#especially for every encounter with aha

[thedeerus]

herta should pay us more for cosplaying akivili

[gunclaw]

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐘

" so, you're tellin' me you took a liking to one of your clients and took him back to yours for a little extra ‘product’ ?! "

𒄬࣪݁ ˖ geto suguru x dealer!reader

contents. smut with some plot, no sex just eating out (hottest thing a man can do), petname (doll), mention of drugs, use of drugs, not proofread, eng isn’t my first language, bit of fluff here and there ✧ w.count 1.1k

a/n sorry this was a late post, i've been holding it for sooo long because writing smut is not easy for me. anyways, this was the most requested on my poll, requests are still open in my inbox !

also in the story i was supposed to mention that c.meth increases your sex drive buuuttt i forgot so..

+ i appreciate any reblogs and likes 💛

THE TRADE-OFF | 2:09PM

ᡴ੭ your apartment was only could only be so 'big', cramping you up, object between object along your boxes of carts. it was a mess, clothes everywhere and probably even some specs of white powder from previous clients. i mean who could blame you? you were only trying to juggle between a job and studies; to which you barely cared for anyway.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀your parents would be disappointed, sighing at the sight of your marks in contrast to the others in your batch. they wouldn't say anything specific — no — they would just ask how were doing, if something was distracting you; and something was. when you got into the business, it was only out of necessity, money was running low; now you do it out of habit, running back to the drugs you produced to test and sell.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀test and sell. that's all you had to do. no need to interact with your buyers, no need to give them more than what they ask for, - who is that benefitting? - and definitely no need to be staring at them longer than demanded. you hadn't meant to do it on purpose; gripping the pack while you stared at that loose string of hair in front of his face. where had this man been hiding?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"uh, sorry was that not enough?" he awkwardly pointed accordingly to the couple tens in your hand, still tugging at the plastic bag of crystal. "miss?" he leaned closer, trying to snap you out of whatever trance you were clearly trapped in. it took you a couple blinks, but you were out — finally — and gave him the drugs in exchange for sixty (even though it costs well over a hundred, especially since it was c.meth).

⠀⠀⠀⠀he waved goodbye, saving you from that god awful embarrassing encounter. you often forgot what was considered a good time to speak, this post-shame event certainly not being one of them. "I've got more back at my place," your finger leads behind you, unreliably locating your dorm, "its on the house."

⠀⠀⠀⠀"can't deny a smoke with a pretty lady," he turned back and smiled slightly, trailing behind as you walked (desperately trying to brush of the fact that he just complimented you). the whole time you two followed the rough concrete pathway towards your dorm, it was silent. "ah, you aren't trying to kill me are you?"

⠀⠀⠀⠀you shook your hands, as well as your head, denying his (obviously sarcastic) joke, "n-no! i would never.. uhm." in response, he only chuckled, looking at the way that comment strung you nervous. nearing your dorm, you had realised how messy you left it; you were sure that if the guy stepped inside, he would only be met with cups and dishes in every corner of the room, — and what's worse — was how hot the guy was. in an attempt to distract him, you overloaded the poor guy with questions.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"what's your name?"

"suguru."

"uh huh, first or last?"

"first."

"what's your last?"

⠀⠀⠀⠀"geto- what exactly are you trying to do?"

⠀⠀⠀⠀finally getting a hold of the glass structure, designed for the crystal, underneath a pile of untouched textbooks, you threw one in his hand and continued searching for the other. "aha!" your hand shot up, clutching the twin bowl pipe, unaware of how much of a loser you looked (especially with the checkered pattern lied across your unbuttoned shirt; acting as a jacket)

PAYMENT | 6:27PM

how long had you two been wasting away on your thrifted couch? how long was this going to last? you examined his every move: following those sleepy eyes when he made even the smallest remark about your looks. he laughed, smoke dragging out his mouth. fuck, he was hot. at this point, you didn't know if it was the drugs talking or if was just, you. "sooo, how are you going to repay me?"

⠀⠀⠀⠀what was that? a fucking joke (not a good one definitely)? "thought it was on the house, doll," he took another hit — this time from your own pipe — as you palmed your forehead, "why? you looking for something else?" he blew the smoke onto the crevice between your head and shoulder. it was definitely the drugs talking. his tongue reached your neck, sending a cold shiver down your body while he lapped and sucked.

⠀⠀⠀⠀his body shifted on closer, the smell of his musk, vanilla cologne emitting from his hair. imagine how devastated your parents would be if they found out your time to time 'hobby' led to this? he was gentle with you, caressing your jaw while you felt his own creeping down your body. his unoccupied hand took out the tie in his hair, letting down the manbun that drove you crazy in the first place.

⠀⠀⠀⠀this wasn't like those wild-going porn scenes you would see online, no this was far, far more intimate (at least in your eyes). What was it about the way he touched you? Was it how confident he was; expertly navigating his way down your body? He had you clawing at his scalp, mouth crossing against your warm skin as he unbuttoned those nerdy, skinny jeans of yours.

⠀⠀⠀⠀he knelt on the carpeted floor, flashing you a comforting smile and staring up and down between your face and soaked panties, before pulling your sense of cover down. at some point when you closed your eyes or when he smiled, his lips started placing small kisses around your cunt; making you fully unravel, contorting your face at the feeling. it didn't help when he drew in your clit and soon, started dipping inside you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"mhh.. want you suguru"

⠀⠀⠀⠀"no doll, this is only for you. not me" he mumbled, sending vibrations to your bundle of nerves. you tried to close your thighs at the sudden sensitivity, but his hands kept them open; the tip of his fingers digging into the fat of your cutis. geto wasn't the type of man to study bills and divide it with you to the dollar, you could tell he would look after you; spoiling you rotten and finishing it off with something like this.

⠀⠀⠀⠀he was driven inside, his tongue pushing against the rigid but gummy walls of your pussy until he finally found your sweet spot. the way you arched towards him was a pointer, or maybe it was when he felt how you clenched around him. he curled his tongue, shoving it deeper each time he writhed inside you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀oh my god. "f-fuck geto!" you had made an effort to push his forehead back and (fortunately) failed. his lips were glued to you, sweat from his cheeks accumulating and sticking to your legs. uncontrolled moans were escaping your throat as he pressed firmly against your g-spot and executing that last straw. you had been far gone from him; shaking as you released on his palate.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"you alright?" for some reason, there weren't any lewd thoughts in your mind. it was ust him and the way he made you feel so good. you came to the conclusion that it wasn’t the drugs, and that you has been absolutely infatuated with your client, suguru geto.

[nook-of-fanfic]

Warning Glare

Pairing: Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Summary: It seems as tough the first thing anyone joining the 212th does is gain a crush on their general. Cody can’t exactly blame them, but that doesn’t mean he has to like it. For Day 2 of @codywanweek - Prompt: Beating off rival suitors with a stick Warnings: none Word Count: 2,066 also on Ao3

Cody knew that Obi-Wan was a huge flirt. He had known so mere days after getting assigned to his general and he had witnessed first hand the effectiveness on most separatists. What he hadn’t noticed, at least at first, were the heart eyes his general received wherever he went. By now, he was fairly certain that, if the separatist weren’t terrified for what would be done to them should they disobey orders, Obi-Wan would have single-handedly ended the war through flirting a while ago. Anyone who was flirted with, Cody was sure, would give the man everything they owned if he only asked. There wasn’t much Cody could do about that, and it wasn’t like he wanted to. It came in handy a lot of times, even if every time it went awry would give Cody early grey hairs with how stressed he got.

What he had also noticed that he did not like at all was the fact that his troopers were starting to act the same way. He didn’t know how he never noticed them basically worshipping the ground Obi-Wan walked on. How he never noticed the stares that would follow their general everywhere. It’s especially bad with the newest batch of soldier that joined their ranks, the shinies eyes all but glued to the general’s form whenever he so much as entered the room. If he was an outsider it might have been funny. But he isn’t, and there’s a bitter feeling in his stomach that Cody wants to place as disdain for the men not concentrating on what they’re supposed to do for at least a minute whenever the see the Jedi. It becomes clear soon however, that that is not what it is.

One day, on his way to the General’s office, he encounters one of their newest shinies, Drift, who also seemed to have been his way to the general, carrying a small box. Cody wrecked his brain trying to remember approving any sort of personal meeting. With the war going on, Obi-Wan simply had to much to do to be able to talk to each trooper individually whenever they wanted, so there was a system put in place that had to be filled out and approved by the Captains, then the Commander, and then the general himself. There hadn’t been one of those request reaching Cody recently, so there was no reason for the trooper to be walking to the general’s office. Drift also wasn’t part of the delivery crew and, in any case, they hadn’t had a delivery in several rotations, so there was no possible explanation for the box either. Cody nodded at him when the both reached the office door, and the shiny nodded back nervously. Aha, so there was something going on here.

“Everything alright, trooper?”, Cody asked, now curious as well as concerned. He kept his face carefully blank.

“I- Uh- Yes, sir, everything’s alright.”, the shiny stammered out.

“What do you have there, Drift?” Cody gestured to the box the other man was still holding.

To his credit, Drift didn’t immediately try to hide it behind his back, but kept the box close to his chest, just as he had done before. “Oh, uh, nothing sir. Just something for the general.”

Cody raised an eyebrow. “Did you get the personal delivery approved?” He knew Drift didn’t, it would have had to go through him, but he still wanted to hear it for himself.

“Uh, no sir.” Drift averted his gaze. “I just thought, it’s such a small thing, it probably won’t matter, you know.” The moment he said it, Drift cringed. Cody nodded to himself. At least the shiny knew how bad his excuse sounded without having to be told. He sighed.

“Look, Drift, I know that might be what you think, but the regulations are in place so things exactly like this do not happen. It does not matter how short you think the meeting is. If everybody acted like this, the general would have no time for his actual work, and that is something we cannot afford. If I catch you trying this again, you will be assigned cleaning duty. Am I understood?”

At that, Drift stood straighter again. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, now hand me the package.”

Drift stared at him questioningly. Cody wanted to sigh again.

“I have a meeting with the general right now. You said it was for the general, so I can give it to him.”

“Uh.. Yes sir, of course.” Drift handed over the small box. By now, he was near shaking. Cody really wanted to know what was in there.

“Dismissed.” Drift all but scrambled down the corridor in the direction he had come form.

Cody contemplated the box in his hands. It was light, and judging by the size of it, didn’t hold anything big. Still, just to be safe, Cody opened it. It wasn’t that he thought Drift would try to hurt their general, but the shiny was a bit naive when it came to things outside of the battlefield. Someone could have convinced, or worse, influenced him that it was a gift for the general and asked him to deliver it, only to reveal some elaborate plot to kill Obi-Wan. It was highly unlikely, but by this point, Cody wouldn’t be surprise by anything the separatist or the Sith would do.

Peering into the box, Cody expected the worst. He did not expect the neatly folded piece of flimsi next to a small box of tea. After making sure no one was around to see him, Cody pulled out the piece of flimsi, just to determine whether this tea was in any way suspicious. Reading through the note, Cody felt his eyes widen and his jaw almost dropping. This was definitely not a separatist plot. This was a confession letter. Drift had, somehow, somewhen, gotten a hold of some tea and decided to use it as a courting gift to woo his general. There was that feeling again, uncomfortable and twisting in Cody’s stomach. Granted, this was not a full blown love letter and could very well be understood as a simple way of showing appreciation to Obi-Wan’s work as a general, but Cody knew his brothers. Enough of them had found a partner, either in- or outside of the army, to know how their crushes started, and how they would start courting their person. When he finally knocks on the door to the general’s office, it is with a box of tea in a package, and a piece of flimsi tucked deep into one of his armour’s pockets, waiting to be discarded at the end of the rotation.

It happens again. It isn’t Drift this time, the trooper seemed to have learned his lesson, but that apparently did nothing to stop others from trying is well. Cody had to ask for the help of Waxer and Boil to keep the soldiers in check. Anytime either of them saw a trooper leave towards the general’s quarters, they would catch up to them, take their gifts, and give them the same stern talking to. Most of the time, the gifts were a letter, or a small self-made thing, but sometimes it was something they had to have gotten somewhere on shore. Probably gifts given by the citizens they had rescued.

It takes far longer then Cody would have liked for it to finally stick with all of their new troopers that anything to do with their general, even the smallest gifts, would have to be approved by the superior officers. But it did not stop the admiration and apparent crushes growing. Cody hoped that once these shinies would have been serving under the general long enough, the crushes would wear off. Honestly, he did not blame any of them. After all, after knowing nothing but people with the same face, the Kaminoans, and their quite cruel trainers, meeting someone conventionally attractive who also happened to be one of the kindest people in the galaxy, it really wasn’t surprising that they admired him. Of course, the Kaminoans had taught them about the Jedi’s ‘no attachment’ rule, but that wasn’t enough to stop any of them, and the general flirting with anything that moved against them didn’t help either.

It takes even longer for Cody to notice the other things apart form the staring. He doesn’t know how he missed it before, but every time Obi-Wan smiled at a group of troopers, there was at least one soldier who walked into a wall, another trooper, or stumbled over his own feet. The stares have, by now, evolved into straight up heart eyes, and now that Cody thinks about it, they went through entirely the same process anytime they got a new shipment of shinies. Minus the gifts, as far as Cody is aware. The thought of the general receiving these kind of notes from other troopers wakes that feeling again, worse than ever before. In general, he has been feeling like this more and more often. Every time the general smiles at one or the other trooper brighter than he does with the others, every time any trooper gets special attention, and lately even when Obi-Wan flirts with the separatists.

It is late one night, while Cody is laying in his bunk trying to sleep when it hits him. As he goes over the day’s events, the mission, the battle, how the general had smiled at him and praised him on the way back to the Negotiator, he realizes he’s just as bad as the shinies. He just hides it better. He also realizes the bitter feeling in his chest has been jealousy all along. Jealousy of all the attention everyone else has been getting. Jealousy over the thought that the general might choose somebody who wasn’t Cody. He resolves, right then and there, that he will make the general fall for him. This is immediately followed by the knowledge that, if he wants anything to happen between them, he has to make sure no one else gets to Obi-Wan first.

He sets his plan into motion first thing the next morning. The first phase is simple, it’s the same as he’d been doing all along, just with a change of motivation. It is no longer simply because he needs his men undistracted but also so that their general doesn’t notice that he’s being courted. The second phase is similar. It involves Cody standing closer to the general whenever possible, still far enough away that it’s within regulations but close enough that any brave trooper approaching the general with anything but mission related thoughts is immediately scared off by his proximity. And his glare, although Cody decides not to think about that. It’s just his usual expression anyway. Phase two also includes making true to his promise of cleaning or KP duty. He justifies it with the fact that everyone should know by now that it’s what happens when they ignore the regulations, and nobody questions it.

With phase three starts the process of a actually wooing his general. He pays even closer attention to the man than he had before, if possible. When they are working together in a shared office, Cody makes sure to take note of the tea his general drinks, practically jumping up to make him a new cup as soon as the old one is empty, always with the excuse of having to make himself another cup of caf anyway. He also stays even closer to the Jedi in battle. Whenever Obi-Wan looses his lightsaber, which happens far too often if you ask Cody, he makes sure he is the one to catch it. This is not necessarily a change to how it was before, but it happens a lot more consciously now. If anything happens, Cody wants to be there. He knows Obi-Wan doesn’t need saving a majority of the time, but Cody doesn’t care. If he can make Obi-Wan’s life ever so slightly easier, he will.

Cody hopes all of this will count in his favour when he eventually confesses, but as he comes to stand next to his general and three troopers take one look at him and scramble off, small packages hastily hidden behind them, Cody thinks to himself that, for now, he is quite content chasing everyone else away before they even have a chance.

[mitsuyaya]

[ a peculiar genius ] bachira meguru

contains: 800+ words. fluff, knight bachira, maid reader, reader is referred to as ‘my lady’, unedited (will edit tom hopefully 🤞)

summary: Out of all the nobles, knights and sorcerers you've ever encountered or heard of, your master's friend is by far the most peculiar yet.

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For the past three years you've been serving the Marquess Isagi household as a servant, there are a lot of things you've learned about the nobilities, especially the knights that served the entire empire, but one particular knight had left quite an impression on you. A knight with hair as black as a raven, with shining gold underneath — Sir Bachira Meguru.

You've seen him every morning training with your master, how he would lift his sword effortlessly as if it doesn't weigh a ton, as if it's something a normal being can wield. And how his nimble feet change into one stance after the other that it makes him look like he's dancing the waltz.

No matter how long, how many minutes they have been sparring, their sweat clinging into their white sleeves, the smile on his face never wavers, intact, gradually widening the more he corners the marquess, the more he clashes his sword against him.

Sir Bachira’s countenance reminds you of those magical beasts in your hometown. So little, charming, innocent yet when they are faced by heartless hunters and predators that are larger than them, they would bare their fangs, unleashing their much terrifying side — it suits him quite well.

And even with his age, he had already achieved a lot of accolades, recognitions that gained him an utmost respect; winning numerous jousting tournaments, catching and detaining the empire's wanted bandits and becoming one of the trusted knights of the crown prince — a genius some might even say.

You believed them at first, the narrative that detailed how astounding Sir Bachira is, but as his visits gradually increase, having seen and conversed with him for the past three years — the more you doubt whether he really is the genius everyone had described him to be.

Because the Sir Bachira you know — “uhm my lady, if it isn't a trouble can you possibly show me where your master's drawing room is again?” — is the complete opposite of that.

As politely as you could, grasping tightly the remaining thread of patience you have left, you smiled and nod curtly.

Marquess Isagi’s manor is of the humble side, compared to his acquaintance and the other nobilities, it only has two floors, few rooms, and the maids and guards aren't that big in number. And yet, Sir Bachira would always get lost, despite visiting this place regularly.

“Follow me, sir” holding back the desire to roll your eyes, you turn around, walking a bit faster, making your way into where your master awaits him.

“You wounded me my lady, I told you to call me by my name, we see each other almost everyday! No need for formalities.” Bachira walks faster, catching up to you, walking side by side. You didn't even have to look at his face to know that he's smiling, a strange one indeed.

“Even so, you're still someone with a higher position than I am, it's only fitting if I call you by your title.” He lets out a childish huff “and please refrain from calling me ‘my lady.’ I am a mere servant not a noblewoman.” Bachira groans, frustrated “you’re such a stickler for the rules, loosen up.”

Your head pounds in irritation. Why did it have to be you who always gets to open the door and be the receiver of his annoying antics?

Just as you thought that you'll be reaching the drawing room in a comfortable silence, he spoke once again, much to your dismay, “you look beautiful today though, have you used a new brand of powder?” you didn't answer, brows twitching, he snaps his fingers, grinning “aha, I am right aren't I?”

“I don't use powder, sir” he freezes, “then are you wearing a new uniform?”

“It’s the same as I always wear” silence, an awkward one for him and a very welcomed company for you. The refreshing silence draws on for a long time, as he was about to break the silence once again, the doors to the drawing room welcomes you both.

“We are here” you knocked the door once, hearing the marquess say ‘you may enter’, you opened the door and showed him inside.

“I will be downstairs to make you two some tea, please call another maid in, if you need anything my lord… and sir bachira.” you say those last few words with a hint of displeasure, hoping that none of them noticed, you bow and leave the room after.

The door closes, an inexplicable atmosphere encompasses the room, Isagi stares, then glances to his friend “What did you do? you made her angry again”

“I didn't do anything!” Bachira’s eyes remained from that spot where you were moments ago.

Isagi sighs, rubbing his temples, already feeling a headache forming “Just how much longer will you pretend to get lost just so you could talk to her?”

“Youichii!!!!”

[kame-writes]

Cannibals Curse Part 4

- Reintroduction

By the time they walked the extra block or so, Alastor had managed to mostly pull himself back together. He died, he sort of already knew that, but the how was rather unsettling. Not caught for his crimes, no mistake of his own that he'd made. Just a case of mistaken identity that had followed him into the afterlife. His reflection would forever be a constant reminder of his unremarkable fate.

He was fine. He could deal with that later, compartmentalise, stay strong, and smile. That's how he was going to survive this.

Rosie led him up a narrow set of stairs and into what he assumed was her bedroom. Everything was tidy, prim and proper, a proper ladies room. She hummed to herself as she made her way to a large chest and started to dig around the mass of clothes inside, occasionally pulling out a piece to look at, until she had a full outfit picked out.

“Aha! I think these will do nicely until you can get something more personalised to you.” She stood up, handing over the bundle of clothes in her arms.

Alastor was, understandably, a bit weary at the prospect of getting changed in front of someone else, especially a lady, turning to look for some sort of privacy screen or something. “Is there a place to get dressed in private?”

“Oh! Course, silly me. There's a bathroom just through that door. Feel free to take your time and get cleaned up. I'll get some tea ready, for when you're done.” She gestured to a door off to his right, and he nodded before heading to do just that. 

Rosie sighed, she could already tell this one was going to be a special case, he wasn't quite like any freshly fallen sinner she'd encountered before. She couldn't put her finger on why exactly, but he gave the impression that he was just biding his time, waiting to strike out and climb higher than his station. There was very few Sinners that Rosie could instantly tell would become Overlords, if they didn't get themselves killed first.

Alastor only looked in the mirror as much as needed to make sure that he removed any trace of blood and gore from his skin, a ritual he was very familiar with after all these years.

He regarded the clothes with a casual distaste, he'd want to change them, or get what he'd been wearing before cleaned somehow soon. These clothes were outdated, which matched the whole victorian aesthetic of this town, which would have been fine, if they didn't remind him of the old fashioned things his father would wear.

His father had been a terrible person, and Alastor looked forward to being able to pay back every horror that he deserved once they met again, here in Hell. Killing him a second time would be so much more cathartic than the rushed frenzy he'd made of his first kill. 

He had more experience now, and a taste for taking his time and enjoying it. That thought was comforting, a small silver lining to damnation. The knowledge that he could kill a single victim many times over to make them suffer for his amusement. It was nothing less than what certain people deserved.

But if there was a single thing that Alastor would thank his father for, it was that he had taught him one very important lesson.

Son, the cruelest of people will greet you with an open smile and dazzling charm. It disarms even the strongest opponent to act as if you have already won before the games started. A bright smile means that nobody but you are aware of your hand. And you always have complete control of any situation. Once you learn that, then maybe you'll actually be able to make something of yourself, instead of being such a disappointment.

There was strength and power in a smile, he learnt that lesson well, and it was a useful tool he'd learnt to weild. As long as he could smile, he was in control. Of himself, and of the situation. 

Taking a breath, he put on his best dazzling smile as stepped out of the bathroom. “Well, what do you think?” He asked brightly, giving a theatrical flourish towards his appearance.

Rosie laughed and put down the delicate China cups she was holding to clap her hands. “Oh. My. Stars. So that's who was hiding under all the blood and rags?”

The playfulness seemed to come easy to her, and Alastor couldn't help but admire how open she was. It wasn't something that always came as easy to him after all. 

She reminded him of a bittersweet amalgamation of Mimzy's bubbly personality, and his mother. A mix that made him feel comfortable with her, despite not knowing her that well. He always had a good ability to read people. If he got a bad vibe from someone, it was usually for good reason. He didn't get anything even close with Rosie. Maybe he could trust her, enough to open up to just a little to test the waters.

“Now, I believe a proper introduction is in order?” He could claim it was in exchange for her help and the clothes later if needed, a convenient escape clause if she turned out to be baiting a trap for later. He sincerely doubted that was the case, but it never hurt to have something in his back pocket should he need it. “My name is Alastor. It's a pleasure to be meeting you miss Rosie.”

“Well, you really are quite a charmer aren't ya?” She smiled, a soft pull of her lips as she stepped closer to adjust the cravat he'd put on a little crooked, due to inexperience. “Now. I've got some snacks and tea for us while we talk. If you're agreeable, that is?”

“My dear, that sounds just perfect with the day I've been having.” He admitted, glad she seemed to be following his lead in starting over, with fresh introductions, as if they were just two acquaintances meeting for lunch, and not in the bizarre situation they found themselves in.

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[ilovebeingaturtle]

uhh kala, mona, and ofc lotus blossom uwu for the maeverse au characters

YESSSSSS MY GIRLSSSSS OKAY RAMBLE FOR ALL INCOMING

Kala is introduced to Maeverse super early on! In it’s hypothetical season two, she ends up on earth and be friends the turtles for a little mini arc, being one of their first exposures to the larger scale of the worldbuilding. Like in 87, her home in Dimension X is overrun by war and constant fighting that she just can’t stand, so when she’s on earth she gets practically addicted to the feeling of freedom and never wants to leave, especially when her and Mikey really hit it off due to her bubbly and fun loving personality. Eventually though, Dask and Zak show up and beg Kala for her help in the rebellion, and when faced with the fact her home is being destroyed while she’s out here enjoying herself, she reluctantly but determinedly leaves. She doesn’t appear again for a while, until Mikey meets her again when he ends up in Dimension X and discovers the full extent of what the Krang have been doing to Kalas home.

Oh, also Kala, Shini and Renet start a girl band-

Next is Mona Lisa! She’s a human turned axolotl mutant, who was abducted one day by Captain Filch (who in this is a space pirate!) and even though she escapes, she stays in space both to put a stop to him and because, well. Out in space she knows she fits in with every other alien now. She’s scared of returning home, because she knows she won’t be able to get her own life back and she doesn’t want to face the potential rejection from her family at the sight of her as a mutant. It’s only after she meets Raphael and Filch is defeated that she eventually gets the courage to return to her planet. Outside of that though, she’s very much a trickster who loves making one liners, with a passion for science. Her and Raphael share a love for standing up and fighting against people in power doing the wrong thing, but she likes to take the long con, planned out route in contrast to Raphael just storming into things pfft

And then finally! Lotus! Lotus is very new to Maeverse in comparison to Kala and Mona, so I don’t have tooooo much for her yet, but I already adore her inclusion to the worlds character roster AHA

Her backstory as of now is very, mysterious, in the sense that none of the characters really know anything about her, but she’ll always appear in episodes whenever the turtles least expect her. If they travel to a new location, there’s a 60% chance Lotus is already there. I posted her first sketch sheet a bit ago, but in that I basically said that the rule for her character is that she can be literally anywhere a plot is happening, it just needs to make sense that she could be hired by someone to get there. She’s not really an antagonist, it’s more of a playful “fancy seeing you here!” situation where her goals will either align with the turtles or clash, she’s not a bad person by any means and honestly has no hard feelings towards the turtles, she just makes it very clear she always prioritise her job.

Also yeah I just find the idea of them always randomly encountering her really funny-

[crusty-sal]

🔞MATURE CONTENT WARNING🔞(DNI: MINORS/PROSHIPPERS)

EDIT(2/7/23): Grammar errors, rewrite half of the hcs and keeping Ludwig in character.

Ludwig NSFW General Headcanons

-You've been dating Ludwig for about a month now, he is a smooth talker and he's too proud of himself.

-He's a very sophisticated man, one of the finest in the Isles. He appreciates cuisines (such as lobsters), culture, and most importantly money. He is always going to get what he wants from his status anyways

-Ludwig has an eye on you out of anyone else to make you feel loved, even though he had a rough start with you from the first encounter.

-He would be uptight, often insensitive with the words he speaks up to you there's a huge leap between you and him after the first time that he treated you differently 

-You're a musician yourself, he is highly competitive with his "opponents" that these small talks slowly get further and further 

-Probably the fact that you'll able to handle yourself at this fights especially your wits did get him feeling for something else.

-He sometimes feels threatened that you know what you're doing with the competition, but at the same time it's slowly growing into him.

-Ludwig is also the one who asked you on the date, he wanna know more from you despite the things he has said to you.

-As the month goes by, one day you'll be seeing him outside of your house while his other arm hides on his back.

-"Good afternoon, Y/N!.." That shift of mood when he has that nervous look on his face, you never see him like this before unless he is so good at keeping a mask.

-"Greetings, Ludwig... How may I help you?"

-"Oh, it's not important. Can you let me in to explain this to you?"

-"Go ahead.." You pulled the door to the side as he stepped in

-"Make yourself comfortable here" You lead him to the living room, patting the couch cushion before he sat on it 

-"Now, what's the matter?"

-Ludwig babbles for a bit before forming the sentence properly.

-"You seem apprehensive. I can help you.."

-"No, it's nothing.." Ludwig looks down at the coffee table, with both of his hands on the cheeks.

-"I know this will sound stupid for me to confess but.." He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

-"Ever since that tough beginning, I began to find a connection with someone like you. I know I've been awful to you before, which is something I'm still guilty of to this day. But now I've grown to adore you.."

-As you listen to this, does he mean it? Your cheeks are more crimson red, this makes you speechless 

-He stands up before kneeling with one leg on the floor in front of you.

-"Would you be my beloved?" He holds your hand close to his chin.

-Your mouth was wide open hearing that by his own words, you adored his stupid face but his confessing to you got you in many different places in your mind.

-"Yes, I'd love to be your beloved.." Your lips curled up.

-He quickly kissed the top of your hand up to your arm.

-"Aha! Oh, Ludwig, that tickles!"

-He landed his lips on yours, wrapping his arms around your waist.

-Now back to the present, he would often greet you with either a kiss(mainly your hand), a hug, and a little tango dance.

-He doesn't seem to shy away from holding back his adoration for you that he spoiled you with rich gifts on every occasion despite you not wanting him to do that a lot, he is truly devoted to you as it feels like he hasn't had something like this for his lonely life to maintain.

-Besides all he does is play piano for Inkwell Theater, go to expensive restaurants, and just do anything rich people from the Isles do.

-You're on the couch, watching your boyfriend play the piano by relaxing from the melody on the piece.

-It's mesmerizing to listen to his rendition of a specific classical piece, as that's describing his genuine adoration to you.

-He can land his fingers into the keys with the eyes closed, those snooty pouty lips he keeps on set. 

-His main focus is so captivating that you don't want to look away from the scenery.

-As the gramophone finishes it up and stands up from the stool while you've started clapping for him.

-"Thank you, darling, you enjoy the show a lot?" He scuffed up to you, keeping his hands behind his back.

-God, he looks ravishing in this view, that half-lidded eye is enough to seduce you.

-"For sure, I did!" You caressed his cheek firmly, he shivers from the sensation.

-Besides affection is something he hasn't received until you come along.

-"I appreciate your passion towards my rendition, I have to play what it feels right." He cackles coyly with that cheeky grin once again.

-"Such a bold move." You cupped both of his cheeks, causing him to be speechless for a second.

-He tried to control his composure from it or else it will be embarrassing like the last time on some of your first dates.

-"Are you alright, Ludwig?" You shot him a glimpse

-"Oh yes I'm alright, it's just.." He cleared his throat 

-"Still getting used to this.." 

-You chuckled sweetly watching Ludwig behaving tenderly, He was a privileged, lordly, egotistical man towards you at first before finally taking things further, it's oddly satisfying for his reputation.

-"Anyways, if there's something that you would like to do... Then lay it on me" Ludwig hold your hand up before he put it into his cheek, how affectionate he can get with you? You don't know how much, as this happens every day.

-"Mayhaps we can try something different? It should be you for once." The corner of your lips curled up while Ludwig was shunned by this offer.

-"How come?" He sounded so agitated about this.

-"You always give me almost everything, gentleman." 

-"Isn't that how I propose my daring love for you? Of course, that's what I'll do with my penny!" He whined lightly while he was gripping his touch.

-"Awww... You enjoy pampering me you?" You teased nudging your shoulder to him.

-About the time he felt light-headed by being right in front of you, his desire for his needs for you couldn't get any bigger.

-"How about you? You deserve to have something for yourself."

-"I can't answer that.." Nevertheless, you are observing his physical expression, likewise, you're getting into it.

-"Your face already has an answer to it~"  You cooed from his reaction.

-"Don't make me-" Ludwig grumbled as well as he grasp your shoulder, currently his face is an inch close to yours.

-"It doesn't hurt to tell me, let's not start with that.." You give him a pleasant smile, to keep him comfortable.

-Ludwig's bashful expression is so admirable, you feel lucky to see this for yourself. It gets better when his cheeks get warmer every time you speak to me.

-"Remember when we mate last week? I couldn't stop thinking about it.." He's beaming with pleasurable anticipation, buffeted by all winds of passion

-"I wanted to do that again.." Ludwig dipped his finger into your chest stroking it down with those needy eyes locked to yours, eventually stroking his torso into yours as if he were a cat.

-He looks cute when he's clinging up to you, your skin starts getting warm as soon as he starts rubbing his bulge against your thigh making you shiver.

-"W-Wanna head back to the bedroom then?"

-"Forget the bed... let's do it right here." 

-You looked at his lips before smashing yours into his quickly then pulling back, his eyebrows furrowed by a strong feeling.

-Ludwig slides his hand into your hair before kissing you once more, it seems like he's devouring your mouth when he inserts his tongue inside.

-This rich pompous eagerly went out of his way to satisfy you, just by the start of foreplay.

-He plays with your strands of hair, before letting his hand move its way to your hips.

-Both of your tongues start mimicking sex, as the make-out session almost gets intense.

-He groped your asscheeks before doing the same to your thighs, it's so soft that he could squeeze them forever.

-He rucks your shirt up and rubs your nipples by circulating it around making you mewl.

-Ludwig grinds his knee into your pussy, making you moan sinfully.

-You wanted him doing this to you forever if that's possible, just by teasing you all over the place.

-How can he be this good at something like this if he only pays attention to the piano?

-He held you against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist.

-You pulled from each other to take a moment to breathe.

-"How about we spice things up, my dear?" He rubbed your lower lip.

-"Yes please..." You keened breathily while watching him kneel on the floor 

-Ludwig dipped his fingers into your clothed area, circulating it around and teasing it firmly.

-Just by the glance at his face, you're already at your limits.

-He enjoys hearing you sing for him, it's music to his ear that he pulls your underwear down swiftly.

-The idea occurred to him that can make this experience more than satisfying, before smirking in front of you.

-He bites his glove off his hand making you gasp inherently, before inserting two fingers inside your wet slit.

-Then he gives your inner thighs a lot of pepper kisses, marking them with hickeys while licking them as he quickly gets closer to your soaked pussy. 

-"Oh look at that, you're so needy.."

-He licked some of the juice that was dripping from your slit, proceeding to insert his tongue inside.

-You bite your lower lip when his other hand rubs your clit in circulation while he's fisting his two fingers inside your pussy, it's getting warmer eventually.

-He's holding into your thighs for support to delve his tongue deep that it touched your vaginal opening.

-"O-Oohh... Yes! Yes, right there.." You hold into his cylinder as he begins to eat you out at the semi-fast pace

-Hearing Ludwig hum sinfully while he's tasting you with his finger rubbing your clit, you're already far from gone.

-You held his crank out of instinct and your other hand caressed his brass horn while it felt hotter, making his tongue thrust your insides. 

-He gripped your thighs harder that he fucks you this hard with a tongue.

-This phonograph couldn't get enough of the taste, it's pure sweet as he had his dessert.

-Him hearing you sing for him is enough to give him warmth reassuring that he is making you feel good.

-You thought he was endearing like this, it's like he hasn't eaten for days that he could find a way to satisfy you like this.

-He's experienced with his hands and tongue to work inside your pussy, as it's like he worked for his hands out not just for playing piano.

-It seems that he had many ideas under his sleeves when pleasure is involved as if that's how massive egotistical he can be to put his pride in this, yet there's still the loving side that he channels into 

-The climax gets close that you can't get enough of it, along with you squeezing his crank that you're going to ignite

-You give him intense eye contact with your lidded eyes are getting drowsy.

-"A-Aahhh~! Ludwig! I'm going to Fuck~!" You squirmed louder 

-Afterwards, you've reached into your release, and your body leans into the wall while you watch Ludwig lick his lips as well with some of the remaining juices from his fingers.

-He licks his lips before standing up to look down at you

-Ludwig stared at the ceiling for a moment, meanwhile, you're still recollecting your senses from the orgasm.

-It's like Ludwig is coming up with something that can spice up compared to some of the first intercourses between you and him that he's going to do.

-Right when you're about to speak to break the silence, he moved his head down over you.

-"Sit up, my dear.." His red eyes glare down at you

-You just did what he told you to do, that stare is so mesmerizing.

-Your legs are already quivering from the orgasm, you've done what you were told by his order, and he pulled his cock from his pants.

-His cock smacked right into your cheek following up with him smudging the tip into your face with pre-cum on it, he scoffed derisively 

-Ludwig positioned his dick into your mouth, the tip is at your lower lips and the pre-cum is smudging over it.

-Your eyes open wide from surprise, how come you can't picture him being a little too kinky just by the looks of it?

-He grabbed your chin, his lips curled up with glee.

-"Open your mouth wide, my darling~" The playful tone of his voice just couldn't stop your body from quivering so much that despite maintaining that deep tone, you are already blown up from it.

-You're amazed by how far he can pull this off every time with the tease, you swallowed the tip where your tongue is dipping into the pre-cum.

-Moving your head closer to his cock, you couldn't keep up with your composure compared to the last BJ you had both done.

-You keep ignoring the sweaty odor from his genitalia that you attempt to put up with the last orgasm, you struggle to move your head despite it being slow.

-Making you swallow into his tip, hearing that delicious sound from him before licking on it at the same time.

-You massaged his balls each by each, that you wouldn't stop teasing his dick. Cleaning up his precum as a whole.

-Ludwig grunts impatiently, tugging your hair harder than the last time that he began moving his hips faster.

-By the sudden, you held his upper thighs that he kept on penetrating your mouth without a break.

-He is breathing heavily from the heaviness of his forehead while he is at the edge, that desperation has gotten into his body without a thought.

-"My dear, I haven't seen this side of yours...How long have you been craving for this to happen?" He cooed as he stroked your hair.

-"You're enjoying yourself?~" He chuckles deeply, now that signature smirk that's been in your mind ever since you first meet him has pushed you over the edge 

-You almost gagged twice that he started pounding your mouth carefully.

-Temptation had been running around his mind have finally been made up with the sessions that the two of you will have together.

-He suddenly takes off his dick from your mouth, with the saliva dripping into the floor.

-"I got a better idea in mind." He purred softly, squeezing your asscheek from his free hand to add more to the fun torture.

-Your eyes are getting teary from the amount you almost choked into his penis, your gag reflex isn't perfect but you're willing to try.

-He holds you against the wall and carries your legs up so that you're looking down in the way he holds you close.

-Ludwig rubbed your pussy with his tip as you winced from the sensitivity already, you wanted him so bad.

-You flushed with his eyes looking down on you, how can he be irresistible in this state?

-"Aw, you're so cute when you blush like that.." He bites over your shoulder to mark over you.

-You're easily stimulated whenever it comes to this after your pussy is lubed up from before, he held your legs up after he slammed his dick inside.

-You cried out that your eyes flinches while he was giving you kisses on your cheek and the other was caressing your neck.

-"Mmm~ You better keep doing that, my beloved" 

-The two of you needed each other's company, even if this is out of the heat on Ludwig's part but something speaks out from him every time he does this with you.

-Not only did he grow more comfortable with you but he did think of something that he had lacked which destroyed his honesty towards music.

-It's true that the intense infatuation that he has with you, the strong devotion that he is willing to take has a lot to offer on this scenery.

-How aroused Ludwig looks like during this aside the way aside from his strong anticipation that he knows what he can get with or without effort.

-"You're very doting, it's no surprise why I wanted to spoil you.." He gripped your thighs tight.

-He kissed your cheek, while he is moving your legs with his other one

-That half-opened eyes of his is already turning your stomach, but you can't deny that it's making your brain circuits

-The sweat drops over your head are dripping into the shoulder as you moan lusciously.

-He bites your flushed ear, making it more sensitive than it already.

-"You're perfect, so delightful! How can someone be so admiring!" He picks up on his speed so that you can feel your insides being mushy from the penetration.

-"L-Ludwig! I-" 

-"I felt a connection with you, I can't stop thinking about you!" He holds you closer, even in this state. He couldn't stop showing his appreciation for you.

-The more you hear him whine, the more sappy this gets between you and him.

-"Am I that important..?" You breathed shakily from the pleasure, saliva dripping from the corner of your lips.

-"Yes, my dear. " He kissed your lips passionately as he hits your g-spot leaving so much shiver in your body 

-The faint sound of you moaning when he repeatedly hit that spot more than twice, you're shunned away from his skills.

-You both pulled up from the kiss as the two of you wouldn't stop with the lewd sounds together, as you're about to reach the climax.

-"Nnggh~! I'm getting close, my darling, it's right there- Aahh~!" Ludwig groaned vocally, while he is pressing your g-spot.

-Right after he got deeper inside of you before he cums, you devolved into the pleasure that your vision faded to black.

-You both are breathing shakily that after the release, he's just staring at you where he is still inside of you feeling his dick's warmth.

-There's a lot of cum dripping from your cunt during the orgasm before he pulls his limp dick out as he carries you in a bridal style.

-"I think it's time for bath time, my dear.." He looks over your face, and he fixes your hair a little bit.

-You are speechless that you only stare at his calming gaze, it's so mesmerizing could pull you close into a pianist can be something else.

-The atmosphere where you are sitting on the tiled floor while he is rubbing your back with soap, the cozy melody from his horn to ease your tension is a plus.

-Ludwig hums along with the light piano keys. He couldn't stop worshipping your body and kissed your upper back.

-He grabbed the shower head and pour it over your back as you were already finished getting cleaned.

-You looked back at him, and he give you the same alluring gaze.

-"Did I go too far, my dear?" He stands up to reach into the towel.

-"No, of course not." You moved your leg to the side to fix your sitting position.

-"Thank goodness, it's just I haven't had something like this with someone.." He gives you a towel to cover your body.

-"Being in a relationship you say?" You raise your eyebrow.

-Ludwig nodded as he kneels to you and holds your hand.

-"I thought that love would only come from my music, but then I met you.."

-"I'm like a fish in love with a bird wishing I could fly." He adds before kissing your arm as you laugh wholeheartedly.

-At the moment between you and Ludwig, has gotten blissful that you wouldn't deny that he has that adoration towards you. 

-The surroundings between the two of you felt passionate that a melancholic melody is somewhere in between.

-You landed your lips on him as if it was just a peck that quickly become enthralling, Ludwig's bare hands can't stop caressing your cheeks.

-You pull back after about 2 minutes, and it melts to see him worship you every time.

-"Will you be there for me?"

-"I'll always be here for you, my dear" You cooed wholeheartedly.

-The gramophone looks like he's about to explode from happiness, just by hearing that. How overdramatic he can be to you.

-Ludwig smiles gently with his fingers dipping into yours "Wanna drink tea with me before bedtime?" He tilted his head to the side.

-"I'd love to! Let's get dressed first then.."

[dermac1]

Seasonal Skin Care Tips

Seasonal Skin Care Tips

It's important to take care of your skin, and knowing how to modify your skincare regimen for the different seasons will help you keep your skin looking and feeling great. At the Best Skin Clinic in Model Town, New Delhi, we think that general wellbeing, which includes skincare, is just as important to overall health treatment. You will find seasonal skincare recommendations in this post to assist you in modifying your routine all year long.

The Value of Changing Seasons in Skincare

The way our skin response is greatly influenced by our surroundings. Skin health can be impacted by variations in temperature, humidity, and exposure to external factors. You can address unique issues your skin may encounter and maintain the best-looking skin all year round by modifying your skincare routine based on the season.

Tips for Spring Skincare

The weather gets warmer and more humid as winter ends and spring arrives. But this time of year might also bring allergies that could damage your skin. Here are some skin care suggestions for spring:

1. Put Water Into Your Skin:

Because of the increased exposure to wind and sun in warmer weather, your skin may lose moisture. For dewy, hydrated skin, use a light moisturiser with moisturising elements like glycerin or hyaluronic acid.

2. Deal with Allergies:

Irritation or dry patches may result from spring allergies. To relieve sensitive areas, think about applying a light moisturiser without any scent. Use of a hydration booster can help relieve the drying out of your skin that occurs when antihistamines are taken for allergies.

3. Consistently exfoliate:

Exfoliation becomes crucial as winter gives way to spring in order to get rid of dead skin cells that have accumulated. To see brighter skin, use a mild exfoliating scrub or chemical exfoliator (such as AHAs or BHAs) once or twice a week.

4. Sunscreen:

UV radiation can harm your skin even if summer hasn't arrived yet. Even on overcast days, reapply a broad-spectrum sunscreen with at least SPF 30 every day.

Summertime Beauty Advice

Heat and humidity throughout the summer can cause breakouts and greasy skin if they are not adequately controlled. Here are some skin care suggestions for summer:

1. Make the Move to Lighter Items:

Use lighter moisturisers or gel-based formulations that won't feel heavy on your skin throughout the summer months. If you have oily or acne-prone skin, look for products that are oil-free.

2. Maintain Hydration:

To keep your skin and body hydrated from the inside out, drink a lot of water. Include items high in water content in your diet, such as cucumbers and watermelon.

3. Use an exfoliator more often:

Clogged pores can result from summertime sweat and oil production. Regularly exfoliate your skin two to three times a week to maintain your pores clear and stop outbreaks.

4. Sunscreen Is Crucial

When spending time outside, especially if swimming or perspiring, reapply sunscreen every two hours. For further defence against environmental harm, think about applying a sunscreen that has additional antioxidants.

Tips for Fall Skincare

In the fall, it's crucial to modify your skincare routine as the temperature drops and the humidity decreases:

1. Boost the moisture content

As the air gets drier, go back to creamier lotions or creams that have higher moisture content. Seek for items that aid in the restoration of the skin barrier by including ceramides and fatty acids.

2. Fix Summertime Damage:

To help heal any sun damage and level out your skin tone, if you spend a lot of time in the sun during the summer, think about including products with vitamin C or retinol in your routine.

3. Keep Your Hydration Up:

As the temperature drops, use a humidifier indoors to counteract the dryness brought on by heating systems. Your skin will stay more moisturised as a result of this.

4. Light Cleaning:

As the summer heat fades, switch to a gentle cleanser that won't deplete your skin of its natural oils.

Wintertime Beauty Routines

Because of the low temperatures and drier indoor heating systems during the winter, winter is typically rough on the skin:

1. Thorough Hydration

During the winter, apply heavier creams or ointments that offer significant hydration. Aim for components such as hyaluronic acid, glycerin, and shea butter.

2. Steer clear of hot showers:

Even though taking long, hot showers in the winter may be enticing, hot water can dehydrate your skin. Instead, use lukewarm water, and take shorter showers.

3. Guard Your Skin:

Wear gloves or scarves over exposed skin when you go outside in chilly weather to avoid windburn and chapping.

4. Keep Applying Sunscreen:

UV rays can still harm your skin in winter, especially if you’re in snowy areas where sunlight reflects off the snow. Apply sunscreen daily even on cloudy days.

Common Skincare Routines for Every Season

It's critical to stick to a regular skincare regimen year-round:

Cleanse Twice a Day: In the morning and evening, use a mild cleanser appropriate for your skin type.

Every day, moisturise: Whether you have dry or oily skin, moisturising is crucial all year round.

Keep Yourself Hydrated: Sip lots of water all day long.

Healthy Diet: For general skin health, including fruits and vegetables high in antioxidants in your diet.

Frequent Check-ups: In addition to visiting Dermac Clinic for treatment, you should think about seeing a dermatologist on a frequent basis for individualised skincare recommendations.

In summary

Skincare procedures must be adjusted to account for seasonal variations in order to maintain healthy, glowing skin all year long. You can attain the best outcomes by being aware of how the changing seasons impact the requirements of your skin and making the necessary adjustments.

In Model Town, New Delhi, at Dermac Clinic, we think that overall health includes knowledge of skincare. Please get in touch if you have any inquiries about how diet impacts oral health and general well-being.

[gemothi]

Product Review - St. Ives Apricot AHA Exfoliating Toner

✨ Information ✨

Product Type - Toner

Specialization - Exfoliating

Skin Types - Combination

Key Ingredient - Apricot Extract

✨ Ratings ✨

Scent - 7.5

Effectiveness - 8

Price - 8

Packaging - 5

Cuteness - 2

Overall - 6.1

✨ Review ✨

When I bought this product, I was very excited. The St. Ives brand (especially anything apricot) has some sentimental value to me, so I was happy to buy this. For the amount you get, the price was very good. I immediately added this to my night routine and began using it.

For the first couple of weeks, this product was great. It smells super fruity, leaves your skin feeling incredibly clean, and tingles a bit after every use.

The problem that I encountered was that after a couple months, the tingle had transitioned into a burning sensation. Every time I used it, it got slightly worse, feeling like I had needles poking my face from every direction. I ended up trading this toner out for another one before finishing up the bottle. The stinging became too much for me to handle.

If I had to describe this product using one word, it would be OUCH! You get what you pay for with this one. Unfortunately, I will not be using this product again.

[wolint]

FRESH MANNA

SUDDENLY!

Acts 16:25-26

Suddenly! And it happened suddenly! This is when something happens quickly, without warning, or unexpectedly, out of the blue occurrence without transition from the previous state. A happening without previous notice or with very brief notice, coming unexpectedly, or without the common preparation, immediate, instantly, speedily, and the abrupt turn of events.

Suddenly! A eureka moment! The Aha moment! Whatever expression you use, we’re all waiting for some “suddenly”. We hunger for sudden moments daily, we may be waiting for a long time for something and are in expectation but when it does finally come, it may be a sudden moment.

I truly can’t imagine or say what Paul and Silas were expecting when they started praying but praising God always attracts blessings, especially joy for the honour of suffering for Christ’s sake.

Every time we spend spiritual energy and seed; we are guaranteed a “suddenly” in some ways because we never know when and how the answer will come.

Suddenly! There was a great earthquake—had the men known the Lord was going to use an earthquake, they may have asked for another miracle but by the earthquake, the bonds of the prisoners were loosened, showing symbolically, the nature of the Christian faith: that it shakes and terrifies the guilty, it proclaims deliverance to the captives, and the opening of the prison doors to them that are bound; and sets at liberty them that are bruised according to Luke 4:18-19.

Suddenly a great host of angels appeared around the shepherds at Jesus’ birth in Luke 2:13. Suddenly an angel appeared inside Jesus’ empty tomb in Matthew 28:2.

How long have you waited for your suddenly to happen? Be patient, it shall happen suddenly.

In Number 12:4, God suddenly spoke into Moses’s matter. He can speak into that situation you’re also facing suddenly. The sudden interference of God in our business shows our importance to God and His desire to meet our needs and answer our prayers.

Peter was asleep in his prison cell in Acts 12:5-12, while the saints were praying for him but suddenly, he received the answer to their prayer in the form of an angel.

All of God’s promises are suddenly, as He says in Isaiah 48:3, He gave His word and suddenly He’ll do them.

Some of us have been battling “Babylon” for a while and we are almost in despair because it seems like the battle will never be over, take heart, for according to Jeremiah 51:8, there will be a sudden downfall of every one of your foes.

Suddenly! The Lord will grant you divine revelation, and vision and your eyes will be open as the men on the way to Emmaus after encountering the Messiah in Luke 24:30.

Suddenly! The Lord can arrest and stop you from doing something terrible as He did with Paul on his way to do mischief in Acts 9:3.

You may be waiting for a sign or miracle from the Lord and are looking for tell-tale signs that it's about to occur, no sign necessarily heralds a sudden moment, as He did in 2 Kings 3:17, whatever you are waiting for will happen suddenly, unexpectedly, with no warning. Suddenly!

The Bible says that Jesus will suddenly return when no one expects it. Are you prepared, and ready because suddenly have no time frame?

PRAYER: Lord, you promised that my expectation will never be cut off, help me to always be expectant of a suddenly from you in Jesus’ name. Amen.

Shalom

Women of light international prayer ministries.

[approximately12lbs-of-ducks]

*grabby hands* Danny Jason QPR gimme

AHA I wasn’t gonna write a fic but I also keep thinking about this every day so maybe I will lol. Premise of the story is they both have poisoned ectoplasm (no way they both have poisoned ectoplasm).

Danny (17) escapes the GIW who had captured him and were experimenting on him. One of the experiments was injecting him with a poison that feeds off ectoplasm (unknowingly). Danny escapes and runs around for a bit before settling in Gotham because he figures that the Bats won’t stand for a random group like the GIW coming into Gotham and being their destructive and unsubtle selves. He encounters Jason a couple times and they can Sense Eachother, usual dpxdc stuff. Eventually Danny saves Jason in a fight cause this is Ghost King AU and Jason is kinda Danny’s subject, and Danny obsession (which is again standard ‘protection’ vibes) extends to him because of that, so when Jason is about to get hurt, Danny is compelled to save him. N e ways Danny and Jason start interacting and hanging out more and eventually it progresses into a QPR. The poison in Danny’s system keeps getting worse until he caves and lets the Bats treat him - something he held out against for a long time b/c of his paranoia and trauma around medical stuff thanks to the GIW. He gets better n returns to Amity but visits Gotham frequently to see his partner and new friends.

I have a lot of other stuff bouncing around in my head too lol, Danny has very complicated feelings about not wanting Jason to get hurt and not wanting to hurt him, especially related to his poisoning, which I go feral over (It’s a two way street Jason feels the same way). Also have a whole subplot with Constantine and Danny and them confiscating books or things that tell how to summon Danny so the GIW can’t get their hands on kt. Tucker comes in near the end. I have lots of thoughts about how stressed Danny would be not being able to get back to the Ghost Zone to manage his responsibilities as it’s ruler. Also lots of thoughts on both Jason and Danny’s backstories (DC stands for disregard canon). I have a lot of thoughts about it all and about Jason and Danny maybe I should just write a fic. If u want me to elaborate on anything just send an ask I can talk about this all day lol!

Oh also I have Jason as 19 and Danny turns 18 in the fic (which definitely isn’t hard for him or for his friends and family back home who he hasn’t been able to contact)

[adaodinson]

I didn´t call you babe, I was asking what it meant

It’s been a while since I posted a story, I apologize, I´ve been like crazy cause I’m starting college this year and well, I haven´t had time.

I finally watched Bill and Ted´s trilogy and of course I now adore them and have the biggest crush on Ted. I thought of this while rewatching the first movie today so here it is. In this story Lizzie and Joanna are saved by Rufus like in the movie, but they don´t stay with Bill an Ted (they can still be a part of the band though).

Summary: When the guys go to London in the XV century, they encounter someone else who needs a hand.

Relationship: Ted x femreader, Bill x platonic!femreader

Warnings: none.

Oh you did it this time, you certainly did it. There was no way you would get away from this execution. You were being dragged by the guards, not that you would try to fight them at this point, you knew it was hopeless, but you weren´t going to make it easy for them either.

The wooden door opened with a loud creak as the light from the outside blinded you. You could feel the change in the floor, from cold stone to dirt. You weren´t precisely scared, you were hoping you would get out of this just like the past times but now they took you by surprise, and unlike the others, you didn´t have an escape plan now.

You felt dozens of eyes on you, looking in disgust. Everyone here knew you at this point: the young girl with the weird accent that had no family and only knew how to steal. It was partially true, but of course there was more to you. You didn´t bother trying to change their minds about you anymore, though.

-Aha! I encounter you again- yelled the king from his seat. You rolled your eyes at him and at the look of victory in his eyes. You really didn´t want to give him the satisfaction of killing you, and you didn´t want to die either.

As the guards settled you in place, you realized they were dragging two weird looking guys and tying them up next to you. They had clothes you had never seen before, and they looked funnily scared. The blonde one had a kind aura, he seemed sweet, and the dark haired one, as foolish as he looked, you had to admit was rather handsome. Well, you were clearly lying to yourself, he was beautiful.

-First time here, boys?- You asked with a giggle, still refusing to believe you were going to die.

-You’ve been in this situation before? Are you a ghost?- they asked at the same time.

-I’ve indeed been in this situation before, but I can guarantee I´m not a ghost- you stated.

-Well, how did you get out? We could use some help ya know, babe- The dark haired said with a cute and confused look in his eyes. You flinched at the nickname, you certainly hadn´t heard that before and didn´t know what to think about it.

-Babe?- you asked.

-Yeah?- The same guy asked, waiting for you to say something else. His expression suddenly changed as if he had realized something- Wait, did you just call ME babe?- You swore he was blushing.

-No, I was asking you what it meant…ARGH- you were interrupted by the burning sensation of rope around your neck. They were putting you all in position for the execution.

Behind you, you heard a man screaming nonsense “They fell from the sky!!” “This devilish red box!!”. He was being carried by a cart and was hugging the weirdest thing you had ever seen.

-This is it. Lord, I can´t believe this- You were getting ready to face your destiny when you noticed there where only two executioners. Before you could even realize what was happening, the executioners cut the ropes that were holding you.

-Billy! Socrates!- The guys yelled while hugging the men. You then felt a hand on your shoulder and quickly turned, ready to punch who you thought was a guard.

-DON´T- The cute boy said while covering his face.

-Come on, babe! Come with us, we can get you out of here- You didn’t even stop to think about it, you just jumped to the cart and screamed your way through the town. You were speeding up more and more, and you were not feeling ready to die again, so as you passed a bridge, you managed to grab a rope that was tight to a wooden structure and pulled so it would block your persecutor´s way.

-WOW That was excellent! - both boys said at the same time and then did a strange movement with their hands in the air while shacking their heads happily. They were definitely the weirdest people you had ever met, but you liked that.

As you reached the woods, the guys hurried all of you to get into the red rectangle. You saw the blonde guy going through a book and pressing some metallic thingies.

-Oh I´m Ted by the way, and that is Bill, Socrates and Billy- Ted said while pointing at each of them. You blushed at his attention.

-I´m Y/N- you said with a worried smile since the guards were getting closer.

-Y/N- Ted repeated proudly- Beautiful name for a beautiful lady- That made you blush even more, especially since you were pretty close to him because of the small space inside the red rectangle.

Suddenly all your surrounding changed and you could only see what seemed like infinite. You closed your eyes while screaming and hang on to the shirt of whoever was next to you. Spoiler alert, it was Ted. He didn’t even scream through the time tunnels since he was too busy looking at you.

The red thing finally stopped and Bill asked you to stay inside. You didn´t see much of what happened out there, you just heard Bill and Ted say: “Be excellent to each other, and party on, dudes!”. You didn´t know what that meant, but they said it with such conviction you assumed they were wise words.

After the guys returned, you made more travels to who knows where and then finally arrived to what Bill and Ted called home. You saw Ted´s house and your head was now hurting with questions, but you understood Ted and Bill needed your help so you would ask everything after that.

They took you to a place called The Mall. It was huge and filled with people. You were looked at weirdly, but to you, the weird ones were all of them. Bill explained what The Mall was and Ted never left your side, he was at the end of the line, guarding all your new friends, but always made sure you were feeling safe.

They gave you a Slursy? Slusfy? Oh whatever, it was the most delicious thing you had ever tried, and Ted smiled so widely just by seeing how happy you were with it. He mentioned they would have to go get another historical figure that they had brought before, and you didn´t want to be without them so you asked if you could go with them. They agreed happily.

You then met Deacon, Ted´s little brother, and before you knew you were at a place called a water park? You didn´t understand so Ted took you to take a look and explain while Bill went looking for Napoleon. You got lost in Ted´s explanation by looking into his eyes, and he realized you weren´t paying attention. He thought you were making fun of him in your head or that you thought he was an idiot. But what you blurted out (according to you, you said it in your head, apparently you didn´t) made him see that wasn´t at all what you were thinking.

-How can you be so cute and pretty?- The question was out before you could even think. You turned a bright red and looked at the floor, but Ted softly grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

-You really think that, Y/N?- His eyes were filled with so much joy, hope and a beautiful spark that you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him.

-Well, yes, of course I do. I mean, you literally saved me and…- You weren´t allowed to finish, a pair of soft lips in yours interrupted you midsentence, but of course you didn´t care. You tasted and enjoyed every bit of it, just like Ted did.

-Okay guys, I found him… WOAH- Bill was carrying a man covered in a towel and was smirking at you both.

-DUDE- Ted said looking happier than you had ever seen him (and that was a lot to say).

-Awesome!- They both said and did what you now knew was an air guitar movement.

You headed back to the Mall and soon realized your historical friends had been taken to prison by Ted’s father. You didn’t really understand what was going on, everything was new for you and Bill had to drag you as you stood astonished looking at a bicycle (not to mention how many questions you asked about the car). The guys decided it would be best if you stayed with Missy and Napoleon in the car, Ted specified he didn’t want you to get hurt.

Missy asked you tons of questions and answered yours. She was really nice, and even though Napoleon was weird, he was really funny (because he didn’t understand anything).

Finally Bill and Ted returned with the others and you headed back to the Mall.

You weren’t a historical figure, so you got to watch the guy’s complete presentation from behind the stage and to clap like crazy when they finished. Ted had gotten you some clothes when you returned to the Mall, and you were the most comfortable you had ever been.

You decided to stay with them, but you did accompany the guys to leave the historical figures at their times, they ended up being your friends after all.

When you returned, Ted wanted to offer you to stay in his house, but he knew his dad wouldn´t allow it, so you stayed with Bill instead. You saw Ted all the time though, and when they discovered that you could sing they immediately asked you to join their band and be the lead singer. You couldn´t say no to Ted´s beautiful face, so you agreed, and of course their love for music was contagious and you were loving every new song they showed you. Rufus then confirmed you were a part of the band in the future, and so, that´s how your life in a different time began, and you couldn´t love it more.

[insurrection-if]

Hello Rosita! Could you tell me about Bones power? the drawbacks? See, not simping too much!

~ヾ(・ω・) Aha, hello! I must say from my own experiences as a simp, the restraint is admirable, haha! (´∀｀) And, wow, this post became so long without my notice! Elov is a unique case with his gift being as multi-faceted as it is. Well, any gift has the potential to spread across as many domains as his (though mixing between Gifted bloodlines certainly helps), but nonetheless . . .

Bone's Gift is essentially the mythos of a Draugr.

Gifts bear the potential to evolve, and Bones had not yet unlocked the full capabilities that lie dormant in within his soul. That said, his gift has developed quite a bit since his last encounter with the MC.

In those days, the cornerstone of his powers had been, and continues to be, his inducement of insanity in living beings within a certain range. Personalized delusions, violence, bloodlust . . . such are the effects he can produce by proximity alone. This aura has reduced in volatility with age, experience, and self-discipline, but his grasp on its containment weakens with the rise of his rage or jealousy; hence his desire for stoicism in the present, haha!（ ´∀｀）

Bones has learned to concentrate this ability into more focused areas and individualized targets, thus reducing the causalities that follow its use. A common 'delusion' he has learned to employ as well, even outside the range of his madness, has been the perceived 'darkening' of one's surroundings - almost as if he has summoned night around them. It helps to disorient his targets, or it may aid him in avoiding a fight through stealth alone.

In childhood, Elov had a knack for sensing (or 'foresight' towards) grim outcomes which has flourished to become vague, messy, and sporadic glimpses into future tragic or violent occurrences. With time, he bears the potential for murky prophetic visions into the future. The mind-tearing headaches inspire rather sour moods for him though. (~_~;)

Bones also possesses an uncanny strength, even in his scrawny youth, yet not to an astounding or entirely suspicious degree. His durability against commonly lethal weapons and attacks is unnatural (and far more noticeable) as well, though that is not to say he cannot be physically taken down with enough force, consistency, and brutality. Iron will be particularly helpful in a fight against him. His weight also seems to change based on temperament but normally not beyond a five pound difference.

Considering the 'undead' and revenge-driven nature of the draugr, well, that's a conversation to be had with the MC at a future time. I'll simply say that Elov exponentialized his gifted mastery following a horrific event in his past; one followed by physiological changes. Grey skin, still blood, shifting red irises (or so the MC sees), and more alterations have been afflictions from his gift that he cannot undo or control. Further transformations, temporary and permanent, may be seen as well in-game. These physiological changes have been especially disturbing for Elov as they further dehumanize his sense of self.

Bones has ever-so-vaguely begun to tap into his potential for dream infestation, and pestilence has arisen by 'happy-and-overlooked' accident in extreme circumstance (thus remaining unassociated with his gift in his mind). Shape-shifting has yet to be realized at all, a similar case to curses and bad luck. Weather alteration is no more than a vague 'coincidence' in only the most forceful exertions of his gift, and intangibility either as wisps and smoke or a being sinking within the surface is not even imaginable to him (though wisps may cling to him if he loses more control over his consciousness / sanity while using his gift). And, finally, size alteration remains solely within the realms of Boar and Scales.

Though his potential could (hypothetically) expand into all these domains, no Gifted in history has every fully realized their latent powers. For Bones especially, the experiences that would have to occur to spark his further evolution would not be easily undertaken, demanding extensive suffering and sacrifice, simply due to the inherent nature / origin of his gift. (｡•́︿•̀｡)

. . . Oh, and one final drawback: Elov was notorious for bearing a foul stench as a child, both due to his lifestyle habits and an innate side-effect of his gift. The MC would have been the sole individual in their community to bear an immunity Elov's odor due to the absolute override his 'scented blood'. Bones dons a generous amount of deodorant and cologne in human company, though his unnatural stench has eased to a tolerable level outside the use of his gift. Really, most Gifted don't take any notice but it's still a sore (self-conscious) spot with him, haha!

Thank you for the ask! （＾ω＾）

[au-eldritchfell]

As you can see, some of the cuts in this page weren’t really made in the best of places. Full transcript can be found below the cut, but for easier references the divided words are ‘*A war broke out between the two races’ and ‘*Toriel smiles reassuringly.’ 

Mirrors at Deviantart, Comicfury, Tapas, and Webtoons, which don’t cut in the same way as Tumblr, will be linked to in the reblogs. Thank you for your patience. 

Also from here on out, I do not have much buffer prepared, and these episodes can get quite long-- not to mention, this is not my only comic. I intend to update on every 1st and 15th assuming I do have a page, tho. 

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Toriel places a hand wreathed in violet flame upon the human’s head. Surprisingly, it does not burn em, it only feels warm.

“*Most magic is not equipped to heal physical wounds, but mine should ease the pain,” Toriel explains. When the human does not respond, she only gives a patient smile, and says “*Aha, I see you are not one for talking…”

She takes his hand, leading em down their hallway.

Despite their name and emptiness, these Ruins halls seem brighter and friendlier. Especially in contrast to those first few rooms. The human’s heartrate is still elevated from eir encounter with those horrible vines… but with this woman’s company, as she rambles on about puzzles and history, she begins to relax.

And silently, the narrator follows and observes.

The medium switches to a series of simple chalk drawings, to illustrate Toriel’s narration.

“*A long time ago, two races ruled over earth, humans and monsters. A war broke out between the two races, ending in the monsters being sealed Underground. Though saddened we could not see the stars again, we still found ways to live good lives… Until strange creatures from an unknown place entered the Underground and attacked. We call these creatures ‘eldritch’.”

Pan out from the last chalkboard, revealing Toriel is standing in front of it, gesturing with a piece of chalk.

“*Between the evil intentions of the eldritch, and the new distress of the monsters, you may come to be harmed,” she states, “but never fear.”

A violet fireball appears, cupped in her palm.

“*Learning to dodge will grant me time to come to your aid and help defuse the situation. Now then…”

She smiles, as flames leak from her hands.

“*What would you say to a review?”

The human grips her stick tightly. Lit by the purple flames, ey appear a little nervous.

*Toriel smiles reassuringly.

A red heart appears at the very bottom, surrounded by four options-- Fight, Act, Item, and Mercy.

End ID

[itsclydebitches]

:)))) So I've started playing the witcher again AND AHA i Have more complaints, doing some main quests cause there's nothing else rly to do now, and yen has just comfirmed that she also has amnesia for a short time, ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? This whole time, including literally the line before she said that, she's been belittling and mocking and just acting like she didn't believe Geralt about his amnesia/ THAT HIS ACTIONS WERE DUE TO HIS AMNESIA???? so.,,, she's rly just such a bitch lfmao I can't with this woman, She is a grown ass adult and she's being petty and cruel over something this man can't be entirely blamed for. Also asked why she didn't come look for geralt, as she only had her memory loss for a short time due to the mages helping her, she just assumed that geralt would look for her... she just assumed he was fine and- I can't stand her. I AM GONNA SPEED PAST HER SHIT AND GO FUCK AROUND SOME MORE HOLY SHIT shes insufferable

YOU'RE BACK, ANON, HI :D

All of this though. My knowledge of the Witcher story was so spotty when I first played that it took me a while to really piece everything together. (Helped immensely by playing through the first two games. Imagine that lol.) So when it fully hit home that 1. Yennefer also had amnesia, 2. She had been ignorantly pursuing another witcher just like Geralt pursued another sorceress (if we ignore the fact that Triss was actively going after him), 3. She recovered her memory way faster and did nothing to find/help Geralt, 4. She only sought him out after she'd tried to find Ciri herself and failed, AKA I'll look for you now that I need you for something, and finally 5. All of this came about because the Wild Hunt kidnapped Yennefer and Geralt TRADED HIMSELF FOR HER... I'm just, like, livid on his behalf lol. I mean damn, Geralt has his own list of flaws and you can absolutely play him as a dick, but in terms of the events we have no control over—their "real" characterization in the games—it really is a night and day difference between them. At least for me. Yeah, Yennefer is a grown-ass woman who spends the majority of the time being petty, hypocritical, or downright cruel. Does she have moments of compassion, wit, humor, etc.? Of course! Are they enough to outweigh everything else and make me like her though? Still nope...

I'm deep into my second playthrough and I'm like you, anon: I've been avoiding her parts as much as possible lol. I actually just went to Skellige because I need Yen for a secondary quest and I became frustrated by how heavy-handed their supposed chemistry is. You don't get a choice about whether Geralt greets her with a "You look beautiful" during a funeral, it just happens. The majority of the options from then on are some version of innuendo and when you pick the neutral route (that's thankfully there) Yen still turns it into a 'Remember the last time we were at a ball and had sex ;)' conversation, more innuendo about reading minds with the "I don't like that" option becoming more flirting about secrets... Even back before you've even found her it's all about her unique scent, the unicorn, how everyone recognizes you from the love ballads... it doesn't feel like they have a relationship to me. It's all just sex and how hot they both are. Compare that to literally anyone else in the game—yes, including Triss—and it just highlights how unnatural it feels. I mean, it's not going to feel unnatural to a player who already adores the relationship, but if you haven't bought into it yet... the game does incredibly little to sell them liking each other outside of the booty calls. I have no desire to romance Triss either, but at least with her I get conversations about the world, her interests, and our relationship outside of the physical. Yen seems to have three modes: we're having sex now, I hate you now, or we're looking for Ciri. It really doesn't make for an engaging romance imo. Especially in a game as choice-based as Witcher, you really can't get by on just "Well, they're canonical, so..."

In other news, I'm on the Blood and Broken Bones difficulty because I have every intention of platinuming this thing. I also added a couple of mods to even out aspects of the gameplay that previously bugged me. This included an "always full exp" mod because it sucked putting off a quest for a while, going back when you were a higher level, and getting literally 2exp for the same work. Except... then I leveled too quickly and all the mobs were super easy and I didn't want to "cheat" lol. So I got rid of the exp mod, added the AMAZING random encounters mod, cranked that difficulty up, and am now constantly besieged by mobs of my level or higher whenever I try to do... anything. It's great fun. Makes the world feel far more dangerous and you can earn a little extra coin by taking on bounties. I hope to make all the grandmaster witcher gear this time, so I'm gonna need all the coin I can get...

Do you plan to get the DLCs when you're done? I'm so eager to replay Blood and Wine again!

[emiefaunwrites]

Not sure if this would cause angst or just some funny shenanigans, but I’m curious…

Has Taka and Leon ever been on a date that just… went horribly wrong?

Heyyy!!

So yes. Yes there is one particular date that I can think of that went horribly wrong. And I think it's about time that a certain member of Leon's family turns up at this point...

So just before I continue, I want to clarify my opinion on Kanon. I don't know all that much about her, but the things that are BEYOND obvious is that she is young and that she is obsessed with her older cousin Leon. Obsessed to the point of stalking, manipulative behaviour and attempted assault.

Now as someone who has, unforunately, had an obsession with an ex of mine, I know how difficult it is to shake those feelings. They make you act in ridiculous ways and turn you into a person that you honestly are not. Thankfully I never hurt anyone physically nor did I stalk, but I was manipulative and controlling and became a person I am ashamed to remember today. And once that obsession fades (which it thankfully did for me), the guilt and the embarrassment is crippling and I live with it daily.

Now I'm not at all saying she is right in what she's doing - it's absolutely wrong. It is NOT an excuse to stalk, or harrass, or assault the 'object of your affection' in the slightest and I do not condone Kanon's behaviour or actions at all. But I would like to try and portray Kanon as a girl who cannot control her emotions and all the ways that it manifests - the two sides of obsession. I think it's important to show what obsession looks like as well as the affect it has on everyone around them - including the person they are obsessed with so if you aren't comfortable with obsessive behaviour or just with Kanon's character in general, please don't read this.

Okay. So enough on that. Here is the disaster date! Thank you for your ask and I hope you enjoy!!

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• Leon hasn't told Taka about his cousin, Kanon.

• It isn't really an easy topic to bring up - how your cousin is obsessed with you.

• It'a always made Leon uncomfortable and he's tried to rebuff the attention in many different ways.

• He tried telling her that cousins shouldn't date - but she ignored it.

• He tried to steer her towards boys her own age, suggesting he help hook her up with someone - but she was adamant the HE was the only one for her.

• He tried grossing her out, not washing for a few days before she visited - but she took no notice.

• Eventually, in his 'asshole' phase, he took drastic measures.

• After years of torment and feeling uncomfortable, he announced to her, in front of his 'friends', that she was ugly and he only liked 'sexy' girls.

• He would NEVER consider dating her, not unless she threw a pitch at 100km - something he knew would be impossible.

• And until that day, she wasn't to talk to him anymore.

• A part of him felt guilty - she's his cousin after all, and the last thing he wants is to hurt her.

• But he's tired of it all, and he's already under so much social pressure, and he pretty much hates himself anyway - so he stood his ground and shut her down.

• Since then, he's barely thought about her.

• But about eight months into his relationship with Taka, he encounters her again.

• Because what Leon doesn't know is Kanon's obsession has only grown stronger.

• And because she's been blocked from his social media, she's resorted to a fake profile to follow him.

• And she happens to know that Leon will be on a date with someone in the city.

• And not just anyone. A date with A BOY.

• And she can't deal with that so she oh so conveniently happened to have caught two trains and a bus just to be in there too.

• So Leon and Taka are sat in their favourite cafe, enjoying each other's company.

• When Leon sees a familiar face on the other side of the street. Heading this way.

• 'Oh fuck.'

• Taka's super confused as his boyfriend ducks down, covering his face with his jacket, looking intensely uncomfortable.

• 'Are you okay?'

• 'My cousin's here.'

• 'Your cousin?'

• Glancing out the window, Leon sees that Kanon is heading straight for the cafe and tries to shrink further down under the table.

• Why is she here?! What is he supposed to do?! And what about Taka?! What will she do to him?!

• The cafe door jingles open and he KNOWS it's her so he grabs the menu and tries to cover his face...

• Not knowing that Kanon knows JUST who to look for and bounds right over with a big smile.

• 'Hi Lee!!'

• He pries his face away from the menu, barely able to look her in the eye as he smiles uncomfortably.

• 'H-hey, Kanon...'

• 'I'm just meeting a friend and she's a BIG fan of yours and wanted to see if I could introduce you...'

• 'S-sure...'

• 'And she told me you'd be here today so I thought we'd meet here! She said you'd be on a date! So...where is she?'

• The mood has DEFINITELY changed now. The glint in her eye at the mention of date was one of jealousy.

• 'C'mon, Lee! I wanna meet the girl that stole your heart! I bet she's SUUUUUPER sexy, right?'

• Her words are like knives, sickly sweet and dangerous...

• But Taka reads the situation and chimes in.

• 'He's meeting her later. He wanted a pep talk first so asked me here before he meets her.'

• LIES! Kanon KNOWS that filthy boy is LYING and the glare she sends his way is completely opposite to the personality she's shown so far.

• But in a flash, she smiles back at Leon and slides into the seat next to him.

• 'Great! Let's hang out then, Lee! It's been wayyyy too long!'

• Taka REALLY isn't comfortable with what's happening.

• This girl, who must still be about 15, is pressed up far too much to her cousin - touching his arm VERY inappropriately and with her face FAR too close to be innocent.

• And Leon looks terrified - pressed right up against the window to try and be as far as possible but is quite obviously trapped.

• 'I think Leon needs a bit of space...'

• 'No this is how we ALWAYS are! We're SUPER close, aren't we Lee?'

• 'Leon doesn't look comfortable.'

• 'I said we're close. I don't need to listen to you.'

• 'I really think you should back off a bit.'

• 'And I think you should go to HELL!'

• Aha. Here we go. The act has dropped and there's a possessive, dangerous look in her eye as she snarls towards Taka.

• 'What do YOU know about my Lee?'

• 'He's not 'your Lee'...'

• 'YES HE IS! HE'S MINE! And YOU can't have him!'

• Leon looks absolutely powerless as Kanon crushes herself against him - begging Taka to help him with tearful eyes as he shrinks into himself in shame.

• Yeah. Enough is enough.

• Taka stands up and grabs Leon by the hand - using his entire strength to pull him (and therefore Kanon) out of the stall and towards the door.

• 'GET OFF MY LEE!'

• The girl goes crazy, punching and kicking Taka in an attempt to stop him until she's held back by other concerned patrons of the cafe.

• 'I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU FOR STEALING HIM! I HATE YOU!'

• Taka makes sure to push Leon out of the cafe before heading back abd he glares down at the girl in front of him.

• 'If you truly give a damn about Leon, then you will realise just what damage you've done today. You've humilated him in public, you have degraded him and you have shown a side to yourself that I'm sure you'll be ashamed of. Your feelings are obsessive and you need to get some help.'

• All the rage and emotion floods out of Kanon as she sees Leon sobbing outside, guilt and embarrassment taking over as she truly sees what she has become.

• Oh but Taka isn't done.

• With an ice cold looks, he offers one final warning.

• 'If you EVER pull this kind of shit again, I will not hesitate to involve the police. I don't care who you are or how young you are. I will NOT tolerate MY boyfriend being abused by anyone - especially his own family. So stay the fuck away from him.'

• Of course, the date is over so the rest of the day is spent comforting Leon in the solitude of Taka's dorm.

• Leon tells Taka everything right from the beginning and Taka vows to himself that he will keep Leon safe.

• And who knows? Maybe one day Kanon will realise what she's done and bridges can be built once again.

• But that's not for now.

• For now, Taka needs to remind this beautiful boy in his arms just how much he means to him in every single way he can.