gnosis. 

that’s mine, he thinks helplessly, too grief stricken to speak out loud, too overwhelmed by the paralyzing memories. 

“what’s wrong? aren’t you happy to see this?” dottore mocks cruelly, shaking the gnosis around under the light so it glints and reflects into the darkness. 

scaramouche’s eyes don’t follow it though, gaze fixed on nothing under the onslaught of emotions flooding into him. he doesn’t need to breathe, but he still feels like he’s suffocating as the cold icy hands of the past clutch at him tightly. 

he can feel the ghost of needles and blades piercing his skin from the endless experiments he endured at the hands of the harbinger, and it’s almost unbearable. he lived, but only because he couldn’t die. it was painful, so painful he doesn’t know how he managed to push through it. 

the furious glower from niwa, the tear stained confusion from the boy, the satisfied smirk from dottore—the three figures step forward slowly and close in on the puppet where he’s glued to the floor, surrounding him until he knows there’s no way out. 

“i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry,“ scaramouche rushes out, the words leaving him in a panic. “i should’ve been stronger, i should’ve known better, i should’ve-“ he cuts himself off. 

“i never should’ve been born at all.” he sobs, shoulders and head dropping weakly. 

if i just never existed, the puppet thinks blearily. if they just hadn’t known me…

but even then, their fates would not be any different. he knows, because he tried. he threw himself into the flow of irminsul and wished himself away without a second thought so that everyone he killed could be saved. 

but such a thing wasn’t possible. 

there is no changing what has already happened. those who died will still die, and those who lived will remain. history may be able to rewrite itself, but the sequences of fate will not budge. 

“you’re allowed to forgive yourself, y’know?” a warm, familiar voice fills his head. your voice. 

“but i don’t deserve it.” scaramouche responds meekly, gaze falling to the floor. the three figures around him are still slowly surrounding him, but his attention never strays from the sound if you in his head as he remembers your words. 

“you’ve been given a special opportunity to start over, to redefine yourself.” his eyes widen at this as realization settles into him. “you shouldn’t let yourself spend another lifetime believing lies.”

that’s right. 

the things that happened to him, the things he did because of it—they no longer define him. this is a new life, one where he could keep moving forward. he had loved, lost, and learned. he may not ever be able to forgive himself, but he sure isn’t going to pity himself any longer. 

snapping his eyes back up to the harbinger that stands only centimeters away, tall and menacing, scaramouche wills his trembling brows into a frown and grits his teeth. 

“you have no right to speak to me, vile scum.” he spits. 

dottore tsks and dangles the gnosis in front of the puppet’s face. “that’s certainly no way to talk to somebody who turned you into a god, shouldn’t you be-“

“you used me,” scaramouche reminds him, snatching the gnosis out of his hand and throwing it as far as he could manage into the void behind him. “i’m done playing your games.”

the figure of dottore fades in and out for a moment, like it’s struggling to remain present. “haven’t you learned by now? you’re only useful as a pawn. you can’t save anyone, they’ll leave you no matter what.”

scaramouche shakes his head. “they didn’t leave. you killed them.“

the harbingers image momentarily flickers to escher before returning to normal, and the puppet clenches his hands into fists. the one who murdered niwa, the one who caused the curse to grow out of proportion and spread the illness that took the boy, the one who used his body for worthless research, scaramouche can hardly stand to look at him. 

“your words mean nothing to me now.” he hisses, trying not to show how much he struggles to get the words out of his mouth. “get out of my sight.”

chest heaving, scaramouche squeezes his eyes shut. when he opens them again, the dark space around him is almost blindingly white, and dottore is nowhere to be found. 

niwa and the boy are still at his sides, but instead of their upset expressions from before, they stare down at him fondly, almost proudly. 

the warm, gentle familiarity in niwa’s eyes and the reassuring smile from the boy set loose another wave of emotions, but this time, they’re ones of relief and guilt. 

“i’m sorry,” he whispers for the nth time, voice trembling. 

“you have nothing to apologize for.” niwa shakes his head and reaches a hand out and rests it on top of scaramouche’s head, the way he always had when the puppet carried out a task successfully or said something that made the group laugh fondly. 

“but i shouldn’t have left the island-“

“you couldn’t have known.” the man insists. “not even i knew until it was already too late. he took advantage of all of us, but you’re the only one who still lives on and has to remember such a horrible event. cut yourself some slack.”

before he can respond, the boy, looking much stronger now, walks over to stand beside the man and lifts a tiny arm to wipe at the tears slipping down scaramouche’s cheeks. his hand is warm and soft against his skin, a touch far more delicate than he’s used to receiving. 

“it’s okay,” the boy reassures him. “you tried your best, you did everything you could.”

“i wish i could’ve done more.” he admits quietly. always having been much too wise for his age, the boy nods in understanding. 

“and i wish the world had been kinder to you.” his smile almost looks sad for a moment, but it’s gone as soon as it appeared when niwa places his other hand on top of the child’s head and ruffles his hair. 

another wave of tears spill from scaramouche’s eyes. sitting here, with the memory of some of the most important people he had in his life showing him forgiveness and kindness, he thinks that maybe, someday, even he could learn to forgive himself. 

but memories are fleeting things, and the images before him slowly start to grow transparent. stay, he wants to tell them. don’t leave me again.

but he can’t bring himself to be selfish in this moment, not when he was so sure he would never see them again. as their hands become featherlight and they begin to fade away, he gives them his best attempt at a smile, trying to convey the words he can’t find within him.  

and then he’s alone again. 

the wanderer wakes with a shaky inhale, eyes snapping open to darkness. this time, though, it’s a darkness that he recognizes. 

as the tension in his body melts and the racing thoughts in his head slow to a trickle, he notices your arms wrapped securely around him just as they had been when the two of you fell asleep only hours before. 

he remembers your voice in his dream, how the things you had said to him on a night previously when he had told you about his past came back to him when he needed to hear them again. he remembers niwa, the boy, dottore. 

his eyes are wet, and he realizes he must have been crying in his sleep. as his vision adjusts to the light, he squints to make out your features and finally feels the remnants of the dream leave his mind. your features are slack and peaceful, breathing rhythmic and even as you sleep soundly. 

safe. he’s safe. 

trying to ignore the pathetic way his chest swells with warmth, the wanderer ducks forward to tuck his head under your chin and grips your shirt in his hands as he presses as closely to you as possible, letting the rest of his tears soak into the fabric. 

“thank you.” he mumbles into the silence. 

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Heya, folks! Look what the tide brought! It's ma girl!

☆☆☆☆SCORPION!HARUMI☆☆☆☆

Click to see all the details and extra info!

If you just got here, this is Harumi Hasashi in her Spider Gwen Era!

This is a reality where Harumi became the Scorpion of the Shirai Ryu!

I wrote an entire backstory for her and had lots of fun brainstorming with my gal @mikka-minns, and you can find it all right here (I recommend you read the reblogs too 👀)!

And as I was specially inspired, I also made a second design! May I introduce you to:

☆☆☆☆Sub-Zero!Lisa Liang☆☆☆☆

She was Minnie's idea!

Lisa Liang is the forgotten Sub-Zero Sibling, but here she has a special role being Harumi's main Sub-Zero rival and love interest!

Lisa's personally is quite similar to Kuai Liang in Battle of the Realms. She is driven by her emotions, devoted, dedicated and extremely stubborn!

But her tough exterior hides a bold and gentle heart! She is extremely caring of her family and those she consider friends and allies. Never dare to cause harm to her loved ones, you do not wish to be on the receiving end of her wrath!

Much like her older brother, Bi-Han, Lisa has gathered countless enemies, to which would prove to be too much for a single warrior, luckily for the Cryomancer, she is not alone, for her guardian, her Scorpion, her lover, Harumi Hasashi, dutifully and loyally fights alongside her in every battle!

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You met the Girlfriends! Now allow me to introduce you to some other members of this AU!

KUAI LIANG:

Youngest of the Sub-Zero Siblings! Being 9 years younger than Bi-Han and 3 minutes younger than Lisa, Kuai had to learn form a young age how to stand his ground so he wouldn't be bossed around by their own siblings!

Naturally born leader and wise beyond his age. He and Lisa lead the Lin Kuei to a new era of prosperity as defenders of Earthrealm!

Kuai was the first to reach out and seek to make peace with Harumi, once she had proven deserving of his forgiveness.

As he was also under the Scorpion's protection, he had spent plenty of time with her, and they soon became close friends, they would confide to each other from the most mundane to the deepest secrets.

He was the first Harumi confided her love for Lisa. And he was also the first Lisa confided her love for Harumi.

He told both the same thing: Well, wasn't that obvious?

BI-HAN (AND SAREENA)

The oldest of the Sub-Zero Siblings, Bi-Han is known to be ruthless, cruel and merciless to all his enemies!

And though he lives up to his reputation, few know that he is not beyond merciful acts, "never women and children" is his one rule!

And even after he was swallowed by darkness and driven to madness under Quan Chi's spells, this one rule remained.

With one solemn exception: His murderer, the Scorpion of the Shirai Ryu.

For years, he sought revenge. And he would fight anyone who dared to stand in his way, even his own twin siblings.

He felt betrayed the first time they fought. Betrayed, heartbroken, confused and extremely angry! He could not comprehend why his own siblings would chose this Shirai Ryu, his killer, over him!

He would keep fighting them for years, each time more aggressively, more heartbroken, till one day his sister stood bravely between him and his prey, "If you want her, you will have to kill me first" she told him. And as much as he hated his siblings at that moment, he could never hurt them.

He disappeared after that fight, back to Netherrealm. He could not comprehend, couldn't fathom why his sister would ever put her life in such a risk for some Scorpion!

He stayed in hell for the years to come, but not alone. He had made himself a friend, a demon called Sareena. She was nice to him, and dreamed with a life if freedom, out of Netherrealm.

He liked to hear her escape plans, and after some time, he even started to come up with some plans of his own and brainstorm with her. Till one day, they managed to escape!

Sareena was happy, she bounced and giggled happily, regarding her new surroundings in awe.

Bi-Han loved that sight of her. He loved her. And he would never let anything or anyone hurt her!

And it hit him.

Why his sister would not let him hurt that stupid little Scorpion.

Bi-Han never apologised to Harumi for trying to kill her. He never even apologised to his own siblings. He never felt he truly owed them an apology.

But he did tell them he would not let any harm come to them. To any of them.

Kuai, always the diplomat, invited him and Sareena to join them for lunch someday.

"We will see..." was his only response, "we will see..."

HANZO HASASHI

Harumi has met Hanzo twice in her life.

First time she met him, was when they were kids. He came to her village one day, and requested the Grandmaster himself to give him a home to live and in exchange he would train to become the greatest of all warriors!

It was a bold request for such a small child, but Harumi never doubted him, much due to her own ambitions being quite similar, if not the same as his!

Harumi, dreamed of being Scorpion!

It did not take long before the two of them started to get along! They would play together and when the time came, they started to train together!

They had a pact, the two of them: "We will help each other become the best warriors of the clan! And whoever becomes Scorpion names the other as their second in command!"

One pact they dutifully kept! Harumi was named Scorpion and she took Hanzo as her Second in Command, and in that same day, she also took him as her husband.

Harumi loved Hanzo deeply. And together they build a home for themselves and their son. They were her world.

But that world was brutally taken from her. Hanzo was taken from her. And from that day on, she would never be the same.

The second time she met Hanzo he was not quite her Hanzo.

He was from another reality, one in which he was named Scorpion and she was his Second in Command. She was also his wife, mother of his son, his world. World that was also brutally taken from him.

He was not exactly like her Hanzo, even if subtly, she could tell he was his own person, but happily, he was a person she grew to adore!

He was lovely, with the biggest of all heats. She could tell his Harumi was loved by him.

Their meeting was quite a necessary event, things buried deeply in their hearts finally found their say out and a feeling of peace hovered above them.

Closure was found. And with it, a newly found need to move on!

They were quite similar, this Hanzo and Harumi. There was much about their lives they shared, good and bad.

But it was when he confided his love not for her but for his world's Kuai Liang that she realised another similarity:

That Scorpion is bound to fall in love with Sub-Zero.

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Oh Hey! You made it!!! How you liking this AU so far?

Have any ideas? Questions? Suggestions? Please share them all! I would love to make this AU grow!!

@mikka-minns, my darling! Again, thank you for the ideas! I hope you are enjoying this AU specially! Lysm💛🩷💛🩷💛🩷

Also, please, have some icons!💛💙

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New OC time!!

So…we all know Deltarune, right? ovo

As I’ve become viscerally obsessed with it over the years, it only makes sense to introduce you to an OC I’ve made for the franchise^^

Let me introduce you to Retra! The preppy, curious, fun-loving 80s themed printer girl!

Residing in the famed Cyber City, she spends her days making beautiful printer pieces for her cyber citizens! Living an artist’s dream. At night…

Sneaking away to meet someone…?👀

Ooo, mystery! (Except not really as is clearly depicted in the above picture)

This calls for a backstory!

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The earliest of her memories…was not the most pleasant. Far behind in a long abandoned alleyway, a musical trio had been wandering around looking for scraps when they came across something heart-rending.

The three were shocked! It was a new face…roughed up and unconscious behind a sewer grate.

“What should we do? They need our help!”

But it was hardly worth pondering. You don’t just leave an unconscious person stranded in an alleyway.

“K_K, quick, help us take her back to the shop!”

“We can’t allow any mademoiselle to be left on the streets! Hurry! She needs us!”

They promptly ran her to their scrap shop. Soon, slowly, she came to. Awaking confused, but grateful for the rescue. It seems…she really remembered nothing. Not even what led to her being in such a scrappy state. Nobody seemed to recognize her either. A new face, no story.

Well, no point in dwelling on it for now. The trio happily volunteered to clean her wounds, give her plenty of refreshments and even offer her an old jacket of theirs to keep her warm.

They all got along very easily.

Spending some time together, she couldn’t help but reflect the best of their personalities. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a little empty.

Then, a new proposal!

“Hey, we love you hangin around…”

“But why don’t we take a trip downtown!”

“We know some folks you might like to meet!”

“Can I come too?”

“You always go with us, K_K.”

And so they journeyed deeper into Cyber City, arriving to introduce their new friend…

To the Addisons!

Oh the adoration, the sympathies. It was like they had seen a lost puppy.

They were willing…no, insistent on taking her in! They treated her like she was one of them. And while Retra was always welcome back at the scrap shop, she felt like the city really gave her room to breathe! It was really her element.

Finally free to build her identity, the Addisons gleefully gave their new member of the Ad family a fresh makeover!

But their craft was yet finished! Soon enough, Retra was taught the way of the advertiser.

But their true ambitions were in the arts. So, confiding in their musical friends, they created their own print shop from borrowed scraps and started her journey as not only an Addison, but a commissioner!

And it's going smooth! Well, it was for a while at least. Since this strange "outage", business has been quite slow. But she aims to keep her head up high!

Something strange though... "Rose" Addison, at some point pulled her aside to warn her about a certain...someone. She was not allowed near THAT dumpster so long as she was living with them.

The warning was vague...just that this mysterious individual got corrupted somehow...and she doesn't want to see the same happen to them. A kind enough gesture, they supposed but...

Yeah it didn't go very far.

One night, deciding not to wait for the garbage person, they decided against the Addisons' wishes and took matters into their own hands. It was just one small trip after all, what harm could it do? Maybe something interesting would finally happen after a long streak of slow business and boring empty shifts.

And Interesting things happen, they did. Of course, this is where she met her scrappy little friend and well...perhaps that's a story for another time^^

The little retro rebel kept sneaking out to see him night after night, getting up to ridiculous shenanigans and wondering how the Addisons could ever keep her from such a funny little soul.

She just couldn't help but be drawn to him! After all...he reminded her of a certain someone else who once wound up stuck in the gutter...

...

<3

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IWTV S3 Musings - Louis Going Forward

I've been seeing posts in the tags, and just wanna urge LDPDL fans (esp. show-only fans) who fear that Louis won't have anything to do after S2, not to freak out just yet. No, he doesn't show up in the books as much as Lestat, ofc, but if AMC's smart they'll realize that there's plenty of book!Louis content to keep Jacob around!

We've gotten plenty of assurances from Rolin Jones that they've no intention of sidelining Louis, as Loustat's endgame (a la Blood Communion). (But Rolin's also fanboyed nonstop how much he's been waiting to do TVL and focus on Les's story & adventures. Ofc, intent & execution are 2 different things, so forgive us, Rolin, if the fandom's side-eying y'all.)

Louis taking an active role in Owning the Night and dropping his address so the vamps can take him on is a BOLD move; I love it. Rolin said waaay early in S1 that they made AMC!Louis stronger and with more of a backbone than book!Louis, and he definitely is. Plus, AMC!Lou has the Fire Gift--one of the most powerful attacks in a vampire's arsenal. So I imagine that S3 will be pretty busy for Louis--in contrast to the fandom's hilarious headcanons that Louis'll be minding his business at home crocheting and doing yoga while Lestat's making a fool of himself on tour. 🤣 He' pretty much gearing up to be Louis the Vampire Slayer! Guillermo! Take notes!

While book!Louis isn't in TVL (Lestat's backstory), he comes back in QotD when Loustat get back together again. So we have a lot to look forward to there, as Lestat tries to get all the vamps' attention so they stay AWAY from Louis & fight Lestat instead--culminating in Les' disastrous Death Valley concert when Akasha appears.

Loustat has a lot of romantic scenes together as Les starts courting Lou again, asking him to come his concerts & watch him perform--so I hope AMC gives us some backstage lovin', showing Lou as "Monsieur le Rockstar's" boyfriend, b4 all hell breaks loose & Akasha takes Les away. :(

Book-plot wise though, the elephant in the room is ofc TotBT, and David Talbot. 🤮 We don't know yet how far AMC's going with Raglan James, and if they're incorporating that book into S3, or saving his schemes for the new Talamasca series and holding Raglan's fight with Lestat until S4. 👀

Aside from Les, TotBT is a VERY important moment for Louis' character development, too. I've already explained Louis' HIGHLY significant role in that book, and how Louis' choices impact Lestat going forward with Memnoch. So we'll have to wait and see if Raglan shows up again any time soon.

I PRAY that "others we can't tell you about yet" means Raglan, and NOT that racist pedo David Talbot. Everyone knows David was conjured up as AR's Replacement-Louis when she didn't wanna write anymore sad & depressed mopey vampires anymore. So instead we get that closeted colonizer David, and AR got butthurt when people didn't like him, LOL (esp. not in Merrick, oof!). 😂

But tbf, the QotD majorly improved David's character, removing every bit of his problematic context, to just focus on his role in the Talamasca, tracking down vampires like Marius; which is smart.

So I say AMC could/should either:

do what QotD did: water David down to make him less problematic

give his role as Les' sidekick to Daniel--maybe providing context for how/why Daniel was Turned; if he's still human during Les' tour (in the S3 promo), and gets injured by Raglan, so Armand swoops in & saves him

give his role to as Les' sidekick to Louis, Mr. & Mrs. Smith style, as they fight Raglan together (cuz book!Louis already said he'd kill Raglan if he ever saw him). Does AMC!Lou have beef w/ him for snooping around w/ Daniel in S2? 👀

So yeah, there's a lot of action-packed potential for Louis in S3; that takes him beyond his grief over Claudia (esp. since we won't have Merrick as the following book/season)--unless ghost!Claudia is a thing and she becomes a Problem™️. But that's way too close to the plot of Blackwood Farm, which I'd prefer AMC do instead--esp. since that way we can still get Merrick Mayfair come in as a crossover.

That's so precious! 😍

A cleansing, amen! I can't imagine what Jacob had to go through, playing Louis! Method acting is REALLY hard, esp. with mentally ill & chronically insane characters--we all saw what it did to Heath Ledger! And look at Joaquin Phoenix, out there literally starving himself, jfc.

Nah, we get you, Jacob.

Jacob, I've been saying it since S1: YOU WERE ROBBED OF YOUR EMMYS. I effing hate AMC for not doing you the justice you deserved and making sure S2 could at least qualify for a nomination. I'll never forgive them for it; esp. cuz you can bet your arse they won't fumble the ball in The Vampire Lestat's season; oh nooo~! 🙄😒 White Lestans can gaslight TF out of us all they want, minimizing our trauma & pain & rightful suspicions, but Black actors have been shafted by Hollywood bureaucracy & shenanigans since it's effing inception, and IDGAF what anyone says--once is an accident, twice is a pattern!

He really is. But I get so mad & so offended that Jacob's immense talent and Louis' incredible character arc is shunted to the side by critics & viewers alike. Brad Pitt put literally ZERO effort into Louis and it showed; meanwhile Jacob's out here giving the acting performance of a lifetime. But people won't STFU about Lestat's hair.

EIGHT SEASONS!? Motherfudger, wtf!? XD I'm all for it, but y'all are gonna have to speed up how long it takes to film & air each season--at 2+ years per hiatus, 16 years is way too much, even for the Supernatural fandom. And LBH, Jam Reiderson & Eric are NOT gonna make it 16 years in the face department.

That is so beautifully put, Sam. ISTG, when is he publishing his doctoral dissertation on TVC already!?

FACTS! I have hope for S3. It's perfectly OK to tonally shift and switch MCs! So long as you're not neglecting & disrespecting THE titular vampire--hasn't Louis suffered enough?! 😅 I'm excited for where S3 takes him.