#but like softcore nightmares

[yourdeepestfathoms]

headcanon that Ocean doesn’t have a lock on her bedroom door, so she keeps a chair wedged underneath the doorknob to make sure it stays shut while she sleeps. it’s not much, but it makes her feel a little safer in her house.

once when she forgot the chair, she woke up in the middle of the night to her mother standing in the corner of her room, staring at her. when she called her mother out, her mom walked out without a word. to this day, Ocean swears up and down that her mom was holding a knife, but it was too dark to tell for sure, and she had been quite delirious from just waking up, so she could have just been seeing things. still, she didn’t sleep for the rest of the night, and now she double checks that the chair is in place every time she goes to bed.

[rpfisfine]

In the boyboy discord Aleksa said that they are working on a video re-enacting fan fiction!!!!!!!!

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[thesandsofelsweyr]

Something tells me AK!Jason could be pretty much into cuddlefuck

⚠️ cw: softcore smut (⚤)

As long as the sex doesn't trigger his migraines, then absolutely.

He loves the intoxicating smell of you after you're spent: your sweat, your perfume, your pussy.

Loves the sticky warmth of your skin pressed against his as your bodies remain entwined after making love.

Loves the steady beat of your heart against his scarred chest—a coveted reassurance in his world of uncertainty.

Loves the softness of your breast gloved in his disfigured hand. A poignant contradiction you've taught him to ignore.

Loves the hardness of your nipple pressing into his drill-punctured palm, as if seeking the protection his calloused, violence-shaped hand can provide.

Loves how your legs remain locked around the curve of his back, as if you'll never let him go.

Loves how you still hold him deep inside you, even after you reached that apex together and your conjoined euphoria has ebbed away.

Loves how you occasionally press your heels down into his skin, encouraging languid, additional thrusts.

Loves how the wetness of your walls—coated in the cocktail of his seed and your still-flowing juices—engulf his now flaccid cock like a velvet glove.

Loves how you smile up at him, cheeks still flushed with pleasure, eyes still shining with want. His breath catches for a heartbeat as it hits him once again: she wants me, and that overwhelming rush of devotion to you surges up inside him, overtaking him like a tsunami, smothering all of his feelings of inadequacy, leaving him scraped clean. Becoming something new in your gaze.

Loves when you praise him for making you feel amazing once again, loves how your words tickle his belly as prideful butterflies take flight.

Loves to run his nose along the line of your jaw up to your ear, loves to bury his nose behind it and drink in your sweet scent. Loves to retrace his path with his tongue back down to your neck, tasting you until he finds your collarbone, then loves to dip his tongue in the hollow of your throat.

Loves to thread his fingers through your sweat-damp hair, to push stray locks behind your ear before pressing his lips to yours.

Loves when you wrap him up in your arms and hug him tight to your chest until you both drift off to sleep.

Loves that when your bodies are entangled, his nightmares can't seem to find him.

[vixstarria]

My Fanfiction Master List

All fics can also be found on my AO3.

The following have accidentally turned into a series, although each can be read as a standalone.

Mostly Astarion x female Tav / reader, with appearances from other companions.

To summarise: a take on Astarion's relationship progression with a hectic, unhinged bardlock Tav. Mostly humour and banter, fluff with light angst. And then there's the smut.

Ongoing series

Bloodbang Chronicles - post-game continuation of my bardlock series (see below), Astarion x f!OC - Astarion and Asmodea are running a cabaret. Shit goes down, hilarity ensues. The horrors persist, but so do they.

Masterlist | chapter 1 of 12 (so far) - start here

One-shot series:

Fluff etc

In chronological order, as they would take place in-game:

Where my nice, simple plan fell apart - scenes of Astarion x Tav relationship progression in Act 1 generally

Another Gift - Tav tries to comfort or distract a brooding Astarion, reflections on vampirism / Astarion's past

Mark me as yours (Astarion POV) - takes place the morning after 'Missionary with the lights off' (filed below under smut) - a day of pining in camp in the life of Astarion

Down by the river (alternating POV) - 18+, takes place immediately after 'Mark me as yours' - Astarion and Tav spend a night by the river, away from camp

Something real (Astarion POV) - An evening in camp, Astarion and Tav are finally alone

Are you mine? (Astaion POV) - just flirty pillow talk and comfort

Gentle Warding Bond - short & sweet, Astarion finds the "true love's caress" and "true love's embrace" rings in the Shadow-Cursed lands and makes a decision

Admit that you love me - Act 2, Gale fucks around and finds out, Lae'zel becomes poetic and Astarion most certainly does not tell you that he loves you

Confession (Astarion POV) - title self-explanatory, love confession, tooth-rotting sweetness

The Morning After - short fic, follow-up to 'Confession', morning in camp - banter, humour, etc

Intimacy - Astarion's struggle with sex and intimacy, includes some fairly softcore smut

Communication - It has been nice, but it's time Tav and Astarion actually figured out what it is they're doing and what comes next

A night at the inn (part 1) - the gang gets a chance to let loose for a while. Humour, banter, and a lead-up to something smutty to come [Parts 2 & 3 under smut]

Smut

Also part of series.

Missionary with the lights off - Uh. Some really mindblowing sex here. No, really. Porn with plot, fluff to smut

Seeing stars - Astarion is jealous. What's more, he's eager to prove that no one could possibly compete with him.

A remedy for sleeplessness - porn no plot, Tav can't sleep and Astarion takes matters into his own hands

What do you want to do with it? - porn no plot, dirty talk, 'use your words', oral sex (male receiving) (kinda)

A night at the inn (part 2) - porn, Astarion x Halsin x F!Tav/Reader, dirty talk, oral sex, PIV and more

A night at the inn (part 3) - continuation of porn, Astarion x Halsin x F!Tav/Reader, vampire bites as an aphrodisiac edition

Sweat - porn with plot. Astarion, Halsin and Tav become a triad after the fall of the Netherbrain. This is a story of how it begins, progresses, and eventually ends. [Most recently posted oneshot]

The Sheath of Frontiers - Wyll's never been with a man. Astarion and Tav decide this must be rectified. (and yes that was an anal pun)

Challenges, shorts and misc

'Erotic Misadventures' - my entry for the BG3 April Foolishness challenge: 'write something spicy that uses the worst possible terms for body parts, sex acts'. Reader beware.

Apples - Very important questions are asked and answered about vampires, their warped sense of taste, and pussy

Untitled - Ask reply HC, Astarion accidentally attacks Tav during a nightmare

A cut - Tav accidentally cuts themselves, and Astarion scampers over like a cat to a can of tuna

Untitled - Ask reply, bonus scene following Seeing Stars - jealous giddy Astarion enacts revenge on Wyll after his failed awkward dance seduction attempt

'Gentle Warding Bond' should rightfully be here also, but it's too relevant to the 'plot' if you can call it that

Asmodea - my OC bardlock headcanons etc

(the lady in all the above fics)

Some screenshots, also here and here

Asmodea x Astarion kinky NSFW alphabet

OC Questionnaire

OC more in-depth questionnaire

Another 'get to know your Tav' post

OC songs and outfits

Why my Tav fell for Astarion

Why Astarion fell for my Tav

OC (i.e. Asmodea's, not mine) MBTI results for shits and giggles

Wow the tumblr search function really sucks, can't find jack shit through it. Anyway.

P.S. I am a whore for comments, and nothing sparks joy and feeds further inspiration quite like a simple "HHHNNNNNG ASFKJAGJLKSJF" in comments or reblog tags. And no fic is too old to receive comments on - they are ALWAYS a joy.

P.P.S Feel free to leave a comment if you'd like to be added to a taglist. :) And if so, do let me know if there are any categories you would prefer to be excluded from.

[animehideout]

LOVE IS THE MOST TWISTED CURSE OF THEM ALL

PART 10

Gojo Satoru x Fem! Reader

check out part 11 here ✨🆕

W.c: 3.4K+

not proofread ⚠️

a/n : Hi everyone, I'm back with another part yaaay, I hope you enjoy it. I need a good cry so I wrote this, where are my Angst enthusiasts at? this part is for you, but no worries I'll make it up for you I promise 😭🩵.

Music Suggestion 🎧 I highly recommend The Neighborhood - Softcore to match the sadness 🥲

You gradually regained your consciousness; you felt a dull throb in your head. You blinked slowly, struggling to focus, your surroundings initially a blur of shapes and colors that gradually sharpened into clarity.

You tried to move, to rub your temples but your heart beats quickened when you realized you were bound to a chair, your limbs securely tied with coarse ropes. Panic surged through your veins, your eyes widening as you struggled against your restrains, each tug to break free was met with resistance. Ropes tightly wrapped around your wrists and legs, a burning sensation, only serving to deepen your sense of helplessness.

“Fuck, fuck” you muttered.

Breathing heavily, your chest rising and falling in wild rhythm. You scanned the dimly lit room, searching for any sign of escape. But there was none, and you found yourself trapped in a nightmare worse than your reality.

Suddenly, a deep voice cut through the silence, coming from behind. A tone that sent shivers down your spine,

“No need to struggle princess”

The words dripped with menace. You were too scared to look behind not knowing what to face. You bit your lips that were quivering. From the shadow, he emerged. With hesitation you looked up to see the tall figure that concealed the dim light from you. His muscles taut beneath his shirt, a sly, dirty smirk tugged at the corners of his scarred lips. His dark black hair fell on his face gracefully, looking directly at your soul with his narrowed eyes. for a split second, you thought it was a more aggressive version of Megumi.

His presence, the way he stood in front of you, looking down at you sent a chill to your whole nervous system, making your breath hitch up.

“W-who are you? What am I doing here?”

He reached to grab your chin with his long fingers, forcing your head up to look at him.

“Shh-hh, don’t ask questions! Lemme introduce myself first” he paused, bringing another chair and sat right in front of you. “I’m sure you’ve heard about me…they probably warned you, I’m-”

“You’re Toji Zenin?!” you interrupted him

With a mocking tone, he leaned forward and said,

“I go by Fushiguro now! So don’t say Zenin ever again…so? Did you sleep well”

You stayed frozen in place, each inhale felt like shards of glass scraping down your throat. Consumed by fear, realizing that the man who’s been searching for you all around Tokyo, just to take your life away finally found you and was comfortably sitting in front of you. Your world narrowed, maybe it’s the end.

*flash back*

With a heavy weight in your heart, you left Jujutsu High in the dread of the night. Spending the night stargazing in the balcony wasn’t enough; you wanted to get completely detached so you left for some fresh air away, far away from Gojo.  The echo of what Gojo said to you still ringing in your ears. “you failed your family and now you’re failing everyone else in Jujutsu High” those words never left your mind.

“He’s right..I even failed myself” you muttered to yourself.

You walked through the streets, each step was a painful reminder that you’ve got nowhere to go, completely lost, nowhere and no one to turn to, feeling that you don’t belong anywhere. The darkness of the night enveloped you like a cloak. Your feet carried you to an unexpected place, standing in front of the big wooden door, you didn’t dare to knock, you just stood there in front of your parent’s house, memories flooding your mind. Maybe your parents were right for keeping you locked inside. Maybe someone like you was never meant to leave the safety of their house, maybe your parents knew that you would get hurt. But your family, who spent their life keeping you in the darkness of your room pushed you to marry a stranger, a man you never knew, never met; Gojo Satoru, just because of his good reputation, because he’s the strongest, maybe your parents thought he would keep you safe and will protect you, but he ended up slit opening a deep wound within you, once again awakening your trauma that you worked hard to learn how to live with.

“I was only a burden to everyone” you said to yourself,

You heard giggles so you stepped closer, peeking through the window. Your heart sank as you saw your family again, after so long. You didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad at their sight. Your parents and siblings, gathered together in the warm glow of the light. Carefree and content, laugher filling the air, a bittersweet melody to your ears. Their faces illuminated by smiles as they talked together.

You stood there, a silent observer on the outside looking in. A tear rolled down your cheek , a broken smile drawn on your face,

“They look happy without me”

You felt a sting in your chest,  loneliness washing over you again and again, it actually never left, loneliness was the only companion you had. It was as if you were peering into a world you had once knew, yet now felt completely disconnected.

History repeating itself, once again your family managed to make you feel like an outsider, a complete stranger. You felt as if you were a completely forgotten fragment of their life, a faded memory lost in the depth of time, as if you never been a part of their past.

Tears welled in your eyes as you turned away from the window, unable to bear the ache of being invisible to them your whole life. As you turned, you were met with a pair of glowing eyes looking directly at you, a tall masked figure that made you gasp , but before you could react, you got hit on your head with a metal bar…falling unconscious.

*End of flashback*

“Was that your parents house?” asked Toji

But you completely ignored his question, looking away from his intense gaze,

“What do you want from me?”

“Kill you, obviously… now answer my question..Was that your parents’ house?”

“Why does it matter to you?”

“As you can see, I feed on other’s suffering .. so it would be nice to learn more about your miserable past”

You frowned your brows in confusion,

“I had a normal, not miserable past" you lied, keeping your traumas to yourself,

“Oh hoho, let me guess, abused? Discriminated? No no ignored? That’s the right word… no one ever recognized you right? No one made you feel welcomed cuz you were different and people are scared of things that are different” he started

How did he know that? How did he know about your past? How could he describe what you've felt so accurately?

“N-no!” you lied again

“Come on don’t lie to me.. I know very well the face of someone who’s been discriminated their entire life for being  different”

“Have you met someone like that to judge so confidently?”

“No, but I look in the mirror everyday”

You looked at him in disbelief, you didn’t dare to say a word. Whatever he was trying to do, was successfully making you feel uncomfortable. Is he trying to torture you before taking your last breath away? But you already gave up, there’s no way you can escape this place, tied hands and legs, him sitting right across you., and probably no one would look for you.

“If you’re gonna kill me then do it already, and spare me from talking about the past”

“Woah, so you give up already? Who pushed you to your limits to the point that you greet death as an old friend?” he asked

“No one, just do it. This is what you captured me for.. SO DO IT” you yelled.

“Hm, interesting! I think I know where all of this is coming from..Gojo Satoru? Did your husband add to your trauma?”

“enough” you whispered weakly

“What? It must be hard to live with him; especially that he’s the strongest. Lemme guess! He made you feel weak at any given chance, reminding you again and again that you’re nothing” he said offensively pushing you to your edge.

“St-op”

“That’s what sorcerers do, they claim they protect the normal, oh I’m sorry the monkeys like us, but in reality they use their power to belittle us…and you’ll soon be like them, soon you’ll turn into your real form; a sorcerer with an immaculate power but ugly usage..and this is my chance to spare the world of the normal from your ugliness”

“What are you talking about? I’m no turning into a sorcerer-”

“What?”

“It’s been weeks and nothing happened, that prophecy they talked about was nothing but a big lie”

“But your curse-”

“Fate is my only curse” you said, your eyes blankly staring at him, completely worn out.

*Back at Jujutsu High*

Satoru’s eyes blazed with fury as he walked towards Mei Mei and grabbed her by the arm, his grip tight and violent. He yanked her aside aggressively,

“You! You’re the reason she’s gone” he spat with anger.

Mei Mei’s face etched with annoyance, narrowing her eyes at him,

“Don’t you dare blame me for this! It’s  your fault Gojo not mine” she fought back.

“You did that on purpose didn’t you? Leading me to your room cuz you know Y/n will be there, you’re trying your best to have me, but you can’t and you never will” he spoke through gritted teeth.

“You started this in the first place. You asked for my help to push Y/n away, and when I succeeded in giving you what you wanted, you started blaming me? Is this your way to say thank you?”

“I already told you to stop, I said that I no longer in need of your help that you got paid for, but you kept pushing, you wanted more than pushing Y/n away, you wanted me to be yours, but too bad for you, I don’t want you Mei Mei _ and if something happens to y/n I’ll end you! Do you understand ?” he threatened and turned his back to leave.

“Do you love her?” asked Mei Mei making Gojo stop in his track. “There’s only explanation for this, you fell for her Gojo: you fell for Y/n!”

A moment of silence washed over the place, making a hundred of thoughts flow in Gojo’s head. But he ignored her; he doesn’t have time to think about his feelings, when the one he has feelings for is missing because of him. So he started walking away to join the others and start their mission to find you.

…..

“We’ll split into three groups and cover as much ground as possible” suggested Gojo and all of them nodded in agreement.

“Megumi and Maki come with me” he added

“I’ll take Yuji-kun  and Panda” said Nanami

“Inumaki and Nobara you’ll go with principal Yaga” ordered Satoru

“What about Mei Mei, where is she? Isn’t she coming with us to look for Y/n-sensei?” asked Maki with suspicion, she never liked her anyway.

“I’ll go with you” said Mei Mei as she joined them in the common room, “Let’s find y/n”

Satoru ignored her presence and left the room, the rest of them walked outside. Spreading across Tokyo streets, searching everywhere for a glimpse of you. Ready for any possible encounter with Toji Zenin.

Satoru walked with powerful step, determined to find Toji’s hideout and save you from his deadly grasp.

“We’ll find her..don’t worry Y/n is strong, she can definitely handle it” said Megumi in a comforting tone, after noticing how stressed Satoru was.

“I know… she’s strong” he finally admitted.

Hours stretched on into the night, Gojo and the other sorcerers students and teachers combed through each and every corner of the city.. every alleyway, every secluded spot that Toji could possibly use desperate to find her, but for nothing.

Despite their exhaustive efforts, the outcome remained unchanged; you’re nowhere to be found.

With heavy hearts and weary bodies they got back to Jujutsu High as principal Yaga called off the search.

*2 days later*

“The higher ups called for an urgent meeting” said Principal Yaga

“We’ll join the meeting!” said Yuji

“No it’s only for the teachers”

“NO! we care for Y/n-sensei, and maybe more than all of you! If this is about Y/n-sensei then we’re joining” said Yuji with a sad tone

With a sigh, principal Yaga nodded, guiding all of them to the meeting room.

*At the meeting room*

Tension hung in the air, faces drawn and expressions grim as they waited for one of the higher ups to speak,

“Any clue? Any hint? Any progress?” asked one of them.

All of them shook their heads in defeat, their silence spoke volumes, conveying their helplessness and the frustration of their failure.

“We expected nothing less from Toji Zenin, it’s already crystal clear-” he added coldly, his words cutting through the silence once again.

“We won’t give up! We’ll go back tomorrow and this time we bring her home and bring Toji to his trial again” said Gojo in fraustartion, his words dripping with venom.

“You’ve been looking for two days but for vain, there’s no point in wasting any more time and effort, once she’s captured by Toji we knew she’s already gone, she’s already dead” said one of the higher ups.

“SHE’S NOT DEAD” yelled Satoru slamming his fist on the wooden table,

all heads turned at his direction at his sudden rage.

“I know it’s hard to swallow, but it’s your fault for letting her wander outside without keeping an eye on her, it’s your fa-”

“YOU THINK IM NOT AWARE OF IT? YES YOU’RE RIGHT IT’S MY FUCKING FAULT FOR LETTING HER GO, IT’S MY FAULT FOR PUSHING HER AWAY FROM ME, IT’S MY DAMN FAULT MY HURTING HER SO MUCH TO THE POINT THAT SHE FAVORED FACING DANGER OUTSIDE THEN STAYING BESIDE ME…stop blaming me because I know, I messed up, I fucked up and I admit it…but you can’t ask me to give up on my wife-” said Gojo his voice cracking.

Without further words, he left the room. Nanami followed him trying to help him,

“Gojo stop…hey stop” said Nanami “Where are you going?”

“To find her”

“Gojo you know you won’t find her…” said Nanami apologetically

“You once told me to treat her as a real wife, so here I am doing , let me for once care for her like a real wife”

“Gojo don’t do this to yourself, I know you still have hope, we all do but the higher ups won’t allow it”

“Well fuck them the higher ups..I won’t rest till I bring my wife home”

“Alright I’ll come with you”

*At Toji Zenin’s hideout*

“Wakey wakey…” said Toji splashing cold water on your head

You gasped for air, completely startled, completely drenched

“W-what the hell!!” you exclaimed

“Someone wants to meet you”

Confusion clouded your thoughts as you glanced towards the door in anticipation. Who could possibly come to meet you? Is there someone else in the dirty game that Toji is playing?

Your heart skipped a beat as the door creaked open, revealing a familiar silhouette that slowly emerged from the shadow to the light.

“M-Mei Mei?” you said in shock

Your mind raced trying to make sense of the whole situation, your eyes didn’t leave hers as she looked down at you. But the smirk on Mei Mei’s face offered no answer,

“I hope you had fun these two days here with Toji”  

“W-what?” your voice almost inaudible.

“Did you think I’d let you win huh? Poor Y/n!”

“You!- you did all of this? What’s your problem with me huh?” you asked your voice trembling with anger.

“The thing is, you are the problem Y/n! I won’t let you have Gojo, I won’t let you turn into a sorcerer and become the strongest..I won’t let that prophecy come true”

“You’re insane!” you shook your head in disbelief

“Well call it whatever you like, but I won’t let you steal my dreams away”

“So you think that stealing my life away is the right thing to do?”

“YES YES” she leaned forward “I can’t bear to see Gojo look at you with much love in his eyes, I can’t bear to see him giving his heart to you-”

“What are you blabbering about? You know well what kind of relationship I have with Gojo, I already know that both of you have an affair”

Suddenly she started laughing hysterically,

“That’s what I wanted but that dick didn’t want me and never did, since you’re going to die so yeah lemme tell you truth, I got paid to do what I’ve done, he never touched me…it was all lie, all of them, I made that up to push you out of the frame, he wanted that at first but then he started to push ME out of the frame, maybe he’s got a liking into you, a liking that I didn’t like, when I noticed the way his heart started to beat for you, when a spark was born I had to intervene, I couldn’t help but release Toji out of prison, pay him a big amount of money  to abduct you and kill you”

“I’ve never thought you’ll get to this level of low” you spat

“Now you’re out of the frame, I succeeded, you’ll die.. Toji will kill you and I’ll work on making Gojo forget about you, I’ll comfort him when he mourns your death, I’ll be the shoulder he cries on and that’s how I’ll win his heart…to the higher ups you’re already considered dead and shortly you’ll truly be” she said happily, playing with her hair

Disbelief washed over you like a tidal wave, leaving you disoriented. You struggled to voice your thoughts, lost in the overwhelming emotions so you started screaming at her,

“I’LL KILL YOU MEI MEI, I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU”

You struggled to break free from the ties that restricted your movement to a minimum, completely going crazy, you hair falling on your face. With each tug and desperate lurch you felt your anger growing more and more, your heart hammering against your chest, redoubling your efforts, till you crashed on the ground, the chair toppled over with a resounding thud, hitting your head on the hard concrete. You laid there, disoriented and dazed, pain pulsed through your skull, world spinning around you. If you managed to break free you’ll make Mei Mei vanish from existence.

You saw in slow mo how Mei Mei was walking towards the door leaving the room, Toji crouched down, brushing strands of hair off your face, placing it behind your ear,

“It’s okay, it won’t be painful…but before I kill you, I’ll do terrible thing to you that will make you beg me to kill you”

You were too weak to answer him, you can feel yourself fading into the background, into the nothingness…losing touch  with what’s real. As you closed your eyes, seeking solace in the silence. His face emerged, Gojo’s features etched in your mind with crystalline clarity. Amidst the chaos, the threat, you were somehow happy and relieved that he did not cheat on you, that hadn’t touched Mei Mei  and that all what she said before was a lie to offend you that’s all. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips, with each passing moment, your thoughts dived deeper and deeper in the memories shared between both of you, the closeness of your faces when both of you bickered, the way he was sleeping  next you but disturbed by his night terrors, you wished that you be there for him, comfort him and put him back to sleep in your arms, maybe you’ll be his dream and replace that ugly nightmare that haunts him every night. Maybe you can try again and be a real husband and wife.

You realized in that moment that you needed him, that you have already fell for him but that feeling needed something to be noticed, and this something is being far away from him. But is there a way back? A tear run on your cheek, a weak smile drawn on your tired face, fate is indeed your curse.

“It’s too late…I’m already gone”

With that you closed your eyes, drifting to sleep, your dream filled with visions of Gojo is your only companion.  

….

“Are you sure about this Maki?” asked Nobara

“I don’t know, but she’s been acting really suspicious, maybe we can find something?”

“You sure we won’t get caught?”

“No…but I’ll do it, if you’re not sure about this you can go I’ll handle it alone!”

“No I’ll be here, I’ll guard the place”

Both of them walked through the dark corridor like ghosts, gently turning the door knob, sneaking into Mei Mei’s room.

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BUTTON EYES

Introduction before Prologue

PAIRING | OT8, MC SEONGHWA

WORDS| 504

GENRE | Coraline au, angst, suspense,

SUMMARY | Seonghwa returns to a town once familar to him. His grandmother's old home passed down to him through inheritance would soon look alive again. Unbeknownst to him his return brings about old secrets and curses that have swarmed their little old town for years. Old childhood friends and traumas all soon resurface and he'll find that he and the other seven boys will all be cast in the middle. The beldam once again has he and even more within her clutches, will he slip away so easily this time?

WARNING | Graphic descriptions, mentions of death, ghost children, witchcraft, grsphic nightmares, arson, lost memories

MORE | Based on the childrens novel & Henry Selick film Coraline

PARK SEONGHWA

- great grandson of coraline jones

- claims hes seen ghost since he was young

- suffers night terrors

- best friends with a cat named lylo

- scar on his left ankle from an encounter as a child

- has forgotten many aspects of the home as well as the few memories hes made there as a child

- best friends are Yunho, Jongho and Mingi

- AFRAID OF LOSING THOSE CLOSE TO HIM

KIM HONGJOONG

- Son of Wybie Lovat

- Seonghwas Childhood friend

- Suffers night terrors

- Hears childrens voices from the woods at night

- Still lives in his grandmothers old house

- takes meds to chase away the trauma

- best friends with Yeosang , San and Woo

- remembers everything, EVERYTHING

- AFRAID OF BEING ALONE

KANG YEOSANG

- Great grandson of Mr. Bobinsky

- Very quiet & curious

- Cooks for joong on occassion ( since he lives alone in his grandmothers old house)

- very curious of all things inhumane (magic, supernatural etc etc)

- very peculiar taste in entertainment

- owns three pet mice

- best friends with San, Joong and Woo

JEONG YUNHO

- college friend / roomate of Seonghwa

- the moodmaker in the house

- loves to explore the home aspects and surrounding areas

- frequents the library in town

- protects the energy of the home

- the level headed one of the group

- always prepared ALWAYS

- He fears nothing in her house

CHOI JONGHO

-  the strongest in the group

- keeps to himself most of the time, loves to talk to lylo

- always finding himself in the fruit garden behind the mannor

- knows the woods like the back of his hand thanks to his daily runs

- works at the town theater with san

- college friend and roomate of Seonghwa

- He fears nothing in the house

SONG MINGI

- Always getting into fights in town

- frequents the old park in the forest near the mannor

- very clumsy

- fears the noises and eery feel that the home gives at night so will occasionally call a group sleep over

- STEAR CLEAR OF THE BASEMENT

- hates the art display room, he senses something strange behind the walls

- FEARS THE VOICES, THE BASEMENT AND THE DARK

JUNG WOOYOUNG

- nephew of Miss Forcible

- LOUD LOUD LOUD

- extremely confident with his looks, the girls in town love him

- frequents the theater in town just to see all the pretty girls

- the towns golden boy

- has a sweet tooth

- ironically afraid of dogs

- Best friends with San, Joong, and Yeosang

- AFRAID OF THE GHOSTS

CHOI SAN

- Nephew of Miss Spink

- the silent kind of handsome, he avoids everyone in town

- loves animals and they love him

- very adventurous

- talks A LOT and I mean A LOT

- treats everyone's home as his, will eat all of your food

- best friends with Woo, Joong  and Yeosang

PLAYLIST

[florbelles]

— CHARACTERS + HORROR FILM TROPES.

tagged by @corvosattano & @katsigian​ to cast the kids with this uquiz, ty beloveds!!

obviously massively behind so i’m unsure who’s done this but sending tags to @adelaidedrubman, @henbased, @unholymilf, @belorage, @jackiesarch, @roofgeese, @shellibisshe, @shallow-gravy, @firstaidspray,  @roberthouses, @chuckhansen, @nokstella, @queennymeria, @leviiackrman, @purplehairsecretlair, @inafieldofdaisies, @denerims, @shadowglens​, @minaharkers​, @indorilnerevarine​, @noonfaerie​, @aartyom​, @morvaris​, @arklay​, @poetikat​, @ri-a-rose​, @confidentandgood​, @strangefable​, @strafethesesinners​, @blissfulalchemist​, @derelictheretic​, @nuclearstorms​, @playstationmademe​, @gwynbleidd​ & anyone else can @ me xx

THE FINAL GIRL.

congrats, you're the one who makes it to the end. your instincts, paranoia, and/or pure fucking stubbornness guide you every bloody step of the way. when the dawn finally breaks, you're the last one left standing. sure, it cost you friends and loved ones and you're going to have one hell of a therapy bill, but at least you're alive.

THE ASSHOLE.

it's not really clear why you have such a massively shitty personality, but for whatever reason, you make it your mission to get on everyone's bad side. everything out of your mouth seems to be perfectly engineered to piss everyone off and your every move is stupid as hell. Secretly, everyone is hoping you get shanked first.

THE TRAGIC HERO.

you are the good guy who just cannot catch a break. your life just fucking sucks, frankly. one day, you have friends, family, hobbies you enjoy, maybe even a dog. and then, something happens that sets off this never-ending chain reaction of bullshit and it all gets swept away from you in a heartbeat. all your friends are dead now and you might be alive but god at what cost.

THE WHORE.

sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

THE COMIC RELIEF.

you're the jokester, the prankster, the funny little guy who has the meta quips to ease some of that delicious tension the narrative's been building. you're there to lure the audience into a false sense of security so they don't see the next gruesome kill coming. you're probably pathetic and weird but your friends love you. unfortunately, you probably die in the end or you fake everyone out only to die for real in the sequel.

THE KILLER.

oh, you're the one doing all the killing. you're the violent little guy with a chip on your shoulder, the undead nightmare with a mind only for revenge, the unhinged psycho who just likes to inflict pain for fun. either way, you're the catalyst of this whole narrative, the lynchpin on which the entire plot rests. you either die in the end or live on through numerous sequels, prequels, reboots, and spinoffs.

[yezielmoore]

20. Duel

Went with the battle of wills route, rather than actual duel because writing fight scenes is agonizing. Follows directly after the previous prompt (#19: Taken). I also tried to mesh some consecuences of introducing Honkai in XIV, but like, softcore. This is my indulgent AU, i'll leave the mass casualties to HI3.

But to give those that don't know HI3 a sense of scale and why Himeko puts herself at the same level as Hydaelyn. The 3rd Herrscher partial awakening was called an Eruption, it destroyed a bustling city and killed millions. The 2nd Herrscher awakening was called an Impact (Honkai Impact ey), she decimated Siberia and proceeded to destroy several other cities via meteors, killing around 50 million. Herrschers fuck around and everybody else finds out. Meanwhile, Himeko is the only source of honkai energy in Etherys and also sane(ish). And she hasn't awakened fully. yet.

~.~.~

In a space beyond physical reality, Himeko stood alone. Or floated. The void under her feet felt solid to her, probably because she expected it to be and not because it actually was solid.

A few paces in front of her was Thancred, floating like an abandoned ragdoll, finally free of that ascian parasite, but dying all the same. Pink geometric lines of corruption had already taken over his arms, soon the rest would follow and Thancred would be either a corpse or a zombie. Himeko knew that her presence in her current form was only killing him faster. She was also aware that he was past the point of rescue, even for the resources of her civilization.

The Himeko of before would have ended his suffering, halted the corruption before it could spread to others. The same way she had done it to dozens of others, innocent civilians, fellow valkyries… fallen students. Only death awaited the corrupted, such was the truth of her life. It was a grim duty, one she had taken upon her shoulders, much like the dying man in front of her had taken up a similar duty for their tempered.

It will only take a second. He’ll feel nothing. It will be a mercy.

The reality around her shifted, Himeko could feel the grasp of that higher being loosening. Soon they would be back… she would be back. The man in front of him would never make it there alive. He still breathed, but in truth he was already dead.

Himeko clenched her fists, the space around her distorting slightly by a wave of heat, like a mirage in a desert. No. She didn’t go to these fucking lengths, didn’t fucking lose the last of her humanity, only to fail. Himeko refused to watch helplessly as another friend lost his life, this time because of her. Her influence, her lack of control. Her sanity could not take that blow. Himeko refused to yield.

She was so, so sick of losing people.

Why though? They will die anyway. Fragile, useless things. 

So she turned around, finally facing the humongous Crystal that made up the body of the Mothercrystal. 

“Heal him.”

It wasn’t a petition. Himeko wasn’t a supplicant in front of her Goddess. She was her own worst nightmare, a nascent Herrscher, and unless this being of crystal decided to cut her investment short, before the transformation could finish, then this was the only time they would meet in such uneven ground.

Even on Earth, with all the knowledge they had, a Herrscher was a world-ending threat. Eorzea didn’t have a fraction of their technology and none of the knowledge, if the Mothercrystal said no and didn’t kill her here and now… 

…they could crush Her, melt that shiny surface into slag…

Himeko cut that thought before it could spiral into a Dark path. She wasn’t that far gone, she wasn’t.

“I know you can do it. You healed me and I was fucking dead. I know I was.”

Himeko wasn’t sure how she knew this, her memories from the period between her fight with Sirin and waking up in that boat were hazy and broken, like a fever dream, but even less clear (must be what happens when you’re brain dead, ha!). Despite her faulty memory, Himeko was absolutely certain she had met this goddess before; she had been dead or close enough. Looking back, there was only one time such a meeting could have taken place and only one reason for her to be alive now. 

“My child…”

“Don’t infantilize me!” It was only a lack of oxygen in this in-between place that prevented her surroundings from igniting into a firestorm that reflected her inner feelings. Himeko took a deep breath. Then another. “You may be older than me by orders of magnitude, but I’m not a child.”

Calm. She needed to be calm. Calm-er at least. Whether this being was a god or a God, violence wouldn’t get her the results she wanted. While setting the giant crystal on fire may satisfy her temporarily, in the end all she would have to show for that would be a dead friend, a divine enemy and the complete destruction of her humanity. Himeko knew this and she knew how to negotiate. She could be better, she would be better. 

Ever so slowly, the blaze around Himeko gentled and dimmed until it was a soft glow. Comforting campfire instead of destructive firestorm. 

“If you want-” Himeko stopped, breathed deeply one more time and cleared her throat before starting again. “If you want me to fulfill whatever deal we made, then I need you to save him. I need… I can’t do it alone…”

But you’re not alone. 

Himeko swallowed. “I can’t do it on my own,” she repeated. “Everybody knows the hero needs the power of friendship, you know,” she cracked a smile.

“You don’t… remember,” came the unexpected answer from the crystal.

“…no. I guess this is news to you too.”

There was a lull in the conversation then. Himeko shot a look at Thancred, but the man remained exactly where and how she left him. Not worse simply by virtue of existing in this half-way plane, a meeting point between reality and dream, between the physical and metaphysical. 

In all likelihood time didn’t even pass here, just like the floor didn’t exist, she perceived it because she expected it. 

She returned her attention to the Mothercrystal. Himeko could feel the weight of Her contemplation. This was a goddess that didn’t interfere with mortals, or so everybody said, and here Himeko was, half asking, half demanding Her interference. 

Everybody, she decided, was full of shit. Himeko's current situation was proof of godly meddling. 

In the end, after a long time and also no time at all, Hydaelyn’s voice echoed again.

“Bring him… closer.” She did. “You will be… the template…” 

Himeko opened her mouth. Closed it. In her urgency to find a solution that didn’t include murder, Himeko forgot to think what healing would entail. There was no HSN-46 in this world and no Schariac blood to make the god-killing spear. There was, however, Himeko, with all that entailed. 

“Just… don’t make him too much like me. We only need one ticking time bomb, yeah?” She joked weakly. Then pointed a thumb at her back. “The implants here, those should suffice. Probably,” she muttered.

“We shall… see.”

Himeko swallowed, but bravely walked into the light, Thancred safely in her arms. “Yeah, I was afraid of that.”

[doctoratecuddles]

the solar fair arc... i'm all for kc doing what squeak wants with fens passion project, but have we seen anything about sparklecare and website updates?

it's a nightmare to navigate due to reblogs of cometcare + fanart (which i dont mind in moderation but.. eek) and i have no idea if anything has been shared on the patreon since i do not have it!

with all the new cometcare content, and the confirmation about how long the solar fair arc is planned to be, my hopes for the website being completed soon is Not looking good!

-🎃🦇 (i've been here before but never signed off! very new to sending asks, sorry !!)

We get occasional updates here and there to the website, but KC is too busy ignoring the fact that a good chunk of her audience is there for the main comic and not her shitty side comic that she puts more focus on. KC needs to be working on the main comic, especially since she's profiting from it via merch and Patreon. She's essentially just scamming with extra steps and I'm 100 percent serious with this accusation. Kit is a softcore scammer who baits people into paying for early access only to give them shit that they don't need to have (such as Cometcare updates).

But you may be thinking "But doctoratecuddles, they do eventually get what they want in the Patreon, that doesn't mean it's a scam!" And to that, I say true, but at the same time, Sparklecare is her main money maker and kit knows it. Notice how there's no Cometcare merch? No Darkermatters merch? No merch of any of kit's other supposed "popular" projects? It's most likely because she's aware that Sparklecare Hospital is a gold mine compared to the other two, and it's become a cashcow to kit. and nothing more. That "coping project" excuse of hers is becoming watered down and kit needs to think of another excuse, and fast. She may not be a scammer just yet, but she's getting really damn close. And welcome to the blog 🎃🦇 anon!! Glad to see you here. :)

[seth-burroughs]

benefits of being yomi kin:

makes me twice as cool and sexy and automatically makes me the objectively correct authority on Yomi's character it is impossible for me to be wrong and if u tell me im wrong ill start scream crying on the floor

won kin lottery and is capable of distinguishing between Yomi Hellsmile the character and Yomi Hellsmile The Character allowing me to both quite literally be that guy and keep another version of him as my blorbo. Manifesting in the ability of fantasizing bout yomi suffering iykwim AND getting past the masochist allegations <3 Also yeah the Yomi fic is currently in works no I will not answer questions on it

this yaoihellsmile shit is sooo easy someone asks me "ouuuyy honey unwrangle my dingle in ur boioioiong and by sproingle well heh lets jsut say. my peanits. any thoughts on that mr yaoi?" and i just answer honestly straight from the heart no bullshit no rp skillz required

woaghhhhhh......... Former director of the peacekeepers homunculus clone Yomi Hellsmile from Master Detective Archives: Rain Code by Spike Chunsoft........ holy shshshit. He's Real......

disadvantages of being yomi kin:

the regular bullshittery that comes free with being fictionkin of any kind cut my wife into pieces this is my last divorce

everybody and their mom hates Yomi and even if the tag here is way less outright aggressive and I can just easily block anyone who makes me uncomfortable in any capacity, youtube is just unusable. Just. AuUUUghhhh. I know one of my fave dr youtubers is gonna play mdarc this year and I also know he's gonna absolutely hate Yomi with a passion and frequently pause the game to talk about how terrible he his yes we get it you are allowed to have opinions on fictional characters and aren't doing anything wrong by it whatever im gonns look up yomi softcore on pixiv fuka u

overly complicates my already fucked sense of self

Blood cravings got even worse😔 bad BAD this isn't sustenance it's toxic as hell christ dude STOP❗❗

not extremely likely but still very possible nightmare scenario where the precipitation cipher gets Big attracting those people and getting bombarded with kinnie jokes and annoying Ironic Kin For Fun crowd finding its way here. And that is the at best scenario, the worst one is 2015 kin drama reignited in 2020s you can't "kin" this character unless you're x or x, you can absolutely control who you're kin with and if i don't like your very voluntary choice you should stop (just stop man <3 i won't tell you how the fuck 😊) being fictionkin with a sinful evil abuser linux user makes you a bad person that deserves to be ostracized and harassed until you unlearn your problematic ways oh my god do any of you remember 2015 warrior cat kin drama what the fuck was that. i wasn't around in danganronpa fandom during that time but im pretty sure it may have been even worse there which is insane to even think about. but i mean like hey at least fictionkin were taken (mostly.) seriously back then (albeit considered deeply cringe by the masses) and not reduced to a cheap komaeda kinnies amiright joke

i suffered more than jesus actually. the demotion and arrest was SUPER unfair and cringe guys i promise im not gonna torture people from now on you can trust me in a position of power please please please no one did it like i did it

EJ MARTINA DZIE MIE KURWA WYWIEŹLI CO TO ZA ZADUPIE MARTINA. MARTINA NIE WYTRZYMAM JUŻ WEŹ HELIKOPTER I MIE KURWA ZABIERZ Z TEGO CHLEWU MAM DOŚĆ POMOCY <- wygnany do Rzeczypospolitej za swoje zbrodnie😔

Yomi is Real (threatening)

[stardustpinkart]

Angel had a piont :P BDSM does require a lot of trust and exploration, you can just jump in blind (remeber what happened with "Fifty Shades" came out XD)

Just summin I wanted to do, either its its probably OOC. Who knows why people go to hell, in the Viziepop world you can be sent for the most minor infractions or even if was one mistake, or justified or an accident. The usual "Heaven is actually a stuck up beauratic nightmare" deal. if a jerkass like ADAM is allowed there after all.

I also dont imagine Charlie would do anything expect with Vaggie but this is a little artistic license. The pair are planning to tickle and tease the pretty princess, I spect she would make a cute victim. A little SOFTCORE, this'll go as slow as she wants dont be scared. Dragging the feather gently down her torso, whats to come...

[aezyrraeshh]

; OC HORROR TROPES

i was tagged by @nuclearstorms @devilbrakers and @florbelles to do this outfit and this quiz for my ocs; thank you so much! <3 tagging @aartyom @faarkas @celticwoman @reaperkiller @swordcoasts @cultistbase @necroticpetals @indorilnerevarine @risingsh0t @leviiackrman @nokstella @euryalex @serenedy and anyone else who wants to do this!

; CANDY: the killer

oh, you're the one doing all the killing. you're the violent little guy with a chip on your shoulder, the undead nightmare with a mind only for revenge, the unhinged psycho who just likes to inflict pain for fun. either way, you're the catalyst of this whole narrative, the lynchpin on which the entire plot rests. you either die in the end or live on through numerous sequels, prequels, reboots, and spinoffs.

; SASHA: the whore HJASDHJADHJASDHJ

sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

[simonxriley]

OCs AS HORROR STEREOTYPES!

I was tagged by the wonderful @chazz-anova and @corvosattano to take this uquiz for some of the disaster babies. Thank you! 💜

Tagging @playstationmademe @nightbloodbix @detectivelokis @jinfromyarikawa @river-ward @chuckhansen @leviiackrman @shegetsburned @voidika @nightwingshero @carterrogerz and anyone else that wants to do it!!

The Final Girl

congrats, you're the one who makes it to the end. your instincts, paranoia, and/or pure fucking stubbornness guide you every bloody step of the way. when the dawn finally breaks, you're the last one left standing. sure, it cost you friends and loved ones and you're going to have one hell of a therapy bill, but at least you're alive.

note: This is half right. She would be the final girl, but i don't think Tachanka would die tbh.

The Killer

oh, you're the one doing all the killing. you're the violent little guy with a chip on your shoulder, the undead nightmare with a mind only for revenge, the unhinged psycho who just likes to inflict pain for fun. either way, you're the catalyst of this whole narrative, the lynchpin on which the entire plot rests. you either die in the end or live on through numerous sequels, prequels, reboots, and spinoffs.

note: I mean yeah.

The Whore

sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

note: HIMIKO IS A VIRGIN. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT 🤣

The Tragic Hero

you are the good guy who just cannot catch a break. your life just fucking sucks, frankly. one day, you have friends, family, hobbies you enjoy, maybe even a dog. and then, something happens that sets off this never-ending chain reaction of bullshit and it all gets swept away from you in a heartbeat. all your friends are dead now and you might be alive but god at what cost.

note: 😭

[dumbassdep]

Which Horror Movie Stereotype is your OC?

I was tagged by @cassietrn to do this uquiz and oh no.

Tagging @deputyash @inafieldofdaisies @socially-awkward-skeleton @strangefable @chazz-anova (as always let me know if you want on or off the list, if you want on you can just start tagging me in stuff)

the killer

oh, you're the one doing all the killing. you're the violent little guy with a chip on your shoulder, the undead nightmare with a mind only for revenge, the unhinged psycho who just likes to inflict pain for fun. either way, you're the catalyst of this whole narrative, the lynchpin on which the entire plot rests. you either die in the end or live on through numerous sequels, prequels, reboots, and spinoffs.

I was hoping for the final girl 😅 but this isn't wrong... I do think that maybe Birdie and Mel could switch results nicely cause this next one? Oh boy. That being said. Melody is violent and the catalyst for the end of the world scenario they're all in. But she doesn't like it!

the whore

sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

Nooooooooo... I hate this for Birdie and it's so so wrong, she's maybe my smartest OC, she's a conman (is conwoman a word?) and with very few exceptions she runs a situation through her brain 3 times before pulling the trigger. Melody is the little idiot who can't keep her pants on.

Maybe I should have swapped the results and lied about it. 😂

[makarovni]

OCs AS HORROR FILM STEREOTYPES!!

Tagged by @florbelles to do this uquiz to see what horror tropes my gorlies are. So of course, I chose to do some of my horror ocs!! Cali (Resident Evil), Brittany (Dawn of the Dead 2004), Angela (Scream), and Sheep (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

the asshole it's not really clear why you have such a massively shitty personality, but for whatever reason, you make it your mission to get on everyone's bad side. everything out of your mouth seems to be perfectly engineered to piss everyone off and your every move is stupid as hell. Secretly, everyone is hoping you get shanked first.

the final girl congrats, you're the one who makes it to the end. your instincts, paranoia, and/or pure fucking stubbornness guide you every bloody step of the way. when the dawn finally breaks, you're the last one left standing. sure, it cost you friends and loved ones and you're going to have one hell of a therapy bill, but at least you're alive.

the whore sure, sex is pleasurable and fun, but do you really think doing the nasty in the middle of a haunted house is smart? there's a murderer out there and you're taking off your clothes which is REALLY ill-advised. you could get tetanus! you seem to be under the impression that you're in a romcom or softcore porno, not a horror movie, and that's a lethal mistake to make.

the killer oh, you're the one doing all the killing. you're the violent little guy with a chip on your shoulder, the undead nightmare with a mind only for revenge, the unhinged psycho who just likes to inflict pain for fun. either way, you're the catalyst of this whole narrative, the lynchpin on which the entire plot rests. you either die in the end or live on through numerous sequels, prequels, reboots, and spinoffs.