#but these lines give me gender envy

[keeper-of-books]

Believe me

I'm leaving a carcass today

And imma park my car

And walk the rest of the way

I'm in the mood to strut

My AK ain't even tucked

Imma meet you at the club

We gon fuck these hoes up

[ace-malarky]

largely I am getting derailed from this present with the knowledge that she is uh

she's not gonna approve of some of the choices I am making

unfortunately Morgan was my character first and I can say he's a monsterfucker and she just has to deal with that

[mrsmarlasinger]

Cis femme she/her lesbian but in a stoner dudebro frat boy loser kind of way

[sanguinewolves]

yk what would be great. being able to know like objectively and definitely what you were feeling at any given time

[chonkymoth]

jumping on the trend- choose some men but it gets progressively worse & i’ll tell you what i think about you

[sodacowboy]

brb finished the latest season of anime and now I need three business days to recover and reflect

[mellowwillowy]

Thinking about writing a sweet, gentleman with a high sense of justice... Have a Yan! Baker!

Reader's gender is ambiguous as it's never really stated and only assumed.

Yan! Baker who is your neighbor and also your favorite baker of the town! The man has just recently moved next door and started his own little business which is opening a bakery!

Yan! Baker who gingerly offered you a cutely wrapped box of cookies as some sort of housewarming gift. One bite and you immediately fell in love with his creations! It's the best cookies you've ever had and the next day you saw him open his bakery, you were the first customer to line up for his cookies.

Yan! Baker who often gives you extra for every purchase you make, a little tad too much sometimes to be considered an extra. A juice for a piece of bread, a box of confections for a box of macaroons, and a box of luxurious-looking chocolate for a jar of cookies.

"My treat for someone so gorgeous like you." He eased you down with his smooth voice as you fidgeted at the extra he gave you. His smile was so genuine that you thought he might have taken a liking to you. But that couldn't be true right? He had a ring wrapped around his finger after all. He's most likely to be married already but you have never asked him that.

You thanked him and decided to pop off your curiosity today by asking him about his marital status.

"Me? Ahaha, yes I am not married yet, just engaged."

Perhaps your expression shifted too fast to the point he patted your shoulder, "... I really love them, I was once their prince in shining armor."

You cocked your head to the side while trying your best to make a chuckle at his word prince.

"Mmh, a literal prince might I say," Noel now wrapped both his hands on your shoulder, guiding you inside the bakery while spinning tales for you to hear to the point you didn't realize that the front rolling door was shut.

"A long time ago, this town was once a bustling village of an empire."

He sat you down at the kitchen table while preparing some tea for you to drink, somehow your mind fogged by his smooth voice.

"I had a twin brother and one of us was supposed to be the next Emperor but you see," Noel stirred the teabag into the pot, "I was not chosen by the die and my younger brother instead was raised to be the Crown Prince."

Is Noel a writer? You thought to yourself.

"But I didn't mind it at all, I received just a fair amount of love and attention from my family. I was slow in studying unlike my brother so I honed my skill in weaponry instead."

"So you were a knight?"

Noel nodded. You nodded slightly as well.

"I was a royal knight who was meant to guard both the country and my brother. But you know what?" Noel placed a tray of cookies, your favorite. "I grew up with not only my brother but also my beloved."

"Childhood friends?"

"More than that. They were one of my mother's lady-in-waiting and also my brother's closest friend and me."

A woman, you noted.

"Long story short, we grew up and got engaged, just like a fairytale." Noel picked the strawberry with his fork and ate it, since when did he bring it? And since when were the teas served already? His voice...

"But my brother was not pleased with it, he was envious, drowned in an ugly shade of envy." You could hear the irritation in his voice a tad too clear, a voice that you had never expected to hear from him.

"I was discharged from my duty momentarily due to a leg injury from a dispatch. It didn't bother me at all until I realized I had no hope of recovering completely, making my mother strip me of my duty permanently."

"But guess what, it turned out my brother was ecstatic about this news. He sent me away to be some preacher which automatically cut off my engagement. I didn't even have the chance to explain myself to them, only through letter could I apologize."

Was it his voice that lulled you deeper into the tale to the point you could see yourself in the setting or was it the cookies?

"Erickson swooped my love away and made them the Empress. They both reigned the empire into glory until I came in."

Chill ran down your spine, and the room that was originally normal suddenly felt hot.

"According to the prophecy, one of us three would be the downfall of the empire." Noel pointed between himself and you. Your waist felt so tight out of a sudden as though a corset was tightly wrapped around you. You wheezed from how the lack of oxygen and your eyes teared up from the smoke.

"Me, Erickson, or you. The Priest, the Emperor, or the Empress. The Knight, the Crown Prince," Noel brought your hand to his lip, "or the Jester."

An identical ring to his was slid into your finger, it fit like a charm, not too tight and not too loose.

The once small kitchen shifted into a spacious bedroom lit by a blazing scarlet that consumed the whole room. The heat was so much for you that you could somehow feel your skin melting.

Two heads were laid on top of your lap, and both of them shared the same scarlet hair, their face was not really clear but you could see them peacefully resting against you as their final resting place.

Just before you lost sight of everything and blacked out, Noel's kiss brought you back to reality. Kiss.

"I've been waiting for you for so long." The room shifted back to normal and you were on the bed with him above you. "Millennium, I waited for you for millennium and when I found you, I couldn't contain the feelings that were stored in the ring."

It turns out that your baker next door is not just some baker. He was your knight, your fiance, and your--

"But now, I can finally share this long locked suffocating feeling and fate with you." Noel muttered into your lip.

Diary Entry.

[r3ynah]

THE FAMILY OF BEAUTIES

The girls the boys they all like Carmen.

(In this scenario Carmen is the fentons).

I just want to headcanon, that the Fenton's have a ethereal type of beauty, not sexy or hot. Ethereal, like if you didn't know that they're a family of Mad scientist, a obsessive therapist and a dead boy. they could've passed as deity's.

And the amity park's citizens can and will totally agree, they might've disagree and fight for a lot of things but the only thing they can agree on was the Fenton's was down to earth beautiful.

Like Jack Fenton for example, He has built that can seemingly bench you without any hesitation, but a himbo at heart, the greys of his hair compliments way it mixes with the black hair of his, if Jack isn't in his ghost hunting suit, he is pretty decent when it comes to his fashion sense, When Jazz first brought along her friends, the first thing they asked was if Jack was single, which caused Jazz to smack their heads individually with a newspaper.

And don't get me started with Madeline Fenton, because I cannot stop when it comes to her, My girl with her short straight Reddish-brown hair, looks like a masculine but also feminine beauty, Can and will bench you, if you have any ill intent towards her family, she came from a long line of riches if I say so myself. Tall as fuck, about 6'7 while Jack is 7'0. very elegant when it comes to fighting, that it looks like she's just dancing, Was titled as a Milf by Danny's classmate which made the boy groan in annoyance, Sam and Tucker calls out to Maddie and says "Mother is Mothering", just to get something out of Danny who looks at them with disgust knowing full well what they were trying to do. While Maddie is just happy for the kids to see her as a mother figure.

Now Jazz, My love, my girl. Her long Red hair that came down to her hips, and her blue eyes, made all the girls and boys in her college swoon, with her 6'4 figure she strutted down the halls with confidence, beauty and brains everyone would oh so called it, and her knowledge in martial arts didn't lessen her attractiveness, The humans and ghosts can agree with that delightfully.

And now her dearest sibling Danny, Danny is a nonbinary fuck that can gender envy anyone he meets, that's why he got bullied in the first place, he was too fucking beautiful and handsome at the same time, all the boys and girls of his school have atleast had a crush on him, He was the only cute boy there, what could they do? He stared at them with his icey colored eyes that made their legs tremble from the pressure, and that black hair that always seemed messy but in a good way. It didn't help when he got that lichtenberg scar, that ran up his neck and the side of his face. you should've seen him in P.E cause my guy got everyone staring at him.

And the Fenton family has fashion sense, if they really put their mind and soul into it, everytime they dressed up for a family reunion or just an outing it was a very sweet treat for everyone's eyes. like how it is right now.

The Amity parkers waved goodbye at the Fenton's as they went on and attended a gala they were invited to, it was supposedly because of the sudden rise and popularity of their works and how's it been helping the environment.

One citizen sighed as he looked at the car that family was driving as it slowly became smaller and smaller.

"You think they can handle Gotham, heard nasty thing bout that place." She questioned

"Girl, Gotham should be the one readying to handle them, that family may be beautiful, but their crazy." Her friend's answered

"well that does give them a more attractive look isn't it?"

"I hate how you're right."

__

The Gala the Fenton's went to certainly had an awkward atmosphere when they went inside, all the guest kept staring at them that it was starting to get creepy, did they overdress or underdressed, come on just walk towards start to talk or criticize them, because it's starting to get embarrassing for the family.

Gotham wasn't fucking prepared to meet the Fentons like as in, They had been awestrucked when the family walked in. A very tall man seemingly in his 40's with his hair gelled back, and a suit that fitted him too perfectly, gosh dang, even the homophobic guests couldn't help but stare, And then there was his Wife her straight her was curled and brushed out leaving a wavy effect that compliments her face shape, and that dress she was wearing was utterly gorgeous, fancy but also simple and mature, the heels certainly helped her height more and made her look more intimidating, The ladies blushed when she looks at them and smiles.

And don't get them started with the couples children, who looked adorable and elegant at the same time, The older sister had a aura that says: 'Im in your presence bow down' (And they would've if it was in a more private area due to the paparazzi's out the window). She wore a spaghetti strapped dress that had a slit on either side and was , making it more comfortable to move in for the girl, partnered by a white shawl made of silk, she had heels that also complimented he already tall stature, her hair was tied in a neat bun, with a few strands free to not make her face feel bare. And lastly the youngest everyone assumed, wearing a suit, double-breasted suit that was elegant and sophisticated it matched the way his hair is messed up for him to still look young, he was also wearing a black shawl that had specks of white making it look like stars. The family had a colour scheme of green, that made all gothamites present swoon, Including a certain family of bats.

(I might make a fanart of this later.)

[priestessame]

... ˜”*°•Jealous S/Os Drabbles (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ ...

... ˜”*°• Minors DNI˜”*°• ... ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ "𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖜𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘" ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

... •Gender neutral reader- sub reader

˜”*°•Jealous partners that love you so much it hurts. Jealous partners that absolutely hate seeing you with anyone else. Those who will clench their fists until the nails draw blood just seeing you smile at someone.

Sure its a little problematic, but its all because they love you so much. They tip toe the line of showing that jealousy to you. Other than a few pouts that make you laugh, they won't let you catch even a whiff of how they truly seethe inside.

˜”*°•Jealous partners that would never blame you for how they are feeling. They know you're always perfect, fiercely loyal, and doting to a fault. But they also know it's your kindness and sympathy that gets mistaken for flirting. You could be just going around doing what you do, smiling harmlessly at a waiter or a cashier. And it's only them that notices the person's face falter. Eyes glazing as if they had looked directly into the sun.

What's infuriating is that you don't see how they look at you. You only ever see a friend making you laugh or a stranger being kind. Palpable. They can taste the jealousy curling in their stomach, crawling up their throat until they can feel it in their mouth. It's bitter and resentful, numbing their tongue like medicine.

˜”*°•Jealous partners that would grin like wolves, before lacing an arm around your shoulder, taking a sadistic pleasure in watching how the other person's face darkens with realisation.

You belong to them, body, soul and mind. And no matter how many times they claim you, it'll never be enough.

Most of the time they try to handle the stares. You see, mostly it's the low-lives giving you looks of pure desire, wondering what you would look like under them. Those can be dealt with easily.

But sometimes the gaze is different, it's always a gut-wrenching realization, for they can recognize it. It's a gaze that goes deeper than just lust. it's how they have looked at you all their life. That's the one that really fucks with them. Rage and fear washing over them like a tide.

They just have to feel you in that moment, pressed themselves up against you until they can feel you heart hammer against their skin. With every passing second, their poised self continues to slip. They need you to show them how much you really crave them. So they'll do it. Even if its means pulling you in a corner, secluded yet public and needing to slide their fingers in you pants to feel how aroused you are.

They want you to feel as consumed by them as they feel about you. Can't you see how pathetic you make them feel? So quick to anger and envy. They want you ruined, to bury so deeply into you that you can feel them mark you forever.

Jealous partners that won't let you go until their teeth leave marks down your bare skin. Playlus nips at your neck as they overwhelm you with the pleasure. Its hard and rough as they take you right then and there, basically beckoning someone to catch you two. So the idiots can watch how easily you come undone under them, your pleasure building your pleasure until you can't help but scream their name. Maybe then, that will ease their jealousy.

"Who do you belong to?" They'd whisper, voice like silk, like they aren't holding you down, fisting your hair. That's the only time you realise someone pissed them off, it's feeling the hunger and need radiating off of them. The touch so starving, that their fingers seem to carve you out.

Yes they a little out of hand, but you don't mind, do you?

°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

ARLECCHINO, Childe, Wanderer, Geto, Sukuna, Gojo, MIHAWK, Sunday,

໒꒰ྀི´• ˕ •` ꒱ྀིა Buy me a coffee?

[jjelleefsh]

;; honey cherry and my lover’s sun sipped wine

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It was blasphemous almost, to see a visage as such on a mundane day like today. It should be considered sacrilegious really. The sunlight at the break of golden hour, filtering through the gaps between the curtains glazing his skin in the most nostalgic hue of yellow.

The back locks of his hair, still uncombed, draped over his shoulders, reminding you of aged ebony, falling like ribbons of water from ornamental rocks. The mirror he stood in front of, reflected the sunlight to his face, giving him the most sublime countenance. Deft hands shuffle closer to his face, as he leans into the mirror, lithe fingers focus on lining eyes of molten gold with a red eyeliner in hand. An amalgamation of all these observations coming together to make a scene that would make the romantic artists of Fontaine cry out in envy. 

“my god...”

Aureate eyes met yours and you just know their shade was the inspiration when a cor lapis decided to take on its colour. The slight crinkle of his eyes when he smiled, the gentle click of the brush as he set down the eyeliner. All about him, everything about him was so lovely, 

“You called, dearest?”

Zhongli, although his tone sounded curious, knew full well the meaning of the reverent gaze you were looking at him with.

“Mr. Zhongli, I think I might be in love with you.” 

“Well, I’d certainly hope so. It would be rather awkward if the person I chose to take my vows with did not reciprocate my affections.”

Vows. You repeated in your head, yes, this breathtaking man, with a face that would have had wars fought for his hand, was yours. Yours as in you married him, stood on the altar, took your vows, bowed to each other and you married him.

A giddy grin creeps its way up to your face, the kind that will not go away no matter how much effort you put into trying to stop it. Oh Celestia above, you are so terribly, infallibly in love with this man, it is sickening. 

A hopeless devotee you are; someone who simply had the luck of having their affections reciprocated by a man— by a god, but you’d argue, it is just as romantic, even if it was before you found outabout his divinity. 

“Well, you need not worry about that, I can assure you, your spouse returns your affections wholeheartedly. I was told so by them personally.”

“They said that now, did they? Very well, I hope you relay my gratitude to them.”

“ah, but it will take reimbursement, Mr. Zhongli.” you chirp out, fully intending on cashing out as much as you can out of this conversation.

“Is that so? Very well, what might your charges be?”

You didn’t know it was possible to smile wider, Wordlessly you pointed to your forehead. Zhongli takes your action in stride, walking over but instead resting his lips upon yours. Cradling his face, you have found home in a chaste kiss. As he pulls away, now standing upright again, you look up at him.

“A tip for your hardwork, yes? I hope my message reaches my lover soon.”

—

Zhongli looks at your smiling face, grinning with teeth and all. The mirror reflects the sunrays on your head, covering you in a heavenly halo-like lighting; a scene that would make heaven fall to its knees, to that he can attest.

Its mundane mornings like these, he thinks, that make him realise a god too, can turn devotee in the presence of his lover.

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dont ask me what this is bc idk either. "but esha didn't you write this?" yes and I blanked out and poof this appeared. also I kinda would not read this but like bleh. i don't like how it came out.

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12:41 pm ; 14/9/2024

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[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ the mastermind investigator grim reaper. ﹚: rishen herrera 9819.𖹭

. . . catch me if you can !! 🍒 : “ my - what is with that face? flustered? oh darling, whose fault might that be? ”

꒰ verse ꒱ 9819

꒰ species ꒱ grim reaper

꒰ ethnicity ꒱ mexican-indian

꒰ age ꒱ 34

꒰ gender ꒱ genderfluid, amab

꒰ mbti ꒱ estj

꒰ alias ꒱ scarlet stare, scarlet regard ( ?? alessio ), detective herrera, professor herrera, the scarlet reaper, reaper fraud ( mocking ), basic riddle ( muchen ), mother's boy ( muchen )

꒰ story ꒱ everyone knows him by that grin. that effortless charm and cocky attitude that sends most criminals into a spiral.

world renowned investigator and exceptional strategist. professor herrera - or as many know him by: the scarlet stare. a man of many talents and great intellect. one of the sharpest mind’s that the city has ever seen. what with his sharp eye and the frightening accuracy in each case he is put on. responsible for catching some of the most wanted.

yet despite this cunning, strategic mind. a bite for danger is most prevalent. looking. searching for a time in which he may be wrong. challenging himself and those around him to try and go against him. get him to make a mistake. quite the tie to his recklessness and need to solve a case by any means necessary. whether that be not playing by the law or tittering the lines of criminals.

although a human is what he would prefer to call himself - a grim reaper is what he actually is. something he’d rather hide away — despite being exceptional in that as well.

he would much rather spend his time solving cases than reaping souls in any case. it’s what he was born for.

꒰ appearance ꒱

rishen has a pair of maroon eyes, with pupils that constrict into slits during moments of intense emotions, along with this, he has slitted irises, that give him an even more ethereal look than he already had.

has medium-length, fluffy and curly dark brown hair that extend halfway down his neck and tickles at his face with small almost heart-shaped curls at times.

gorgeous bronze skin, littered with beauty spots on the left side of his face and along his forearms, sometimes, when you look long enough, the spots look like their own constellations

a very androgynous face that leans more towards feminine features, one genuienly cannot tell whether he is male or woman or something in between.

has rows of sharp, pearly white teeth that often do not get shown because he prefers to smile and not grin.

stands at a height of 5'8” with a a lean body type

long white talons that many reapers stare at in envy because he has an easier time actually painting them with brighter colours.

across his body, small ruby spots freckle his skin, specificaly his arms & around his pelvic area. while on his back, he has a small rose-quartz at the base of his spine, that shines beautifully when in sunlight.

right in the centre of his forehead, he sometimes dorns a small, tear-drop shaped ruby.

Sticking out his tongue, you can see the gold midline tongue piecing

he has a gold labret piercing ( it’s rather thin )

has standard lobe piercings in both ears, sharing space with some lovely gold helix piercings

often wears gold bangles, ones that shine beautifully and are vibrant in red and pink hues

rocks the red old money aesthetic

carries around pocket watches that he uses as his tracking devices. by an entire turn of one of the clock arms, he can turn the clock frame into a tracking device to see where his enemies are

 

꒰ personality ꒱

confident. quite confident. this can very quickly bleed into cockiness. he is very self-assured and well aware of his skillset. he also plays the cocky part because it gets the right people annoyed.

beyond charismatic. another skill that utilizes. this also ties in well with his charming antics. he knows when to use them and might sometimes be a bit of a flirt - he does so in a serene fashion.

incredibly intelligent. this ties in very well with his strategic mind.

brilliant. he is incredibly mentally keen and alert. you should be careful about what you say or do around him - he might be able to utilize it if may be.

a bit reckless. if there is something that needs to be done to solve a case - best believe he’ll look into it. even it means getting himself a bit hurt in the process.

loves entertaining the idea of him being potentially wrong. tittering the lines of danger and life-threatening. risking it all if it means putting his mind to the test and challenging himself. gets a rush for danger. ties in quite well with the point above

very provocative. perhaps a bit too much at times. a part of him enjoys ticking people off because he gets to see their true selves in the mix. which could aid some of his cases.

can be quite stubborn. if he sets his mind to something he is going to do it - which can be quite the fault

not one to get angry but does appreciate the audacity of those that try to do so. as stated, he absolutely loves a challenge.

ignores his grim reaper heritage for the most part. one of the only ways to actually anger him is bringing it up.

can be a bit impulsive. as calculated as he is - if he is in the heart of a situation and his mind tells him to do something. he’ll do it.

can be a bit deceitful too. secretive. it is something that he is working on.

very high perfectionism. this ties in with being very methodical and organised.

at the heart of everything. he is someone that is compassionate and wants to do good. he has a sense of justice that he wishes to fulfill.

 

꒰ with a lover ꒱

rishen can be quite playful and adores teasing you — however the bastard is so calm and serene about it! you couldn’t even fault him for doing it because he would convince you he isn’t teasing you at all! all to see you pout and flustered

very physically and verbally affectionate, they are two of his main love languages and he loves it just as much when it is reciprocated. through one or the other.

like most reapers, rishen shows his love through biting you. whether it be small nips of leaving marks, sometimes he draws a bit of blood too. . . he’s forgets how hard he sometimes can bite.

oh he knows he sometimes ends up being really busy. . . and he will always gets nervous that you might not understand. so if there has been a long time of no contact - he’ll always bring you flowers or treats, even if all is alright

a thing that comforts him a lot is to put his head on your chest or lap, listening to your heartbeat or simply resting on the plush of your thighs brings him at ease and makes him feel safe.

likes letting you sit in his lap or sitting himself in your lap whilst he’s doing work. it’s a way he can be near you while he’s busy

his scythe is constantly trying to talk to you. . . unfortunately he doesn’t pay it too much mind and often ignores the fact that it exists in the first place.

has given you one of his weiqi ( go ) pieces to summon him by. Sentimental pieces belonging to reapers given to the ones they love by them, can summon them if one should need ( only if you are in danger. )

really loves matching jewellery with you, wearing matching earrings and necklaces along with bracelets and rings

has a thing for putting his hands on your waist or between your thighs, both to feel the warmth ( or cold ) and to watch you squirm when he does.

rishen is very protective of you even if he doesn’t show it in the traditional sense - he knows many people are out for his head. and so this might also transcend into him being clingy to keep you safe.

he has a love for playing board games or card games with you, and sometimes, if you give him eyes enough, will let you have a bit of a lead. though expect him to win nontheless. bastard and his charming grin

has your name engraved into one of his pens and uses it when he is out writing on cases, interviewing people or investigating.

takes you out for cafe dates and art gallery dates and loves watching the way your eyes fill with life and happiness.

 

꒰ strengths ꒱

sharp intelligence: he is exceptionally intelligent and strategic. he is considered to be one of his city’s greatest minds.

deception: he is great at masking and keeping secrets. he is able to put on different personas to suit certain situations.

soul-reaping: rishen has the ability to reap more than 200 souls and carry them on his scythe until he can send them away to the afterlife. unfortunately he doesn’t really use the scythe much.

vapour teleportation: can shift his physical form into a dark vapour and can move at high speeds towards a different location.

dark vapor production: produces a dark vapour from his back and shoulders that can blind and disorientate enemies greatly.

hallucinative vapor production: similar to his dark vapour, however causes those that breathe it in to hallucinate; often multiple versions of him.

can see souls/ghosts: as a reaper rishen has the ability to see ghosts, spirits, wraiths, etc. along with the souls of both living and dead.

 

꒰ weaknesses ꒱

heart condition: he has a rare heart condition which results in him experiencing heart attacks when overwhelmed or panicked.

dislike of lineage: he does not like being a reaper. this can often be used against him

daylight: as a nocturnal reaper, daylight and other bright sources of light can weaken his senses of sight as he is used to the darkness of the night.

d’akar: an anti-magic material that can greatly weaken him if he comes into contact with it.

extreme emotional attachment: while reapers may remind one of humans, they are not. they are beings with very empathetic instincts and have souls bigger than the average mortal being — a thing that has been with them since their creation. they become extremely attached to things they love and it may cause them to become erratic if enough they love is taken away from them.

fading: occurs when a reaper goes through immense hurt and pain. their physical form quite literally begins to disappear, making them appear transparent. it can be a very painful process, both emotionally and physically. until their physical form eventually fades away and their soul moves on to the afterlife

꒰ relationships ꒱

zhào jìngyí: boyfriend, best friend, childhood friend

zhào mèng yáo: guardian figure, teacher, good terms

zhào mùchén: guardian figure, teacher, bad terms

rishima singhania: the woman that birthed him. nothing more to say.

zhào hàoyu: brother-in-law

zhào haitao: brother-in-law

zhào yìzé: brother-in-law

zhào yu xi: sibling-in-law

alessio agresta arias: prime suspect

kyung seong-jin: co-worker

indra rosales: co-worker

shi jùn lái: mutual

shi tài: mutual

shi xuan jie: mutual

denara agyros: friend, nurse

danae agyros: motherly figure, good terms

orpheus agyros: fatherly figure, good terms

 

꒰ extra ꒱

he is both an investigator and profiler with experience in combative field

he is very good at strategy board games such as chess and weiqi ( go ), he often has individual games

he is allergic to cinnamon

he speaks hindi, spanish ( latin american ), chinese ( mandarin ) and knows asl

his scythe is named the scarlet strike ( or cherry, to jìngyí ), rishen however does not talk to it as much as it talks to him

he is a big appreciator of art and often likes analyzing art pieces. you can sometimes find him in art galleries during his days off

at times he wakes up early in the morning to bake. Often out of frustration at lack of sleep or because he finds himself stressed and restless due to upcoming or ongoing cases.

breaks into random theatre performances together with jìngyí sometimes after long days.

they have a cat named beatrice, who often come with them to missions and helps them sniff out stuff. she wears a cat sized detective hat.

he really enjoys a nice cup of hot chocolate after work, while sketching and drawing.

[ihavetoomanyocsdealwithit]

Twisted Wonderland boys try Drag  

I wrote the thing about Floyd (link) and it wouldn't leave me alone, and then I asked myself, what about the others?   

Floyd Leech, Malleus Draconia, Riddle Rosehearts, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt 

Floyd Leech 

He has to go to this event and it’s going to be boring. He knows that it's all for looks and he’ll do it because Mom has asked him. But that’s the only reason he is doing it with mild complaining.  

Until of course, Yuu runs in like a cat on fire, grin wide and manic.  

Whatever comes out of that sharptoothed mouth is going to be fantastic.  

“Floyd!” Yuu chirps. “I have an idea. And I think you could be the son of a gun that's gonna help me do it.”  

“And why would I do that, Shrimpy?” He knows that his grin matches, that he’ll do it anyway, but damn if seeing her like this isn’t fun.  

“Easy. It’s fun, it’ll cause large amounts of chaos and drama and it’ll make Betta Fish either envy, rage or a develop a strange attraction he won’t understand until several years later in therapy.”  

Well how he is supposed to say no to that?  

They have something similar, at least in the sea. Not so gender based, that’s more of a human thing which he still doesn’t fully understand, but the larger than life makeup, large jewelry, that sort of thing. He had no idea the humans had something too!  

There is a dress code they have to follow, and half of the fun of bending rules is knowing what rules you are bending. So they pick and choose, he does ship in one or two items for his own benefit. Mamaw even handed off some of her old jewelry once he told her what the plan was. He may want to give his parents a little shock, but his never kept secrets or surprises from her. She’s good at keeping her mouth shut though, especially if it’s fun. 

When the both of you arrive, it is old Hollywood glam. He’s turquoise hair looks stunning with finger waves, lined with rhinestones and his signature black streak creating such an interesting texture. He’s make up is more on the dramatic side, bright blush and bold lipstick but cheekbones softened in a classic style. The dress is one of the things ordered in, as there was no way you had any clothes that you could even slightly modify at Ramshackle, a blue full sequin dress with a center split that feels vaguely familiar to Yuu, but you can’t put a finger on it. You did add gold shoulder chains that trail delicately down his shoulders and arms for a faux sleeve that makes his frame look sleek and elegant.  

Yuu of course, is simply a compliment to the drag queen, old Hollywood suit and tie with a tall top hat, a painted beard with sharp angles and twisted waves, tight pin curls with bejeweled pins left in sporadically.  

Vil does in fact lose his mind, but he’s more upset that you have not told him about this than seeing it. He grills you the whole night, and then some. 

Floyd however, thrives, having the time of his life finally being able to wear his stilettos out without feeling mismatched. It’s something the two of you continue to do together, but he’ll incorporate things on his own. You see more long skirts and dresses in his closet, different tweaks to his hair, and definitely more experiments with his eye makeup. He looks especially pretty when he’s squeezing people.  

When he looks at you, it’s just joy that he gets to express himself more. If he requires that you are his date for every party now, even underwater, well who are you to complain?  

Malleus Draconia 

It pops into your head as both of you are talking about home. You had been to plenty of Drag Brunches with the performances and dance, but also just Drag crawls with nights of everybody showing up and visiting, letting people get photos and just visit.  

Malleus has always had a hard time getting people to give him a chance, afraid of just his visage alone. It’s a reputation well earned, but he was very much a child with the stories that circulate and didn’t even know what he was doing.  

“What if you weren’t you?” Yuu asks, head tilted as the idea forms more in her mind. “What if you were a different version of you?”  

He’s open to the idea at least, allowing different experiments with color, themes, outfits and make up to see what he’s comfortable with, though there are some that go completely out the window. 

It’s easy for him to look like the Thorn Fairy, so they do put together a simple outfit that’s more of a modern take of her classic silhouette. A simple black side split gown with a thrifted Diasomnia coat with the patch ripped out, added embellishments of purple dyed furs, and silver metal accent spikes, letting his natural elegance take hold and make the presence.  

Do you have more casual clothes for him for brunch type things? Absolutely. And he looks fantastic in his oversized long sleeve crop top and ripped wide jeans with fishnet. He’s accessories tend to be the louder items for him, and he’s make up has plenty of colors, but he will always find his comfort in blacks, greens and purples. He doesn’t tend to go as loud as other Drag Queens, but it still works. Apparently, he sees Lilia dress this way often, so it’s something familiar and makes him feel a bit closer to him.  

The first brunch type thing the both of you go to, you are dressed more like a gentleman to compliment. A simple white button up, suspenders, a tight pompadour and exaggerated cheekbones. He had gone with the long dress since it was more of a formal affair, dressed down with boots, a softer lilac cardigan from Yuu’s closet, and wig pinned back into a simple but elegant bun, the blue underlay shining like a whole scale.  

He’s amazed at how easily people talk to him, how they approach with no fear. He gets to talk, and any awkwardness is explained away by being raised in Briar valley, because of course he’s just a Fae, not a dragon, those horns are simply part of the costume. Their is one little child that stays with him the entire time, talking about gargoyles, grotesques, and other statues. Malleus’s tail, also a prop of course, is swinging the entire time.  

Malleus loves to go out to smaller venues, but does fear getting too much attention and losing this as an outlet. He will go to lots of underground events with you, even the raves he’ll do for a few hours, and enjoy the people there. That he happens to get to protect you to is an added bonus, though the first time he sees Yuu lay out a guy for an inappropriate comment, he falls in love just a little more.  

Above, sitting on a staircase and looking down at his son, Lilia tears up a bit. There is fondness, pain, so much pain, and love.  

Malleus won’t make the connection until years later, when he sees a picture of himself, but he doesn’t look like the Thorn Fairy. He looks like his mother.  

Riddle Rosehearts  

Riddle sees Yuu’s drag first and loves it. What started as an invitation for a historically accurate Red Court costume tea party had allowed Yuu to dive deep back into the hobby with ease. So much of Red Court fashion involved that over-the-top style and fun that it was easy to pull together a fantastic outfit.  

He is a bit more hesitant to get into it, especially once the two of you realize that what he pictures himself in is close to his Overblot form, but simple modifications can fix that. The make-up isn’t too difficult for him to learn at all, after all the Heartslabyul students apply their own everyday, and he does love his red eyeliner. He is a bit embarrassed on how comfortable he feels in the corsets and dresses, but she manages to pull him back in with the shoes.  

Afterall, it wasn’t uncommon for Drag Queens to wear platforms. He’s usual heels will give him a solid inch or two, but six? He’s a whole new person when he puts on a pair of platforms.  

The next historical tea party, he pulls up in a Queen of Hearts inspired dress, but there isn’t a trace of black in the design. White lace gloves, the card fan collar fun and playful looking, the red soft and romantic looking instead of bloody, white roses pristine and large red ribbons ballooning out like the bow of a present. His hair of course is a wig, the red not quite as strong as he’s own, decorated in pearls and diamonds with heart-shaped lips and strong eyebrows.  

Trey notices how differently Riddle acts, firm but strong, delicate with his teacup and firm with the flamingo handles as he plays. He seems...happier. And he looks especially regal when a student makes an unsavory comment, and he sends them flying with a commanding “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!”  

Vil Schoenheit  

Now, Vil was normally a respectful gentleman, but when he saw the different sketches on the margins of your notes, he became intrigued, especially when you let it slip that it was for herself. Drag had a slightly different definition in Twisted Wonderland, and Vil already practiced this version. Basically, how close can one flirt with fashion or make up or demeanor to become a woman, but it wasn’t anything like what you had.  

But what you had laid out was more Avante Garde, more bold, more interesting. A living art piece, yes, that’s what he would call it! There were designs that Yuu wouldn’t try but thought would look amazing or simply didn’t have to skill or resources to do. That wouldn’t be a problem with Vil.  

There is some work with figuring out what works best, as he basically looks good in everything and already has experience with changing his shape and silhouette. But looking good in everything doesn’t mean that’s what is best for him, and that’s what Yuu pushes, showing more of the entertainment and songs, for what feels the most confident. Eventually, they figure out that Vil enjoys being able to do less entertainment and simply exist as something beautiful and untouchable.  

Vil’s next event, Yuu comes more as an assistant, as the outfit is going to take hours to pull together, but it will be a showstopper. Yuu has no interest of trying to compete with Vil on this one, and he needs no complimenting king. She still gets free food out of it though, so definitely no complaints there.  

Vil arrives looking like a perfume bottle, intricate and elegant and stunning. The bottom balloons out and trails with a black ruffle, studded with spikes, hips accented with leather pads and structured velvet dress and long sleeves locked into black accordion ruffles on his wrist. But the chest is exposed, a beating heart pulsing in a golden rib cage, inverted shoulder pads like wings rising with a crown that puts the puny tiaras around them to shame.  

His smile is hidden, black lipped and sharp, and Yuu thinks that he’s probably never felt as beautiful as he does now.  

Rook Hunt  

Does anybody else remember Prince Poppycock? He was an opera singer that showed up on American Idol and was my first exposure to anything like drag, especially drag kings. He has lived rent free in my mind ever since. Anyway, on to Rook!  

Rook sees you experimenting with different outfits from the closets of Ramshackle, fashions that have been out of season for maybe a century now, and he loves them. How strong, how romantic, the glamor of it! He at least does the polite thing by knocking on the door before begging to be your mannequin.  

Rook, similar to Vil and Riddle, has plenty of experience with make-up, but the full white face is something he has never done before. He does love how bright the colors come out on such a canvas though and makes several versions with different outfits he has sent in from home. The hardest part is the wigs, which are simply too modern or not the right colors for him. He gets a long-curled wig imported from home and asks to keep it at Ramshackle, and carefully styles it out his eyes. Yuu is also not surprised when other outfits and ribbons start coming in, simply hanging them out to get the wrinkles out. The matching silk robes are nice though, she’ll admit to that one.  

He gets his opportunity when you find a local theater troupe that does soliloquys, monologues, short songs and one act plays on Saturdays evenings that would be more than happy to have extra performers. Getting Rook to choose only one monologue is more difficult than choosing the outfit, but it’s easy to compliment his look with a similar vibe.  

It’s something Yuu has never had the opportunity to see before. The way that Rook preforms like this as opposed to the SDC is so different. He lets loose here, fully indulging into the character, and the audience is enraptured with him. Some of the upcoming actors and actresses are even pausing in practicing their lines just to look at him go.  

Sometimes over tea parties, him and Riddle really bond over historical dress, he’ll even sprinkle freckles on top of the white face paint. Yuu wishes he would let his natural ones come through sometimes, but maybe it is a work in progress.   

[hauntingofhouses]

I was wondering, what do u think Taigen reaction to finding out about Mizu being a woman will be? Although I don’t think he will have a bad reaction I wanted to know what u thought about it?

OOH I like this question because the thoughts on this have been swirling around in my brain for a while and I don't think I ever properly talked about this, outside of maybe this post (which is barely coherent imo). There, I compared Mizu/Taigen to Mizu/Mikio, as well as to the main romantic couple in the movie Yentl. Then from both those comparisons, I tried to speculate on Taigen's reaction to Mizu's gender reveal, based on what would make the most narrative sense.

However, I didn't really analyse Taigen himself in that post, and neither did I ever come up with a concrete conclusion to what his reaction may be. So this ask gives me a good chance to speculate even further and hopefully come up with a proper and more in-depth answer.

Similar to you, anon, I don't think Taigen will have a bad reaction per se, though I guess it depends on what you'd define by bad.

Because this is Taigen we're talking about, I don't think he'd exactly be chill about it. He's very much a drama queen, especially around Mizu, as he's never afraid of stepping on her toes, and thus will vocalise his feelings to her whenever he's feeling them. That, combined with his short temper and his brashness, means that there's almost certainly going to be conflict when he finds out the truth. He will be shocked, and because he's immature, he'll be angry and upset because of this shock. Simply because he doesn't know, and hasn't yet learned, how to deal with his emotions in any other way besides getting angry.

So I think that will definitely be his first instinct. To get upset.

I don't think he'd immediately know why he's upset. Maybe only after a few minutes of angry questioning (think something along the lines of "Why are you telling me this now?!" and "You've been hiding this all this time?!"), he'd finally come up with some tangible cause for his anger.

What would the cause for his anger be then? Well, it could be several things.

Possible Reason #1

He feels "betrayed" because Mizu didn't trust him enough with the truth even after the two have grown close, and after Taigen has put his life on the line for her numerous times.

Possible Reason #2

He feels "cheated" because Mizu is not the man he'd believed she was, thus making it feel like their entire friendship was a sham. This is because the basis for their relationship, in the way he'd related to her, bullied her, envied her, admired her, allied himself with her, and eventually grown attracted to her, had been entirely based off the premise and belief that Mizu is his fellow man, his peer, comrade, and fellow samurai. Thus, discovering that Mizu is not a man would, initially, feel like all of that has been ripped away from him. And this is actually related to the third possible reason.

Possible Reason #3

This is a big one, and the reason everyone, including myself, is putting their bets on: misogyny.

Essentially, Taigen would find out that this whole time, the person he'd been envious of and struggling to beat in every single fight, is not a man, but a woman. And as far as he knows, even if women in feudal Japan could once be warriors (see: the Onna-musha), perceptions have since changed by the time of the Edo period. Furthermore, even if women could fight, men were still expected to be stronger, because men are supposed to protect women.

However, I believe that Taigen's particular flavour of misogyny is a little different, in that he does not view women as "inferior." Because remember, his fiancee was Akemi. This was a woman who took no shits! She was snarky and playful and intelligent, and moreover she was a princess, superior to him in every way, and he knew and respected all of that, and respected her as an individual who could make her own choices. When she'd told him the news of their engagement, Taigen asked her, "He's [your father] sure? You're sure?" And then, when she tried to seduce him in Ep 2, he asked her, "Akemi, are you sure?"

His respect for her is the only reason why Akemi had been so desperate to marry him in the first place. She did not love him, but knew he would be good to her. Because she could not guarantee that any other man would treat her nicely as he would.

Thus, with that being said, I don't think Taigen is some "alpha male dudebro" who thinks women belong in the kitchen etc. Instead, I think Taigen simply believes women are just... different from men. So it's not that women can't or shouldn't fight, it's that they just don't. It's not that women can't or shouldn't be friends with men on equal footing, it's just that they aren't. You get what I'm saying?

It's like, imagine your whole life, you're told, and fully led to believe, that a lamp can't light up. They're just meant to be in your house as decoration. And then suddenly, you find out that your lamp lights up! And you're like, "OMG a lamp is lighting up! How is it doing that?! I thought light only comes from candles and the sun! This can't be right, I thought lamps never light up! Isn't that a fundamental part of their design?"

Now, put aside that this is a pretty bad analogy because it's 1am as I'm writing this and I can't think of a better one atm, but I hope the point comes across, in that this is clear-cut misogyny (I'm comparing women to a piece of furniture here on purpose), but the lucky thing about this particular flavour of misogyny is that it's rooted in ignorance, and is not inherently malicious. It can be, but it isn't necessarily.

Ignorance can be undone through learning and educating oneself. And luckily for us, my friends, educating oneself out of ignorance is the entire point of Taigen's character! He represents the uneducated masses who blindly follow the flow of the fucked up system. This is in contrast to Mizu who has never had a place within the system to begin with, Akemi who has spent her whole life struggling to go against the grain of the system, and Ringo who has always tried to follow the system, but due to his disability, is denied full access to it.

Thus, we've already seen him take the first steps to unlearn his xenophobic and racial prejudice, and we've also seen him start shedding his massive ego and desire for glory, which are both used to mask his own insecurities. If Netflix gives us all 4 planned seasons, then we have 3 more seasons for Taigen to fully grow out these backwards mindsets and finally reach his full potential to become—not a good man—but a great one.

THEREFORE, whatever the reason for his upset at discovering Mizu's gender, I firmly believe that Taigen will get over himself in the end, regardless of whether his anger stemmed from his misogyny, hurt, confusion, or whatever else.

Because Taigen's short temper and emotional immaturity is born from him spending his whole life on the move. Unlike Mizu, who is always alone with her thoughts and meditates constantly to try to cleanse herself of her restless emotions, Taigen is used to surrounding himself with people (see:him in the Shindo Dojo) and ignoring his emotions completely (see:him trying to forget Kohama). Which is why, when he does feel anything, it's overwhelming, and he doesn't know what else to do with it except let it out, usually in an angry outburst. Only when given the proper chance to reflect in Kohama in Ep7, does Taigen finally go through some substantial growth and start feeling remorse over how he'd treated Mizu.

Hence, I suspect something similar will happen when he discovers Mizu's gender, in which he will get upset and shocked and confused first, but then he'll reflect and regret and try to make up for his past behaviour.

And this is what I meant earlier when I said that I don't think he'll 't have a "bad reaction."

Essentially, it is my belief that his reaction will not follow in the footsteps of Mikio's, but instead, directly oppose and subvert that. This is related to the points I referenced in the post I linked above, but also, more importantly, because Taigen and Mikio are narrative foils.

Thus, where Mikio had betrayed Mizu and left her for dead, I believe Taigen will, at the end of the day, remain loyal and continue to fight by her side until the very end.

Because the thing about Taigen, as a person, outside of all the attitudes and prejudices that have been ingrained into him, is his relentless devotion. He gives himself into everything he does, puts in his all, and does not do things halfway. That's what makes him such a good soldier. He does not lead, but follows. He is inherently self-sacrificing and driven by a desire to protect, and we see this in how protective he is of Mizu to the point of enduring torture for her and telling her to use him as a human shield; how his first instinct upon hearing Akemi had been dragged off to get married against her will, is to get up and try to go to her; and how, when hearing the shogunate is in danger, he immediately goes straight to Edo palace to try to warn the shogun, even if it might get him killed in the process.

I could go on about why I think this is what makes him so good for Mizu (because Mizu's arc, especially in Season 1, is literally about accepting help and opening herself up to others) but this post is already atrociously long, so I'll just leave it at that.

So, anon, I hope I answered your question! I'm sorry I can never give short answers though, but I think at this point, it's to be expected from me lol. Thank you for the ask btw! And on that note, my inbox is always open for more 👀

[greencloakedfae]

Nell's Shirt Recreation

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Alright, being a Renegade Nell fan and a historical fashion fan has unsurprisingly led me down the rabbit hole of their costuming. So, I'm recreating Nell's shirt best I can, cause gender envy :D

I'm also gonna try document my progress as I love to infodump and a few people on the renegade nell discord server have asked me to lmao. This post is gonna be about planning, drafting and cutting!

Planning:

Above is my collection of screenshots (and gifs u can find if you search #sewing reference on my blog) from a rewatch of the show, with notes about construction details. I am so sorry about my handwriting, but if anyone is curious about anything they can't read please ask and I will happily provide.

The rundown though, is that it's a classic 18th century men's shirt, which you can find countless tutorials for if you want to make one that isn't so specifically Nell's.

There are a number of key details to note that are specific to this shirt however. The sizing of the shirt is a bit abnormal to the brief research I've done, with Nell's gussets (the triangle under the arm that allows movement) being a bit larger than what's to be expected, as well as the length being extremely long compared to other men's shirts. Eg:

(Credit indigomood for the gif, my phone couldn't handle searching for it in gifs so I had to download it)

Which, would make sense for a shirt she's taken from her late husband, but the sleeves are so fitted perfectly to her arm length, that I'm gonna just chalk these up as a mix of design choices for the comfort of Lousia when filming and giving the illusion of an oversized shirt.

Also, the cuffs and collar have a simple embroidery edging to them which I love. They have most likely been done on a modern machine, but we can cut Tom Pye some slack with the rest of the amazing work he's done. It looks like a zigzag stitch, with a straight stitch running on the side closest to the edge.

Also also, if anyone has seen Bernadette Banners pirate shirt tutorial, the sleeves and collar have less fabric and as a result less gathering. It's also mostly situated at the very tops of the shoulder, rather than all around the arms eye.

Alrightly onto the pattern drafting:

The Pattern:

The first image is a not-to-scale sketch up of all the pattern pieces, with my estimation of measurements (with about 1cm seam allowance idk I learnt to sew without a sewing machine and this project isn't very fussy) for each piece, as well as some short notes for how I got some of the measurements. The second image is just a guide/plan of how to lay each piece out on my fabric with minimal waste, and will be different for each person if yall attempt this.

I'm ngl, I snatched Bernadette's pattern as a base, cause I've made that shirt before. The measurements also are a weird mix of the guides given in Bernadette's video, a great informative comment on the video by musikkfreaken342, and a general taking measurements of my own body (which is a similar body type to Nell's) and seeing how they compare to the photo references. I wish I could give more guidance here but I'm ngl I went based on vibes for most of this.

*Note: despite how long Nell's shirt appears to be in that Billy intro scene, I'm going to run on the assumption that the length was for actor comfort, and will be cutting mine shorter.

Also, ignore the neck slit lining/reinforcement for now. Idk how I'm doing that yet... so yeah.

Alright!! Moving onto actually cutting out the fabric!

Cutting the Fabric:

Historically these shirts are made from linen (and sometimes cotton I think?). Great material: looks great, breaths easy, whips sweat away from the skin to protect your outer layers.

I've personally chosen a lightweight linen/rayon blend, cause it's soft and I don't have the money for full linen. Def recommend a lightweight linen if possible for these shirts, it just works out nicer and comfier.

However, with linen comes the challenges of cutting everything out straight. As you may have noticed, all our pattern pieces are rectangles, and it's very important to cut these as straight as possible for the shirt to drape properly. As such, I've used a method called drawing threads, where you pull one thread out to make a guide to cut along.

You can skip the next few photos if you are not actually interested in sewing techniques and just want to see Nell's shirt.

First measure your piece. I've placed pins in where I want to cut.

From there, I have cut a little notch, and separated out a thread.

Here comes the tedious task of pulling on the thread until you end up with a gap in the weave! The thread will break on you countless times and you have to be patient I'm so sorry.

You then cut along that line to end up with perfectly rectangular pieces. I also recommend doing each piece either individually or in small groups.

Okay end of needless tutorial about cutting linen!!!

At the end of this whole process, I've ended up with all my pieces :D

The collar slit reinforcement piece is just a scrap piece of fabric rn. Like I said idk what I'm doing for that yet.

Thats what I have for now! I'm lowkey planning on sewing most of this by hand, cause I'm that sort of person, so it might be a moment before I have a substantial update for if anyone is actually a fraction of the interested in this as I am sjfjskf.

[eggslamwich]

I just saw you already did kenjaku fkdjf rip I change my thing to mahito then

Hehe

👐 favorite thing about them

The extreme gender envy they give me. If I had the choice to be anything I’d be a shapeshifting genderless creature.

Like Kenny she also inspires me to make art and gives me extreme brainworms on the daily.

👐 least favorite thing about them

How in the long run he and the disaster curses overall give me an extremely hollow feeling, I feel sometimes like nothing in the first half mattered and that they were just reduced to a plot device. :c

👐 favorite line

images you can hear

👐 brOTP

The disasters curses. uwu You can be an irredeemable monster and still love your friends. I would rather Jjk just be a slice of life show about them hanging out at the beach and roasting marshmallows or some shit.

Junpei and Mahito having a toxic friendship too goes in as a runner up, people wanna gush about toxic romantic relationships but where’s the toxic platonic rep at? Mahito being the metaphorical devil on Junpei's shoulder pushing him further into misanthropy? Yes please.

👐 OTP

MahiKen where they're both pregnant with my kids 🫄

👐 nOTP

Idk none really, I have issues with how people write NanaHito and waste its potential in favor of boring yaoi tropes, but I don’t really hate the ship.

I guess also I’m uncomfortable with any ship involving minors so there's that 🤷‍♀️

👐 random headcanon

Mahito doesn’t really give a shit about gender and doesn’t mind/care what pronouns you use for it, but if you forced them at gunpoint to pick one he would settle for it/it’s because they think it’s dehumanizing (this is in no way meant to dehumanize actual people who use it/its, it’s just a dumb headcanon 🫶)

👐 unpopular opinion

People who think they're the most despicable character ever are weak and have not encountered REAL pieces of shit in anime good lord, I came in thinking this guy's the worst ever and I was severely unimpressed.

Also the constant infantalization of it. She's immature but that doesn't equal iq of a child. It gets really yikes at times. :c

👐 song i associate with them

👐favorite picture of them

anything that looks unflattering

[trashytoastboi]

Day of Envy - Leviathan

~Spicy Sin-ario GN! Version~

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> Gender Neutral version

> Word count: 1,693 words

Warnings: NSFW (Teasing, Exhibitionism (for a camera), Dry humping, Fingering)

The whole thing started with a suggestion, more of a favour really. Levi asked, pleading for their help. He had explained and confided that his cosplay socials have been doing really well as of late and saw a whole surge of new followers and mutuals. Thanks to that influx he surpassed his follower goal by a substantial amount. In light of the achievement he agreed to do something…special. Wanting to do something on the spicier side and NSFW as a celebration. The NSFW content of course wouldn’t be all that explicit and would rather be a bit of a teaser for the opening of paid content for that kind of thing. ({Name’s} face right now :0 ) In light of this he could think of no better person to do this with than {Name} and the idea would be a popular ship cosplay from one of his recent animes. Levi did all the work already, made the outfits, props, styled the wigs and made sure all the attention to detail was there all he needed was {Name}. Levi pleaded constantly until they finally gave in, and seeing him light up as much as he did made it all worth it. His excitement was present all throughout the days leading up to the photoshoot, in how he was more than happy to help them into the cosplay. Slip into this, zip up that, safety pin this in place and finally they were good to go. Levi got really close while doing {Name’s} makeup and his usual bashfulness is completely replaced by immense concentration and perfectionism. Levi ran through the camera set up one more time; he had various ones set up to capture from different angles all to pour through later when he chose the finals for editing. He clicked the remote to make sure it was synced up and all the cameras set off capturing the photos. Finally it was time for the run down on the ideas he had for the SFW shoot before moving onto the NSFW shoot after a break and some touch ups.

The SFW shoot went without a hitch and Levi couldn’t help but compliment {Name} on how well they pulled it off! Going on about how they made the character really shine through the photos. After their break, a snack and some water before a wig and makeup touch up; Levi set up for the NSFW shoot. There wasn’t much aside from setting up a fake messy bed scene, some empty wine glasses for the aesthetic and a few scattered petals to give the illusion of a romantic night the evening prior. Levi’s idea was along the lines of “The morning after” If the SFW shoot wasn’t nerve wrecking enough the NSFW had {Name’s} heart beating out of their chest, especially when Levi called them over for the first shot and carefully manhandled them into a questionable position, his body pressed against theirs in a suggestive manner. He leaned in till his lips ghosted their neck- CLICK. The shutter went off and Levi moved away, positioning {Name} into the next position. Shifting them onto their knees to face the camera and placing one hand on their stomach, indicative of moving upwards and another hand that had a rather tight grip on their thigh, Levi should have gotten an oscar for the expression he made equally balancing desire and patience. “Move your hands like you're holding onto me to reach up for a kiss” he instructed and {Name} did so- CLICK. Another photo done. Sure enough if this was any other time a normal kiss would be enough to send Levi into heart failure and yet he’s clearly unaffected unlike {Name}. No matter how close they were, how they touched, how suggestive things got, it was just holding a position until the camera went off before Levi was moving them into another one. The next position was a little easier, and well-simple but effective for feeding into a shipper’s desires. {Name} just had to lay on the bed while Levi hovered over them, looking as if he was going for the kiss- and then they did. {Name} reached up and stole a kiss from Levi the moment the camera went off. Levi’s usual self crept through, he was flustered until he looked back at the camera and gained his composure in the blink of an eye. {Name} thought it would have been enough, clearly not seeing how Levi just continued with the shoot. No matter how hot and bothered these positions had {Name} getting. Finally Levi was sitting and sifting through the photos with a happy hum at seeing how great they turned out. He paused on the one where {Name} snuck in a real kiss, he loved seeing their feelings come through in that photo.  Seeing that they were both in cosplay maybe a few more photos wouldn’t hurt. 

“Are you alright for a little while longer? For a few more photos I mean” Levi inquired, and they nodded after taking a few more sips of water. Levi grew a little bolder and wanted to try some raunchier positions. So his first order, having them straddle him while he cradles their face and he looks into their eyes. {Name} is evidently surprised to see such a stark difference in Levi compared to his usual self, it’s not far to say it’s a completely different side of him. He presses his lips against theirs, CLICK. He’s quick to move positions, he grabs their waist and holds them closer followed by quite the unexpected and domineering kiss that caught {Name} completely off guard. CLICK. Levi smiles at seeing them so affected by his actions. The cosplay helped a lot. Every time Levi wanted to react how he normally would, he reminded himself that his current character was always calm, cool and collected and with that; he knew he couldn’t let his awkward self show through in the photos. Levi had them pinned underneath him, tongue drawing a sloppy line along their neck when Levi seizes the zipper of their top between his teeth and drags it down. CLICK. If hot, bothered and flustered failed to describe {Name} before, their mind was doing cartwheels at what Levi was doing now. Their top is opened and pushed off their shoulders, and {Name’s} mind is too fixated on Levi to realize they still had the cameras as an audience. Levi bites their shoulder teasingly and watches {Name} squirm, he smiled. “Feeling good?” They nod, what else could they do right now? Levi slips the remote into their hand “Then you’re in charge of taking pictures.”

One hand went to play with their hardened nipples, his mouth finding its place on the other and his free hand skillfully making its way into their pants and rubbing them over the thin fabric of their underwear. {Name} sucks in a breath from the sudden contact, the relief they’d been craving since earlier. Oh and just how aroused they were did not go unnoticed by Levi who felt a little proud of himself for getting them as needy. Levi’s gloved hands move along their thighs as he moves away to pull their pants off in a rather uncoordinated flurry and succeeds, {Name’s} fingers hook into his necklace and draws him down into another hungry kiss, They take advantage to slip their tongue into his mouth, intentionally stroking his tongue and pulling away while the spit still connects them. CLICK. Levi hears the sound of the camera again, happy knowing they were making use of the remote. He didn’t actually think they would. Levi moved them and had {Name} on all fours now, his hand ran along their back, down, tracing their spine and over the curve of their ass. His hand paused and took a chance for a rather greedy squeeze that earned a startled little yelp from {Name}. His fingers made their way to their arousal, he continued Levi; dipped a finger inside, steady, and impatient when he slipped the second one in. Opting to pick up the pace while {Name} called his name in the sweetest way possible. His lips kissed their back and taking advantage of the confidence he had in this moment he decided to ask a question, a curiosity that remained on his mind for a long time. “Show it to me…” Levi begged in a voice heavy with desire, “W-what” {Name} questioned, unsure about what exactly he was looking for. “My pact mark…I’ve never seen it.” There was a hint of underlying jealousy to his words, afterall he’d heard his brothers bragging about seeing their pact mark and being happy about where it was. Levi had never seen his, let alone knew where it was. An easy request so long as they thought about the mark it’d appear and it appeared. The base of their neck on their back, Levi kissed his mark and a small tingle ran through it at the contact. He loved how it looked on their skin, and right now, only his mark was present on their body. Levi pressed against them absentmindedly while admiring his pact mark, {Name} took the chance to grind against his clothed cock. The stuttering moan that fell from Levi as their ass rubbed against him, “N-No {Name} w-wait!” Levi stuttered in quick succession until he felt the embarrassingly wet and hot feeling spreading against his underwear�� he came.  “Did you just cum?” {Name} asked. “...” no response, they turned their head back to see Levi hiding his head in his hands at how pathetically quick he came. “I want to die…” Levi groaned, persona dropped and back to his good old self. {Name} looked at him and started unbuckling his belt- “What are you doing!?” He nearly yelled, face red and he was on the verge of tears. “Well… you know, maybe demon Levi could come out and save the day” {Name} teased, Levi hid his face knowing what they were implying “You’re such a perv” he commented. “Oh I’m the perv? Who’s the one who always gets hard when I degrade him?” “...” {Name} felt his cock twitch in their hand “Exactly.”  

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