#dont worry i shall provide

[dilf-docs]

138 votes as of now??? were are you people coming FROM do u need a citizenship HI?!

i feel the javi peña fic will be pushed back in favor of the vander one i've started drafting

DILF TOWN CITIZENS GATHER HERE as i ask you another thing (gets queued after the dfb!joel and javi peña fic)

*i have vander and silco in mind

[mkkk12345]

Mishaps in the potionology classroom

Malleus x reader

A late-night tutoring session turned into a night of frantically looking through textbooks and babysitting a baby dragon. 

We all know what started this, I would die for this little guy he’s precious, no spoiler warning cos I’m not on JP server lol. 

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What were you going to tell Lillia? How well will Silver take this? How is Sebek going to kill you? These were the questions that floated through your mind as you held a baby dragon prince in your arms. What were you going to do now… after an incident like this you were surely going to be on some fae hit list. 

It was an accident you swear, but that didn’t matter now did it, how impromptu tutoring session come to this? 

It all started when you asked Malleus for some assistance with your potionology class homework, you wouldn't normally ask someone like him who probably had something better to do than tutor you but it was late at night and you were desperate. You had spotted him out the window of your room in Ramshackle when the idea popped into your head. Ask him a few questions out the window and it would be over, right? 

Wrong. 

“Tsunotaro do you have a minute to spare?” you asked him as he turned his head up in surprise

As always he answered with a smile “Why yes of course I do, I always have time for you my dearest perfect.” relief flooded your features and you started to explain your situation.

“There are a few questions on this potionology homework that aren't clicking, I dont think it will take too long but would you like to come inside it's colder than I thought out there.” How could you resist, it was only the proper thing to do no? He is a prince after all, and it was indeed unusually cold out tonight it couldn't hurt to invite him into your dorm. 

You quickly rush to the door to let him in, guiding him to your room where Grimm was, as expected still sound asleep on your bed belly up snoring. “Please excuse him, you know how he is.” you sigh as he chuckled,

“Please don’t worry, now what did you need help with my dear” Your heart skipped a beat almost dropping the extra chair you were bringing over to your desk. 

Sitting down and clearing your throat you begin your impromptu tutoring session with Malleus “W-we’ll there's this part here-” 

With Malleus’s help, you quickly progressed to the last question but as you read it your eyes grew wide, how could you overlook this? “Using the recipe provided on page 324 of the textbook please recreate the potion you have been studying. Oh god, how did I miss Professor Crewel telling us about that in class?” you bury your face in your hands in defeat. 

Unbeknownst to you a smile grew on Malleuses face “Worry not child of man, shall we go to the potionology classroom? I’m sure even the spirits that roam the halls of the school would not dare to stop you if I came along.” 

“Is that really ok? I mean it's midnight we aren't even supposed to be out of our dorms at this time of the night.” lifting your head you looked at him with worry in your eyes. 

“You may place your trust in me, I shall take the fall if anything were to happen.” You sigh giving into desperation for a second time tonight. 

And that's how you were now stuck in the potionology classroom with a baby dragon frantically calling Grimm for help. Was it the best thing to do at the moment? No. But what else could you do? Calling a professor was out of the question, you could be expelled for something like this. Calling one of the other first years was also out of the question, you didn't want to drag them into this either.  So you went to your last resort, Grimm. 

“Y/N where are you do you know what time it is?” Grimm sleepy shouted into the phone. 

“Grimm I’m sorry for waking you up but I’m in a sticky situation right now, I’ll explain everything later but right now I need you to come down to the potionology classroom it's urgent-” Just then little dragon Malleus decided he was bored and wanted out of your arms, “Hey Tsunotaro stay still-” it was then that the little guy swung his tail up knocking the phone out of your hands and onto the floor, effectively ending the call. 

“Well at least that might get him to come over here quicker,” you sighed as you tried to wrangle Malleus to stay in your arms. “What are we going to do with you little Tsunotaro, I can only assume that what we made and accidentally splashed onto you was an age-reversal potion of some kind.” you held him out hands under his arms like someone would hold a long cat. 

A few minutes later Grimm slams the door open “Y/N, are you ok!” Grimm shouted out of breath from the long run over to the potionology classroom. 

“Yeah sorry to worry you Grimm, Tsunotaro made me drop the phone,” you said as you turned towards Grimm, bringing the little dragon closer to your body. 

With a confused expression, he cocked his head to the side and pointed at the little guy in your arms, “Is that?” 

“Yeah” Filling Grimm in on the situation you sat down on the floor and subconsciously began to play with Malleus’s little feet, petting him as if he were a cat. In your defense, he was cat-shaped and sized and he seemed to begin to relax in your lap as well. 

“So what do we do now?” Grimm asked now coming closer to the little dragon in your lap to get a closer look. 

“Well if you could pass me that textbook and help me look for a solution to this before anyone finds out that would be great.” You looked at him with a tired smile. 

A few minutes had passed and Grimm walked over to you and pulled at your sleeve too afraid of what would happen if the sleeping dragon in your lap woke up. He looked up at you and back down to the textbook in his hand pointing at a particular sentence in the page. You quietly read it aloud “There is no way to reverse the effects of the potion, the amount of time the potion is in effect is determined by the amount of potion the individual comes in contact with.” you sighed in relief,  from what you could tell only a few drops had landed on him. “Judging by the table here he should be back to normal in a few hours,” you finally allowed yourself to release the breath you were holding. Now looking back down at little baby Malleus in your lap you could finally take in how absolutely adorable he was, his tiny wings, those eyes that were slightly disproportionate to the rest of his head, the way he squished his little head into your stomach. Looking back up at Grimm you smiled “Ok let’s clean up the evidence and go back to Ramshackle to get some rest, we might have a little explaining to do tomorrow.”

Somehow you and Grimm had managed to get back to ramshackle without incident and without waking the sleeping dragon in your arms. Upon entering the dorm Grimm spoke up “So where are ya gonna put baby Tsunotaro for tonight? Because I am not giving up my spot in bed.” Grimm stood defiantly in front of your shared bed. 

“Grimm please dont be stubborn, it's just for one night, plus he is the future ruler of the Briar Valley, who knows what hitlist the fae will put us on if he gets mad” You stare at Grimm with a fearful expression (fake of course but Grimm doesn't have to know that). And with that, the three of you were off to bed. Although things might have turned out in Grimm's favor because for the rest of that night every time you weren't holding little Malleus in your arms, he would whine and make a fuss until you would take him back into your arms against your warm body for cuddles. 

As per usual the next morning you awoke to your alarm clock blaring from the bedside table. As you groaned you attempted to move to turn the wretched thing off but instead, you were met with the realization someone was holding you, preventing you from moving. “Allow me a few more minutes of bliss please dear.” a husky low voice borderline growled into your ear as one of his arms reached over you to shut off the alarm clock. 

“Malleus?!” this is not what you were expecting to wake up to this morning. You thought you would wake up with a tiny little dragon in your arms if your calculations were correct, maybe the potion didn't work as well on fae? You thought as you stared up at his handsome face who stared back at you. 

“Yes, my dear prefect? Is something the matter?” he looked at you inquisitively, surely he didn't think this was normal right? To wake up and just be cuddling with someone?

“Ah well um I just thought I would be waking up to a little dragon this morning.” you laughed awkwardly as you tried to relax in his hold. 

“Worry not, a potion as weak as that would not have such an effect on me. Oh or are you perhaps disappointed at the fact you no longer get to see me as an infant? Lilla has told me I was quite cute back then.” he chuckles as your red face burying yourself in the sheets. 

“He isn't wrong, you were very adorable,” you spoke softly from under the sheets.

Malleus then suddenly pulled your body closer to his, ”Am I no longer cute now dear? Oh how you wound me” he spoke as he tucked his face into the crook of your neck. 

If you thought you were red before, now you were probably even redder than Riddle's hair “Well I… I think your quite handsome now…” you whispered as your hand moved to stroke his hair. “Not that you weren't handsome before this or anything! I just-” 

“Will you two get a room or something?! Can't a cat get some extra sleep before class without lovey-dovey fools realizing feelings so loud?!” Grimm shouted as he got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom “Geez, not even one day of peace in this damn dorm.” he grumbled under his breath before slamming the door shut. 

And with that, the two of you burst into a fit of laughter enjoying one another warmth under the covers for a little while longer before getting ready for school yourselves. 

“Hey isn't your dorm going to go into a panic looking for you this morning?” You asked Malleus from the bathroom as you got dressed. 

He responded with a chuckle “Worry not, Lillia came to find me earlier this morning. The only one I would worry about is Sebek.” he spoke with a smirk on his face. 

Back in Diasomnia

“WAKA SAMAAAAAAAA HAS ANYONE SEEN WAKA SAMA,” a certain green hair crocodile was currently screaming his head off as if someone had died. 

The usually sleepy silver-haired boy crossed his arms and shook his head at the sight, “It’s going to be a long morning.” 

All the while the pink-haired ​​vice house warden was laughing his head off at the sight of the chaos occurring. 

[marxtheimpish]

Alright: Arkhamverse Scarecrow! Whaddya think 'bout him?

(Both Asylum and Knight, since he doesn't show up in City and Origins and Shadow is before he became Scarecrow, so no actual costume yet)

oh em gee its time .... its time for my hashtag Scarecrow Hot Take. i worry this one shall be divisive so i apologize in advance knight truthers </3

if i am perfectly super honest. i MUCH prefer jonathan in asylum than knight. ive already said before that i like when Scarecrow designs have Scarecrow elements, and while asylum jon admittedly doesnt have many, he at least has more than knight. he also has Actual Color! im aware that the arkhamverse style has always been kind of dark and gritty (as soon as u appear in arkhamverse u become allergic to baths) , but the later designs especially became way more mellow color wise and i dont find designs of just grays and blacks very interestign, ESPECIALLY when in the context of these beign comic book characters . the fear toxin provides nice pops of colors but idk, i would prefer a nice brown the way asylum has - even though his clothes are just brown, they still have color ! i also love how asylum lets us see how thin and gangly he is, i LOVE his proportions, while knight just kind of looks like a regular guy body type wise. not to mention i like asylums voice WAY better , i will take more high pitched scarecrow over lower gravelly scarecrow any day, i think its more unique and also suits him better because under the costume hes just a nerd u know overall, i know a lot of people love knights design, but i am asylum all the way. the one thign i will say i prefer would probably be knights face - i dont like asylums mask all too much - but everythign else i like way more and i think its kind of a shame that they shifted jon over to beign more "traditionally" scary for the game he had a bigger focus in. i dont hate knights design at all ! (there are some scarecrows i REALLY dislike and he is most certainly not one of them) but in a competition between the two , for me it is not close </3

[transformation4life]

Hey bro, 21 year old guy. Pretty fit, not much muscle, nowhere near as much as I want. Kinda bored so why dont you spice things up by changing me anyway you like?

Anyway I like huh... well that certainly provides a lot of opportunities. I do have one idea in mind at the moment so let's go for that shall we?

You plop down onto your couch with a sigh. Another day another attempt at trying to bulk your body. Progress was slow but steady and you were content with it for the most part.... Still a part of you wanted to get bigger and that side wanted it NOW. As if the TV across from you heard your call it turned on right as a interesting commercial was starting immediately catching your attention.

Want to get jacked?

Want to get jacked quick?

Want to look like the korean beast you see flexing before you?

The man in the commercial flexed.

Then I've got the thing for you!

Beast Shades!

Look like a BEAST and BADASS to impress all your deniers!

Call now at 1-BEA-STSHADE to buy one today!

Disclaimer:Sideeffectsmightincludesleepinessdrowsinessturningintoakoreanmanandentirelifechangewearenotresponsibleforanythisinanycapacity

Beast Shades!

The commercial ended as your TV turned off once more.

"What was THAT?" You said out loud. That was probably the weirdest commercial you've ever witnessed in your life.

Even so, the words said by the commercial intrigued you. Jacked and Quick? That doesn't seem physically possible but how could the nice big korean man lie like that! That's what you reasoned anyway. With that in mind you decide to call the number. You click on the phone app on your phone and begin to type in the phone number. Despite the fact the number was 11 numbers you clicked the call button and it began to rang.

Ring.... Ring.... Ring...

"Hey Representative Soon speaking!" It was the same voice from the commercial.

"H-Hey... I watched your commercial. Think I can get those shades?" You politely tell this Representative Soon.

"Oh! Someone actually saw the commercial! Phew I was worried no one would! Sure I can! Just give me your address and I'll send 'em right away!" The man was beaming with charisma as he spoke

"Just my address? Don't I need to like buy it?"

"Nah man, consider it on the house!"

"Really? Thanks dude. Anyway my address is..."

You told the man your address and he thanked you for the information. After some pleasantries you told Representative Soon goodbye and sighed. You wondered how long they would take to arrive-

*DING DONG*

It was your doorbell. You wondered who it could be considering it was long after the usual dropoff time for deliveries. So you open the door to find no one there but a package with a logo. "Beast Shades" was plastered all over the box. Definitely the shades. How it got here was something you'd have to ask later but wow! You pick up the package and rush to open it on the nearest counter space you could find. You rip the box apart and there it was... The Beast Shades.

They seemed pretty inconspicuous when the commercial seemed to say they would make you jacked quick.

"Well only one way to find out..." You grab the shades and put them to your face. You just stood there expecting something to happen, but it felt like nothing would.

"That's really disappointing. And I had hopes too- AUGH MY HEAD!" A jolting pain hit your brain as you collapsed to the floor.

The shades continued to stick onto your body and even started to glow a radiant light. Your body was beginning to change.

First thing to change was your somewhat defined pecs as they got more plump and juicy and definitely bouncy. You'd bounce them if you weren't in pain or realized they even grew. Next up was stomach as your faint six-pack become MUCH more apparent like you did 100 ab workouts at once. Sweat was even starting to ooze out of them as evidenced by your wet shirt. The changes continued though as your arms and shoulders certainly got mass added to them. Biceps for days and veiny too! Shoulders large and towering. Your hands weren't too far behind in matching the size of your arms giving you sausage size fingers. Your back expanded, widening your entire figure for the better. The massive size that you were slowly becoming led your shirt to start get really tight. Very noticeable strains around the chest to emphasize their new size. It's a miracle your shirt wasn't dead.

Of course with a beefy upper half comes a beefy lower half. Your legs had some definition to them but there was definitely room for more and that room was taken up quick. Large beefy thighs and large feet that the manliest of shades could offer. You definitely looked like you worked out a TON and enjoyed it too with all that sweat all over your body from shoulder to feet. The changes were not done though nope not at all. Your neck got thicker as your adam's apple became much more pronounced to denote how much of a man you were. This would be a fitting place to end the changes but nah the shades had other plans. All at once your white skin started to get a lot more tan until it perfectly replicated typical Asian skin tones. The most important change was becoming evident as your face was beginning to morph and reshape itself into something befitting a korean man. Behind the shades your eyes become more narrow and lips slightly more pronounced. Any semblance of your original ethnicity erased as your hair was filled with gel and styled to a typical korean celebrity hairstyle. Your height increased by a couple inches as a finishing touch to the new you.

And with that... the transformation to your body was complete.

The shades stopped glowing and the aching pain in your head went away. You got up from the ground wondering what the hell just happened. Then you look down and see... pecs? You couldn't even see your feet anymore as your pecs were now hella plump. You stared in silence.

"안 돼요…" (No way...) You mutter in perfect korean. Unbeknownst to you you were never speaking English as your first language ever again.

The commercial wasn't lying. You were jacked! And fast no less. Sure you had to endure a pretty bad headache but this was so worth it! You started to flex and explore your new body in your house. As you continued you didn't even realize your house wasn't even your house anymore. It was a public restroom? You eventually stop flexing as much you didn't want to as you assessed the situation and find yourself staring at public mirror. You still had the shades on so you took them off to find a set of korean eyes staring right at you. Your eyes. This also allowed you to give a proper look at your new body and you look great! But... your clothes were a bit of a mess. Sweat all over and you swear your shorts were beginning to tear apart. Luckily for you, you witnessed in real-time your shirt beginning to get cleaned up of the sweat and it's color becoming a light brown peach color and a logo appearing right your right nipple would be. Your workout shorts quickly became khaki colored pants that weren't too tight to your body.

"와… 잠깐… 더 큰 디-" (Woah… Wait… Do i have bigger di-) You immediately open your pants and what do you know your package of yours is definitely bigger than you remember. You do a mental jump for joy.

Now that you're cleaned up you exit the bathroom you teleported to and it's revealed that was inside of a public restaurant. It was very noisy as conversations all in korean were being heard in your head. Despite not knowing any korean you understood it all. Some housewife drama, a love affair?, and romantic statements all in korean and yet you understood it all. You didn't seem too disturbed by this like you knew korean your whole life. Huh... whole life. Before you could hear any more a waitress comes up to you and starts talking to you.

"아, 순씨! 여기 있습니다! 당신의 테이블이 당신을 기다리고 있습니다!" (Ah, Mr. Soon! There you are! Your table is waiting for you!) You gave the waitress a weird look. Your last name wasn't Soon, but you might as well roll with it.

The waitress leads you to your table and you sit down. The waitress says she'll be right back and you're left to your devices. Speaking of devices... there's one on the table. It can't possibly be yours. You left your phone to charge last you remember. You open it to find a picture of the person you transformed into as the lock screen wallpaper.

It was a definitely showoffish picture for sure... and you loved it! You couldn't want to try all sorts of clothes in this new body of yours. That aside you wondered what this phone was doing here until the phone unlocked thanks to Face ID. You couldn't believe this was... your phone? You scrambled to open the camera app and yup you were still this massively large korean guy... with a baby face? Oh wait it's a filter. Still... something overcame you and before you even noticed it your massive meat mounts were bouncing. You were surprised you already knew how to bounce your pecs but you loved to watch them dance. You even played along with the babyface filter opening and closing your mouth making baby noises.

While you were demonstrating the ability to pec bounce you didn't even notice the assortment and bracelets and a watch wrap itself around your thick arms. You knew you had to stop bouncing but it was... so... addicting! The fun had to end though once the waitress returned. She was asking what you wanted to drink. You replied back with what felt right. It was something you've never tried before. You don't know why you chose it but it just felt perfect for you. The Waitress returned with the drink and you took one sip. It was heavenly! You politely drank the whole thing as fast as you could. With each sip you felt your body feel less and less foreign and more... yours. Especially thanks to glimpses of memories were filling your brain. Memories of you working out but instead of your old body it was this new body. Weird..

You eventually left the restaurant after a hearty meal. Thank god for cheat days you think to yourself. But now you were at a standstill on where to go. Your eyes showed you the massive landscape of a korean city. You were barely a korean man just a while ago how you were supposed to find anything-

The shades. You grab them from your pockets and put them on. Your confidence, charisma, cockiness rose exceptionally. You began to roam the streets saying hello to pretty much every person you came across. Some of the people's jaws dropped at your presence and lots of them were publicly swooning over you.

"이것이 삶이다!" (This is the life!) You say just quiet enough so no one will hear.

Even with this newfound attitude you were still pretty aimless on where to go until another memory hits you.

"내가 어떻게 잊었지?! 마이뉴텍이 만나서 인사드립니다!" (How did I forget?! My Newtech meet and greet!) You never heard of Newtech in your life and yet you had a meet and greet there? Weird...

You run as fast as you can letting your instincts tell you where the building is. Your pecs jiggling as you ran over to the building.

"순씨, 여기 있습니다. 우리는 당신이 성공할 수 없다고 거의 생각했습니다." (Mr. Soon, There you are. We almost thought you couldn't make it.) It was a Newtech Employee. They didn't look very pleased.

"죄송합니다 죄송합니다 팬분들과 이야기하다 들켜서 깜빡할 뻔 했습니다…" (Sorry Sorry, I got caught up talking to my fans I almost forgot…) You apologize profusely with multiple bows.

"괜찮아요. 제자리에 있으면 시작할 수 있습니다." (It's okay. Just get in place and we can start.) The employee didn't specify where "place" was but somehow you knew.

As you arrived you saw hundreds if not thousands of people screaming and shouting. They're all here to see... me? You thought. A different Newtech employee appeared with a microphone.

"자 여러분 어서오세요… 황철순!!!" (Alright everyone, welcome… Hwang Chul Soon!) The cheer roared.

That name... it sounded really familiar to you for some reason. Like it was yours... Anywho though the meet n greet started with a Q&A session and you started getting nervous. But with every question you were able to answer with confidence. In fact these answers felt natural like you didn't just make them up. As you answered more and more questions something in your brain changed. You felt like you WERE Hwang Chul Soon and not someone that became him. You tried to deny it at first but as the Q&A continued any semblance of your past life was gone with the wind and all that was left was the hulking beast of a man that you always were.

"그리고 이제 그 남자의 특별한 클로즈업을 위해!" (And now for a special close up of the man himself!) That was your cue!

You smiled and slowly walked up to the audience, bouncing your pecs with overflowing confidence and the shades front and center.

After the meet and greet it wasn't before long that you remembered where you lived and every day after that was natural. As natural as they can be when you're a bodybuilding celebrity with a bit of a wacky side! You couldn't help but use that baby filter again for a funny gif for your fans. You really got into the role of a innocent baby even putting your finger in your mouth as your pecs continued to bounce with your necklace.

As you said before...

(이것이 삶이다!) (This is the life!)

[mewtillidae]

may we sumbit things for daily kremy ?

id prefer if it were just suggestions for now but ty for asking :) just cause ive got a lot of ideas still and i dont wanna have people submit their lovingly made kremys that just dont end up getting posted for so long. this is my burden to carry i shall provide many kremys dont you worry. but maybe one day I'll open submissions!! thatd be cool

[sabertoothdeer]

my mom talked to me today. her chemo pills have been hitting her hard and my dad is so consumed with himself that he doesn't know how to comfort her like a husband would. my mom talked for a long time, and told me that when shes gone not to take on the role of mother because i need a mother too, im hurting too. it touches me that she took the time to tell me that, but what else can i possibly be? i am one of my little siblings only good friends, i am the only one that truely listens to my mother, i am a listener and emotional care provider, i am a reminder and helper, i am the one that takes the shit and takes the blow to soften it for others. if i do not step up and take on the role of mother, will any one else? there are other motherly figures in the lives of my siblings and I, and i love them dearly, but they have their own familys to care for and worry about. without my mother my little siblings dont have someone they can trust to talk to, genuinely. i know my dad tries, i know he does, i know he is a loving and honorable and knowledgable man; i admire him graetly. he is my dad, and my love for him runs deep. however he has caused more pain in my life than anything else ever has. his apologies are shallow when he does not act on them an actively try to improve. he is a person and makes mistakes, i do not blame him for it. but after years and years and years of the same damn story, listening to the same damn rants, letting him use me as an emotional punching bag, as a trash can for his unprocessed feelings when he can't bottle them up anymore, it gets old. i am tired. i am so tired. i dont want to give up on him, but my faith in him is dull. my childlike view of my dad has faded over time. was he ever really a hero in my world like i saw him when i was a kid? or was he just a messed up man trying to get by, and a confused father treating his young children like fully grown adults, expeting us to make life long choices and understand more than we were ready for. where am i supposed to put my pain when it overflows from my aching body? i shall dump it in the sea, if i ever reach it again. hopefully the coolness of the salty water will wash away the blood from wounds that never healed. please, someone save me, for the love of God, save me.

[raeharmonia]

I Fell in love with an Angel

Author's note: IM BACK WITH ANOTHER LYMARANTHE FIC YIPPEEEEE

This fic is inspired by Must be Love and While You Were Sleeping by Laufey JSJSJSJ

Word count: 4.6k (lord help me) NOT PROOFREAD

Tags: fluff, hurt/comfort, might be ooc Lyney (i tried qwq), mentions of death, Lyney's pov

"Would you like to hang out with us today?"

Says Lyney with a wide grin, his eyes are filled with a hopeful twinkle. Amaranthe sighs, unable to find the strength to say no to his annoyingly cute face.

"Fine.. It just so happens that i have free time today."

She says as she closed her navy sketchbook and puts it back to its rightful place on her leather belt. Lynette took a sip of her tea and settled it down on the white marble table, a faint smile etched on the cat hybrid's face.

"Im so glad that you agreed, Amaranthe."

Amaranthe gave her a friendly nod before turning her head to ask Lyney a question.

"What are we going to do to spend this afternoon, Mr. Lyney?"

"Huh, i havent really thought about that. I didn't expected you to actually say yes to my offer." Lyney scratches the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.

"How about this, you can decide what we shall do today. Does that sound good to you?"

"That doesn't sound bad.. How about we take a walk at one of my family's gardens? I can show you around and i know a few activities we can do besides admiring the scenery."

Ah, the family gardens, one of the Deschamps family's pride and joy.

"Yes yes of course! That sounds amazing, dont you think so too, Lynette?" Lyney beamed.

"I think its sounds great." She replied with a smile once again.

The three then proceeded to finish their tea and confectioneries before departing to one of the Deschamps' many gardens.

Amaranthe led the way in front of the twins, a wide smile spreads across Lyney's face as he observed her walking figure. His cheeks grew a bit warm as he's laying eyes on her. Strange.

As their stroll continued, he noticed how the shining sun granted the lady with a soft golden glow which made her look like an angel descending from the heavens.

Oh who is he kidding? In his eyes, Amaranthe's already an angel. A beautiful, elegant, and kindhearted angel.

"Lyney, are you perhaps in love with her?" Lynette asked, her voice snapped out of his trance.

"In love? What made you come to that conclusion, dear sister?" Lyney asked with a smile.

"Its just that, you always look at Amaranthe like.. That."

"Like what?"

"We're here." Amaranthe called before Lynette could provide her answer.

The twins glanced upwards at the garden's gate. It's made of off silver iron with intricately decorated pearly white details with the Deschamps family crest carved on top. Tendrils of vines surrounded the gate with crimson red roses accompanying them.

Amaranthe opened the gate and gestured the two magicians to enter the garden. Upon stepping in the plot of land, they see myriads of colorful flowers and plants, trees that stand mighty and tall, and a breathtaking view.

The two are awestruck, they never saw such a view so mesmerizing as this!

"Its beautiful isnt it?" Amaranthe slightly smiled before leading the way once more.

During their walk, they see a plethora of flowers such as rainbow roses, lumidouce bells, even ones that are native to other nations like glaze lilies and padisarahs. Amaranthe plucked a few of these flowers and placed them on her hand carried basket while Lyney and Lynette does the same.

"Hey Amaranthe, what are we going to do with the flowers that we picked?" Lyney asked out of curiosity.

"Oh? We're going to make some flower crowns, dont worry i'll teach you both how."

Making flower crowns? Taught by the radiant lady herself? Now Lyney's excited. Now he must pick the perfect blossoms for his lady's crown, a crown fit for a princess. He gave her a wide smile before continuing their stroll.

They then stopped by an apple tree and sat down beneath its shade. Amaranthe then teaches the twin magicians the basics of making flower crowns, she first taught how to braid the flower stems together and then finishing the lesson with how to secure the finished crown.

Unfortunately for Lyney, he was too distracted by the painter's extravagant beauty that he couldn't find himself to pay attention. Lynette rolled her eyes as she noticed her brother's smitten behavior.

"—ney! Earth to Mr. Lyney!" Amaranthe belted, snapping her fingers to catch the magician's attention.

"Wh- huh? S- sorry do you need something, Amaranthe?" He asked with a flustered smile, his cheeks growing into a shade of pink.

"Your flower crown.. It looks like it got trampled by a boar. Here, let me help."

Amaranthe takes Lyney's poorly weaved crown, their hands slightly brushed against eachother, sending butterflies to his stomach.

"Here's how you do it, you take two flowers and twist one of their stems around the other like so.." The lady's eyebrows slightly furrowed, her dainty fingers delicately weaving the two stems together.

Amaranthe looks even more beautiful when she's focused, Lyney thought.

"Mr. Lyney, are you paying attention?"

"Huh? Y- yes, my lady." He cleared his throat, his cheeks grew even more pinker.

Amaranthe handed back Lyney's crown and gestured him to perform the steps that she instructed. He carefully weaved the flowers together, a smile of satisfaction appeared on Amaranthe's lips.

"Good, good. Now simply repeat the two steps until the moment when you think the crown is big enough for someone to wear."

Lyney smiled brightly, motivated than ever to finish his flower crown perfectly.

Some moments then passed, the three then finished creating their flower crowns.

Lynette's flower crown consisted of lumidouce bells, Kalpalata Lotuses, and Cecilias. Glaze lilies, Windwheel asters, and Sakura blooms donned Amaranthe's, while Lyney's included Rainbow roses, blue poppies, and sunflowers.

The youngest twin rested her flower crown on the top of her head, a small, proud smile crept up on her lips. Amaranthe looked at hers with a melancholic look, gripping on it tightly.

"My lady?"

"Hm?"

"The flower crown that i made, i made it for you." Lyney chimed.

Amaranthe's cheeks grew warm as he crept closer to place the crown on top of her golden hair gently.

"Thank you, Mr. Lyney.. Its a very beautiful crown."

"Hehe, no problem."

Comfortable silence filled the atmosphere as Lyney looked at Amaranthe with an adoring look. Oh Archons, Amaranthe's so beautiful..

The painter stood up from the grass and looked at the blonde, he looked at her confused.

"Hey, would you like to play a game?" Amaranthe asked with a playful tone.

He tilted his head, curious. "What kind of game, my lady?"

"Hmm its.. Tag you're it!" And there goes Amaranthe, sprinting towards the fields while Lynette followed, the two girls laughing as they go.

"Heyy! That's not fair!" Lyney protested before chasing after them.

Lynette and Amaranthe runs through the flower fields, joyous laughter escaping their lips as their hearts are filled with glee. The boy scurried swiftly after them, a pout formed on his lips, how are they so fast?!

He successfully managed to tap his twin's shoulder, making her the new "it". She turned and attempted to tag Amaranthe, the painter successfully avoided Lynette's attempt before turning around and grabbing Lyney's hand.

"Follow me! I have a good hiding spot!" She said with a smile.

Amaranthe's smile made the boy's heart flutter, her fingers intertwining his made his stomach feel like its on the verge of combustion. He happily nodded at her and together they dashed towards the sunflower fields with Lynette at their tail.

They hide within the tall sunflowers, laughing softly. Amaranthe turned to face him, a smile still present on her features. Lyney smiled back, pink hues spreads across his cheeks.

"Thank you for agreeing to hang out with us today, my lady." He beamed.

"No problem. You know, i havent felt this happy spending time with someone else besides father and Charlotte. It feels.. Nice." Amaranthe remarked, sincerity laced her words.

They look at eachother quietly with smiles decorating their faces, basking in the warmth of the sun and each other's presence. Their fingers brushed against eachother, sending jolts of electricity to Lyney's heart.

"Found you."

Lyney lets out a loud screech, jumping like a cat. Meanwhile, Amaranthe is slightly unfazed.

"Lynetteee!! You startled us!"

"Ms. Lynette, how long have you been here?"

"Long enough to see everything."

Shades of dark crimson quickly surrounded Lyney and Amaranthe's faces, the painter brought her hair to her face, attempting to hide her embarrassment.

"Ehaha i guess this is where our game ends.." Amaranthe nervously laughed before standing up and dusting off her skirt.

"C'mon, we have one final destination to go to. Th- this way." Lynette helped her brother up, curiosity present on their faces. The twins followed the lady through the flower fields.

After a 10 minute walk, they arrived at a Bulle fruit tree. The area's surrounded by Windwheel asters, fully bloomed Glaze lilies, and Lumidouce bells. Sakura petals scattered across the soft grass, leading to a gravestone lying under the fruit tree, words etched onto its surface.

Amaranthe approached the gravestone and placed the flower crown near it. She then knelt down and gazed at it with yearning and sorrow, the twins joining her to pay respects.

"Here lies Marianne Deschamps. The sun shined brighter when she was here." She read the text on the gravestone. "Yeah, it did..."

Lyney and Lynette touched Amaranthe shoulders and leaned their heads onto hers in hopes of comforting her saddened soul.

"You have no idea how much i miss her.. I would do anything to see her again. Heck, even just to hear her voice..."

The blonde man noticed the beads of tears trickling down the painter's freckled skin and scrunched up face, the sight clenched his and Lynette's heart.

Before they could react, Amaranthe approached the gravestone and wrapped her arms around it, letting out weeps of sorrow.

As much as the twins wanted to comfort her with a warm hug, they understand that Amaranthe needs the space.

When she's done, the lady wiped off her tears and caressed the gravestone with the same sorrowful look.

"Im sorry that you had to see me like this.." Amaranthe apologized with a raspy voice.

"Dont be. Its not good to suppress those kinds of things." The cat hybrid replied, the twins gave her a reassuring smile.

Amaranthe faintly smiled back, giving a sign that she's feeling a bit better.

"Would you like to have dinner with us at the estate? Im sure father wouldn't mind." The young lady offered.

"Really? That would be great, my lady! Dont you think so too, Lynette?"

Lynette simply nodded with a faint smile, agreeing with her brother.

"I guess that settles it, lets go."

The three stood up from the lime grass and started walking away from the Bulle fruit tree and towards the garden exit.

When they're nearing the exit, the painter saw two cats bumping their heads against eachother. She looked at the two felines, her expression softening at the sight.

"My lady, are you coming?" Lyney asked from afar.

"Coming!" Amaranthe responded, she took one last look at the two cats before jogging towards the twins.

"Oh Amaranthe you're here.." A man said, presumably Amaranthe's father.

"Yes i am. We just got back from taking a walk around the garden and i figured to might as well eat dinner while we're at the area." Amaranthe replied.

The man approached them with a warm smile on his face. "Im assuming these are the magicians that you work for?"

"Oh y- yes they are. Mr. Lyney and Ms. Lynette, this is my father, Antoine. Father, these two are Mr. Lyney and Ms. Lynette."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Monsieur Deschamps." Lyney said politely as he and his sister bowed down to show respect. Its the head of Deschamps family and Amaranthe's father that they're meeting after all.

"Oh no need for the formalities. Just call me Antoine." He said with a kind tone.

Antoine has a trapezoid build, long golden hair with leaf green tips that parted to both sides, and downturned, hazel eyes. He has a tan complexion with specks of freckles decorating his face, neck, and hands, and incredibly long eyelashes. He's also wearing a silk poet blouse and black tights.

"Come now to the dining room, dinner is almost ready." Antoine kindly said as he lead the way to the dining room.

The room is not too big but not small either. The walls are painted white with blue and gold details, the dinner table is big enough for twelve people to eat at, and the centerpiece of the table is a bouquet of Rainbow roses that rests inside a porcelain vase.

They all sat down on their respective seats, waiting for dinner to arrive. The atmosphere of the dining area is very sophisticated but very homey and comfortable.

At the door, multiple servants entered the room bringing kitchen carts filled with plates of food. They serve plates of Trout Amandine to the twins, Vessie Chicken to their master, and Mushroom Soup to their master's daughter.

Its not long before they all start eating their dishes. Once Lyney and Lynette takes a bite of their buttery fish, their eyes swirled with stars and sparkles as they hummed out of delight.

"This tastes amazing! The trout is cooked with absolute perfection!" The male blonde chimed with glee, his sister nodded in agreement.

"Well that's Pierre to you. Our head chef cooks the finest dishes in all of Fontaine." Antoine proudly stated.

He then looked at his daughter who is sipping on her soup quietly, wearing her signature monotone expression.

"Tournesol, what a beautiful flower crown you're wearing today. I take it that you made it? It has your favorite flowers on it after all." The man inquired.

"My flower crown?" Amaranthe is slightly stunned to realize that she's still wearing it.

"No i didn't made it. Mr. Lyney is actually the one who did made it."

"Oh? I see." He replied, slightly smirking at his daughter.

"Favorite flowers? Wait a minute, i thought you dont give a fig about rainbow roses, my lady?" Lyney asked with a playful grin.

"Oh she didn't. Amaranthe only started becoming fond of the blossom recently when she told me the story when you first gave her one-"

"Father!" Amaranthe interrupted, hues of pink surrounded her freckled cheeks.

"You talk about me to your father, my lady?" Lyney chuckled amusingly.

"Oh yes she does! Plenty actually. Tournesol always talks about the time that she spends with you with a big smile on her face-"

"Father please stop! They really didn't need to know about that.."

The two immediately stopped their teasing, playful expressions still present on their faces.

The painter exasperatedly sighed before wiping her mouth and standing up from her seat.

"I'll be taking my leave. Excuse me everyone." Amaranthe then immediately walked towards the dining room's exit. Lynette also finished her dish and proceeds to follow her, leaving Antoine and Lyney alone at the table.

Once the cypress wood door closed shut, the boy picked up his fork and started playing with his food. His chin rests on his gloved palm while a wide smile spreads across his face.

"My lady talks about me.." He softly giggled, kicking his feet back and forth.

Antoine noticed Lyney's giddy behavior. "You seem awfully happy." He softly smiled at the magician.

"Why of course i do! I never thought that my lady actually talks about me quite often."

"Amaranthe loves talking about you and your sister. She often talks about how spectacular your performances are and how much they give her solace. You have no idea how much the both of you mean to her.."

"Oh really? Im glad that she finds our shows enjoyable." Lyney mused, his cheeks grew pink.

"Say, what do you think of my daughter?" Antoine requested.

"What i think of your daughter. Well first of all, she's smart, capable, kind, and a woman of many talents! Not to mention beautiful.."

Antoine listened intently, happy about the things that Lyney is saying about his daughter.

"Amaranthe has a very special talent at evoking people with the emotion that her paintings portray! She's also strong and agile and her eyes- dont get me started with her eyes! They're like rare gemstones glistening under the night sky.. And her smile.. Her smile is as bright as the sun..."

Lyney dreamily sighs, his cheeks are completely covered with shades of pink, his cheek muscles ache as he continues to maintain his wide smile.

Antoine silently chuckled at Lyney's tone and behavior. He seems like he's incredibly fond of Amaranthe.

"Lyney, are you perhaps.. Smitten by my daughter? As in, in love with her?"

The boy was taken aback by his question. He felt the warmth of his cheeks spread to his neck.

"Wh- what? Haha what made you come to that conclusion, Antoine?" He nervously laughed, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh, its just that.." He paused. The expression on Antoine's eyes slightly changed, softly gazing at the sunflower bracelet on his wrist. Lyney didn't noticed the piece of jewelry before.

Antoine heaves out a sigh before looking at the window, noticing that it has gotten dark outside. The man opens his mouth to speak once again.

"On Amaranthe's stories, she always tells me how much you love complimenting her, infinite showering her with compliments. She also told me how often she catches you staring at her with a 'stupidly wide smile'."

Antoine softly chuckled, he thinks Lyney's methods of affection towards his daughter is quite endearing.

"Not only that, she also told me about how often you give her a Rainbow rose and a kiss on her hand upon greeting, and your efforts to lift up her mood." He continued speaking while wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

Lyney's cheeks grew warmer. "Well, i do those things for Amaranthe because she's my friend. A friend that i deeply care about."

"Are you sure friend is the exact word, Lyney? Tell me, what are the emotions or sensations that you feel whenever you're around Amaranthe? Even just by seeing her from afar? Be honest with me here."

Antoine warmly smiled, patiently waiting for his reply."

"Well.. I feel my heart suddenly racing whenever i lay my eyes on her like its going to leap out of my chest. And whenever she looks back at me, her gaze makes my cheeks feel warm!" Lyney extolled.

"Whenever i see Amaranthe approaching me, i suddenly feel giddy and excited. She invades my every thought that i find it hard to sleep at night.." His voice slowly trailed off, Antoine smiled at the boy once more.

Lyney stared at his plate with his lips slightly opened. The feelings that he listed.. Could he be actually...

"Lady Amaranthe! S- she ran off!"

Lyney's trail of thought was interrupted by a servant's voice and the sound of the suddenly opened door.

Antoine quickly leaves his chair and approached the servant, worry can be found in his tone.

"What happened? What did she do?"

"She was giving her friend a tour around the estate u- until suddenly it started raining.. Lady Amaranthe told me to guard her friend and keep her from exiting the building before running off with her weapon!"

Lyney's face is painted with anxiety. Why would Amaranthe run off so suddenly? And why would she tell the servant to prevent Lynette from leaving?

Without thinking, he stormed out of the room, with the goal to find Amaranthe. He can hear the servant calling out for him but he doesn't care, he just wants to look for the lady and make sure she's okay.

It was cold and dark, droplets of water poured down from the dark and murky clouds. Lyney's eyes darted to at every single direction at the are of the estate, in hope of finding Amaranthe.

He calls out her name as loud and clear as possible, panic rising in his voice.

All of a sudden, he hears a familiar voice from afar, the water splashing as a response to his frantic treads towards the voice's direction.

"Amaranthe!" Lyney cried out.

The girl swifty turned around with her golden sword on hand, pointing it at Lyney's face.

Her anxious countenance slowly faded into a slight mild expression as she instantly recognizes those lilac irises.

"Mr. Lyney! It's you.."

"Yeah, it's me..."

Amaranthe lowered her blade, looking at Lyney with worry.

"What are you doing here?! Y- you should be back at the estate!-"

"Im supposed to be the one who's asking you that! What are you doing here in the middle of a downpour?!"

Her eyes darted left and right, her grip on the hilt of her sword tightening.

"Danger.." She replied, her voice shaky.

"Danger?! Did something happened? Is someone coming for us-?!"

"Yes! No. Probably... I dont know! Look im telling you, you have to go back to the estate now." Her tone's cold and firm.

He's confused, why does she think there's danger in a normal rainy night? Whatever it is, Lyney's not going back to the estate without her.

"Amaranthe everything is fine. No one's going to attack the estate i assure you-"

"Go back to the estate now."

"My lady—"

"It's not safe out here."

"Why are you acting like this?!"

"Because i don't want to lose you okay?!"

Amaranthe's response staggered him. The blonde boy watches her lower her head, soft sniffles can be barely heard thanks to the loud rain, drumming against the surface.

"I just.. Dont want to lose you and Ms. Lynette. Just like how i lost my mother..."

Lyney's eyes widened. "Your mother..?"

"It was raining.. During the night when she died... It was raining during the night when father and Charlotte nearly died! Bad things happen to the people i hold dear at a rainy night- I just dont want that to happen to the both of you too...!"

His felt his heart drop. The sight of Amaranthe holding back her sobs hurts him.

"Amaranthe, look at me."

Lyney gently cupped Amaranthe's face, brushing off her damp hair to properly see her golden sapphire eyes. Her body flinches at his tender touch but does not oppose it.

"I know that you're scared and i understand why you're acting like this. But there's nothing to be afraid about. No one is going to attack the estate i assure you that." He says while softly brushing her skin with his thumb.

"Even if there are people who's going to try to do such a thing, the gardemeks are going to take care of them. Look the point is, you're not going to lose anyone. Not your father, Charlotte, Lynette, not me, not anyone. Everything's going to be okay.."

Lyney pulled Amaranthe into a firm, warm hug. She was taken aback by his spontaneous action. She dropped her sword and hugged him back, burying her face on the crook of his neck as she choke back her sobs.

His hand rummages through her drenched golden hair, giving it gentle strokes. Whispering reassuring words to her.

The boy pulled away to look at her once more, giving her a comforting smile. "C'mon, lets go back to the estate. If we stayed here a bit longer we might catch a cold."

Amaranthe slightly nodded at him, slipping his hand and interlocking their fingers together. They then walked back to the estate hand in hand.

When they entered the building, Antoine approached his daughter, placing his hands on her shoulders. A few servants arrived with silk two towels, wrapping one around Lyney and one around Amaranthe.

"Are you okay, tournesol?" Her father asked with worry.

"Yes father, im fine.." Her hands finding its way to the towel that's wrapped around her body.

"That's good to hear. Now then, follow the servants, they prepared a warm bath for you." She nodded and did what Antoine told her to do.

Lynette made way towards her brother and hugged him.

"Lyney! Im glad that you're okay.."

The eldest twin softly patted his sister's back.

Antoine tapped Lyney's shoulder to catch his attention. He turned around to face him.

"Thank you for bringing back my daughter."

"No problem, Antoine." He slightly bowed at him.

"Here's some spare clothes, go wash yourself up and get changed so you wont catch a cold." Antoine gave two pairs of silk pajamas, one for each twin.

"You two should stay for the night, it doesn't look like the downpour's going to end soon. I'll be taking my leave then."

"Thank you very much, Antoine." The twins thanked in unison, the three bowed at eachother and went to attend their own businesses.

As Lyney's drying his blonde hair, a servant approached them saying that Amaranthe requests for his presence.

They led the way to the lady's room and left the two alone.

"My lady. Why do you want see me? Miss me already?" He teased.

"Definitely not. Here, sit down." Amaranthe patted a spot on her bed beside her.

Lyney sat down and locked gazes, her eyes glistening under the chandelier lights.

"I asked you to come here because.. I cant sleep." She reluctantly stated, her face dusted with pink.

"Oh? So me being here would somehow help you sleep?" His Cheshire cat smile spreads across his lips.

Amaranthe averted her gaze, using her hand to cover her face. "S- something like that.. Yes.."

Lyney sighed, placing his hand on top of hers, caressing it gently.

He chuckled softly. "Ok. What would you like me to do, my lady?"

The blue eyed girl nervously scratches the back of her neck, trying to maintain her composure.

"I want you to.. Hold my hand during the rest of the night. Please."

He must admit, Amaranthe's request surprised him a little.

"Of course, my lady. Anything to help you feel more comfortable."

"Really? You would do that?"

"Of course! It's you after all."

Her cheeks slightly turned more pink before giving him a small smile.

"Thanks Lyney." Amaranthe said in a soft tone, bumping her forehead against his.

Her sudden gesture astonished him, he didn't expected her to show affection. Amaranthe quickly realized this and pulled away, covering her crimson red face with both of her hands.

"Im sorry! I- i didn't mean to do that.."

The boy laughed. "No need to apologize, Amaranthe. Say, where did you get that gesture of affection?"

"I got it from two cats.. That i saw at the garden. Im sorry for doing that, it was stupid of me."

"Once again, there's no need to apologize. I quite liked it, we should do it more often." Lyney replied, removing Amaranthe's hands from covering her beautiful face before casually bumping his forehead against hers.

They stayed like that for a while. Specifically for 5 minutes. 5 minutes of basking in each other's comforting presence.

"Are you ready to sleep, my lady?"

"Mhm."

Lyney gave her a soft smile as he stands up and tucks Amaranthe into bed.

He grabbed a chair and placed it on the lady's bedside, taking her hand into his.

"Goodnight, my lady. Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight to you too, Mr. Lyney."

He traces comforting strokes on her hand and caressing Amaranthe's soft, yellow hair, lulling her to sleep.

Lyney's looks at her peaceful face. She looks like a sleeping angel.

No, she is a sleeping angel. The lady's peaceful smile makes his stomach turn and cheeks warm.

Lyney plants a soft kiss on her forehead, gazing at her with pure adoration.

Oh archons, he loves her so much.

Author's note: Thank you so much for taking the time to read my fic! I hope you guys enjoyed it 💕

[necrophilemagpie]

So hey, lets introduce my character's whole premise shall we?

People have vampires, ghosts, werewolves, lets do a dragon.

They're sort of a herald of a new coming threat, though their allegiance to said threat is rather tenuous. In fact, upon capture they all but openly offer information. There is nothing a winged creature hates more than a cage.

A little problem though.

Whatever contract or oath holds them bound to the the real threat, wholly disallows mentioning anything valuable... directly anyway. And dragons are not known for being very direct.

Well, I sure hope the trio loves solving riddles !

Funny dragon facts under the readmore :)

They do not concern themselves with a name because they're a pretentious bastard!

they find it much more fun when people come up with individual nicknames for them. Don't mind these being silly or insulting one bit, so long as its not an attempt at naming them.

In modern terms best described as transfeminine nonbinary and do not like being called a man. 'it' is also not ideal. Unfortunately the woman they work for does not seem to like to acknowledge that.

ethnically they are siberian, as far as something that wasn't ever human can have an ethnicity.

the human form reads somewhere 40-50 years old depending on what they're wearing. Their hair is gray and there's definitely some wrinkles here and there. thats right. dilf

by their best estimate they've existed since somewhere in what? tenth century? maybe 11th, either way, they're an Old Crusty Bitch and they've actively lived on Earth for a long fucking time and hung out primarily with weird dirty gay art people about it it seems. With all the sad historical context it entails.

their familiarity with tech and culture ends Sharply at 1991. Windows is still on 3.1, Doom is a new game, and AD&D is the actively played edition in their mind. Who the fuck is an iphone

they aren't fully able to express the sheer hatred they have for the human that made them serve her, but they're providing the information less for a chance to escape and more just hoping to inconvenience her at least.

its a good question as to how a dragon can have a chronic illness but short answer is easily and it looks like its gone untreated for a long time.

They're not remotely in a league with the vampires, and honestly a capable enough normal human could probably manage to win against them with a good plan, but they have a gem on them that will not let them permanently die. It doesn't help with healing wounds that much so provides no real combat advantage, but it was what gave them the opportunity to even be offered to surrender.

fun fact, they do describe it as a 'torture device' and it may be less allegorical than you'd hope

the earring is a normal earring and dont worry about it or their boss's plans or how its concerningly bright and star shaped :)

think about how they can make a purring-like sound in their dragon form isnt that cute

[cg-saturn]

Haii ish me leo, what's a terf? I'm sorry but I dunno much words

CW- transphobia mention

NOT LITTLE RELATED

Hi Leo! Terf stands for "trans - exclusionary radical feminists". They're a yucky group of (mostly) cis* women who believe both radfem* ideas and that trans people are just 'confused' somehow. Unfortunately, a lot of people still think being trans or gender nonconforming is a choice or mental illness. The only "choice" we have as trans people is whether or not we allow ourselves to be who we are or silently suffer with crawling skin and constant longing.

Most people who follow these ideas consider themselves feminists, but in reality still believe in the idea of a superior sex, and want to see a matriarchy instead of a patriarchy, or an afab*-dominated world. A famous example of a terf is Valerie Solanas, the author of the Scum Manifesto in the 1960s. She, along with many others, believed that amab* and afab people should basically switch stereotypical roles. As a radicalist, she spread the idea that amab's should be made slaves to afab's, and a lot of other hate towards all amab people including violent threats and even being known for shooting Andy Warhol (who did, we can all admit, deserved it- just not for the reason she did it, plus he survived so... c'mon how bad could it have been, she was an awful shot /j).

Most terfs have some tendency of hating amabs, but they ALL believe that trans people are invalid and/or 'wrong'. Even modern day, we have current terfs in the media- like the author of Harry Potter, she who shall not be named. She's been well known to make anti-trans remarks and yet still claim the cover of "feminism", claiming trans people have inherently evil intentions and need to be kept away from others for 'safety' reasons. She's not the only anti-trans 'feminist' today either. Unfortunately, there's many people out there who still think we're 'dangerous' or 'dirty' for being authentic.

As a member of the trans community, I can say- without a doubt- that no one wants to go through all the trouble of passing* just to come watch you use the public bathroom. No one. And if you're worried about that happening, why not introduce single stall bathrooms to provide both privacy and comfort for everyone, like the one in your own home. The only thing that matters in my pants is what I'm trying not to get on them /hj

Anyway, I'm going to just stop this here because there's a lot more I could say but that's not what this account is about. Everything on my dni list is designed to keep me personally happy and comfortable in my safe space. I can't control what other people do and don't interact with or believe in, but I can control my own online area. Not everything in my dni is something i consider bad, i just dont want to see it! (Terfs, however, are bad). Just don't interact with me. I don't need to hear if someone disagrees, just simply don't interact, block me or whatever you need to do, and move on. That's the great thing about the internet, if you have a different opinion you can just simply find a different account to follow.

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*'YOU' IS NOT IN REFERENCE TO LEO, IT IS A GENERALIZED PRONOUN TO THOSE WHO IT APPLIES TO (yes, "you" is a pronoun)*

Acronyms and weird words:

Cis*- a person who identifies with their assigned birth gender

Radfem* - radical feminist, such as those named above

Afab* - assigned female at birth

Amab* - assigned male at birth

Passing* - when trans people take measures towards outwardly presenting as their real gender (hair styles, outfit choices, surgery, etc).

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Dni: k!nk/nsfw, maps, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, anti-agere, furries

[bluetheboykisser]

been fucking around with ChatGPT to produce interesting premise's for Touhou crossovers. Here's one I got for Star Wars:

"In the mystical realm of Gensokyo, where humans and yokai coexisted in an intricate balance, there lived a powerful and enigmatic being known as Yukari Yakumo. Known for her ability to manipulate boundaries, she was renowned for her wisdom and unpredictable nature. One day, Yukari found herself pondering the fate of the young shrine maiden Reimu Hakurei, who had been chosen to carry the weight of Gensokyo's balance on her shoulders.

As she observed Reimu's tireless efforts in maintaining peace, Yukari grew increasingly concerned. She knew that the world beyond Gensokyo held vast possibilities and challenges that Reimu had yet to encounter. With the Clone Wars raging in a distant galaxy, a bold idea struck Yukari's mind. If she could send Reimu to the Star Wars galaxy, she could provide her with an unparalleled opportunity for growth and knowledge.

With a gentle smile, Yukari approached the young shrine maiden. "Reimu," she said, her voice carrying an air of mystery, "I have an extraordinary journey prepared for you. In a faraway galaxy, a conflict is brewing, and your presence there could shape the course of events. I shall open a portal to the beginning of the Clone Wars, where the Jedi and Sith are engaged in an epic struggle. There, you will learn and grow in ways beyond your imagination."

Reimu looked at Yukari, her eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of apprehension. "But why, Yukari? What purpose would such a journey serve?" she asked, her voice tinged with both uncertainty and excitement.

Yukari paused for a moment, her gaze fixed on the horizon. "Reimu, you are destined for greatness, but greatness can only be achieved through adversity. By immersing yourself in a conflict of such magnitude, you will gain wisdom, strength, and perspective that can never be obtained within the confines of Gensokyo alone. You will face challenges that will test your resolve and push you to your limits. And in doing so, you will discover the true extent of your power."

Reimu listened intently, her trust in Yukari outweighing any doubts she may have had. She understood that her mentor's intentions were rooted in a profound belief in her potential. "I will go, Yukari," she declared, determination shining in her eyes. "If this is the path you have set before me, then I will embrace it wholeheartedly."

Yukari nodded, her smile widening. "Remember, Reimu, this journey is not just for your growth alone. As you navigate the galaxy far from home, you may also bring light and hope to those caught in the midst of darkness. Your unique abilities as a shrine maiden will be a beacon of solace and guidance in troubled times. Embrace this chance to forge new alliances and make a lasting impact."

With a wave of her hand, Yukari opened a swirling portal before Reimu. "May the Force be with you, young shrine maiden," she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of mystery. Reimu stepped forward, her heart filled with a mixture of trepidation and excitement, ready to embark on a journey that would forever change her destiny.

And so, Reimu Hakurei vanished into the portal, leaving Gensokyo behind as she embraced the unknown of the Star Wars galaxy, where her trials and triumphs would shape her into a formidable force for both worlds."

It is an AI and whatnot, so obv not perfect. However, as I said, more a premise than anything else. If anyone wants to take this and expand upon it as a full on fanfic, be my guest! Dont worry about credits or anything lol. I got this from ChatGPT for god's sake 😅

[scopeystfu]

dont worry yall. i shall provide clips like this is twitter

[bad-knees]

where i am

1.

a fling amongst other flings except this one's different one that knaws at my soul it's horny it's cerebral it's heartful it's a glimpse of what i really long for in myself and in you

2.

temporary uncommitted no promises no destination you say you create distance and i think you're afraid of hurting me although you've been so very clear i still hold out for uncertain futures and tell myself that time will be honest

3.

trust it's a word that's been on my mind a lot this year reading the gita letting go of someone i shouldnt have held on to for so long consumed by my own desires when id much rather open my hands to whatever chaos shall come my way can i trust in you the ever present maker of this universe those beautiful words ring in my ears my god will provide all i need my god will provide all i need

4.

moving in a few weeks letting go of what i no longer want in my life some clothes bad habits fear fear of cooking fear of inviting people over fear of speaking up fear of what happens if i dont worry about everything hold on with a tight grip overanalyze a one bedroom space to exist away from my bed lying there has been taking away much of my time lately horny daydreams you know

5.

friends and lovers solitude and community audiobooks small group i want to go to a meditation class to sit in silence in a room of strangers finding peace and home in my restless body

6.

accomplishment i forget that i recorded an album which i guess is cringey to listen to now i want more i want more writing at a computer electric in my hand singing my heart out trying to find something good i still desire so much more songwriting my mountain to climb skills and practice and skills and practice to know what works and what doesnt or maybe there's really no magic formula other than the task of rewriting

7.

my sister's pregnant the world will change tomorrow end of year giving mastubatory a means to feel good about myself

8.

thinking of dharma and position who am i and who am i in relation with others a thinker a feeler an introvert amongst extroverts an extrovert amongst introverts a beautiful mess an observer a caretaker wanting you to feel seen and heard sharing with you the depths of my heart ill never be cool like that i dont have fun at parties often small talk makes me want to die self acceptance is hard i want to be it all but im not

9.

regarding the fling the object of far too many of my thoughts i wonder if ill look back and regret this if i could be doing better than lettting the thought of you muddy the present joy but it's weird and uncomfortable and it demands of me a trust and a patience im not familiar with and for that i think it's good at least it's something i'll look back and know that i've learned from

10.

who writes her friends with benefits a ten page letter who talks with her coworkers about trauma informed therapy who kisses her closest friends with intention the way they like who will give more than anyone can return a girl who never stops

[oddport-academy-with-palestine]

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[bills-bible-basics]

I JUST DON'T WORRY -- a poem by Bill Kochman Visit https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry/ to see more. To see other poems related to this one, go to: https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry/index.html#Trust-the-Lord "Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof." Matthew 6:34, KJV "Don't Worry, Trust in the Lord" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse323.html "God is in Control" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse124.html Article: "Job and the Land of Uz: A Biblical Mystery?": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/landuz-1.html Article: "Peter: Faith Tried in the Fire": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/petfaith.html "Faith Tried in the Fire" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse019.html "Walk by Faith Not by Sight" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse070.html "God's Love for Us" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse125.html "God Will Provide Our Needs" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse142.html "Fear and Peace" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse018.html Article: "The Lord Will Lift You Up": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/liftup-1.html Article: "The Battle is Not Yours Alone!": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/battle-1.html https://www.billkochman.com/Blog/index.php/i-just-dont-worry-a-poem-by-bill-kochman/?feed_id=162843&I%20JUST%20DON%27T%20WORRY%20--%20a%20poem%20by%20Bill%20Kochman

[thicksimpx]

Pairing : Incubus! Sebastian Michealis x Reader (Black Butler)

Warnings : matures content, mature language, fingering,cunnilingus, demon/monster smut

This demon got me ready to sell my soul frfr

Finally settling into bed after a long day of  chaos, you stare into the darkness at your ceiling. You cant help but think of the handsome stranger you met outside the grocery store. He helped you today.

Leaving the store you slipped on the ice when running for a bus and landed on your arm dislocating it. You vision blurred due to the unbearable pain and you could hear the gasp other others as people crowded around you.

A man came to your aid, the pain radiating in your arm was ignored as his figure hovered over tou asking if you were okay. He looked angelic almost. The most beautiful man you've ever seen. Words caught in your throat with your eyes wide as you stared at him. Hissing once he moved to help you up.

"Get out of the way, she needs a doctor" he said softly scooping you in his arms and walking past the crowd of people.

"Y-you don't have to do this" you say barley above a whisper itches you reach out and touch him to see if he's real. maybe this was a dream.. or you died hitting your head in the concrete.

"Hush, I'm taking you to get some medical attention that I unfortunately cannot provide" he says staring straight ahead.

"Thank you," you mumble remaining quiet until you reached the nearest emergency room.

One he sat you down to speak with a nurse and was out of your sight, you came to your senses. the pain radiating in your arm hitting you like a truck all over again and you eventually passed out with the pain. When you woke the handsome stranger was gone. Which made sense, you shouldn't have expected him to stay in the first place.

Regardless of your dislocated arm, you wouldn't have today going any other way. You just wished you got name. His name. Hopefully you'll run into him someday at the same store.

"I would just like to thank him" you shrug shutting your eyes. "Maybe suck his dick or buy him a gift" you chuckle softly letting the darkness swallow you.

—-

"Glad to see they took well care of your Darling"

That sounds like .. no it cant be. You peel your eyes open and sit up looking around. You breath out in relief seeing that you were still in your room. "Im tripping, it must have a been a nightmare" you chuckle with you hand on your chest feeling your heart calm.

"A nightmare? Oh dear. I didn't mean to scare you" the same voice spoke making you snap your head up to watch him emerge from the dark corner of your room.

It was him. The handsome stranger. Dressed in a suit that looked to be made for a butler. The longer you stared the more you noticed the dark wings spread out behind him.

"This has to be a dream" you say softly. "This cant be real"

"I in-fact, am very real." In an instant his body was hovering over your pushing you back down into the mattress. "You wished to see me, you summoned me, so I came.. to you" his shining pink eyes met yours, the moonlight seeping from your window illuminating his form above you. "Dont worry, I'm not going to hurt you"

"W-what are you? whats your name?"

"Well, to you I am a demon, currently and incubus. And My name? Truthfully, i am to be called whatever you like. I am whom ever you want me to be." He pauses and looks a way. "In this life ive been called Sebastian for many years.. however that name died with my master"

"Sebastian fits you.."

"Then that is what you shall call me" he chuckles. Grabbing your wrist and pinning them above your head he leans down breath kissing the shell of your ear. "Now tell me, why did you summon me here?"

"I-i wanted to thank you ....f-for earlier. You helped me"

"I see, i shall let you thank me with your body" he says ripping the blanket from you. Exposing your nude lower half. "You were expecting this. I could smell you before I even arrived"

"W-what? No what are you talking about?" You cup your cunt feeling the wetness seeping through your fingers. I cant let him know what I was thinking about.

"Oh but i do know" you jump as you feel his breath on your neck and arms wrap around your waist from behind you. Taking your hands from your cunt and placing them behind your head.

"When did you.."

"When did I what?" He asked now in front of you dragging you to the end of your bed and spreading your legs as wide as they would go, admiring your cunt glistening in the moon lit room.

"You smell wonderful" he deeply inhales the scent on your cunt and smirks deviously at you. Using his mouth he bites the tip of his glove on his left hand slowly pulling it off. Revealing his long slender fingers.

He softly slides his fingers along you cunt making you jolt. Sticking his fingers into his mouth he hums.

"You taste as sweet as you smell. Keep your hands up behind your head will you?" Voice caught in your throat you just nodded. You didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of the man who clouded your thoughts all day and night.

You felt the tip of his tongue swipe across your clit, causing you to gasp as a shiver was sent through your body. Looking down at him, he waited until you held eye contact with him to swirl his tongue around your clit sucking it into his mouth.

Your moans and cries fell on deaf ears as his cold tongue rapidly flicked your clit. Gripping fistfuls of the sheets as your chest with the skilled touch of his tongue. This is way better than my fingers. His gloved hand pushed you thigh further out of the way as he slips the tips of his cold slender fingers into your cunt. Teasing you, he goes back to fiercely sucking your clit while sliding two fingers in and bringing them all the way back out. Clenching around nothing with your thighs quaking. You desperately ached for release.

The moment he slid his fingers back in you thrust you hips up trying to get more than just the tip of them into you. To hit that sweet spot. You cry out feeling him slip in a third finger sliding them to the base of his hand, reaching spots that your toys and hook ups couldn't tickle with their dick.

"Looks like you've been touch starved" he smirks eyes glinting as he brushes his hair of his face while he thrust his fingers faster into you. Feeling you clench around his fingers he dips back down to rapidly flick your clit with his tongue again. Your legs threatening to close around his head. Placing his gloved hand back on your thigh he keeps your legs from snapping shut as you cum dripping down his hand and on your bed.

"Yes , yes, let it all out for me" he spoke softly still pumping his fingers into you carrying you through your orgasm.

 Your chest heaving up and down rapidly as you drag your hands over your face wiping away your drool. "Good," he said, his eyes never leaving your body, as he licked your juices from his hand "so good." He tongued to lick you cum from your cunt and thighs "cleaning you up".

"Feel free to call for me again, ill be more than happy to have another taste of you" you sit up and watch as his wings reappear and wrap around him

"Sebastian W- Wait" you call out. Struggling to get up out the bed so you can grab him. You fall to the floor and hiss on instinct remembering your arm was dislocated. When you felt no pain you opened you eyes confused. He flashes you a gentle smile and disappears into the dark corner of your room. You look at you arm, no cast and no sling. What the fuck is going on.

——— Gasping, you quickly sit up in your bed feeling the sharp pain in your arm. You grab your arm, looking around the room for Sebastian. Realizing no one else was there you shake your head sliding from under the covers. I must be fucking crazy.

Walking to the bathroom. You feel the stickiness between your legs. Running your hand between your legs you feel the wetness of your cunt and familiar stickiness of your cum. Eyes wide you run back to your flip the covers back to see the wet stain on the sheets.

"A wet dream are you kidding me?! Ouch" you groans after slamming your hand on the wall forgetting what happened to your arm. Oblivious to the winged stranger watching from outside your window. Pink orbs glowing in the darkness.

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This might become a series where he often visits her in her dreams until they see each other irl again🥴 lmk what yall think.

Thicksimpx© 2021. Do not copy, claim, modify or translate my work without my permission. thanks 😘

[megistusdiary]

YOU ARE ONE OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS!

I really liked riding kaeya's and scara's tigh ones! I'm wondering if you could write one for venti??

I didn't see any venti fictions but i really wanna see it! (if u dont mind of course)🥺🥺

sobbing and rolling around rn you're so sweet akshkss i am so happy to hear that, you have no idea. lately i have been having some bad days, but seeing my inbox being so positive makes me so happy :)

also, you got it! ask and ye shall receive (but it may take me a while)

warnings: dom!venti and sub!gender neutral anatomy/pronouns reader

thigh riding, marking, hickeys, petnames, kinda exhibitionism (upstairs in the tavern), mentions of diluc, slight degradation

your hands braced themselves on venti's shoulders, nails digging into his skin seeking purchase. your head was tipped back, eyes closed from embarrassment as you rutted against venti's thigh.

"i expected you would be needy, but i didn't think you'd be this desperate for my thigh. we're not even stripped yet, windblume!" venti's melodic voice whispered into your ears. it went in just as quickly as it faded, mind foggy with desire.

"please, please let me-" you struggled to finish your sentence, sealing your lips to prevent any noises from escaping.

venti assisted you by placing his hands on your hips, rocking you against his thigh. this pace was faster than yours, causing you to shiver and grip his shoulders tighter. "oh, archons.." you gasped, head falling forward against venti's.

he giggled, continuing to move your hips against his clothed skin for a few moments before pulling you up. you whined at the loss of contact, shifting off the tavern chair.

"take the underwear off! come on, hand it over~" it was then you were painfully aware of your situation.

"but... venti, we're in public. i can't just-"

"sure you can!" and with that, venti pulled you forward and yanked the fabric covering your sex down. you gasped as cool air hit your most sensitive areas. he allowed you to kick them off, attempting to ease your worries by placing kisses along your jaw.

"but- what if master diluc comes and-"

"oh, please, who cares. and besides.." venti trailed his kisses down your neck, sucking marks along the way. he traced the fading marks with his fingertips gently. "i'm willing to bet you'd actually like that."

your brows furrowed as you pulled back to look at him. "no way! i'm not some pervert, unlike you. i saw you put my underwear in your pocket, venti."

venti simply shrugged, sending you a little smirk before patting his thigh again. "come on, windblume. it won't ride itself, now will it?"

you eased yourself back into his thigh, shivering at the direct contact from your sex and his shorts. the fabric provided delicious friction against your skin as you rocked on his leg.

venti leaned down to continue sucking at your neck, trailing up to your jaw and down to your shoulders. when the two of you finally did leave angel's share, there would be no doubts as to what you two were up to.

he felt your body shake in his grip, moving your hips again to assist you with chasing your high. he heard your breaths increase as your eyes screwed shut.

he removed his mouth from your throat to slither his hand down your body. his fingertips played with your sensitive areas, your movements becoming uneven and jerky.

"gonna come, venti, i'm close." you mewled. venti soaked up the sounds of you facing your impending orgasm. he liked how whiny and desperate you could get.

"go on then, make a mess on me. make a mess that i guarantee master diluc would be grateful to clean."