#but i apologise in advance if it takes a lot of time to draw everything

[muscariii]

Alright, the people have spoken (thanks for voting in the poll !!).

I have some free time like I mentioned. So. I can do some requests.

It doesn't have to be Morrowind specifically. If anyone's wondering I've also played Skyrim (can't even count how many times) and Oblivion (though only the main quest). But doesn't have to be just elder scrolls either!! I have a lot of ocs as well so yeah 👉👈 In my intro post I have other games/media I like and am familiar with.

Basically as long as it's within my abilities I'll try to do it! :)

Also if you've got a nerevarine I'm happy to draw some interactions with other characters. Basically I can draw silly stuff, serious stuff, whatever. Have fun.

My goal is to just have fun and do something for you guys while I'm at it :3

[onelastskip]

oh joyous day, my our life now and forever mc, Rena Michou!

Just a bunch of doodles for now I'll do a full body ref and make it purettyy later, maybe… ahh side note i need to learn how to draw tam and qiu qwq something just doesn't look quite right.

and now time to ramble about her: (warning very long)

EDIT: WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME IT SAYS 8W3??? she's supposed to be a 8w7 😭😭😭

She was pretty stand-offish and cold to Tam and Qiu when she first met them, she did not like Qiu at all, from her perspective her Ma's moved her to this town in the middle of nowhere, she accidentally goes into someone's backyard (clearly no way for her to know smh) but she's being the better person and apologising only for him to make fun of her??? Terrible manners. Not only that but he's a show off and has an insufferably smug grin. Not to mention he acts like he knows everything (it's okay when she does it, she's not from a random town in the middle of nowhere).

She still lets him tag along when she goes to find the mystery air plane sender because she's nice like that (how hard was that jeez!) And while Tamarack is loud, she looks a hell of a lot better in comparison to Qiu. Anyway this goes on for a bit with her being annoyed at basically everything he does and tolerating his presence because she's nice (it's because of Tamarack and her Ma). She is however very startled when Qiu gives her the welcome note, she definitely thinks it's a prank or disingenuous, but gosh dang it, he looks so happy she's polite so she'll say thank you.

She starts liking him after the park where they race and she wins, and opposite to all her expectations - because this is something he's been most proud of, he doesn't get upset or annoyed he's even more happy somehow… And that's when she has to accept everything she thought about this guy was wrong.

Some more random stuff about her personality and yeah:

She doesn't get most jokes, and she can't tell teasing apart from being genuinely cruel which is- yeah mostly why she doesn't get along with Qiu at first.

She thrives on the challenge, she's always down to do the riskiest thing for the greatest reward, she likes beating the odds (and proving people wrong).

She places a lot of value on following rules and being polite, two things that have been repeated to her basically her whole life (because she struggled with that growing up), so now she's very opinionated/black and white about it.

She likes listening to rock/alternative music mostly, probably tries picking up the guitar in the future- she'd be bad at it.

She likes strategy and puzzle videogames, absolutely terrible at racing, fighting, and rhythm games.

She's got no problem telling someone no respectfully and doesn't like to compromise at all - but even more she hates other people doing her favours, so she takes the path of least inconvenience.

She really wants to be independent and prove she's responsible and can take care of herself, however she still really respects her Ma

She values getting good grades a lot and she's pretty advanced however her Ma didn't want her to move up grades because of her social development. She is not a big fan of this, probably one of their biggest arguments.

She wasn't exactly bullied persay- but she didn't have any friends before Tam, which is probably in part due to her prickly personality but yeah, not a big fan of people her age.

bonus ms paint scribble because she's so cool !

[ofmermaidstories]

(This is all about ''Something (just like this'' :], i apolagize in advance)

Theres an auther (you, i'm thinking of you) that has given sutch weight to the simple human pains everyone has, let them cary a greaf in every breath they're mentioned, i can't help but ache with the mc as one because i get it, i understand and even if i handn't felt the same pain that crushes your hope of ever being loved in the same way you do, if i hadn't though myself cynical and bitter the way she does i still think i'd get it.

I still think i'd be able to see myself cradle my heart like an infant, even though it's an old ugly, terrable creature.

The plots so ritch it's unbalivable that i get to read your works for free, like i knew it was her bestfried the second our artist glaced over her sholder and saw her drawing kids with guns in masks. But it was her best-fucking-fried, who dies without answering her livid questioning.

It's her constant self awair bitternes to the person she is that just-

Chefs fucking kiss.

Like the way she views herself and everyone else she thinks threatens the few things she sees as good in her with a sort of cynicalnes, but through herself that is bloody perfect.

Shes insane for the shit she pulls, Gods i love her.

I cannot expres enough of my love for the way you craft your words, the story and the way you put so mutch care into it makes me ill.

Izuku is caprured so well, his whole being being intertwined with Katsukies-....i am going feral as we speak.

Also her being an artist so acuretly presented, it's insane, the way she is about her skill, her talents, her works and her instuments and the way there are these little moments she wants to capture is so stupidly accurate to how i see the world as a creative. Always hungry and always craving to make, even when im no where near a peace of paper or even the shittiest of pens.

Im grinning and in fucking tears. (As i was writing all of this in my notes i wasn t even that far into the last chapter.)

Holy fuck, god i fucking despise Hana. And i get why, and im amazed at how her resoning, her pain and anger dosn't justify(?) shit when i've seen a lot of things where someones inhumane actions get swept under the rug cus they were hurting quietly, or something.

She was like a quirk nazi. Nothing redeams(?) that, y'know?

Auther i am shaking you by the sholders, and im sorry if my nails dig in too deep but holy fuck. Breathings hard, fic so good my rib cage has started to feel too small for my heart, and my lungs, and the hole your story has carved inbetween all of it.

Fic so good i haven't even gotten to the end and i want to thank you for, for all this has done to me. I'm shit with fics where there are a lot of words, no matter how mutch i love the characters and yet, and yet somehow this is one of the 100k + fanfics i have enjoyed every gut wrenching second of.

I feel like vomiting

In fact

I might.

They all need therapy after this, methinks.

(I know this is long and loopy, and my english (my second language) is not great, and that ultametly i kinda said nothing but i needed you to see (at least a little bit of) how insanely wonderful your craft is)

Anywho, i still haven't finished, and that was a lot of words, but i hope you have a lovely 24 h, i wish you the best with all of your future works. "Something (just like this)" has...given me brain damadge i'm guessing.

Blue, there is nothing to apologise for, I think you are wonderful. 🥺 You said everything. 🥺 From this message alone—from you taking the time to write it, and send it, I can tell you that there’s nothing about your heart that’s old or ugly or terrible. If anything, I think it’s golden—like the afternoon sun, reflecting all that good light back until it’s too much to hold. 🥹🫀✨

But okay, lemme try and do the thoughtfulness of this ask some justice. 🥹💕 God, to be honest I kinda worried about Hana, and her place in the story. Like��knowing how it was going to end. I think a lot of us will end up parting ways with people in our life that were important—and some, unfortunately, for ugly reasons. Hana’s betrayal is like, so extreme, so dramatic and terrible. And it doesn’t just hurt Reader, it hurt other people, kids. Like sure, Hana was hurt—but then she turned around and hurt others, willingly. And there’s no justice for the ones she directly affects. You’re right, Blue. You can’t redeem that—you can only pick up the pieces around it.

Tbh, I think Reader’s bitterness would’ve made building a life after it all that much harder, if it weren’t for other people. 🥹 Like—Scribbles cynical nature was such a fun part of writing the fic, lmao, and it absolutely would’ve made life that much harder for her in the aftermath if she didn’t have support. 🥹 I think someone like Scribbles, who barely trusts themselves, was a good match/contrast for Izuku who—like, even in canon is learning to overcome the worst of his most fear-driven habits. It gives him the ability to see Scribbles in a way that—that she needed. 🥺

Bluey!!! You’re an artist too??? Like our Reader. 🥹 The need to document everything is so real lmao. Like—it’s constant!! An insatiable way of looking at the world. 🥹 How do I capture this, how can I do this. I literally just had that feeling the other night, driving home under a perfectly straight trail of cloud like a comet’s tail. The sky was that perfect, indigo glow, and there was a single star alongside of it and it genuinely looked like the trail of a meteorite streaking over the sky and I wanted to remember everything about it. I wanted to draw it, write it, anything to keep it.

Blue, you have said so many kind things about my writing. 🥺 Either in this ask or in the tags of other things. And!!! It means so much to me, every time. 🥺 This is what I mean when I say you have a reflective, golden heart. 🥹💛🌿 I’m always going to be glad that like, I could write something that made you wanna reach out and say hello, lmao, but mostly I’m just glad you’re here. ☀️

(Also, as an aside—you mentioned a song, in the tags of one post a little while ago. I wanted you to know that I immediately ran to spotify to try and find it, lmao, and listen to it and like, now it lives in my likes and every time I listen to it I think of you and also of maybe trying to write a Bakugou worthy of the association, lmao. It’s such a sweet song, Blue, thank-you for the new music 🌷)

[lolotheparagon]

🔥 Hottest and ugliest/most bland MC and LI. Also favorite and least favorite otome game artwork.

Hottest MC

This is difficult cos the majority of MCs in Otome games who are adult women are so infantilised and spineless that it feels ewwy to find them attractive. One thing I hate is women being infantilised, cos it’s an actual trigger for me.

Either Seraphina from Peachleaf Valley or Teuta from Bustafellow since they are and act like actual adults, despite the weird artistic elements anime usually gives them. They’re funny, witty, sweet but know when to put their foot down and have a lot more agency than your usual garbage dating sim protagonist.

I would also say Kotone cos she is both a successful cafe owner and landlord but the way the story treats her and how the men are towards her, she honestly deserves a better game (with LIs who aren’t pedos or old enough to be her dad). She’s a wonderful character but I find her more cute than attractive.

I love Lynette though. Her design is so pretty and I love the more flashy 80s glam businesswoman look to her. She would fit right in with Jem and the Holograms. But again, she deserves a better game and a personality upgrade cos FOR FUCKS SAKE WHY IS THE MATCHMAKING GODDESS OF LOVE A CLUELESS INGENUE. SHE’S CUPID SHE SHOULD BE ABLE TO READ MEN LIKE A 4 PAGE PICTURE BOOK

Blandest MC

This is like counting every grain of sand on a beach, cos of the genre we’re in. THERE’S SO FUCKING MANY.

My top 3 would be:

The MC from Amnesia Memories, who I’m gonna call Maria, is the biggest offender. While Cardia and Ichika have some quirks, Maria has FUCKING NOTHING. Half of her thought processes and inner dialogue are taken up by a flying pixie in her head so we never get any idea of what Maria’s personality is like. And because this game uses her amnesia as an excuse to not give her any personality or agency from that matter

Cardia from Code Realise. What a WASTE

And Ichika from Collar x Malice.

Basically any Otomate protagonist can apply here, cos they’re all cut from the same bland UwU ingenue cloth and I’m SICK of Otome fans seeing every new protagonist and going “omg she’s such a sassy girlboss” when all she does is say no to a pervert’s advances. Like, that’s not sass, that’s basic self-defense.

Hottest LI

Mozu, hands down. Love how genuinely supportive and sweet he is. His design isn’t all that special but his personality really shines through. He’s delightfully morbid, which makes sense considering he’s a coroner. He spouts random scientific facts and statements about everything he sees like Sheldon Cooper and even in other routes, he considers Teuta his friend and always treats her with respect. He’s such a good man and I love how even his trauma regarding his sister’s death doesn’t affect his relationship with Teuta. Teuta does feel like a comforting angel in that game but after seeing the roles being reversed in Bustafellows 2, it’s great to see Mozu be the one comforting Teuta with her problems. Also the fact that Mozu is currently seeing a therapist to deal with his trauma so he can be a better boyfriend to Teuta is so 🥹

The only things I didn’t like about him was a moment where he awkwardly kabedons Teuta when he was depressed thinking about the investigation of his sister’s possible death and wanted to flirt with Teuta in the only way he knew how to take his mind of things. That was…weird. It felt like that scene was only there just so Kohaku can draw a kabedon scene. To be fair, Mozu is not well versed in romantic language at all and is very autism-coded so I give him some slack as the scene comes off as someone who clearly didn’t know how to process his emotions properly. Once Teuta explains that’s not cool, he immediately backs off, apologises and promises to ask next time.

Also he slapped Teuta when she was feeling out about a fire in the school and a little girl is trapped in there. I know it was meant to be a “pull yourself together” slap and I’ve seen this trope in a bunch of shows, not just anime. But it’s still weird.

Worst LI

Takeru Sasazuka. I used to love this guy when I first got this game and good Lord I regret it. He’s supposed to be this tsundere who slowly defrosts and becomes nicer to Ichika, but considering how much he insults her and calls her a dog as a “joke”, but it’s okay he hugs her when she’s about to fall into a mental breakdown or cries in a moment of distress, so he really does love her and I’m like fuck off.

He only softens up when the sequel came out where there was only slice of life stories and nothing serious was on the horizon, like a terrorist threat from the last game. He is interesting as a character: he has a hatred of guns since his mother was shot in front of him when he was a kid and only became a cop in order to gain enough power to reinstate a gun safety law since every individual in Shinjuku atm has enough guns that’ll make a Republican blush. Also he has very little family or friends and deep down truly wants to have people in his life, despite his prickly exterior. There is a lot of potential for a defrosting ice king character like him. But being deliberately unlikable is still unlikable.

This really goes to show how 80 of Otomate’s men work better as standard characters, rather than love interests to the MC.

I can’t believe I fancied him when I was younger, although that might be due to Daisuke Namikawa voicing him.

Also Shin and Toma from Amnesia Memories. These two are the childhood friends of Maria and they have a bit of a rivalry cos they both have feelings for her, but depending on either route, Maria’s relationship with them changes (like if you chose Shin, Maria would consider Toma like a friend and vice versa)

However, do they act normal to Maria? HELL FUCKING NAH! I remember choosing Shin when I first played this game cos I thought he was the most normal of the LIs, he had a tragic past with his father being in prison for murder and everyone considers him guilty by association, his only true friends were Maria and Toma and he tersely motivated Maria to become a better singer. But ALL THAT GOODWILL JUST PISSED AWAY cos Not only was he being needlessly secretive towards Maria after her amnesia (cos the game wants to be a mystery and the story constantly trying to red herring you with possibilities that it was him who caused Maria’s amnesia when it really wasn’t), and his design and personality just REEKS of good girls dating the emotionally abusive bad boy trope like it’s the fucking 50s. Also the amount of forceful kissing this guy did was just yuck. 🤮

But that is small potatoes compared to Toma. He is a yandere character taken to a disturbing degree. He starts off friendly and cheerful, then when Maria is stalked by someone, he offers her to stay at his home for a while. I think we all know where this is going. After using Maria’s amnesia to his advantage by lying to her and everyone about their relationship, he quickly stops Maria from seeing her friends, attending uni or her job, drugs her food, takes away her cellphone to cut her off from everyone. And perhaps the most infamously evil thing he’s done is lock the woman up in a “kawaii uguu cage of love” and only lets her out to use the toilet and threatens to rape her if she dared get out of her cage or leave without telling her. And the only punishment he ever gets is Shin punching him once or in Shin’s route, Toma brings himself in to be arrested cos he can’t handle Maria’s rejection. THERES EVEN AN ENDING WHERE MARIA STRAIGHT UP FORGIVES HER. WHAT THE PISS-SHITTING FUCK?!

Toma is a vile, pathetic piece of shit and the fact that he is the most popular character in the game and his serial killer behaviour is memed by Otomate as if it’s a cute quirk is fucking disgusting. I found out online that there is a CAFE based on this game and you can order a dessert that is a direct reference to that infamous cage scene. That is how much attention this character has. And yet most people in the Otome community think he’s crazy but in a lol so crazy kinda way XD but Toma’s behaviour is so callous so frequently and to such a triggering degree, its no laughing matter. I swear, the people who like Toma (even in an ironic sense) are probably Reylo/Catradora stans.

Fave Otome artwork:

Definitely Kohaku Sumeragi’s work on Bustafellows. She makes the typical anime style look so expressive and lively. She’s not afraid to make her characters look silly, albeit to some restrictions cos we need our characters to still look pretty. Also the amount of detail in each character’s outfit without it looking too detailed is brilliant. Although she definitely needs to work on giving the women more prominent noses and stop giving characters like Teuta the baby doll eyes and bulk up Luka a bit. I want my muscular women

Worst Otome artwork

Suoh’s artwork is so fucking shit. Jesus Christ. does she draw all her characters so young, it’s fucking gross! For example, this is the MC, Shino in one of the games Suoh worked on, Dairoku: Agents of Sakuratani. Shino’s age isn’t listed but she’s supposed to be a young adult. Also her character designs in general are so

DOES SHE EVEN REMOTELY LOOK LIKE AN ADULT?!

Worst off, there’s no lighting, barely any shading. Her expressions are extremely limited. Her colours are flat and lifeless. They look like literal cardboard cutouts. I don’t like to harp on the artwork too much cos I’m an artist myself but I have no idea why this woman is still getting work if this is her best work to date.

So, yeah. I hope I’ve answered all your questions, Yuisdad!

[lockandkeyhyena]

Sorry in advance for the long block of text here… Ive been seeing your ocs all over my feed and now im obsessed!!! Hope you do not mind answering my 5000 questions!! . ~ What was Hercules like as a wee lad?… For the sake of science if you stuck him in a room with 6 other children, what would he do..? would he have any notable / unusual habits compared to the others….? ~ If Hercules could wish for anything ever in the world what would he wish for. Also whats the most expensive thing hes ever bought! ~ Does he have any consistent quirks/stims…? Any silly gestures or quotes ? ~ What do you think an average day would be like for him ? What does he usually eat ? … Hows his morning / evening routines? Is it basic or extensive? Do you think hed be the type to take an hour long candle-lit shower and bathe himself in 50 creams lotions perfumes … or does he just dip and go ? ~ What is his house like…? Does he have his own or is it a family home / did he inherent it. Do you have any idea what it would look like ? What does his own personal room look like ? does he enjoy keeping/collecting anything in particular , or is he a minimalist

Okay now for the sake of science and connecting to Hercules psychologically I must know how he would react to the following scenarios: ~ If he one day woke up in a 4x4 cage in the middle of the Arizona desert what would be do? … ~ If he was walking around one day and suddenly the government said his city was gonna be nuked in 10 MINUTES what would he do? … ~ If he went to walmart and saw a child throwing a tantrum over toys what would he do? …. ~ If he was sitting around and a cute little kitty or puppy came up to him and wanted food and pets really badly what would be do? … ~ if he was going on about his day and, bare with me now, was firsthand witness to the oppa homeless style tumblr text post scenario, in real life, what would he do? That is all .... Thank you for your time homie of tumblr nation

please DO NOT apologise these sorts of questions and character analysis things are the stuff i LIVE for. strap in folks its gonna be a long one gonna answer these in bulletpoint form maybe a drawing or two scattered throughout!

~ Hercules was,, uhhh,,,,, Not that similar to other children and that fact only exacerbated as he got older. At his mentally healthiest he probably would’ve gotten a lot of ‘wow you’re so mature for your age!’s from adults. Growing up being completely desensitised to violence and in a relatively loving but still very fucked up environment will do that to you.

In regards to sticking him in a room with a bunch of other children and seeing what happens- he actually went to kindergarten! Titan was surprisingly firm that he have as regular of an education and upbringing possible for the kid of a mafia boss. She…. half-managed.

In regards to your thought experiment, here are some drawings from his time at kindergarten when he was at his least traumatised!

~ If he could wish for anything. This is an amazing question- what do you give the man who thinks he has everything he wants? He’d probably wish for whatever problem in the moment that was stumping him to be fixed (gang relations, nosy detectives, etc). Personally I think he should wish for some therapy but thats just me.

In regards to money, he’s really not that extravagant a spender (leave that to Titan) and his quarters are rather modest, the most he’s ever spent on things are probably gifts for his mother lol.

~ Oh BOY does he have stims- he taps. He’ll rhythmically tap his cane on the floor, tap his feet, twitch his tail and tap his nails against the nearest surface. He usually does this when he’s impatient or bored and it’s Not a good sound to hear when in a meeting with him. Though he tends to do this unconsciously and will usually stop if he notices and is in the company of other people (he thinks its unprofessional).

~ Like I said above, he’s really not super into decadence, he thinks extravagance and showy displays of wealth are tacky and unnecessary. His morning routine is probably something along the lines of wake up at 8am, take an ice cold shower, get dressed, eat breakfast (homecooked meals only. He’s a surprisingly good cook), check up on his finances, go do all the things he needs to do for the day, come back home and go to sleep. Very important note is that he wears those cartoon blue and white striped pyjamas.

~ DESPITE not being into overt displays of wealth, he does in fact live in a giant fuck off victorian mcmansion that he inherited from his mother. He doesn’t even use half of it and spends all his time in the house either sleeping or holed up in his study.

His study is a mess btw. Papers everywhere, needs to be swept. He’s very embarrassed about it but since he only ever uses it for all-nighters he never has any time to clean or organise it. His bedroom is immaculately tidy with only a few personal effects and the rest of the house aside from the essentials and a few guest rooms is covered in a fine layer of dust.

okay and here are his reactions to some hypothetical scenarios!

~ Cage in the desert. Okay so his thought process would probably go something like this;

Step one. Don’t panic. Evaluate the time of day through the position of the sun. Scan memories from last night to check for any gaps or places he could have been drugged.

Step two. Go down through his list of enemies and try and figure out who was most likely to have done this.

Step three. Do not panic. Felines can survive for three days without water. It likely hasn’t been more than half a day since he was kidnapped and Leroy will have been alerted to his disappearance and is likely looking for him now.

Step four. Do. Not. Panic. Stay put and attempt to look for weaknesses in the cage, if none can be found stay put and don’t waste your energy. Prepare to drink your own piss if things get bad. Also prepare snarky retort for when Leroy finds you.

~ Nuke scenario. Probably try very hard not to panic and follow his emergency evacuation plan of the city and try to get as far away as possible with his friends most valuable employees.

~ Child tantrum. Depending on the age of the child he might just straight up flash a gun at them to try and get them to shut up. He wasn’t this whiny as a kid- what’s their problem?

~ Very cute animal begging for attention. If alone, the most logical course of action is to acquiesce to its’ demands and give it a pat. It doesn’t take away attention from the task at hand will get it to stop making annoying noises. If he’s with other people he would ask them to give it attention to get it to stop bothering him.

~ Oppa homeless style. He would slowly back away, go home, get out a bottle of his strongest liquor and re-evaluate what he’s doing with his life. Too bad oppa homeless style doesn’t exist in the canon of sadboycats 😔

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE QUESTIONS and apologies for the absolute wall of text in response. These kitties have been eating up my brain.

[gu6chan]

Hello!

I decided I'd make this blog for things I'm excited about or put a lot of hard work into, but don't have anyone/anywhere to share with otherwise. Mostly personal things like musings, drawings, personal OC's and their stories, and other hobbies like writing/RP or games. I may also talk rarely about mental health issues as well, specifically dealing with things like intrusive thoughts or derealisation, so keep that in mind. If there's ever something you'd like tagged, lemme know.

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Lastly,

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This will be up for the meantime until I get an actual pinned post around. If anyone happens to see this please do stop by, a lot isn't established yet but I hope to get it around in the morning. I love small talk and all manners of discussion and conversation, so again, I'll be happy just to see these little things of mine meaning anything to anyone who sees it!!

[neutinya]

Some relationships are you, a human, with a human partner, and other are you, a human, and your 240cm tall monster bf, but that's okay - !! I included their backstory as well as the setting up of the general context for this AU below the cut so if you’re interested,,, do consider reading it fhdjdj;;; I'm really happy with how this turned out and it's super fun to draw monster tooru and his 4 arms lmao I'm super excited for this AU;;; I really wanna draw more of it dndjjxjd

Iwa is monster-hunter royal blood. However he doesn't want to be heir to the monster hunter shit so he decided to run away the day before his coronation??

As a kid he would play with all the monster animals near the forest which is where he met his lizard familiar and llama ceb. The day he runs away he brings them with him??

The moment he ran away from his kingdom and title as prince he was immediately hunted down by hunters sent by his own family for dishonouring them the Iwaizumi name. Like he's straight up wanted??? ahhh

Somewhere along the way he meets Tooru and they probably wouldn't get along at the start

?? Like they meet at some weird beer house?? And Iwa obviously sticks out because he's human and humans aren't exactly super welcomed because of the history between monsters and humans. Iwa being oblivious to the monster world obviously doesn't realise why this four armed dude won't stop pestering him in spite of his attempts to keep a low profile.

Tooru had approached him because he was sure if he didn't step in, Iwa would have been killed

Iwa was initially extremely resistant to Tooru's "advances" until Tooru whispers into Iwa's ear that "I don't know if you realised but almost every monster in this beer house is staring at you with the intent to kill, so unless you want to leave this place alive, play along and let me get you out of here"

And Iwa just looks around the room and he realises that Tooru was right so he plays along and they try to leave but one of the monsters in the beer house walks up to them and asks Tooru to back off so they could kill Iwa, and Tooru is just like "no can do, he's a friend of mine" and the dude is just like "move." But Tooru is adamant much to the annoyance of the other. A fight kinda breaks out, but much to Iwa's surprise, Tooru managed to take all of them down with ease

As they go aside, Iwa just asks Tooru why doesn't he want to kill him like the rest of the monsters and Tooru is just 🤷🤷🤷🤷🤷 Iwa apologises for causing such a big commotion and getting Tooru involved unnecessarily. Tooru says it's not a problem and Iwa not really having that much money on him, asks if he could return him in some other way? He offers a family heirloom at first but Tooru is just like "Not interested, although how about you let me tag along wherever you're headed?"

Iwa’s response is just "???" Tooru says "look, you aren't getting anywhere in these parts as a human, if I tag along, you won't have to worry too much about being killed and you returned the favour, it's a win win."

So that's how they kinda go off on their journey!!! Iwa actually learns a lot about monsters from Tooru who seemed much more knowledgeable than he looked (no offense to Tooru but that was Hajime’s genuine first impression) There were so many different types of monsters and Iwa was just?? So amazed and almost excited that there were so many things for him to learn and explore??

Like okay they had a bad first impression but he was kinda starting to like Tooru as a companion, listening to way Tooru told all those stories offered him a comfort that he never had back at home

Tooru did most of the talking honestly but Iwa was always intently listening and Tooru could tell he was intrigued and super attentive so he didn’t mind

He did ask Iwa about why he was wandering around in the first place and why the hell was he just traversing across the land with no plan or knowledge of the terrain. Iwa tells Tooru he ran away from his family but neglected to tell Tooru he was of royal monsterhunter blood. Iwa fires back the same question and Tooru responds saying “I get bored of spending all my time in the same old place every day.” neglecting to tell Iwa the fact that he too was of royal blood, the king to one of the many monster kingdoms. (Actually one of the most feared in fact??)

I was thinking the four armed form isn't his real monster form but a less scary version, he's actually a huge fearsome beast but he would walk around in this form to blend with the common folk. This also explains why people don’t recognize him, because if they really knew who he was, they’d be terrified of him.

Tooru is extremely flirty and generally enjoys teasing Hajime. Iwa's lizard does not like Tooru at all. It would be sitting on Iwa's shoulder, breathing small fireballs at Tooru whenever the brunette got too close- For example, when Tooru tries to wrap an arm around Iwa's shoulder or waist, Haji’s lizard would get extremely angry and began attacking him. Tooru is super upset about this tiny little creature preventing him from getting close to his new human companion, but nevertheless, he learns to pick moments where the lizard is asleep to try and engage with Haji

Sidenote, Iwa is a really fucking good archer and good at knives. He may not have had the heart to be a monster hunter, but he definitely had the physical skills to be one if he desired.

Of course there’s a bunch of shenanigans, but honestly speaking there’s also a good amount of sexual tension?? They have a lot of moments where they kinda save each other, whether it be having run ins with unfriendly monsters or humans, to navigating dangerous terrain and making hard decisions;;

They grow to be rather close friends I would dare say;; In fact, for the most part, Tooru would be Iwa's first genuine friend :(( Iwa was never given the luxury of having friends growing up. He spent most of his time training to be a monster hunter or learning about them, which is why he grew super attached to Tooru platonically at first

Once they have a pretty mean run in where Tooru ends up seriously hurt;; Iwa was so scared that he would lose Tooru at that moment;; Tooru fake dies to kinda tease Iwa but he didn't expect Iwa to cry, so as Iwa is there like "don't die on me you idiot-" Tooru "comes back to life" and is all like "awww is Iwa-chan crying because of me?" And Iwa, embarrassed, just punches him in the chest and wipes away his tears like "shut the fuck up asshole"

Tooru is just like "ow- I may not be dead but I'm still kinda hurt you know?" And Iwa feels bad so he just tries to play it off like "that's what you deserve dumbass" before treating Tooru's wounds. They end up spending the night at this cave near a lake where they decided to stay for a few days since Tooru was pretty beat up and the weather was pretty bad

Haji pretty much nursed Tooru back to health, finding berries, herbs and all that during the day in order to make medicine and food

I think at one point Tooru comments "You're really good at this kinda thing huh?" And Iwa is just confused like "good at what?" And Tooru elaborates "taking care of people. Not everyone can make medicine like you do you know?" And Iwa just says it was nothing and he learned most of it from reading when he was a kid

Also like I said the weather was pretty bad so imagine Iwa curling up next to his llama and lizard for warmth. Tooru finds it so fucking adorable??? Clearly the two of them loved Iwa and vice versa, but he couldn't help but feel a little jealous at the sight uxjxhdh

So like one night he just casually says "you guys sure look warm over there" and Iwa just looks at him like 😐

"I gave you my cape you know" and Tooru just "Monsters can't regulate heat like humans do, at least not my species" That was a lie but Iwa didn't know that, so he kinda just looks at Tooru funny before scooting over to Tooru and lying down next to him. His llama and lizard follow, and scoot on Tooru's other side so Tooru is kinda sandwiched in between Haji and the pets. Iwa just mumbles a quiet "now go to sleep dumbass" and Tooru just smiles like a fucking idiot

Iwa quickly dozes off but Tooru not so much, when he was sure Iwa was asleep he gently drapes the cape over Iwa instead before going to bed himself

The next day Iwa is the first to wake up and much to his fucking surprise, he was pretty much incapable of moving because Tooru had somehow wound up hugging him with two of his arms. He was so embarrassed he thought he could die so he could only stay there and not do anything. After while he realises that staying like that could only mean more mental suffering so he slowly tries inching away from Tooru to which he eventually succeeds

He does his morning routine which was to look for berries and herbs because Tooru needed quite a bit of medicine. Tooru was definitely close to being back to his healthy normal self but he still needed to make sure that everything was in check

[keibea]

Hey there, hope you’re having an amazing day and week! First of all I absolutely love all of your photos and you’re sims are stunning! 😍

I don’t know if you’ve answered this before but how do you edit your photos to look so amazing?? I’m trying to step up my photoshop game and would love some pointers! 💛

this is so kind of you to say, i might just cry 🤗🥰 thank you so much for taking the time to say this! i really appreciate it! honestly you made my day and week so thank you!! ❤💕

i have not actually answered this before, and i'm 100% happy to give pointers! i am still learning myself, so i will also leave a bunch of resources at the end of this post that really helped me, just because im really bad at explaining things at times, so i apologise in advance for that! i am also happy to make a video explaining all this, if that's easier for anyone, so if you would like that, please let me know and i will! i know lots of people are very visual learners so i truly am happy to!

1. Reshade is not necessary. I use reshade, but you do not need to, I know a lot of computers can't handle that and ive seen so many photos come out just as amazing without it. But, if you can use reshade, i like to use this preset by @breadcrumbss3 and usually any by the lovely @intramoon !! I use them all with the latest version of reshade (4.9.1) and tweak it (very rarely) if i need it to look different.

2. Topaz Clean is super helpful, and i use it a lot just to smooth everything out. it's especially good if you do a lot of gameplay pics and just want a quick little thing to do without having to do it manually. I would go here (sims 3 tutorial hub) to get it without having to...well...spend money we could use to buy things on the sims :) if you need a direct link to anything, let me know. i personally use this action set by avonlea, as i just have to click a button and it does it all for me. however, if you dont want to use topaz, you can get the same sort-of effect by reducing the noise, i found a tutorial here as well for you.

3. Shadows!! If you're doing edits shadows are really good at bringing some depth! i often over-do them whoops, but usually it just makes it look more real. i normally do a soft shadow over all the main parts of the face or body that need it, using the overlay blend layer before going into a harsher shadow for areas like the nose and edges of the mouth to define it more. for this i use a smaller brush and a brown-ish colour, with the multiplier blend layer. i will sometimes then blur it out using gaussian blur, depending on how harsh it is. there's a really good tutorial i watched for this that i'll link down below!

4. colouring and psds! there are so many out there, but usually i just play with the colours myself until i get what i like. but otherwise i'll use this big set of psds that come with a bunch of options.

5. hair strands! i love doing this, it's my favourite part!!! i have a drawing tablet, which makes it a bit easier to do but again sometimes mine can still look crazy when i over do it haha. if you would like to do hair strands and stuff, i use this brush set :)

Those are the main things i can think of, i hope it's at least somewhat helpful, i know im really bad at tutorials. a video would probably be easier to showcase things, but i wasn't sure if you wanted that. again im totally happy to do one if you'd like that! now these are some really good sources and tutorials that i use a lot (most are for the sims 4, but it's basically the same for the sims 3 too):

- TS4 Basic Editing Tutorial in Procreate (although most of these effects you can use in photoshop, which is what i did)

- Sims 4 | Screenshot Editing Tutorial

- Intramoon's tutorials

- This one by Pea-Milk is really good too!

- Lamatisse's Tutorial

- PeonyPyxels Tutorial

sorry about this mess, hope you could understand somewhat! thank you again for the lovely words. if you wanted to know about anything in particular, dont be afraid to ask again or pm me! have a beautiful day!

[giuliafc]

Chinese horoscopes and Miraculous

Hi there!

I actually wrote this article for a Facebook group during the summer, but i had completely forgotten about it until I read the very in-depth analysis of Kagami's role in the series written by @geekgirles . There, she mentioned the bit in Ikari Gozen that had got me started on this research, so I thought why not? let's 'delight' you with this indepth analysis of the four characters of Marinette, Adrien, Luka and Kagami based on what we know of their zodiac signs in the Chinese horoscope. There are a couple of things that may surprise you.

First of all, let's put a lovely wee "keep reading" tag, so it doesn't clog your board, because it's a little long (ah, the understatement!)

Now. Here we are and if you clicked on carry on reading it means that you may be interested so... welcome welcome.

Apologies for the length

Let's first of all talk about how the Chinese horoscope can give us a clue as of the characters age and date of birth.

In Ikari Gozen we find out that Marinette is a Snake in the Chinese horoscope. This narrows the search for her date of birth to two very precise years. 2013 or 2001. Now... counting that if she was born in 2013 she would be 7 now, it's most likely that she's born in 2001. In the French edition she is revealed instead to be a Leo. Which places her birthday in late July/beginning of August 2001. Kagami instead is revealed to be a Dragon, and a Scorpio, which places her birthday around November 2000. In an official Marinette’s Instagram post her birthday has been revealed as the 20th of November, IIRC.

Now... not only this is a great deal of trivia information for us fans, which also helps us place the timeline of the story, which hasn't yet reached a full year in Canon from the start (in the Felix episode it's revealed that it's the first anniversary of Emilie’s disappearance. Hence in 3 series the story has advanced only by less than one year). It also helps up place the birthdays of some other characters.

Adrien for example. His birthday was series 1 episode 1, quite far from Marinette's birthday in Befana. So it's likely that he's a dragon like Kagami (which would also make sense thinking that Kagami is a character that mirrors Adrien's life and situation. But this isn't the place to discuss such thing, i refer to the very well developed article written by @geekgirles if you want to know more). A lot of people have theorised that he may be a Libra and be born maybe at the beginning of October, but of this I have no proof.

However, coming back to the Dragon sign it gets even more interesting, guys. If one of you have got more in-depth information and this comes up to be wrong I do apologise. I performed quite of an extensive research on the subject but of course I'm no astrologist so I can be wrong. That said... Not only the Dragon is considered the sign of the Emperor in the Chinese horoscope, and a lucky sign (ha). But 2000 is also the year of the Golden Dragon (metal). What better description than a golden dragon for our handsome sunshine?

It gets even better when you get to the Dragon man's personality. Loves to be the centre of the attention. Natural flirts (ha! Touché Chat Noir!). Hot headed. Stubborn. Competitive. Naturally attracts money and women. Full of energy. Do I need any more proof that Adrien is a Dragon?

Let's see what the horoscope says about the Snake, and let's compare it to Marinette/Ladybug, so you understand why I'm pretty sure that the production looked this up quite in detail and that Chinese astrology can be at the base of our beloved characters.

So the Snake woman is intuitive, intelligent, reserved and mysterious, has deep thinking, a mind that goes a mile per minute. Because they are smart and come quickly to solutions, they are great in crisis situations. They're able to step back and consider workable solutions. They are determined, sensual and smart and have innate wisdom. Doesn't this speak Marinette AND Ladybug from a mile?

Now... Luka. Until last week we weren’t really that sure of how old Luka was, Astruc had said that he was a couple of years older than Marinette, but Zag’s website had highlighted that Luka was Juleka’s twin brother which, counting that Juleka was in Marinette’s class, didn’t make any sense. But last weekend Astruc has actually confirmed that Juleka has repeated a year and that yes, Luka is her twin brother.

Already before knowing this I had a look at the personality of the previous signs in the horoscope, and I had strong feelings that Luka may be a Rabbit, which would make him born in 1999 and one year older than Adrien. And this has been confirmed, so now we know. He is indeed a rabbit. Do you want proof? Rabbit men are calm, extraordinarily polite, and will do everything to avoid conflict. They have control over themselves and are sometimes conservatives. They can be considered a "yes-man", but have a line that they will never cross. They like organising, decorating, helping the wife/gf. They are great friends but don't like getting too close to someone. They are shy, introverted, honest, cuddle-lovers and attention givers. They are associated with the western sign of cancer, which is associated with the moon and the arts. Tell me if this doesn't speak Luka by a mile?

Now a little bit of trivia that will make you laugh is... in the Chinese horoscope the cat doesn't exist. The legend says that Buddha invited the animals to a dinner, and the mouse tricked the cat and didn't wake him up, making him miss out on being chosen for the horoscope. However in TAIWAN things are different and the Cat takes the place of the RABBIT in the horoscope. The confusion seems to come from the old Chinese word for Rabbit, Mao, which sounds like the Taiwanese word for Cat Mau. So the sign of the Rabbit is also the sign of the Cat. Oh the irony!!

Snakes are yin energy. Rabbits are also yin energy. Dragons are yang energy.

But it gets better! Let's look at love compatibility, shall we? *rubs hands* hehe...

Dragon man x Dragon woman (Adrien and Kagami) can be steamy and can work only if both have their own realm to shine on, because both are too competitive and can get into competition with each other. They love to be the centre of their world. They're great leaders but want the spotlight and don't settle for less. They're both independent and stubborn and their personality will clash, making it difficult to maintain the relationship going. They require a lot of love and admiration. They will never give in and apparently two dragons have a good physical relationship, mostly.

They CAN work together, but only if each has their own way to shine.

Sorry, Adrigami shippers.

Dragon man x snake woman (Adrien and Marinette): they can be an excellent couple. They find each other physically attractive. The dragon is bold and full of energy, the snake is appealing in a more subtle way. Excellent romantic relationship, they both have strong personalities that attract each other. They share a degree of savoir-faire that prevents serious concerns. The male dragon will be tempted to stray, but he will know better than doing that, because he knows very well that his companion has hidden poisonous fangs (lol) and is VERY jealous... so he will look but not touch (the wise one will at least). Snake women love success and attention, but they're not as flashy as dragon men so they will be more subtle. Snake women are self-possessive, devoted and can give a good boost of confidence to a dragon man. She will be better at handling finances than him (that wouldn't surprise me in adrienette!). They both like fine things but Snake will teach Dragon to not overspend. Little trivia: the dragon was the sign of the emperor and the snake was the advisor. So they work very well in tandem. Their union will be full of passion and personal satisfaction.

Adrienette is in the stars, guys.

Now last but not least... Snake woman x Rabbit/cat man (Luka and Marinette, but in a way even Chat Noir and Ladybug): very good couple too, they enjoy great conversation and have great time together. They make great friends. Snake loves the attention Rabbit gives and Rabbit is drawn by her sensuousness. They start as friends and have enticing conversations, which draws them together. When they start dating they realise they have similar tastes. They love cuddling in a hidden corner and will feel safe in their cosy nest to explore each other's sensuality. They can make a strong couple, unless their personalities start clashing. Rabbit can get annoyed at Snake's love for novelty and her extravagance, which may cause friction. If their temper clashes, they can't overcome differences.

So... Lukanette can work too, sorry guys. But as highlighted, it also works very well as a friendship. And sadly it's the same for Ladynoir...

What I find funny in all of this is that, if this is true, Luka has the Snake miraculous, Marinette is a Snake sign, Luka is a cat sign, Adrien is a cat miraculous, Adrien and Kagami are a dragon sign, Kagami is a dragon miraculous... Jesus what a circle! Add to the mix Marinette as the RAT miraculous and we have a real laugh… (if any of you has ever watched Fruit Basket, the Japanese anime about the Chinese horoscope, you know perfectly well what I’m talking about!) and Snake/Rabbit as friends and potential couple works for both Lukanette AND Ladynoir, counting that rabbit = cat. And then you think about how Chat Noir bounces on his baton and you think "yes that's a rabbit, indeed"!

Any thoughts?

(apologies if this reflection doesn’t make sense to you!)

[still-a-morosexual-help]

OBEY ME! LESSON 46 DETAILED SUMMARY + THEORIES

This lesson’s got two locked chapters that I can’t unlock :’)

D takes them to the casino where they meet Mammon in the Lamp event outfit. When he laughs and tells them that they must have forgotten who he is if they think they can take the money MC ignores all of this to ask him wtf he’s wearing. Mammon blushes and tells them that they have no right to criticize what he’s wearing considering what they’re wearing. Then he says also Lucifer wtf happened to you!? He laughs and teases Lucifer about getting shrunk and how he could accidentally step on him and kill him rn or how Beel might eat him as a snack. I saw someone say that Mammon was a little shit who was also BabyTM and like Yess!??? I love when we get to see more of the asshole side of him specially when we already know how soft he is. Man’s an onion :’) Beel says he wouldn’t do that unless Lucifer hid inside a piece of cake and Beel swallowed him whole without realising. Lucifer, off screen: “You’d better realise I was there!” And Like??? That’s the point Lucifer wants to argue? Not the fact that he wouldn’t hide inside a cake? Mammon says whatever and that he’ll take Lucifer from them so he can have fun with his new toy anyway RIP to Mammon who dies after this lesson. “Mammon, Avatar of Greed, Appears”- gonna have Pokemon Battles from now on, I can’t believe this what this dating sim has evolved into :D Mammon uses wind to lift Lucifer up and bring him towards him. MC has a flashback to the previous night and commands Beel who transforms into a demon and whose body starts moving on its own, Beel then cancels out Mammon’s spell and uses a wind spell to send Mammon flying. Beel transforms back to his human form and is shocked by what happened. Solomon says MC did a good job commanding Beel though they weren’t able to draw out all his powers. They get the armour, which Beel thinks is too flashy but MC tells him it looks great which he is happy about. D tells them about a rumour of Satan attacking a town up north.

As they walk through the woods Lucifer talks about how much he’s gonna love beating the shit outta Mammon when he’s back to normal and waves MC off when they ask him to go easy on Mammon. Beel says that Lucifer used to be a lot nicer to Mammon in the celestial realm and how the two of them would team up to go argue with Raphael. Solomon asks if it was Diavolo who got Lucifer to change and what exactly Lucifer had to do to reach the status they now enjoy in the Devildom. Beel seems shocked at this and ask Lucifer if it’s true. He says he doesn’t remember. There’s growling & they’re suddenly surrounded by ghosts. Solomon: Oh yeah lol this is called the Black Phantom Forest. Everyone else: WHY the FUCK didn’t you say so before!? They run from the ghosts and set up camp beside a lake, MC & Beel talk. Beel says how they’ve all changed from their time in the Celestial Realm and he can’t remember when he stopped resisting the urge to constantly eat. But how somethings are still the same and how the brothers have always been together and how they always will be. He brings up the three things the butcher said to maintain a long relationship and how even though they may sometimes falter at the “respect each other” part when it comes down to it the brothers have all three things with each other (Not me sobbing like a baby. It’s the found family trope for me guys). Beel says how he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to fight Belphie if they meet him in the game and how he has so many people who he loves that he doesn’t know who to put first and that he knows many people would kill to have that kinda problem and that as both an angel and a demon he’s being lucky to have the people he loves. MC gets to hold his hand, lean on his shoulder or say nothing and guys I love Beel so much he’s just so pure god. Okay so theory part: I 100% believe (& it’s implied in canon and in the chats too) and the main reason Lucifer is so mean to Mammon now is because he’s scared if he doesn’t discipline him then Diavolo will and he’ll end up with another Lilith situation. That being said I NEED to know how Lucifer came across Mammon in the celestial realm and what he said to make Mammon so loyal to him. PLS om! Give me the boys backstory? I like to think Lucifer raised Mammon the same way Simeon is raising Luke and that’s why you can see some of Lucifer’s traits in Mammon whenever he becomes serious about something and why Mammon sometimes slips up and calls Lucifer “Dad” and why Lucifer becomes so happy about it. I also think the others would have been older than Mammon was when he first met Lucifer, when they eventually joined the family which is why they share far less traits with Lucifer and why (as far as we know) none of them have called Lucifer ‘dad”. If this is true it also brings up a real interesting dynamic between Satan and Mammon that would be useful when writing fics. You know a little deeply buried resentment and envy about Lucifer having been more of a father figure to Mammon than to the person who is technically his actual son, and since we know for a fact that right after arriving in the Devildom Lucifer starts going through an existential crisis and Mammon’s the one who steps up to look after the others I 100% believe Mammon’s the one who did most of the work in raising a newly created Satan and who taught him how to control his anger so well (cause lets be real it definitely couldn’t be any of the others) which also gives backstory to Satan’s “do you think Mammon’s actually the most decent of us” homescreen comment and more importantly adds spice to the relationship dynamic you can work with in fics.

When they wake up Beel is thankful that they didn’t get eaten. Solomon: not like you would have noticed with all the fun you had *wink wink* Lucifer: wtf Solomon:*WINK WINK* Me: bro they were just talking…  they find out game time and real world time pass differently and come across a treasure chest in the middle of their path. Solomon: Lets open it! :D Lucifer: Expect that’s definitely a trap… Solomon: Exactly! Which is why we should open it! :D MC: Lets open it! :D Lucifer: Why is the entire human species so fucking stupid!? Why were you created without any self preservation!? Who approved this!?  They find medicine, a warding bottle and cat ears. …They put Lucifer into the bottle and Lucifer’s really going through it in this huh. But opening the chest pulls up an inescapable battle with the final boss, and Satan pops up fully immersed in the villain role with an evil laugh and everything. Luci asks MC to use something from the chest and they use the cat ears and Lucifer’s disappointed when they actually work. But it only deals 222 damage to Satan’s 870k HP. Satan paralyses them all and steals bottled lucifer and calls Belphie to finish the others off. I can’t remember if I mentioned this before but how did the brothers know that Lucifer was gonna be mini before they even got home, it would’ve had to be quite a bit in advance for them to so perfectly set up everything… And you know Solomon was really determined to open that chest (I mean so was MC but the whole of season 1 was establishing that their curiosity was gonna get them killed) so…

MC tells Belphie they don’t want to fight him and Belphie says he doesn’t want to fight either but at the same time Satan agreed to give him mine lucifer for a whole day if he defeats them. Beel’s still reluctant and Belphie says Beel doesn’t have to worry cause Belphie isn’t the same small/weak person that Beel always had to protect (and holy shit I need more info on this too?). Beel eventually agrees and says that Belphie’s strong, he tells MC that they weren’t able to use his entire power against Mammon cause he was holding himself back unconsciously but that he was ready now. MC makes Beel do a bunch of wind attacks and they defeat Belphie who’s impressed. Beel says that the magic was actually MC doing it not him (even though he was the one that executed it). Belphie says he’ll join their party if MC promises him that he’ll be allowed to poke at mini luci. MC tells him there’s a damned line and he’ll have to wait his turn. Solomon wonders if MC should be going around giving the right to annoy lucifer to others but also he wants that right too. Even though Lucifer was kidnapped since he’s still in the bottle he’ll be protected so MC’s test is still ongoing. Odd that there was a bottle that would protect Lucifer should he get kidnapped in the chest that was a trap… look we all know Solomon is shady enough that he’s probably behind this right?

During dinner at a tavern the twins are sickeningly soft with each other and Solomon watches them with a smile. For the night the twins end up sharing a room with each other, with Mc and Solomon alone together. In the middle of the night MC wakes up to Solomon still up and looking sad. They ask him what’s up. He says despite how much they walked he still isn’t tired and that seeing the twins together made him lonely. Seeing how much they love and care and understand each other and how they were always together made him wish he had something similar but how when you didn’t age it was difficult to from lasting bonds like that in the human world. MC tells him that all of them care about him and he says he hopes so. Solomon: Lol just the two of us in a room in a game, wouldn’t it be crazy if we made out? MC can either kiss him or kinda stare awkwardly. If they choose the second he apologises for suddenly putting them on the spot and says he won’t try anything else. So this might be kinda an unpopular opinion and I’m genuinely really happy that the side characters are getting more screen time and development because I desperately needed that but I’m not really onboard the romancing option with them? I’m happy they’ve got their own cards now and I love the devilgram stories and romance options in them but I don’t think it makes sense in the context of the main storyline? Barbatos has almost no interaction with MC and though they haven’t shown it yet it’d be weird if he was suddenly into MC. Diavolo spent 2 whole seasons simping over Lucifer why is MC suddenly an option? Besides Diavolo always seems so lonely and I really want him and MC to be really good friends, I want Diavolo to have a friendship where there isn’t some condition that hangs over it like there is with his relationship with Barbatos and Lucifer. The same goes with Solomon. I just want him to have a good solid friendship where there isn’t expectations or power between them. He also initially only seems interested in MC for their power and as a way to train them and eventually genuinely softens up to them, Just the request to kiss seemed outta nowhere? I don’t know why but with Simeon he seems above crushes? I always imagine him seeing MC as another cute kid Lucifer picked up (despite MC being an adult) and having a sort of soft indulgent attitude towards them. I don’t know I think I just want MC to have some friends who aren’t trying to sleep with them.

Solomon is extremely chipper the next morning and Belphie grumpily makes a comment about him having fun and sdfjdvnsjdokd they just talked. Belphie uses his magic to teleport them to Satan’s castle and Beel asked why he couldn’t do that the previous night, Belphie says grumpily cause then Solomon would have missed out on the fun and Solomon agrees and THEY JUST TALKED!? Satan has managed to transform Lucifer into wolf Lucifer and is shaking his bottle hard enough to make Luci wanna puke while Lucifer asks him to stop. MC tells satan to stop and he tells them they won’t be able to defeat him cause they skipped right to the boss battle without taking the long route and levelling up. MC says they’re not gonna fight him cause this whole thing is fucking stupid. Satan says it’s not cause he’s having fun. MC gives him one of their free therapy sessions about how important the bonds between he and his brothers are and how they don’t care more about helping the brothers all get along than some stupid star. Beel comes out spitting facts, saying they all know that Satan actually cares about Lucifer and how that embarrasses him and how he needs to stop hiding it by lashing out. And how Lucifer needs to get his shit together and be honest with satan. That he needs to tell Satan that Lucifer knows he’s his own demon and a really good demon at that. Lucifer says FYI but I never said you weren’t your own great person and Satan blushes and says that unless he wants to look childish he has no option but to accept the olive branch. He tosses Luci to MC. Belphie complains about having stupid older brothers and Solomon says he’s disappointed in Satan and reveals himself as the true secret final boss and FUCK YEAH! I CALLED THAT SHIT! Kinda – I thought he might have just given them a heads up about Luci’s condition. On a different note, Satan needs serious therapy. They all do tbh.

Solomon congratulates MC on what they’ve done so far but says they still haven’t accessed Beel’s full potential and that he’ll give his ‘adorable apprentice’ one more shit at it. Solomon summons Asmo who complains about how long he was made to wait and how he nearly gave up and went to the spa and that no one likes a selfish man. Solomon tells Asmo that he can tell him all this after they get back to the real world and I genuinely want the backstory of how they met and just more about their relationship. At Solomon’s command Asmo uses charm and paralyses Beel and at MC’s Beel uses another wind attack. Asmo says he’s never seen beel do something of this calibre before and he seems more powerful, even more than he was in the celestial realm, Asmo yells at Solomon for just standing and seeming impressed instead of helping him. There’s a bright white light.

Back home with everything back to normal Beel, Lucifer and MC are hanging out by the pool. Lucifer is in an unexpectedly good mood and MC has earned a star, which glows slightly from its place on the symbol etched to the back of their hand. Inside Solomon is feeding the other brothers as punishment. Mammon is sobbing his heart out and Levi is out cold (possibly dead). Satan is given Levi’s remaining share of food and Asmo is in tears. Belphie had made a run for it the second they got home and is nowhere to be found. Solomon talks about how nice Lucifer actually is and how he really loves his brothers cause he just made Solomon make them dinner instead of punishing any of them…. Love that the canonical reason why none of these demons tell Solomon about his food and allow themselves to get tortured is cause they don’t wanna be rude and hurt his feelings. And he thought no one cared about him. If that isn’t love I dunno what is. Beel and MC take a walk while Lucifer sits by the pool and in his words basks in “their screams of agony” While blushing beel says he’s grateful for what happened and how that star is proof that they got closer. Mc can either thank him or say that the star belongs to him. I think they kiss after the second option? For the first Beel says MC’s the one who did the work of drawing out his power. Over the echoing screams from inside Beel asks if they feel like they forgot something and ndfjkfjkdjfefjkn THEY FORGOT DIAVOLO I’M!!!!???? poor baby

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Marvin’s Room

Mark Lee x reader, Haechan x reader // SMUT, ANGST, fluff?, CHEATING!AU, college student!Mark, church boy!Mark, high school! Haechan, high school!reader, virgin!reader, virgin!Mark Summary: Mark being a year older than you was yet another cool thing about him, you had both a boyfriend and a brother. But what will happen to you when Mark finally leaves for college? Word Count: 6k Warnings: Virginity loss, swearing, explicit mature themes, mentions of church and faith, CHEATING, mentions of alcohol Note: I have a few notes again. :))  -This is inspired from the song Marvin’s Room by Drake but Listen to this version if you’re a girl. The phone call almost sounds like Mark :((  -Just like Mark, I love Drake and I’ve been a fan of Drake since 2015  -This is a true story, maybe I just exaggerated some parts but the true ending was not a happy ending.  -If some words were misplaced, I apologise in advance. 

Sundays are beautiful peaceful morning, wearing a nice dress, having breakfast with your whole family and a whole day with your boyfriend, Mark Lee. Although the both of you are busy with church responsibilities, at least you can see each other from afar and spend time together after church.

Being with Mark for three months already was the best decision you made. Everyday became sweeter than yesterday, life was suddenly easy and happy when Mark became your boyfriend. It’s a miracle how the both of you understood each other and because of that you two never fight. Misunderstandings will only last 10 minutes and that’s because you two would rather compromise than stay angry with each other.  

In your eyes and in everyones eyes Mark is perfect. He is this handsome pastor’s kid that everyone in church loves, the talented teenager who sings and plays guitar, well mannered, cool and funny at the same time. Who wouldn’t have a crush on him? You were just lucky that he happens to have a crush on you first.

After church, you went straight to your house with Mark to watch movies and have quality time. You were both at the kitchen preparing popcorns and making lemonade when your mom and dad came in with bags of groceries. Of course, Mark being the gentleman that he is helped your parents unload the stuff inside the bags.

“Congratulations for graduating by the way!” your dad exclaims and gave Mark a hug in the middle of the kitchen. “Any plans for college?” your dad added. Mark was so shy about telling his plans for college that he can’t look your father straight in the eye. “Uhm, I’m leaving by the end of the summer sir. I’ll be flying to California and will attend college in Azusa Pacific University” Mark explained shyly.

Both of your parents was ecstatic upon hearing Mark’s college plans, deep inside you are proud of him. Mark being a year older than you was yet another cool thing about him, you had both a boyfriend and a brother. But what will happen to you when Mark finally leaves for college? “Wow! A Christian University? Your parents must be proud of you Mark” your dad was acting like Mark is his son, you can only laugh. “California is far from home son, maybe y/n can get in there too. What do you say honey? It’s not a bad idea right?” your mom blurted out of nowhere. Now you’re annoyed but you can’t show them. You came in closer to Mark pushing him out of he kitchen carrying the snacks and lemonade. “You guys are funny. Were going upstairs to watch, love you both!”

When the two of you are finally alone, you apologised to Mark from what happened earlier. For all you know he doesn’t like how people praise him for being ‘perfect’, he always says that he’s not. “It’s okay. We can’t actually avoid what happened” he let out a laugh and puts a popcorn in your mouth.

You wanted to ask him how you two are going to survive long distance relationship. You never wanted him to leave but he worked so hard to pass the exams. Who are you stop him from chasing what he wants in life? The movie started and you hear him munching his popcorn happily. The sight of Mark being close to you is something you will always cherish. You came closer and hugged him tight, and he did the same in return.

Summer was incredibly fast, you checked your planner and you only have a week left with Mark before he leaves for college. Not to mention that it’s gonna be your birthday the day after he leaves. Everything is starting to make you feel sadder and sadder even though you see Mark everyday.

“Whats wrong?” Mark saw you spacing out.

You were fighting your tears and trying to hide your cracked voice when you finally said what’s on your mind. You let out a lot of questions that you’re 100% sure he’s avoiding, “and I just realised that you’re not going to be here during my birthday”  even though you let out everything that makes your heart heavy, you made sure you looked calm in front of him. He hugged you for a good ten minutes, enjoying the warmth of his body. The warmth only Mark lee could provide, a warmth that you will miss. It surprised you how calm he feels even though you threw a lot of questions at him. Turns out he actually has a plan for the both of you and that made you feel better. “We will work things out. We will try everything, FaceTime me whenever. And don’t worry about your birthday, I’ve got everything planned out. And you just ruined the art of surprise” you laughed at him and kissed him softly, “I’m sorry to ruin the surprise”

Counting down the days before he leaves, you both spend everyday together eating at your favorite restaurants, going to museums, baking cupcakes, buying stuff for his dorm, everything that comes in his mind, you try your best to make it happen.

After helping him pack for college, you two didn’t notice that you are the only ones at home. He told you to wait for him in his bedroom while he prepares for the snack and so you did. You were laying in bed while you wait for him, and to your surprise Mark turned off the lights in his bedroom and you saw him holding a small cake with lit candles that says, ‘i love you’ and he was singing “Happy birthday to you….Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear y/n, happy birthday to you”

You almost explode when he sits in front of you, you were crying tears of joy when you saw his handsome face. You made a wish before blowing the candles and gave Mark a kiss. It came across your mind that he will leave tomorrow and that made you cry even more.

“Yay! Were the same age now. Well technically not yet, but whatever” he puts down the cake on the table beside his bed and dried your tears using the ends of his flannels. “Shh. Don’t cry now. Were supposed to be celebrating.”

Your supposed to be movie night became cuddles and pillow talks, laughing in between whenever he tell you something funny and kissing each other deeply whenever the both of you says something intimate. “It’s against our faith but you know, I want to have sex with you someday and be each other’s first time. Nonetheless I’m happy with all the kisses that we shared everyday” you can feel him breath deeply and you can feel his feet playing with yours. “I’ve been thinking the same” you whisper, trying to hide your blush and shyness. To be honest you were still not ready but you wanted to make the best out this moment. “Do you want to do it tonight?” you suggested out of nowhere, not thinking about anything.

He chuckles as if he was not startled by what you just said. “Yeah I want to” he said without any hesitations. And that’s the only answer you need. You kissed him deeply like you never did before and gently made your way on top of him. Your legs on either side of his hips, slowly grinding on him to make him horny.

“You don’t need to do much. I’m already horny” he whispers in between kisses, changing your positions. Now he’s on top of you, slowly taking your clothes off and you do the same. Everything was done slowly and without any rush. He’s kissing you on places he’s never been before and it makes your head dizzy. Taking his time on kissing your shoulders and collar bones, licking from time to time careful not to leave marks. You moan from what he’s doing. “How can you be so good?” you managed to ask, “porn” simple and straightforward he answers you.

You lift your chest slightly to unclasp your bra and throw it away somewhere. Feeling shy underneath Mark you try to avoid his gaze when he finally looks into. He smiles and slowly touches your boobs, you gasps at the way he touches you while he looks in your eyes. “What’s on your mind Mark?” feeling good with what he’s doing, you were somehow curious. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m a little overwhelmed?” he kisses your neck trying to hide his shyness, hands still on your boobs, “It’s my first time touching boobs, and it’s the first time I’m touching you like this”

With the heat of the moment, somehow his kisses changed from soft and careful to wild and needy. His hard cock pokes your leg while he’s going down to your lower body to take off your panties. “Can I?” of course he asked for your permission, you thought. “Baby I want you to know that when I take this off, theres no turning back” it makes you wonder how Mark can be such a gentleman even after kissing you like crazy and groping your boobs like theres no tomorrow. “Still not changing my mind Mark. Were doing it” and with that you removed your panties yourself to make it less awkward and throws it to Mark. He chuckled at your bold move, stripping himself in front you and throws his briefs at you just like what you did.

Hovering back to you, Mark’s skin is so soft and flawless. Tracing his back muscles, drawing circles around his cute butt, everything about him is perfect. “Are you still nervous?” you asked while pushing his hair away from his face, “Nope. Thanks to your panty throwing move” your giggles turned into sweet moans when he finally put a finger in your pussy. Teasing your clit, moving his finger up and down your slit, gathering your sweet juices, all those moves made you spread your legs wide and you accidentally felt his hard cock almost hitting your entrance. Still kissing you while he worked on his fingers, he’s somehow amused by the way you react underneath him.

“Baby I know. Were both excited. But we can’t skip foreplay” you moan to acknowledge what he said, grinding your hips on his fingers. He pulls aways and kneels in between your legs, still playing with your slit and opening your folds you gasp loud when his tongue finally touches your pussy.

“What the- baby at least warn me?” you said still breathing hard. Your hands made its way to his locks, tugging it when he hits a good spot. “I think you watch to much porn Mark. You’re so good.” you can feel his chuckle against your pussy. Feeling good at what he does, you try to recall what are the things you see when you watch porn. You made him stop for a second and came closer to him, wiping his face with your hand, you asked him if you can suck him off.

Your innocent self did not know how to start making him feel good, but you started to stroke his cock from the base and you play with the tip. His head falls back on his pillows and he was moaning loudly trying to stop himself from cursing, you figured maybe you’re doing a good job. When you finally brought his cock near your lips, you kissed it first before putting it in your mouth. He saw you bobbing your head and seeing your lips around his cock makes him really hard and horny he almost feels sorry for what he’s going to do with you later. “Ugh- Ah! Fu-“ Mark was on edge already making you stop before he cums in your mouth.

“Shit” you meet him on top of the bed again, kissing his neck and waiting for him to come down. “Sorry for the bad word, but baby how-“ you chuckled and copied what he said earlier, “porn” he grabs your head and kiss you again hungrily. He opened the drawer near his bed and grabs the condom that he saved specifically for this moment. “Want to put it on me?” Mark asked you with a wink.

Not refusing his offer, you grabbed the condom and opened it. Playing with his cock for a minute to make it harder. You feel wet kisses on your jaw while you slowly roll it on his cock and when you’re done he goes on top of you again. Spreading your legs whispering sweet things beside your ear that makes you blush. “I love you” he said before entering you slowly. To be honest he was having a hard time pushing his cock inside you because of your virgin pussy but he managed. The stretch awfully hurts, your head is moving from side to side, gasping and moaning loudly. When he’s finally inside you, he’s calming you down with his sweet voice telling how much he loves you and how much he appreciates you. How he’s thankful that he’s having sex for the first time with you and hoping that he could be your last. Did he just talked about getting married someday?

For a first timer, you thought he was doing a great job making you feel good. None of you knows what’s the wrong and right thing to do when it comes to fucking. Whenever he hears you moan, he likes to think that he’s doing a great job. Which he is. Nonstop moaning from the both you and Mark is somehow experimenting with thrust giving you slow deep thrust that changes to sharp and quick ones. The pace makes your boobs beneath him bounce up and down, your nipples earning kisses from him whenever he wants to.

Eyes closed and arms encircled around him, your pussy clenched and you feel the pleasure rising. Moaning and gasping harder, you feel something in your abdomen. You try to inform Mark but when you opened your eyes, he’s staring down at you. Eyes full of lust, catching his own pleasure, eyebrows furrowed and lips parted. You kissed him and that made you both cum. It was great to cum to together you both thought. “I thought I wouldn’t make you cum” he said still panting.

It was nothing as you expected it to be but you were glad to have an intimate moment with Mark before he leaves. He lends you some of his clothes that you get to keep forever. “I’m giving you the best ones okay? So you wouldn’t miss me so much” that’s impossible you murmur.

Both of you slept like a baby and woke up early in the morning with a smile. It shouldn’t be a sad day he said to you. “I’m worried too. And I’m starting to miss you now actually. I’ll be back before you even know it.”

When the time finally comes, Mark said his final goodbyes before he goes to his flight, you were crying nonstop already and you didn’t know how hurt he was to see you cry because of him. His parents brought you home from the airport and made sure that you’re okay. Of course you’re not but you faked a smile and thanked them for bringing you home.

As expected long distance relationship is not easy in fact it made you cry night after night. You both live in different time zones and you don’t want him to lose sleep so sometimes you let him rest instead of catching up with you. Being a high school senior was hard but fun and you couldn’t help to think how it could be more fun if Mark is with you.

Over FaceTime, he tells you how the community in his college is peaceful and that the people there can all be your friends. You laugh at that thought. “Hey, hows your college applications going?” rambling with your words, you try to pretend that you didn’t hear him. But he’s not taking no for an answer, as always. He repeated his question.

“Uhm. To be honest, I’m having a hard time choosing” you gave him a short and simple answer hoping he would just change the topic. For all you know he was waiting for you to talk about going to his college too. That was the plan you both made before he left.  

But you’re wrong, Mark wants to hear exactly what he wants to hear. “Between?” you don’t see it in his face but you hear it, he’s disappointed. He was reminding you of the plan you two made before he left you, a plan that will you make the two of you together again. Everyday.

“Yes, I know that baby. I’m just trying things out no big deal” he scoffed.

“Is this a change of heart? What y/n? You don’t love me anymore because I’m far?” you can’t believe at what you’re hearing right now.

“Mark Lee that’s not true. Baby, you know I love you. Stop being like that” he’s not even looking at you right now, you wonder if his listening. Maybe not. “Mark, I’m going to bed” he nodded and ended the video call.

To be honest, your problem was your GPA. It was not enough to get in to Mark’s college and you didn’t wanted to tell him because he would be so disappointed and mad. That led you to apply to different colleges that fits your GPA. But if you’re being totally honest, you didn’t want to go to California. It’s not that you don’t want to be with Mark, it just so happens that you never wanted to leave home.  

Your normal relationship with Mark was gone, or rather the both of you changed within a month of being away. You fight almost every week and it will go on for days, he quickly judge you sometimes from not having enough time for him. You started lying to him so he won’t get disappointed at you. The long distance relationship was draining you both.

The next day, you went to school with puffy eyes. Your friends told you to dump Mark because he’s been acting weird lately and that doesn’t sound good to them. “No, girls I can’t you know how much I lovehim” you argue with a smile, knowing they’re just kidding. “We’re just saying that Haechan from your history class has a huge crush on you”

You scoffed, knowing that a popular guy like Haechan would never lay eyes on you.

Days without Mark went on and on, you’re starting to think if you really matter to him. You hear his parents saying about how Mark talks to them everyday, and that made you sad. Maybe it’s because they’re his parents of course he should talk to them everyday. But he promise he would talk to you too.

When you finally got a call from Mark, he’s still cold as ice. But he asked how was your day and you said you were fine and that school was school. “Oh Mark, by the way. I have to head out in a few minutes” you checked your watch and you only have ten minutes.

“I’m going to this party, Angela is going to pick me up in ten minutes”

“Am I the only one trying for the both us y/n?” he removed his glasses and crossed his arms, “is this why your GPA wasn’t enough? Because you were out partying?”

You figured maybe he asked your parents, “No. Mark. Its because I’m not perfect like you.” He was angry at you again. Hearing his words convinced you that Mark has indeed changed. Maybe he’s doing this because he cares? But you don’t like the way he treats you now. He’s not your Mark anymore. Your Mark will comfort you and tell you that it’s okay you can try again and he will help you, he usually makes everything in your life easier and bearable, he usually understands what you’re going through.

“I’m done reminding you with this shit y/n”

“Maybe, I’m done too Mark. Maybe I can’t do this anymore"

“Yeah maybe you’re right. Let’s just stop this”

And just like that he ended the call again. Angela sent you a text that she’s already outside waiting with the others. You were 100% out of your mind for still going to the party after breaking up with Mark. “Mom, dad I’m going to a party with Angela. Don’t wait up” you said trying to stop your tears from falling. “Enjoy honey!”

The moment you’re inside Angela’s car, you burst out in tears. Telling them you and Mark are over. They took a moment of silence for you to cry your heart out. “You sure you still want to go?” Angela asked sincerely, “Yeah. I need a drink” everyone in the car got startled with what you just said because in their eyes you’re this christian girl who doesn’t drink and you rather take care of your drunk friends during parties. “I mean. It’s about time I learn to drink right?” you added and sniffed for the last time.

You dried your tears, and went on with the night. The entire school is almost present at the party and you were actually having a great time. It was hard but, you try not to think of him and help yourself feel better. By the end of the day, you don’t need him to take care of you.

Life goes on without Mark, he never called you and you never called him. You’ve been happier by just loving yourself and trying new things. Changing every detail about your existence and throwing away the old and boring you. You started going to parties every weekend with your friends and you’re starting to be more popular at school.

Both your parents and his parents were devastated when they heard about the news. You still adore Mr. and Mrs. Lee, you still see them in church. They said they’re still rooting for the both of you. Mark was home for spring break, you weren’t.

You went to Miami with a couple of friends and your new boyfriend, Haechan. Sweet Haechan. Turns our what you’re friends told you months ago was true. He has a huge crush on you ever since junior high. When he found out you’re single, he made his way through your heart slowly but surely. Made you laugh everyday with his jokes, made you blush with his sweet words and he never treated you bad. Your parents quite like him because he takes care of you and that Haechan was funny and charming.

Senior year was suddenly full of laughter and good times despite all the readings and studying that you all have to do. You’ve been with Haechan for almost half of your senior year now and you’re happy you’re graduating together. Maybe one of the many things that you like about Haechan is, he was also planning to go to the same university you’re planning to go. “Long distance relationships scares me babe” you said to Haechan while eating beside him, “I know. I know, because of Mark. Don’t worry about it I’m not him” he kisses your temple and continues eating.

Three months left before you graduate, the school is torturing you with all the requirements needed to be passed. Both you and Haechan are busy studying and you both agreed to ace all of your exams. Good thing Haechan was competitive and studious like you.

You’re deep into understanding Shakespeare when you heard your mom knock at your door. “Theres someone downstairs honey” with a shrugged you removed your glasses, “who might that be, all of my friends are studying” you mumble at yourself. As you made your way to the living room, you saw your dad talking to someone with a big smile on his face. “Oh heres y/n” your father pointed at you. The moment that someone turned around to face you, you wanted to go to sleep immediately.

“H-hi, y/n” he started.

“Mark” you let out a fake smile.

Bold of him to assume that you still wanted to see him after having a new girlfriend just weeks after you broke up. You wanted to slap him. His new girlfriend was pretty and probably smart too because they go to the same school. He started attending college parties too and learned to drink alcohol. You know because his mother absentmindedly updates you about what hes doing in California. He still looked the same tho.

You try to get out of this situation, then you remembered the clothes you borrowed the night you two had sex for the first time you figured it’s time to return it. “I’ll return the clothes that I borrowed from…. last time. I’ll get it-“ he quickly told you that he’s not here for his clothes, he’s here for you.

“I’m studying. Every senior is studying tonight, Mark. Please just- not tonight” you beg of him to leave you alone because it’s true, you have a lot tests tomorrow. “Oh, okay. I’m sorry” and he made his way outside your house.

On the next day, you were happy you aced the test and you can finally breath. As for your celebration, you and Haechan spend the whole day together after school. He told you no one is home and that no one will disturb the two of you in his room. You already knew what he was talking about and you wanted to spend time with Haechan too.

Your relationship with Haechan was far from what you had with Mark. Haechan was full of new things, always surprising you about a lot of things. And new things as in kinks like, fingering you in front of the mirror and making out like theres no tomorrow. You were sexually active when you started dating Haechan. At first you thought maybe he was just staying for sex but the more you stayed in this relationship, he proved to you that he can fuck you and love you more at the same time.

The two of you are fucking in Haechan’s room when you got a call from your mom. You kissed him before answering the phone, “don’t stop” he liked the challenge. “Hello mom.” you answered while Haechan is fucking you balls deep. “Oh honey, hi! Uh.. Mark is here…” and after hearing his name, you ended the call immediately. You put your phone on silent and threw it somewhere on the floor with your discarded clothes.

“Haechan- Ah! Harder babe!” you meet his hard thrust and you made him choke you. After cumming for the third time that afternoon, Haechan flips you on your stomach, your ass is up in the air just the way you like it. Now that you’re on all fours, he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls it while he thrust deep and hard. You let out a long moan and you cum hard. Breathing and wanting more air, you feel Haechan kissing every inch of your body and saying sorry about how hard he fucked you today. You can only let out a small giggle, still feeling tired but you told him he did great as always.  

“I’m just so tired from school lately. I’m sorry” he added, still kissing you sweetly.

“Me too, that’s why I need to be fucked hard”

“Oh by the way, what did your mom told you” suddenly Mark’s face flashed in your mind.

“Nothing. She just wanted me to buy her some raisin bread on the way home” you lied. You felt sorry for lying to Haechan knowing he’s been nothing but a great boyfriend.

“Okay, we’ll buy some on the way”

Hoping that Mark went home already, you brought Haechan to have dinner with you and your family to celebrate for finishing the last wave of exams. You found them already eating in the dinning room…. with Mark. Your mom was the first to greet Haechan and gave your boyfriend a warm hug and kiss on the cheeks, telling him it’s so sweet of him to bring her some raisin bread.

The dinner wasn’t awkward thanks to Haechan, he’s always the life of a party. Your parents loved him, like how they used to love Mark. And speaking of Mark, it’s good that he plays fair. He laughs at Haechan’s stories and jokes while having dinner careful not to steal a glance from you.

After dinner you thanked Haechan for having dinner with your family even with Mark’s presence. “I swear I didn’t know they invited him-“ he cuts you off, “It’s okay babe” he kissed your forehead and hugged you like a bear stuffed toy, “make sure to rest well okay? I was kinda hard earlier” you nod and gave him a goodbye kiss. You watch him drive away from your street before going inside, not sure what to tell Mark.

When you went back inside, your mom told you Mark is in your room waiting for you.

And that was the last thing you needed today, Haechan was right he fucked you a little bit harder today. The exhaustion just hits you before seeing your bed all nice comfy.

“Mark what do you want? I’m going to bed”

“I want to start over again”

You almost tripped at what you just heard. To be honest you can’t believe with what he just said. “Are you drunk? Didn’t you just saw me and Haechan? He’s my boyfriend Mark, maybe you don’t know. We’ve been together for nine beautiful months now.

He let out a heavy sigh, “Everything you just said right now hurts me to the core. Y/n, we have a history. A damn good one-“

“You made me feel like shit Mark!” you quietly yelled at him.  

“And I was only being harsh to you because I was that desperate to be with you! To touch you again! To hold your hand! To see you in person again and not just through my computer screen or my phone! I was saving money so I could give you a ticket to California and you’d visit me!” you see tears in his eyes now. Those can’t be real tears you thought.

“Bullshit Mark! You had all the time in world to win me back before me and Haechan happens, but you didn’t! Between the both of us, you are the first one to have someone… someone new” you can’t believe you’re choking with your words and you’re crying in front of him.

“THAT WAS NOTHING!” he shouted at you tears running through his face, you’re positive your parents can hear the both of you screaming. You checked outside your door if they happen to listen, but they’re still at the kitchen.

“I need you to stop screaming and shouting at me Mark, and I need you to leave-“ and just like that, your world is upside down again. He kissed you shamelessly his hands just above your jaw. You don’t understand why you returned the kiss. You don’t understand why you kissed the guy who made you feel like shit.

You wanted to slap him but he started to explain himself again, “I was alone there y/n. And I was looking forward to be with you again. I came home during spring break but you weren’t home” you felt your heart beating for him again. Everything that’s happening right now is wrong. He hugged you and you felt that familiar warmth that only Mark Lee can provide. That warmth that you missed and the same warmth that you’ve been longing to feel again if you’re being honest. “I’ll be here for 2 months only. Is that enough to make it up to you? If not, I could drop some of my classes and take them next semester”

“It’s fine. That’s fine” from there on the word ‘cheater’ comes flashing in your mind. The chaos that you’ve single handedly chose for yourself will backfire the moment you face Haechan.

A month passed by already and Mark has been coming to your house everyday. Just like the old times. It actually felt that he never left and the two of you never broke up. You’ve been hiding this shit for Haechan and it becomes heavier and heavier each day. He never noticed that you’re hiding something from him because you spend your days with him normally. You meet Haechen in the day and you spend your time after school with Mark after Haechan drives you home.

You never talked about Haechan in front of Mark. You never told him how hard it is for you to cheat for him. But because your Mark is back, he told hes sorry for putting you in a situation like this. “I know it’s my fault. I came in barging in your life when you’re-“

“Stop” you pat the side of your bed giving him the sign to lay in bed with you. “Hmmm. Hows your day?”  you asked, pushing his hair back and scratching the top of his head and his nape just the way he likes it. It tickles him and makes him scrunch his cute nose, something you miss seeing. He hugged you in return drawing circles at your back, “mom was asking for you. She said you haven’t been going to church for awhile now”  he said with a calm voice.

“Mark, I hope you understand that a lot has changed when we were apart”

“Hmmm. I know. Some of it is visible, like how you’re bold when it comes to doing things now. The shy and innocent y/n is gone.” he chuckles, “but you’re still my y/n. That part of you will never change”

This time you’re the one who let out a chuckle, “What? What part?”

“You’re still the girl that I laid eyes on. Let’s not forget that I was the one who had a crush on you first” you never forget. “You’re still the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with you know. No matter how much you change, I’m willing to love every version of you.”

The whole time Mark was talking theres only one thing in your mind, he’s back. The Mark that you loved whole heartedly is back.

“I was wrong to breakup with you” the breakup was the last thing you wanted to talk about. You tried to stop him but he insist, “listen to me first baby” you avoid his gaze, but you listen. “Do you remember how we used to not fight? That our misunderstandings will only last minutes?” another reason why you loved him so much back then, “Yeah but you changed” you challenged him, “Okay, okay I’m sorry. But did you ever think about how normal couples do fight like crazy? I think” he gulped, “In my opinion, we weren’t used to fighting that’s why. We were so perfect on being together for only just a few months, we weren’t ready to be apart. And that’s my fault because I went away. And by the time the word breakup is brought up, it’s wrong for me to leave you because I should’ve stayed. That’s the right thing to do, we fight for our relationship not give up on them. I just learned it the hard way and I’m sorry”

You were silent the whole time, thinking about how you’re gonna breakup with Haechan. He’s going to be so hurt, he has done nothing wrong. “Mark, those were dark times for the both of us. You’re here beside me. In my bed.” you chuckled, “let’s just sleep okay?”

On the next day, you decided to breakup with Haechen. You sent him a text telling him that you wanted to breakup with him. It’s a coward thing to do but you didn’t want to see him so hurt just because you cheated on him. But only for a few minutes he’s outside your house crying and begging for you to stay.

“Why y/n? Baby, we were perfect” he sobs and you hear him whimper while he’s embracing you, “We were perfect. Please tell me what did I do wrong. I’ll change it.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. You just don’t deserve a coward like me, Haechan please dont make this harder than it already is”

“Let’s fix this- I’m going to change”

“It’s Mark- Haechan I’m sorry” you see Mark standing at your porch and you hugged Haechan for the last time. “I told you. You deserve someone better than me”

“I don’t care about him! We were perfect before he comes in the picture!” he walked closer to Mark and yelled at him, shouting screaming like a mad man telling him how he ruined your relationship. “We were fucking perfect and then you fucking came back! You treated her like shit and I didn’t!”

By this time you were crying too, sobbing and begging Haechan to please stop yelling.   All the words that Haechan let out in Mark’s face were all true. Mark was silent because he knew all too well that Haechan is right.

“I’m only agreeing to breakup with you because you chose this guy over me. And I respect you. I respect your decision, that’s how much I love you. I’m going to treat you right until this very end” and he  left with a heavy heart. You never thought seeing Haechan leave will hurt you to the point that you’re sitting on the ground sobbing and crying like a little girl. “I brought this to you, I’m sorry” Mark was helping you to get up and guides you inside your house.

In a matter of three months you manage to get back with Mark accepting him in your life again like nothing happened, you cheated on Haechan and broke his heart to pieces, and graduate. The last three months of high school was too much. Before graduation, you hear murmurs in school about you cheating on Haechan and it made you sadder because they remind you of how awful of person you became. Your friends got mad at you for what you did but good thing didn’t leave your side. Graduation became even more sadder for you because you felt that almost half of your batch hates you. Mark wanted to attend your graduation but you didn’t want him to. You’re afraid he might hear people talking about him and hurting Mark too was the last thing you wanted to happen.  

In the end you learned to forgive yourself with what you’ve done and Mark was helping you through the process making you happy again. You decided to leave home and went to a college that offers everything you need and it’s a good thing that it’s just one bus away from where Mark studies. Mark helped you moved in and he helped you fix your dorm making your place comfortable. Honestly Mark took care of everything, he was the one who looked for a decent dorm near your university and he made sure that you’re not going to be overwhelmed by everything that’s happening right now. And that if you miss home, he can always go to you.

“I’ll make you feel at home. I’ll be your home. I won’t let you down this time. I promise.”

................................................. Masterlist

Hey there! Thanks for reading if you came to this point hihi. And in return, I would like to say that this is a true story of how I cheated when I was in high school. Not that Im proud that I cheated, It’s just what I do here in my blog. I overshare and if that makes you uncomfortable, I’m sorry. Going back to the story, (I’ll just use Mark and Haechan’s name so you wont get confused.)

The real ending was not good. I ended up breaking up with Mark too and I never talked to Mark ever again., then I came back to Haechan, and Haechan cheated on me too in the end. And then we broke up for good.  After that when I started college, all the boys that I’ve been with, cheated on me. And maybe that’s my karma. I can only hope that my future husband will never cheat on me. Lesson. 1. Cheating is cheating, don’t wait for karma to get back to you. 2. Dont cheat. I learned my lesson the hard way. AND THAT IS THAT, THANK YOU AGAIN. IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS YOU CAN SEND ME A MESSAGE AND WE CAN TALK TIL THE SUN GOES DOWN, or up.. 

[thepurplechronicler]

Nine months have passed since the Fall of Spider-Man, the Death of Peter Parker, and New York’s newest spider gives his only warning...

Michelle groans in frustration, cursing her Silk-sense under her breath, confident that this was just another moment of her senses fucking with her. It's only when the screens of all three TV's in the coffee shop flutter with static, the words PLEASE STANDBY FOR TRANSMISSION appear before the screens switch to a figure, sitting in a chair, arms crossed over his chest with his legs comfortably sitting on top of a table. The same Spider Michelle had seen last night, and May had recently seen from a distance. May wonders how she could've thought Miles would wear such attire, seeing him up close. The strange metallic black suit with the white Spider and large ghostly white eyes sends a shiver down May's spine. The trench coat and fedora, the peculiar belt and the handguns are visible as if he's showing them off. May, Michelle and the other customers watch the transmission like it's the last thing they'll ever see, the dark voice that speaks to them only drawing the audience in further.

"This is a recorded message for all criminals and offenders. The innocent public need not pay mind to me, and I apologise in advance for making this transmission appear, well, everywhere. I'm trying to ensure this message is thorough and that every delinquent I'm yet to find witnesses my warning. I'm confident you're all wondering who I am and why I've made my web in this city, especially those who've already encountered me. The answer to one of those wonders is quite simple. I'm the cure to this pandemic you call a war with crime. I'm here not to balance the scale but devastate the winning side. These animals, these cockroaches in human form, will be judged according to their crimes and criminal histories. I will serve punishment consequently simply because I'm tired of seeing innocents suffer at the hands of creatures of the night, so I've decided to do something about it. There's no place you can hide from me, no identity I can't see through, no way to stop me from finding you. I have the aptitude to locate you and the will to do what is needed, anybody who mistakes my intentions will learn in due time. After all, there isn't a single person or thing in this city that scares me, and that should be what scares you. Essentially, this is the only warning I'll give you. You'll either take this message seriously or-"

The coffee shop is entirely silent as they watch the figure withdraw his legs from the table, his hands placed on the handrest of the chair as he finds himself to his feet. The figure shows off his tall and thickset physique, the eyes of his mask staring at the camera before he kicks the chair away from him.

"Or, you won't. I mean, why listen to a face on a screen, right? Do you need some convincing? Okay, okay, no skin off my nose," the figure shrugs, moving off the screen only for only a few seconds. He returns, pushing an office chair into view, an office chair with someone webbed to it by his arms, legs and chest, his mouth taped shut. The man strapped to the chair looks worse for wear, sleep-deprived and beaten to a pulp. The figure stands behind the man in the chair, his hands held firmly against the man's shoulders, the immediate whimper of the man displaying how shit your pants scared he is of the Spider. "Meet Flynn Paxton, right-hand man of Wilson Fisk, who a lot of us would know as the Kingpin. You see, after Paxton here and I had a nice little chat, he's told me everything I'd ever want to know about Willy, his operations, his associates, his safe houses, but here's the kicker. I don't just know about Willy and his buddies. I know all about his competition too. Every crime boss, mob boss, gang leader, every hero and vigilante the Kingpin is feuding within this city is now on my radar due to Flynn's cooperation. How lovely it is to have a place to start. Speaking of you heroes, the Avengers, the Defenders, Silk and the new Spider-Man, it would be best if you stayed out of my way. I know your heavy hitters aren't on the planet, and I'm not seeking to hurt you, not unless you leave me short of options. I'm not afraid of any of you, remember that. Believe that. As you can see, this isn't a joke. My arrival is your day of reckoning. I might not come today, tonight, tomorrow, may not come until next week, but I'll catch up with you, I'll catch up with all of you. I have all the time in the world for this. When I'm done, either you're all gone, or I've died in the process. Good luck with that. You can't kill what's already dead. Oh, damn, I almost forgot. Whoever seeks out Paxton here, you have forty-eight hours to find him, or he disappears forever, and don't get me wrong, I don't exactly care who gets to him. Willy, one of his enemies, one of the heroes in this city, I don't care, but I'm done with him. I look forward to finding out if Fisk actually cares for him. As for the Sinister Six? If you're trying to sound threatening, don't sound like a shitty boy band, regardless, I look forward to meeting you, and seeing what you all think you're made of. Just remember, when days fall into night, I become impossible to see coming. You can call me the Huntsman, and I'm signing off this recorded message. Tata."

[wdwmarveldisney]

You’se Perfect

Modern era

Summary: Reader has been getting amazing paintings and incredible drawing on their hands and arms from where their soulmate was bored. All their friends have found theirs or are about to meet them apart from Y/N. Instead they’re too panicked to do anything. They don’t think they’ll ever meet them until Elmer is pointing at the exact copy of the newest painting.

Masterlist

A/N: So I found this soulmate au on Pinterest but it’s from here and then I tried to find some sort of cool drawing on a hand but instead I came across this picture so you know. I loved the idea and well Jack Kelly is an amazing artist.

A small yelp left your lips as you suddenly noticed the paint that covered your hand. How had you not noticed they had done this in the past hour. Maybe it was the fact that you had just left Chemistry and spent the lesson fiddling with your fingers under the table instead of actually taking notes.

The canteen was practically empty and you were sat on the table by yourself, waiting on your friends. Holding your hand in the other, you admired the new art piece. Ones like this, with paint, are always scheduled and you had found out that they always happened when Mr Rogers, the art teacher, had a class from your year.

Ones that were small doodle, some of which lined your arms, were always random and happening at any time in the day. You always assumed that it was because they were bored or just liked the small doodles, like you did.

You had wrote reminders on your hands various times or fell asleep in class and woke up to your friends drawing on your hands. You had thought about whether or not they were ever trying to find you or just letting you find them.

Recently you had made a rash decision to find them and as soon as you found out which art class they were from, you backed down from the search. Every time you thought about finding a name, your nerves went all funny and you couldn’t even think about speaking. You wondered if they were the same.

Finding you was obviously not as easy as as finding them but if they had confidence, they would of found you before you found them.

You had thought about what they’d be like on so many different occasions and decided to be open to anything. But one thing that would love for them to have is confidence. If they could actually find you and start a conversation with you, you’re sure you would past out. You’d never really been very lucky when it came to being confident, growing up with a lot of people surrounding you kinda made you more silent. Voicing your opinions rarely happened and overtime you got scared that was because nobody cared about them. You constantly tried to overcome that thought but it was very persistent.

A loud noise brought you out of your focus. Racetrack Higgins and Albert DaSilva has just walked into the canteen, shouting and cheering about something. Most of that group were loud, not that you minded but sometimes it didn’t help. Loud noises always set off a need to be quiet because at home, that’s what it was like. Everyone else talked, laughed and argued as you sat silently with a smile.

You liked those boys in that friendship group because they were always so close. They had this bond that you’d never seen or experienced with anyone ever before. At times, when you needed someone by your side, you felt jealous but you always admired their friendships.

Jack Kelly was part of this friendship group and he was the artist out of all of them. Him being an artist who was known not to listen or pay attention in most classes often made you think that he was your soulmate. You kept it as your number one suspicion, the most likely to happen, but you always stopped yourself from starting to like him in case it wasn’t.

Several noises made you look back to the table to see all your friends already sitting down and starting a usual weird conversation. You listened in and spoke up at times but you couldn’t stop looking at the artwork on your hand. When your friends had noticed this, they immediately started questioning you about it, some talking loudly saying that your soulmate may be in the room.

After a very short discussion about the beautiful piece, you friends moved on to their own soulmates. Some had already met theirs some had no idea who they were yet and one of your friends was having full blown conversations with their’s by writing to each other. Their soulmate lived in some place far away, that you couldn’t remember, and had also given them their number.

Stealing the idea of talking to them through writing on your arm seemed like a great idea but you didn’t know what to say. Would asking ‘What’s your name?’ be too forward? Could you ask them ‘What are you like?’ and actually get a truthful response? What if they spoke an entirely different language to you? What if you accidentally offended them with one of your questions?

Suddenly your friend next to you grabbed your hand that had the masterpiece on it and looked over their shoulder and gasped. With wide eyes, you checked over your shoulder too only for the pounding of your heart make everything seem so distance. There sat Jack Kelley letting Katherine look at the new artwork he had made. He seemed to be explaining something but you couldn’t tell what for two reasons.

Reason one: You were across the room from him and it was impossible for you to catch the words with such distance between you.

Reason two: You were going to pass out.

Everything spun as you stared at the painting on the boy’s hand. It was only then you noticed that Elmer had seen your hand was trying to get Jack to turn around. Ripping your hand away from your friend’s grasp, you grabbed your bag and marched out of the canteen. You didn’t look at anyone but felt several pairs of eyes on you. You kept your hand against your stomach, against the idea of meeting your soulmate just yet.

Sure you had dreamed of this moment but that was the exact reason why you were walking away. You’d be so focused on trying to make it go perfect, that it’s be a disaster and he would surely hate you for ruining it too.

Finally a fair distance away from the hall, you paced in front of some lockers before leaning against one and sliding down to sit on the floor. You crossed your legs and rested your head back, closing your eyes and sighing. You were fine, he probably didn’t even believe Elmer any way.

You tapped your fingers against your knee, finding that you had to distract yourself somehow and this had always been a nervous habit for you. You listened to the steady drum of your fingers until suddenly they stopped. You hadn’t stooped them but someone grabbing your hand had.

Your eyes snapped open to see Jack sitting next to you, holding your hand and looking at the paint that was on it. He placed his own hand next to it, making sure it was an exact copy before a large goofy grin lit up his face.

“You’se my...” he trailed off, looking up to meet your eyes but you immediately looked away. You couldn’t meet his eye because you were overthinking and you didn’t want to see some hidden emotion of sadness or disgust.

“I’m your...” you trailed off in a similar way to him before you looked back down at the floor. You bit your lip as you waited for him to say something but he didn’t. That of course started your tendency to overthink the situation and you said the first thing that came to mind. “Is that okay?”

You finally met his eyes and watched how he went from excited to confused at the question. “What do ya mean?” He looked at you, scanning your face as if to memorise it.

“I mean, I’m sorry if I’m not what you expected and it’s completely fine if you don’t want me as your soulmate,” you elaborated, finding yourself not able to look into his eyes again.

“No, don’t apologise. You’se perfect,” Jack was quick to hold your hand properly, intertwining your fingers. He stared at your hands, a massive grin on his face, a bright blush in his cheeks. You couldn’t help the small smile that made its way onto your face. “You’se always be perfect,” he mumbled.

Without really thinking about it, you leaned your head into his shoulder, closing your eyes. “Right back at ya,” you murmured tiredly. Panicking is really exhausting and you just wanted to sleep. Being with Jack was comforting and relaxing to the point where you could fall asleep in the middle of the corridor.

Of course you did panic when he let go of your hand but you calmed down when it was just because he was wrapping his arm round your shoulders and holding your other hand. He placed a light kiss to your forehead before he rested his head against yours, sighing.

“I’m sorry in advance. I’m going to be a nightmare,” you admitted and all he did was laugh and pull you closer to him. The bell went, signalling class, but neither of you had the intentions to move.

[one-boring-person]

Only Traitors Consort With The Damned. (Part Four)

The Lost Boys x reader

Warnings: blood, graphic violence, death

Context: Elijah and (Y/n) hunt a couple of vampires down.

A/N: So I have quite a lot I want to write at the moment, meaning that I nearly forgot about this, so I apologise if it feels a little rushed. Again, the boys don't play a major role in this part, but they will later on in the story, I promise!

Masterlist

"Any chance we can try and keep this clean tonight? Clearing up is always a pain in this town." I whisper to the Hunter crouched beside me, our eyes fixed intently on the three figures further into the alley, their attention on something else entirely.

"I can't promise anything." Elijah chuckles lowly, edging forwards slightly as he draws his pistol, screwing on a silencer as he goes, signalling for me to do the same, waiting as I rush to obey him. Expertly, I cock the pistol and ready it for use, checking the clip silently in the darkness, taking off the safety as we move further into the alley, the two of us moving with each other as if we've been doing it for years. In unison, we lift our firearms to eye level.

"On three." Elijah commands, voice calm and steady, "One...two...three."

As one, we compress the triggers, the bullets tearing through the air as they hurtle towards our targets, easily finding their marks. Screeches of pain and outrage echo loudly in the alley as blood spurts from the wounds, though we don't pay any attention to them, cocking our guns again, firing at will, our rounds quickly depleting as every bullet finds its mark. Well aware that wooden bullets will not instantly kill them, we draw our stakes and step out of the shadows, advancing on the three vampires recovering on the floor. Upon seeing us, they snap back upright, teeth bared in anger and pain, eyes flashing ominously as they mimic our moves, stepping in time with us, ready to pounce at us. Internal conversation seems to happen, as they then suddenly lunge forwards, two of them colliding with me as the other attacks Elijah, knocking me to the floor with a grunt of surprise.

Instinctually, I kick out, catching one of them somewhere fleshy as I claw and stab at the other, the stake sinking into muscle and tendons why satisfying squelches, screams and cries of agony accompanying my every move, though they are short lived as the two vampires manage to pin me down, keeping me spread eagled and prone. Instantly, they both lean down to bite into me, one at my neck, the other at my shoulder, gasps of agony escaping me as their fangs sink into me, though a short bitter laugh accompanies it as they suddenly pull back, hissing and spitting in disgust and surprise, blood (both mine and their own) spilling from their open mouths. In that split second, I lunge upwards and plunge the stake into the heart of the closest, driving it deeply into the chest cavity, teeth gritting together as gore erupts out onto my clothes, staining my face.

Shrieking, the vampire falls to the floor, dying and writhing as I go to stand, only to be pulled back by the other, panic fluttering inside me as their hands clamp around my throat, nails digging into my skin, drawing blood as they start to squeeze, triumphant cackle loud and unpleasant in my ears. Struggling for breath, I claw at the vice-like grip, kicking out and writhing, the edges of my vision slowly going fuzzy as the oxygen stops reaching my brain.

Feeling my energy start to dwindle, I notice my limbs going limp, my arms heavy and leaden as my eyes roll back into my head, unconsciousness threatening to take over, prompting the vampire to suddenly drop me to the floor, my knees colliding painfully with the concrete. Instantly, it's hands are back around my throat this time with the intention of tearing out my windpipe, but I've recovered quickly enough, my hands reaching into my pocket, finding what I'm looking for. Twisting, I smash it against their chest, a cloud of mist enveloping the vampire as screams and shouts of agony erupt from them, the holy water grenade having the desired effect.

With one last burst of energy, I pull the stake from the fallen body of the first vampire and thrust it into the heart of the second, crying out in exertion as they collapse onto me, impaling themselves on it. Throwing it sideways, I look over at Elijah, who is crouched by the remains of the other vampire, blue eyes meeting mine across the gap, taking in my bloodied appearance critically.

"Lets not get too dirty, eh?" He remarks, standing and coming over after removing his stake from the vampire, helping me to my feet with a small flourish, inspecting my injuries in concern.

"Shut up." I growl, brushing myself off as I look him over, annoyed to find him nearly spotless somehow.

"Sorry. You gonna be ok? You've been bitten and scratched pretty badly." He muses, taking off his coat and offering it to me in place of my now-filthy one. Smiling tiredly, I accept the offer and slipbthe coat on, enjoying the sense of comfort it brings.

"I'll be ok, thanks. I'll go back home and fix myself up. You've got a hotel room, right?" I ask him, bending down to the bodies at my feet once more, taking the knife from my pocket as I do so.

"I do, but I can stay at yours tonight, if that helps?" Elijah replies, going to his own quarry and doing the same as I am: pulling back their lip and cutting out their left fang, soemthing all SRS Hunters are required to do, in order to prove a kill.

"No, don't worry about it. I'll survive the walk home." I decline, taking the two bloodied fangs and sticking them in my pocket, ready to go in the case back at my home, my fingers slick with gore as I slip the blade back into its sheath, my bites now beginning to hurt as I take the feet of both corpses and drag them behind a steel bin. Taking out the hip flask we all have to carry, I douse the bodies in lighter fluid, waiting for Elijah to move his own body over before setting them on fire with my lighter, aware that the remains will no longer be recognisable in the morning, after having been burnt and then obscured by the morning rain that will no doubt put out the flames before they can spread. Elijah watches all this with a critical eye.

I pull another bin across them before I turn to leave, grabbing my gun on the way, intending to take the back roads put of Santa Carla to avoid being seen and reported, aware that my appearance is not the most normal. Elijah follows me, keeping up a quiet conversation as I lead him through the labyrinth of roads and alleys, the two of us falling back into our natural habits with ease, as if we were both still Cadets back in Hunting School, joking and messing around with each other. It takes fifteen minutes of this for us to find his hotel, where he says goodbye and leaves me, still holding his holdall even after the excitement of the evening.

Blood stained and tired, I turn my back on the hotel and walk home, hoping to get washed before I get to sleep, hating the reek that has taken over my body, feeling stiff and dirty. Before long, the small shed comes into view, everything just as I left it this morning.

Grabbing the bucket of water outside the door, I head inside and lock myself in as best I can, going further into the room in the darkness, able to navigate it pretty well through instinct. Placing the bucket down, I reach into my pocket and flick on my lighter, locating a candle and lighting it, soon able to see a little better. I go around the room and light more of the candles placed around there, soon having a pleasant ring of light to do stuff in, only to then realise I'm not alone, as I first thought.

"What the hell happened to you?" Is the first thing I hear before I realise who it is, rolling my eyes when I recognise Paul's voice.

"Went on a hunt. Got messy and bitten. It happens." I prompt him dismissively, standing back a bit as I debate how to tell them to leave the room, in desperate need of some privacy so I can change in peace.

"You got bitten?!" David speaks up, stepping further into the candlelight with a worried look on his face, the others following suit.

"Yeah, twice. It's not the first time, David, don't worry. I'll just clean it and I'll be fine. Speaking of which, could you guys leave the room whilst I change? Please?"

Wordlessly, they walk out of the room and into the cold outside, waiting whilst i make an effort to clean myself up with the bucket of water, scrubbing the blood off of myself with some luck, my clothes needing a much more through clean, though that is to be expected. Pulling on some new ones, I go outside with my clothes and the bucket, leaving them there as I invite the boys back inside. Finding my first aid kit, I go to start dressing my wounds, only to find myself struggling in the dim light.

Dwayne immediately steps forwards to help me, deft fingers replacing mine as he works at cleaning and closing up the bite mark, his look of jealousy hidden to me as he sees the intimate placing of the wound. As his hands brush against my skin, I try to ignore the rising blush in my cheeks, turning instead to watch the others, only for my cheeks to darken when I see David, Marko and Paul staring at me with intensity. It takes Dwayne around five minutes to finish up, by which time the air is significantly tenser and more charged, as if something happened that no one was supposed to see.

He steps away from me, turning away as he licks his fingers clean, hissing suddenly at the tatse.

"Do you inject yourself with holy water? Why the hell does this taste so...painful?" He bursts out, dark eyes finding mine.

"All SRS Hunters are required to drink it, so that supernatural beings can't drink or use our blood for anything. It's quite a good defence tactic at times." I inform him, yawning suddenly as the energy leaves my body.

"Long day, huh?" Marko chips in from somewhere behind the others, the curly haired vampire chuckling at the grumble he receives in response.

"We should probably leave you, then. We just wanted to make sure you were alright seeing as we never really saw you tonight." David muses, reaching out to brush my hair from my face as he smiles down at me, blue eyes unnaturally soft.

"I'm sorry. It's gonna be like that for a few more days or so, as long as the Senior Officer is here, I can't see you guys so often. I don't want you getting caught." I warn him, standing from my seat as I try to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, my cheek tingling from where he touched me.

"A shame, but thank you, anyway. We'll see you around." David says, smiling once more before turning and leaving, Dwayne waving at me as he follows. Marko and Paul stepping forwards to sweep me into a hug before leaving themselves, crushing me against their chests almost protectively.

"See ya, (Y/n)." Paul calls as they walk out, leaving me alone again.

Part Five

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Trimberly Pirate AU

There are Very Many ideas in my head. If you’re interested in them, take a look at my feeble attempt at fic writing below.

Perhaps they were fated to meet, or maybe it was simply chance. Either way, there was no turning back. Their story was an inevitability - its movements as sure as the tides themselves.

A Pirate AU wherein Trini is a notorious pirate captain, and Kimberly just wants to be free.

Read it on AO3 here!

She had never expected to be here. Though Zack’s plans were wild to be sure, she had to concede that more often than not, they worked. Still, she’d rather it was him in her place. But as great a strategist as he was, Zack was terrible at keeping his cool. His excitement was likely to get the better of him, and if it happened here, it would spell the end of their careers - and most probably their lives. They just couldn’t risk it. Trini fiddles with the gaudy looking brooch pinned to her lapel. It looks like any other - a brassy little trinket engraved with a crown, vibrant red gemstone studded proudly in its centre. They’d picked it up in Havana last year, not long after their first success. Trini had been adamantly against spending their newfound gold on such frivolous things, but Zack would insist it was a token of celebration, a small purchase he’d treasure forever. It was hard to say no to such blinding enthusiasm, so she’d simply rolled her eyes and turned away, which he’d obviously taken as approval. Trini thought he’d get bored of it and sell it at the next port for some other shiny thing, but true to his word he’d held on to it, and the cocky grin he’d worn when brandishing it at her this morning had her reconsidering their partnership. Nevertheless, it was becoming useful now, so she supposed she couldn’t really fault him. 

She’d always thought such things were kind of tacky. Blatant shows of wealth and title weren’t really her style. They make you stand out. And in her line of work, standing out makes things a whole lot harder. Yet here she is, clad head to toe in a flashy formal ensemble. The mustard coat, the breeches, the stockings, the dastardly wig and feathered hat - the whole lot. The frills of her shirt tickle her neck and hands, a constant irritation in the back of her mind even as she peers up at the garish manor before her. Rendered cream walls, framed by extravagant trimming reflect the bright midday sun so brightly that they almost glow. The dark gravel path up to the manor is edged with smooth stones, dividing it from verdant garden beds which are somehow both calculated and unruly at the same time. At the base of the path, two uniformed guards flank an ornamental wrought iron gate. Its bars twist intricately to resemble thorned roses, and its top edge is studded with spikes. They glare at her, suspicion evident in their faces, hands gripping their rifles ever so slightly harder - imperceptible to an untrained eye. She understands their wariness - while her linen garments give the impression of status, she isn’t their typical wearer - no woman is. Trini might be accustomed to the blade, but it was time to put her sharp tongue to use.

 “State your business ma’am”.

 “Isn’t it quite obvious, good sir?” she replies. The accent doesn’t come easily to her, and if the guards notice, they give no indication of it.

 The one who had spoken looks to his comrade, visibly apprehensive. It was a difficult situation for him. If he gave the wrong person trouble, he’d be out of a job before evening. Yet he couldn’t simply stand aside, for then he wouldn’t be doing his job at all. He hadn’t signed up for such dilemmas. He sighs. 

 “Your invitation?”.

 “This is all hardly necessary” Trini remarks as she slips the folded letter from her inner breast pocket. The guard scans it over, thumbing the seal that identifies its sender. When he scans it a second time, his eyebrow quirks.

 “Forgive me ma’am, but you don’t quite look like an ‘Oliver’ to me”. His partner scoffs at this, before clearing his throat and making to smooth the collar of his regimental red coat, directing his gaze somewhere in the distance. Trini replies without missing a beat.

 “My father was quite set on the name before I was even born. Though I do wish someone had talked him out of it, I don’t very well mind being named after my grandfather”.

 The guard squints at her, before his frown eases in thought. Her reasoning wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility. 

 “Very well, Miss Bennett. I’m sure Governor Hart will be glad for your arrival. I apologise for the inconvenience. I do hope you enjoy the party.”

 At the guards nod, Trini makes her way through the gate. 

 “It’s quite alright, I get it all the time”. 

 ---

 As she steps into the main hall, Trini is struck by the atmosphere. A low chatter echoes off the stone floors, intermittently joined by the soft clanking of cutlery. She can still hear the familiar whispers of the ocean in the distance, beckoning her back sweetly. Around her, the guests are dressed much the same as she is. They converse with false smiles, many holding silver goblets filled with what she can only assume is a fine wine. A guard stands at the foot of the main stairs, rifle up against his shoulder. She passes another who stands at the entrance to the dining room. There were more than she thought there would be. How bothersome. She isn’t two steps into the room when the idle noises of the manor are joined by the gentle moan of a violin. A grand wooden dining table is set against the main window, adorned with an assortment of food, though she’s sure it normally resides front and centre. As tempting as it looks, it's not what Trini is here for. She lets out a quiet chuckle. Zack would’ve been right squiffy by the day's end, if he’d come along. The people in the room begin to pair up, swaying slowly to the violin’s song. While she’d prefer not to partake, she’s sure to arouse suspicion just standing here - and she’s not sure she could hold a real conversation without giving herself away. 

 Trini glances around the room. Standing by one of the large windows is a woman in a silken, rose coloured dress. She’s strikingly beautiful, with her dark brown hair in an elegant updo. It catches the afternoon light in a way that steals Trini’s breath for a moment. She’s about to look away, find someone else, when the woman turns, meeting her eyes. After a pause, the stranger smiles faintly, tilting her head in silent questioning. Rats. With one deep breath, Trini slips back into her persona. It was time to dance. 

 ---

 Kimberly Hart has attended many a party in her twenty three years. Her father’s parties, his friends’ parties, his enemies’ parties. It was expected of her really. Don a pretty dress, be receptive (but not too receptive) to her potential suitors. Gossip idly with girls who have far too much time on her hands. She didn’t mind it, most of the time. She had to admit though, it could get a little boring. This was her father’s third ‘dance’ of the year and it was only February. He had to keep up appearances of course. How else would his peers know of Port Royal’s thriving trade if he did not celebrate it with fine wine and finer appearances. Even so, Kimberly could only tolerate the advances of so many men. Nobles, with promises of glamour and comfort back in the motherland. Merchant sailors who weave tales of wealth and adventure that seem just a little too crafted to be true. Naval captains who think their pride and ranking should have her swooning at their feet with nary another word. Every so often, there’d be one or two who would have her attention. Whose silk tongues and vibrant eyes would draw her in, if only momentarily. But she’d find soon enough that her biting wit was never appreciated for long, and the smooth talking would always give way to frustration. It seemed she was simply a prize to be won, a hill to be conquered. Bragging rights. Quite frankly, she was sick of it.

 And so, Kimberly finds herself standing by the front window of the dining room, eyes ensnared by the gentle ebb and flow of the waves upon the beach. Her mother used to tell her stories of the ocean - stories far grander, far more fascinating than those of her suitors. Stories of sleepless nights in raging storms. Of brilliant new lands and people and creatures. Of days spent in song and nights spent in stupor. She’d always wondered what it was like out there, beyond the confines of her father’s estate and everything it represented. Would she go? If given the chance? The thought is at the forefront of her mind when she feels the familiar pressure of a set of eyes, trying and failing to be inconspicuous. Turning quickly she seeks them out, finding a woman who seems just out of place. She’s wearing an embroidered suit, woven linen in a yellow far too green. The hair of her grey wig is pulled into a ponytail beneath her feathered tricorne. Her attire is interesting, yes, but Kimberly does not recognise her. She recognises most of her father’s guests. She feels her lips twitch upwards at the woman, holding her gaze from across the room. 

 Something flashes across her watcher’s face, gone too quickly to identify. The woman strides towards her, light on her feet. There's a vague slant to her hips, an unfamiliar swagger that Kimberly thinks might betray some unknown truth. What secrets were held in her small frame? She presents her hand, palm upturned. “May I have this dance?”.

 Kimberly takes her hand, finds it unexpectedly rough and calloused, but gentle. As if their union was a cue, the music picks up, the rest of the band joining the violin as its pace hastens. They begin to dance a casual rigaudon, Kimberly following the stranger’s lead. She waits for her partner to address her, watches her eyes flick about the room. They’ve stepped around each other three times before Kimberly breaks the silence.  “The strong silent type then?” 

 As if only just remembering where she was, the woman’s eyes snap towards her. Her brows knit together. “Pardon?”.

 This was unusual. Kimberly’s suitors would usually rush to fill silences, trying desperately to keep her eyes upon them. It seems her current partner barely cares for her existence. “You haven’t spoken a word to me since you asked me to dance”. She’s surprised at the venom that laces her words - it hadn’t been intentional.

 “I’m quite sorry madam”. With a turn, they dance in the reverse direction. “I was simply admiring the Governor’s manor. It’s quite beautiful. Have you been here before?” 

 Kimberly almost stops dancing. She searches the other woman’s face for any sign of jest, finding nothing but honesty and vague inattention. It was absurd to think a guest to this party would not know her name, though she supposes it could be possible. Her irritation fades quickly, replaced by a mounting curiosity. “My family is close to the Governor’s”, she lies. 

 Her partner’s only response is an idle hum. 

 With their next step, Kimberly’s eyebrow quirks. She pulls the woman into a twirl under her arm.  “And you are?” she inquires.

 Seemingly startled by the movement, the other woman stumbles slightly, before regaining her footing and resuming their dance. “Bennett. Oliver Bennett”, she replies firmly. Pulling Kimberly into a twirl of her own, she smirks. “Merchant extraordinaire”.

 Kimberly mulls the name over. Oliver Bennett. It sounded vaguely familiar, but any recognition she might have had was fleeting - as out of reach as a feather in the breeze. Though the woman had said it quite confidently, it had a strange sort of inflection. In fact, now that Kimberly thought about it, the woman’s accent was unfamiliar. It sounded vaguely English, but her words were more rounded, had a rich and intriguing depth to them, like they were dripping with such experience that it bled into their very sound. Kimberly’s stomach dips in a way she’s sure could be addicting. She returns her attention to Miss Bennett, only to find that her eyes are once again fixed elsewhere. She follows her gaze, finds it trained on the staircase in the entry hall. With a tilt of her head, Kimberly drapes an arm over her partner’s shoulder, pulling her closer with every step. “Extraordinaire, hmm?”.

 The woman drags her eyes back to Kimberly’s and holds them there for a long moment. Her smile turns upwards. “You sound surprised, Miss…”

 “Clarke”, Kimberly supplies, flinching internally. It had been the first name to enter her mind. She banishes the thoughts that surround it. Not now. “It's not every day I meet a woman merchant” she admits. “You’ve piqued my interest Miss Bennett”. 

 Though it seems the other woman’s attention is now firmly upon her, Kimberly makes no move to increase the distance between them again. This close, she can see the depths of colour within the other woman’s eyes, reflecting the light of the setting sun. They glint with unspoken secrets, not unlike the pieces of foreign jewelry often brought by traders upon the tide. Promises of a world much larger than anything Kimberly had experienced. 

 “Some would say my methods are...unconventional”. The merchant’s words bring her out of her reverie. They serve only to deepen her curiosity.

 “However do you mean?” Kimberly presses. 

 “Trade secrets, Miss Clarke - I can’t simply give them away”, she replies with a wink. “But I have to be smart you see”. Another twirl brings their faces impossibly close together, and she whispers her next words carefully. “There are pirates out there you know”. 

 Kimberly is about to press further, when the sharp ringing of the town bell cuts through the manor, signalling another day’s end. The music begins to fade, and the woman detaches and spins away from her with a sly smile, disappearing amongst the meandering throng of people moving from the dining room into the entrance hall. She scans the small crowd, but any traces of the woman’s yellow coat and devious grin are gone as swiftly as they had come. It's only once she turns back to the window that Kimberly notices how fast her heart is beating. 

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hey hello!! congratulations on reaching the milestone , and i'd like to join the matchup event :] i'm an INTP. for the physical appearance , my hair is dark brown , below-waist length and my height is around 5'3 [161 cm]. i like to read , write , draw and listen to music. and if possible please make it be pure fluff!! [ and btw i kin yamaguchi and yachi :D] thank you in advance!!!

Ah!!! Hello to you too and thank you so much for joining Anon!

I have to admit, it was a bit challenging because I was conflicted on who to pair you with because I had a few candidates lined up, but I ended up sticking with this person because I thought they'd be the best fit. I hope you enjoy the one-shot!

Always remember to stay hydrated and healthy!

You never realised how boring it could get when you have to stay home for an extended period of time.

At first it was just a two week’s break from your busy schedule due to a new virus looming the corners of Japan, but it has extended into three months and counting now and you’ve barely left the house, only doing so to buy groceries or any other necessities at the nearby market.

It sucks, to put it lightly. You’ve finished just about everything from your job due to the reduced workload from the receding number of clients as well as reading just about everything on the bookshelf twice over. You’ve also cleaned your apartment spotless just a week ago and you’re itching to clean the whole thing once more, maybe redecorate for the sake of doing something. You sigh to yourself and start going through your bookshelf in hopes of finding something to read to pass time, skimming through titles until you stop on one of the books slipped in one of the shelves.

You pull it out and realise it’s a photo album, deciding to open it for a quick nostalgia trip and hopefully, the contents are enough to distract you for the time being. You sit on the sofa and open it, smiling as you read the words on the very first page as well as the doodles scribbled about.

“What’cha got there?”

You look up from the album and smile, seeing your dear husband walking to the fridge to get a drink. Sugawara walks over to you once he’s gotten his glass of cold water and sits next to you, peering over your shoulder to take a look.

“Just finished teaching?” You ask, placing a hand on his shoulder and rubbing it affectionately.

“Mhm, the kids are starting to get affected by the quarantine though, a lot of them have been less motivated to learn.” He sighs and leans onto you. “I’ll have to start getting even more creative to get their attention again.”

“I’m sure you’ll be able to think of something.” You mutter, pulling his head to rest on your shoulder. “Oh, and I found this album of us! Makes me remember of the time we met.”

Sugawara laughs, opening the album to when you two graduated from high school. “Yeah, you were so nervous when you first talked to me.”

“Okay, but to be fair, I spilled juice all over your uniform and notes.”

“They were volleyball notes, not to mention, I barely had anything in it.”

“But still!”

You remember clearly the day you met the love of your life. Back then, you had been running through the halls as you were late for your gym class, trying to gulp down orange juice at the same time since you skipped lunch due to the teacher calling you for some reason you can barely remember. The halls were empty by then, so you sprinted with all your might, hoping to at least make it back before warm-ups finish.

Unfortunately for you, fate was not on your side that day. You ended up bumping into someone as you were passing the toilets, causing you to lose grip of your orange juice carton and send it flying to whoever you bumped into while you fall back, landing on your rear. You look up and your eyes widen to when you see your juice spilled all over a guy you’re somewhat familiar with.

His brown eyes stared at his ruined uniform as well as the juice that got on his notes. You gasped and crawled over to where he sat, apologising profusely as you took the now empty juice carton. He was so nice, telling you it’s fine and that it was just an accident, brushing it off as he assessed the damage to his notebook.

“It’s fine, seriously. Accidents happen, this book doesn’t contain anything that important and I can just transfer what I have in here to a new notebook.” He said after assessing his book, waving off your string of apologies. “You’re [Surname]-san from class 2-5, right? You probably shouldn’t run in the halls.”

“Yes um… Sugawara-san from class 2-4? Well, I can’t exactly help it, I was running because I was late for gym class.” You answered as you started to stand up. “Oh my god… I’m late for gym class! I’m so sorry but I have to go! I’ll treat you to something later as an apology for your clothes and notebook, but I have to hurry!” You said as you started sprinting once more to the gym once more, ignoring Sugawara’s calls for you.

You didn’t realise it then, but you had dropped your scrunchie and Sugawara was trying to give it back to you since you would have a hard time in gym class. You did have a hard time during gym, but you also got to meet the cute guy from the class next to yours much more than the two instances of returning your scrunchie and treating him something from the minimarket near the school.

Sugawara laughs airily at the memory, remembering how you had tried to buy him a new notebook, which he refused in favour of a cold drink during summer instead. “We only met again long after we graduated high school, right? When you helped one of the kids in my class find his way to school after he got lost.”

“Yeah, you weren’t subtle when you were gawking all over me then.” You giggle, remembering how Sugawara had eyed you up and down once he sees you after all those times.

“Was I really that obvious?”

“You were, the kids even noticed and teased you for it, so that’s saying something. It’s a shame we didn’t exchange contacts sooner, but I suppose that helped with the surprise factor.”

You two laugh as you go through the album again, stopping to talk about the time Sugawara finally asked you out on a date, or when he proposed to you with the help of his students, and of course you can’t skip on talking about the wedding.

You remember the light drizzle of rain as well as the sun shining down on the shrine that day, how your friends and family gathered to witness the union between you and the love of your life (the reception was also really fun, his old volleyball club members and students helped a lot in making it lively). You smile wider as you lean onto Sugawara more, stopping when you see the empty pages of the album after a photo of when you got your first apartment together.

“The album’s still kinda empty…” You mumble, counting the blank pages of the album.

“Only means that we have to continue filling it with more memories, right?”

You nod, kissing Sugawara’s forehead as you close the album. “I love you, Koushi. Let’s continue making more memories together.”

“I love you too, [Name].”

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