#feel free to use this idea just @ me if you do something with this

[asterafroditis]

𐔌 . ⋮ 3 idiots in love .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

☓┆Ace Trappola x Deuce Spade x gn! reader

𓏵 1032 words

ᝰ.ᐟ 3rd Person POV, they/them pronouns used (once), fluff, polyfidelity!

first time writing 3 ppl together, hope I did well (-ω-；) feel free to like, reblog, or comment!

ᝰ.ᐟ masterlist

You were the ADeuce duo’s partner-in-crime; whenever they acted recklessly and caused trouble, you were always at the scene—whether reluctantly or not. It was practically a law of nature at this point. If Ace and Deuce were up to something dumb, you were either stopping them, helping them, or, more often than not, getting dragged into the chaos.

Which was exactly why you were currently seated in the Heartslabyul lounge, staring at them with mild suspicion as they fidgeted across from you.

Ace had his usual cocky smirk, but there was a nervous edge to it, like he was overcompensating. Deuce, on the other hand, looked like he was preparing for an intense training session with Vargas, sitting stiffly with his hands clenched into fists on his lap.

“Alright,” you said, folding your arms. “What did you two do this time?”

Ace scoffed, placing a hand on his chest as if you had deeply offended him. “Wow. Wow. Do you really think we’d drag you here just because we caused trouble?”

“Yes,” you and Deuce said at the same time.

Ace rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. Instead, he cleared his throat and exchanged a quick glance with Deuce—one that, unfortunately, did not go unnoticed by you.

You squinted at them. “Okay, seriously. What’s going on?”

Deuce straightened his back even more (which you didn’t think was physically possible), sucking in a deep breath like he was about to say something important. But just as he opened his mouth—

“Wait, wait, I’m supposed to go first!” Ace cut in, shooting him a glare.

“What?! No, we agreed that I would start!” Deuce shot back, looking scandalized.

Ace groaned. “Bro, rock-paper-scissors isn’t a legal contract!”

“It is when we both agreed to follow the outcome!”

You blinked. “What...?”

Ace turned back to you, suddenly looking just as tense as Deuce. “Okay, listen. Forget that. What I was trying to say is—”

“—That we both like you,” Deuce interrupted, crossing his arms with a determined nod.

Ace gasped dramatically. “Dude! You just ruined my build-up!”

“Why were you building it up?! We agreed to confess together!”

“Yeah, but in order!”

You stared at them, mouth slightly open, trying to process the absolute nonsense happening in front of you. “...What.”

Ace huffed, leaning back against the couch. “Okay, okay, let me explain before you think we’re total weirdos—”

“Too late,” you mumbled.

“—We both like you,” Ace continued, ignoring you. “Like, a lot. But since we both do, we figured it would be dumb to make you choose between us, and we didn’t wanna get into some tragic ‘best friends turned love rivals’ situation.”

Deuce nodded, looking serious. “So we came up with a plan to confess at the same time. That way, you don’t feel pressured, and we can just… you know, figure it out together if you like us back.”

You blinked again. “That’s... actually really sweet.”

Ace grinned. “Of course it is! It was my idea.”

Deuce glared. “We came up with it together.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ace waved him off before looking at you again, the teasing glint in his eyes softening. “But seriously. We like you. A lot. And if you’d rather just be friends, that’s totally cool. But if you do like us back, we’d be down to, y’know... try this whole thing together. The three of us.”

Deuce nodded, his face tinged pink. “You don’t have to answer right away, either! We just… wanted to be honest.”

You looked between them, your two idiot best friends who had somehow come up with the most convoluted yet oddly heartfelt confession plan ever. And despite their bickering, despite the messiness of it all—there was nothing but sincerity in their faces.

You exhaled a laugh, shaking your head. “You two are unbelievable.”

Ace smirked. “Yeah, but that’s why you like us, right?”

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest was impossible to ignore. "I mean… yeah," you admitted, crossing your arms. "You two are ridiculous, but I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t like you, too."

Ace’s smirk faltered for half a second before it returned, bigger and cockier than before. "Hah! Knew it. I told you, Deuce, they were totally into us."

Deuce’s face went completely red. "Wait—really? You’re not just messing with us?"

You raised a brow. "Why would I joke about this?"

"I don’t know, maybe because Ace does it all the time?"

Ace gasped, clutching his chest. "Wow. You wound me."

Deuce ignored him, turning his full attention back to you. His hands clenched at his sides, like he was still trying to process everything. "So… you actually like us. Like, both of us?"

You let out a laugh. "Yes, Deuce. I like both of you."

Deuce blinked, his face still burning, but there was something soft in his expression—something like relief. Ace, meanwhile, had leaned back, hands behind his head, but the tips of his ears were definitely pink.

"Okay, cool, cool. So, uh, what now?" Ace asked, clearly trying to play it cool but failing miserably.

You tilted your head, amused. "Shouldn’t you two have planned that part out, too?"

Deuce groaned. "I told you we should’ve thought ahead!"

"Yeah, well, I was too busy making sure we didn’t sound like total losers, which, by the way, you nearly ruined by blurting it out early," Ace shot back.

"You were taking too long!"

You laughed, cutting off their bickering before it escalated. "How about this? Let’s just… keep things the way they are for now. We don’t have to rush into anything. We can just figure it out together."

Ace and Deuce both paused, looking at you.

"...That’s actually a really good idea," Deuce admitted.

Ace smirked. "See? This is why we like you. You’re way smarter than us."

"Not a high bar to clear," you teased.

"Hey!"

Deuce chuckled, and for a moment, all three of you just sat there, basking in the ridiculousness of what had just happened. It wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t some grand, romantic moment. But it was yours—messy, chaotic, and kind of dumb, just like the three of you.

And honestly? You wouldn’t have it any other way.

[annoyinglilbro]

Prince brothers??? Hello???

Older brother who is poised and put together, level headed and excelling in his lessons, good with words and can talk himself out of almost any bind. Ofcourse hes good in combat too if it should come to that, but he rarely has to resort to that. He’s so smart and knows so much and is the kings favorite son.

Younger brother who is messy and always late, who would rather be outside and playing than doing this lessons, which he’s falling behind in. He’s rowdy and loud and short tempered and often finds himself running his mouth and getting into scuffs with low lifes in the kingdom. Messy hair and scrapes all over his body.

Big brother who constantly has to pull him from fights where’s Hes definitely outnumbered and going to lose. Big brother who adores his little brother and wants to keep him safe but he’s such a brat and always rolling his eyes or making faces while his big brother talks.

“I don’t need you taking care of me all the time! I can handle myself, golden boy. Fuck off.”

“Would you stop acting like a brat for five minutes? You were not winning that fight, they outsized and outnumbered you.”

“Oh my gods! I would’ve been fine! I train with the knights, i can handle a few jerks with no real training. Why are you here anyway? Don’t you have some fucking meeting or something to be at? Shouldn’t you be by daddy’s side as his shiny little prince?”

Little brother scoffs, shoving past his big brother only to be pulled back the collar of his shirt and pinned to the grimey, alley wall. His wrists are wrapped easily in one hand and pinned above his head.

“Let go! You big jerk!”

“Stop it! I’m just trying to look out for you!” Big brother who pressed his forehead to his little brothers, forcing eye contact. “Why are you always so difficult? Just listen!”

“Go away!! Just leave me alone!”

“I can’t! I’ve tried, and I can’t. You don’t even…you have no idea…how hard it is..”

The younger pauses his squirming, looking up at the other with confused eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

The older Prince sighs, closing his eyes and keeping his forehead pressed to the other, his free hand finding its way under his brothers button up and squeezing at this hip.

“There’s something wrong with me, I know it. But you’re all I think of. My pretty little brother, with all your quirks and bad habits, you consume me. The restraint it takes to not take you…and everyday it gets harder.”

Little prince who is frozen in confusion, the fingers squeezing his hip new and foreign. This is different. This isn’t like when they train in the corridor together, or even like any of their scuffles they’ve had in the past. It feels…different. Realization starts to dawn over him.

“Are you infatuated with your fucking brother? Are you serious? That’s…oh my gods hilarious! The perfect son, the smart one, the one everyone fucking adores!” He laughs when his brother moves back and stares at the floor, face red.

“Do you touch yourself to thoughts of me?”

“Every night.” Older brother leans down, and buries his face into the younger’s neck. “Will you indulge me, little brother? Let me know what you sound like, what you taste like? Atleast once, just for my fantasies.”

His brother always was good with words, and now he was using them to make his head spin.

“I…we probably…shouldn’t…”

“Nobody will know. It can be between us, like when we were kids and you snuck extra cookies into bed. Or that time I covered for you with that stray cat. I miss that, when you would come to your big brother for everything? When you clung to me so desperately? You used to follow me like a puppy, surely you wouldn’t start to bite now, would you? Would you deny me the one thing I’ve ever asked of you?”

“I…that’s not fair it’s not the same I-“ his words are caught in his throat when his brother bites into the flesh on his neck. He couldn’t stop the little whimper that fell from his lips, his wrists were starting to go sore in his brothers grip.

“Stop running from me. I want to get along again, don’t you want us to get along?”

The hand on his hip has dipped down and past the waistband of his trousers. His brothers fingers, his mouth, touching and tasting him in ways he never imagined. He sounds so desperate, truely pleading for his little brothers affections again.

“Big brother…please.”

[purpdrawsthings]

You'll Be Back Mr Puzzles MAP!

No this is actually real soahsodhsoshsi

Hihi everyone saw my last post hahahhhh I wasn't joking 💀

READ THE ENTIRETY OF THIS IF YOU WANT TO JOIN ‼️‼️‼️‼️

I don't want no nobody to not understand anything

Anyways, onto the details!

Wait, what's a MAP?

Ah.. I should explain that shouldn't I?

MAP stands for Multiple-Animator Project. It's basically a collaborative project made up of numerous animations by different creators!

You might have seen these before in the art fandom, if not, you're not a real artist /jk /nsrs /lh

Jokes aside, these projects tend to be fun for most creators and I'm hoping that this would bring some fun to the people joining :)

Is this begginer friendly?

Why yes it is! Regardless you're good at animation or not, you're welcome to join! Just... At least put some effort rather than being lazy?

Regardless, everyone is welcomed with open arms here! So don't be afraid ;)

What canvas size should I use?

1280x720 preferably! Just to make sure it doesn't take up too much of my data ;w;

But you can use any canvas size you'd want besides that! A box shape, or that weird YouTube short form... Nvm exclude that one but anyways, yeah any canvas size that you're comfortable with!

Is there a specific theme?

There's actually none! The map is supposed to just be a silly Mr puzzles map :3

This includes the setting and etc like- go crazy! Do a sad, fun, crazy, angry moment or something! Do what your imagination can make out of that song using Puzzles ^^

Is it okay if I can't remove my animating apps watermark?

It's completely fine if you can't remove it! Don't worry you're not the only broke one here ;)

Am I allowed to put my watermark?

Yes! You're incouraged to add in your watermark so people know it's your part!

Dw, if you don't have one them I'll just put your name while I'm editing the entire thing :)

Can I include my OCS or my Mr puzzles design?

Yes you can! You can also change your Puzzles aus whenever you'd like.

E.g my Showman Puzzles on part 1 and my Puzzles kinsona on part 2

It's just an example! If you're adding ocs, it's good! But the animation should primarily focused on Puzzles! He can interact with other characters but it's mostly just him. Oh and if you're wondering, it doesn't have to be SMG4 OCS :)

How many parts can I take?

Hey hey don't be greedy /hj

2 parts! I want everybody to take their chances and do some cool stuff :D

Where should I ask for parts or send submissions at?

In the discord server I made! The link will be at the end of the post. I know I just replied to some in this blog and they got their parts, I will NOT be accepting any ask parts OUTSIDE of the server.

The same goes with submissions/finished parts, please do send it in discord.

Why is this? This is because I want everything to be easier for me so I could manage stuff. I get frustrated very easily so yeah 😭

Is there a deadline?

Well uh- I'm not sure! But it's probably going to be planned on the June or July, somewhere in the middle of the year. Though I will be making sure nobody feels rushed for their sake

Have you ever host a MAP before?

Wait where tf did that one come from-

No I haven't unfortunately, this is my first one! I've always wanted to make a MAP because of how cool the idea itself is.

Now that that's done, here are the parts! As time progresses a and people enter, I'll fill them up :3

Intro : me

1. @e-v-e-l-l-e

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4. @lari-the-dragon

5. @rat-n-atty

6. @madhalo

7. @mrtophat518

8. @fenicearts420

9. @cosmicoreo9

10. @s0ck-1t

11. @niranutcake

12. @madhalo

13. Me

14. @alex-dolmatescu2-0

15. @libbytwq

16. @alex-dolmatescu2-0

17. @rr3d2y

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19. @niranutcake

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21. @messydoodlesyt

22. @messydoodlesyt

23. @icedbeverageenjoyer

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Outro : me

Last but not least.. Please do enter your submissions in the discord server below this sentence :D

You can post your part outside the server if you want but I'm only taking the ones submitted in the server itself :)

Andddd that's about all! You can ask questions here and in the server. Yeetus chat!

[comflexxed]

june felt his breath catch as hans’s words wrapped around him, the heaviness settling in his chest. he had always struggled with the idea of deserving — deserving love, deserving happiness, deserving someone as good as hans. but here they were, in this moment, and hans spoke with such certainty, such unwavering belief in their bond, that it was impossible not to feel it too.

he brought their joined hands up to his lips, brushing a kiss against hans’s knuckles. “you always do this,” he murmured, his voice quiet. “you always make me feel like there’s nothing in the world we can’t handle. like i could carry anything, as long as you’re with me.” june’s gaze dropped for a moment, tracing the curve of hans’s fingers entwined with his, before lifting again to meet his husband’s eyes. he shifted slightly, leaning closer, his free hand coming up to rest against hans’s cheek. his thumb brushed over his skin, slow and deliberate, as if committing every detail to memory.

june paused, his throat tightening as he fought to find the right words. “you’ve given me a life i never thought possible. to wake up beside you everyday, to build something beautiful with you. and i don’t just mean the garden, or the house. i mean us. i mean this—” he gestured faintly to the space between them, the connection they shared that felt almost tangible. “it’s because of you that it’s real.”

he leaned in then, their foreheads pressing together, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “i’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you know how much i love you.” june pulled back just enough to look hans in the eyes, his own filled with quiet determination. his lips curved into a soft smile as he added, “and as for protecting each other? that’s a promise i’ll keep for the rest of my life. because you’ve already given me the greatest gift i could ever ask for, hans. you.”

hans felt like they were encased in a bubble made of unbreakable glass, safe from all the chaos that surrounded them, unchanged even as the day faded on the horizon. seeing june so vulnerable, hearing his emotions in his voice as he spoke, sensing his closeness—it all filled hans with so much love, so much more life than he could fit in his body. it filled his soul, in a way that only true love could. 

his head tilted slightly as his eyes softened, transfixed by june’s presence. “perhaps it is easy, but not because everything is going smoothly,” he started, his voice reduced to a whisper with june being so near, “it is easy because i know we have each other. whatever challenge we have to face, there is no doubt about our love. your presence. that makes me feel calmer, because i know our decision will always center us.” 

just like they had planted these buds and seedlings, they had planted their feet firmly in this home too—their home—and hans knew they would both protect it no matter what. “you were always mine to protect, even then. my knight.” he wrapped his hand around june’s, keeping their hands between them as their foreheads pressed against each other in that feeling of wanting to be close in any way they could.

“we always protect each other. and we can always be vulnerable with each other,” he added with a small smile. “we have laughed, we have cried, we have loved. and we will do it forever.” 

if there was one thing hans was thankful for, it’s the certainty that he found in june. that feeling that he had found someone who would always be in his life forever made him never want to let go of june’s hand, his eyes holding all the love he had for his husband, never wavering. there’s a slight shake of his head as he corrected june’s statement, the words tugging on his heart as he spoke them, wanting june to know he meant every word. “you deserve all this, my love. i am merely giving you what you deserve.” 

[cloudinthesky444]

At this point, it’s clear that Sauron is in love with Galadriel, and he knows it’s not one-sided. In the show, the feelings and interactions between the protagonists (specifically Sauron and Galadriel) are portrayed metaphorically, and it’s obvious that the directors do this on purpose to avoid angering the lorebros who seem to get upset at the idea of shipping Sauron and Galadriel and call the show an insult to Tolkien 😱😱

But anyway, that’s not what I wanted to talk about. When you watch the show and see the interactions between Sauron and Galadriel, you find yourself wondering, in the midst of all this chaos, why it seems to work so well and yet always ends up falling apart. If it’s not Sauron who ruins it, then it’s Galadriel. You know what I mean? The answer is that they attract and repel each other, and if there weren’t so many feelings and suppressed anger involved—stemming not just from past events in their lives (like Galadriel’s grief over her brother’s death or Adar’s betrayal of Sauron, which we know truly hurt him)—these past emotions mixed with their current ones create a brutal phenomenon of confusion. On one hand, Sauron doesn’t understand why Galadriel constantly rejects him. He says things like, “I see you; I know what you desire,” because he does know—but he doesn’t get why, despite their similarities, Galadriel keeps pushing him away. In the show, this is framed as a logical decision, with Galadriel rejecting him because Sauron sees her as a mere tool. And yes, in part, that’s true, but it’s also not the whole story. For me, the Sauron in the show and his desire to “use” Galadriel comes from the same trust and companionship I explained in a previous post. Sauron’s thought process about Galadriel is: “Nothing is free. You used me to achieve your redemption, so why can’t I use you now?” This extremist mindset, combined with his attachment and devotion to Galadriel, ends up manifesting in a VERY toxic way. And yes, maybe Sauron manipulates Galadriel and always feels the need to do so, but unlike his other victims, he shows a “human” side with her. Most of the times he acts passive or even affectionate in Season 2, it’s because he wants something. He can’t help but associate his surroundings with Galadriel and with people in general—he doesn’t like being touched, and when he does it voluntarily, you can tell how fake it is and that he’s only doing it because it’s the most convenient moment. This behavior, in my interpretation, breaks with Galadriel. With her, he lets his guard down, which we see in the fight scene where Galadriel attacks him, and he looks genuinely surprised (I even made a meme of that scene, LOL).

Then he tells her, “My desire is not to harm you,” and he’s right—he doesn’t want to hurt Galadriel. He dodges her blows for a long time, and that’s not like him. He’s usually ruthless and enjoys killing his victims when they least expect it 💩🙏🏼

Anyway, he dodged Galadriel’s strikes and turned a deaf ear until she brought up a topic she should’ve never touched: Sauron’s feelings. And well, that wasn’t a good idea, because her rejection drove the man back into satanism 💀

In the end, something they both share is self-deception. This self-deception is very persistent in Sauron and opportunistically manifests in Galadriel. But unlike him, she eventually accepts the consequences of her decisions, while Sauron doesn’t care at all.This same self-deception is what’s leading young Galadriel to ruin. Her inability to acknowledge the feelings and desires she once had for Halbrand surfaced when she realized he was Sauron, mixing with past emotions and events (her brother’s death and her hatred for Sauron). These two things combined altered Galadriel’s mental state, leaving her just as affected as Sauron and, as a result, expressing her hatred by trying to impale him with a sword. The reason for this? She no longer saw Halbrand in him. To her, he was now a completely different person in both body and soul. That’s why she doesn’t hesitate to attack him.

This shocks Sauron because he believes she still sees him the same way, but she doesn’t. He’s like, “Why did you do that, bestie? It’s me!!” This stops briefly when she sees an image of Halbrand. She immediately calms down, lowers her sword, and becomes passive—but then realizes the truth and attacks him again.

And well, you know, it’s sad.

The two are so similar, but they can’t understand each other when they face off. It’s terrible when two people deceive themselves—it always ends in destruction. Maybe in another reality, things could have been different, but I doubt it. They met at difficult times in their lives, which later manifested in pain and suffering, causing them frustration and confusion. But I believe this is simply part of destiny, and everything happens for a reason. This whole confrontation only serves to forge the Sauron and Galadriel we see in the future. By the time this is over, I’ll be devastated.

[blurry-lock]

BIKER! SHIDOU RYUSEI x FEM! READER

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Hi! so first of all, this is my first fic so be patient with me lol, sorry if it's a little out of character, it's pretty cliche and boring, but i'll try to get better i promise! hope you like this.

You were now escaping from a date you didn’t even want to go. Your parents suggested (forced) you to go on a date with the son of your mother’s best friend, she wanted the cliche of her daughter falling in love with her best friend’s son so badly.

Yeah, the guy was nice and he was somewhat a friend of yours, but he was just a boring good guy, no thrill, no emotion. You wanted adventures, maybe break the rules one time or two, he just wasn’t your type.

As you tried to hide from him, walking on the streets you heard the sound of an engine roaring, you glanced at the direction of the sound. A bike stopping besides you, the head of the driver covered from the helmet he was using dressed in all black, wearing a typical leather jacket.

The guy took his helmet off revealing a tanned skinned guy with eyebrow and lip piercings, blond hair and pink ends, his eyes were cat-like and pink. Quite a mesmerizing view, you couldn’t seem to take your eyes off him.

“Hey~ you look like you need help.” He said smirking as he leaned on the bike handles. “Want a ride?”

You were tempted. The thrill, the adventures you’ve been waiting since forever were there, it was dangerous, accepting an invitation from a stranger, but your gut was telling you say yes, to let go for once.

“Sure.” You said as you smiled widely and walked over to him.

He chuckled slightly and helped you hope on the bike. “Safety’s first~” He said smoothly as he put the helmet over your head. “Ready?” He asked, glancing over his shoulder as he turned on the bike.

You wrapped your arms around his waist very tight and nodded, already feeling nervous and asking yourself if this was a good idea.

He smirked and turned his gaze to the road ahead, the engine of the bike roaring to life. “Name’s Shidou Ryusei, by the way.” He said before driving off at full speed.

You gasped at the sudden burst of the bike, the cold air and adrenaline running through your body as you gripped him tighter. He shot a quick glance at you as he drove swiftly through the streets, passing the traffic as it was no big deal.

“Scared?” He shouted teasingly as he took a quick turn, almost feeling as if you were going to fall to the concrete. You held onto him as your life depended on it. The cold air of the night and the lights melting into a blur as he kept driving fast, it seemed that he was enjoying your company as a passenger, maybe he want to make this an often occurrence with you, you definitely caught his interest. He always likes the freedom that came with riding his bike, it was like no one could catch him and he could do whatever he wanted.

Eventually Shidou came to a stop and glanced at you over his shoulder with an amused look. “You can let to now, you know.” He chuckled as you were still gripping him tightly.

You shyly pulled away and took off the helmet. “That was…” You let out a soft sigh as you couldn’t even put into words how freeing and amusing the ride felt, it was something you never done before. The adrenaline still running down your body you felt your cheeks gettin warm.

“Amazing? The best day of your life?” He said with his signature cocky smirk.

“Yeah, kinda.” You chuckled slightly as you looked at him, admiring his features. He’s pretty hot you think. “You do this often?”

“It’s not everyday I encounter a pretty lady seeking for help to be honest.” He teased, his smirk widening. “You never told me your name, pretty.”

His flirting was generic and simple, but something about him made you want to fall for everything he said, he was very intriguing. “Oh, right. My name’s (y/n).” You answered as you felt a subtle blush covering your cheeks, mentally cursing yourself for getting flustered so easy.

He smiled at the sound of your name, repeating it in his head and engraving it in his memory; he definitely liked the sound of your name. “Want another ride home sweetheart?”

You smiled and nodded as you give him directions, then putting the helmet again. “Hold on tight, i’ll go even faster this time~” He smirked and turned on the engine and you quickly wrapped your arms around his waist again.

He chuckled slightly and drove away, he wasn’t kidding, he was driving even faster. He moved swiftly through the streets and you held onto him, impressed by his skills. The cold air sending chills down your spine or maybe it was more than just the air causing your chills.

He slowed down as he arrived at your house until the bike was completely still. He sighed and helped you get off the bike. “Looks like our little date came to and end, huh?” He pouted teasingly as he stared down at you.

“Date? I barely know you Mr. Biker” You chuckled slightly and crossed your arms.

“And you accepted a ride from a stranger without hesitation, didn’t ya?” He smirked, slightly leaning his head closer to you.

You sighed and nodded in defeat as he was obviously right, you didn’t even know what got into you when you accepted the ride, but you didn’t regret it honestly. “How about we have a proper date?” You suggested, tilting you head, hoping and praying he will accept.

“Proper date? You didn’t like the ride sweetheart?” He feigned sadness as he leaned against his bike.

You rolled your eyes. “What i mean is, having another fun date like this and get to know each other better.”

He smirked and stared down at you with his sharp pink eyes. “Sounds good~ tho… I don’t need to know you to be sure I really like you, sweetheart.”

There he goes again, shamelessly flirting, but you couldn’t resist it, there was something about him and you couldn’t help but smile and fall for his charms. It didn’t matter in that moment, this was more fun than your boring life anyway.

The end!! I know it’s pretty lame 😭 but hey! Its my first time posting, sorry if there are any grammar errors English is not my first language.

Anyway, hope you like it and stay tuned if I write more short fics!!

[fangdokja]

You tried to break up with him… but did you ever really want to?

❤︎ Synopsis. You thought walking away from him would set you free, but now you’re trapped in a game of his making, where every step away pulls you closer into his dark web. Breaking up was never an option—he’s already planned your return.

♡ Book. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.

♡ Pairing. Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer x Fem. Reader, Yandere! Johan Liebert x Fem. Reader, Yandere! Geto Suguru x Fem. Reader (separate)

♡ Headcanons. Never Really Gone - Part 1

♡ Word Count. 6,342

♡ TW. dom + top + older yandere, general non-con + heavy manipulation, sexual themes, fear play, hints of rough play and sex, isolation, monitoring, lack of boundaries, non-con kissing and/or touching, forced relationship, BDSM, gaslighting, victim blaming, psychological manipulation and conditioning, manipulation of circumstances, white knight strategies

♡ Note. All art on the banner does not belong to me, and belongs to the artists who created the artworks.

♡ A/N. Yes, I wanted to philosophize this time. Been a while, since I wrote something like this. But, actually, before Tumblr and Ao3, I wrote these kinds of works often. Anything in relation to morality, humanity, existential questions, and more. It's fun.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer whose philosophy is rooted in the idea that nothing is truly unattainable. He grew up in a world where survival was an art, and morality was an illusion crafted by the powerful to control the weak. To Chrollo, freedom isn’t about doing what you want—it’s about taking what you desire, consequences be damned.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who applies this philosophy to you with a terrifying elegance. He doesn’t love you like a man loves a woman; he loves you like a collector loves a rare artifact. You are a piece of perfection he wants to study, admire, and ultimately keep under lock and key. His love is subtle, almost suffocating in its gentleness. He doesn’t need to raise his voice or make threats; his words are calculated to burrow into your mind and make you second-guess your every thought.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who uses your intelligence as a hook, weaving conversations so deep and enthralling that you forget he’s untangling every thread of your mind. He is endlessly patient, unraveling your independence slowly, methodically, until you reach a point where you don’t know where you end and he begins.

In your relationship, Chrollo is attentive but detached, like a scientist studying a delicate experiment. He knows when to praise you, when to pull back, and when to remind you of just how much you need him. He never forces his will outright; instead, he leaves breadcrumbs, ensuring that every choice you make feels like your own—when in truth, he’s orchestrated it all.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert whose philosophy is a chilling combination of nihilism and superiority. He sees the world as a fragile construct, its meaninglessness a playground for his manipulation. To Johan, people are tools, and love is the ultimate form of control—an emotion that binds people tighter than fear or violence ever could.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who views you as an exception to his usual detachment. Your quiet demeanor and sharp mind fascinate him in a way he can’t quite explain. You’re not like the rest of the world—mindless, hollow, and easily disposable. You’re a puzzle he wants to solve, a light he wants to snuff out and relight just to see how it flickers.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who expresses his love with an eerie calmness. He doesn’t smother you with affection or demand anything from you; instead, he quietly infiltrates your life. He learns everything about you—your fears, your dreams, your weaknesses—and uses that knowledge to become indispensable. He convinces you that he’s the only one who truly understands you, the only one who can keep you safe in a world that’s out to destroy you.

In your relationship, Johan is a paradox. He’s gentle, considerate, and impossibly kind, but there’s an undercurrent of control in everything he does. He’ll encourage your independence on the surface while quietly sabotaging any attempt to leave him. He’s the type to smile and say, “I’ll wait for you,” even as he ensures that no one else ever gets close enough to take his place. To Johan, love is about possession, and possession is eternal.

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru whose philosophy is steeped in a twisted sense of superiority and duty. He believes that the strong have an obligation to protect the weak, but only those who are worthy. His disillusionment with humanity has left him with a stark view of the world—most people are parasites, unworthy of existence. But you? You’re different.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who sees you as a rare exception to his disdain. Your quiet intellect and detached nature resonate with him, a kind of purity he thought had been lost to the world. You’re not a parasite; you’re a treasure, someone who needs protection—not from the world, but from yourself.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who loves you with an intensity that’s almost reverent. He admires your mind, your resilience, but he also sees your fragility, and it terrifies him. He doesn’t want you to break under the weight of the world, so he takes it upon himself to shield you, even if that means isolating you from everything and everyone else.

In your relationship, Geto is controlling but not overtly so. He frames his actions as concern, his possessiveness as devotion. He doesn’t raise his voice or demand obedience; instead, he calmly explains why his way is the best for you. He creates a world where you feel safe and cared for, even as he slowly strips away your autonomy.

To Geto, love is a responsibility, a sacred bond that justifies any action. He doesn’t see himself as manipulative or cruel; he genuinely believes that what he’s doing is for your own good. And even if you hate him for it, he’ll accept that—because your hatred is still a form of connection, and he’ll take anything you’re willing to give.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who was drawn to you the moment he noticed the sharpness in your eyes. You had a mind that cut through deception like a blade, a presence that remained unshaken even under scrutiny. You never sought validation, nor did you waver under pressure—you existed on your own terms, and that made you utterly fascinating to him.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who admired your strength but saw it as something that could be refined, polished into something even greater. And who better to be your guide than him? His involvement in your life was never forceful, never imposing. It was patient, meticulous. A thoughtful conversation here, a well-placed question there. “You’re remarkable,” he’d muse, studying you with a gaze that saw too much. “But do you ever wonder if you’re carrying too much alone?”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who never took anything from you—rather, he gave. Insight, solutions, a sense of ease. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, you began to turn to him. Not because you had to, but because he always seemed to have the answers, the right words at the right time. A reassuring presence in the background of your life, always available, always understanding.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who never demanded your dependence, yet it became inevitable. He never corrected you outright, only offered perspectives that made you rethink your choices. “I trust you, of course,” he’d say, a gentle lilt in his voice. “But sometimes, even the most brilliant minds need a second opinion.” And over time, you found yourself hesitating before decisions, waiting—expecting—his input.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer whose love felt like a safety net you didn’t realize you needed. By the time you noticed how much of yourself had subtly reshaped around him, it no longer felt like change—it felt like growth. A natural evolution, one where he was woven into the fabric of your existence. And that was all he had ever needed.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who recognized something rare in you the first time he met you. Not just intelligence, but an elegance in how you carried yourself. A quiet depth, the kind most people overlooked. You weren’t swayed by charm or intimidation; you existed in your own world, untouched by the trivialities that consumed others. And that made you irresistible to him.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who never sought to change you—no, that would be crude. Instead, he aligned himself so seamlessly with you that his presence felt like an inevitability. He listened with an attentiveness that made you feel understood in a way few ever had. “You’re extraordinary,” he’d say softly, his admiration never loud, never overwhelming. Just a simple truth, spoken like a secret only he was privy to.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who became your quiet refuge, the person who knew exactly how to soothe the weight on your shoulders. He never told you that you needed him, never implied that you were weaker alone. But somehow, in moments of uncertainty, his words would surface in your mind. “You overthink things sometimes,” he’d once told you with an affectionate smile. “You don’t have to bear it all alone.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert whose influence never felt like pressure, only gentle guidance. He never dismissed your thoughts, only reframed them. “You’re brilliant, but even the most brilliant minds falter under unnecessary burdens.” His words never undermined, never dictated. Yet they lingered, shifting the way you perceived yourself, the way you navigated your own decisions.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who, without ever asking for it, became the foundation you leaned on. And by the time you realized how deeply his presence had integrated into your life, it felt too natural, too comforting to pull away. After all, what was so wrong about relying on someone who had only ever wanted the best for you?

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who was intrigued by you from the start. A woman who stood with unwavering confidence, who carried an unspoken wisdom in her gaze. You weren’t someone easily impressed, nor did you seek approval from others. You knew your own worth, and that fascinated him.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who never sought to diminish your strength, only to ensure it was preserved. “You’re exceptional,” he’d tell you, watching the way you dismissed the weight of his words. “But strength isn’t just about standing alone. It’s about knowing when to let someone stand beside you.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru whose care never felt like control. If anything, he encouraged your independence—praised it, even. But beneath that praise was something else, a quiet implication that true strength was knowing when to yield. “You don’t have to prove anything,” he’d remind you, his voice soft but firm. “Not to me. Not to anyone.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who never outright questioned your choices but always offered an alternative. “I trust you,” he’d say with a smile, never condescending, never doubtful. “But have you considered another perspective?” And it was never an argument, never a dismissal—just enough to make you pause, to make you wonder if your certainty was truly your own.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who, with time, became the voice in your head, the presence you unconsciously sought out before making a move. Not because he had ever demanded it, but because he had gently guided you to a place where his insight felt indispensable. Where, without even realizing it, you had come to need him just as much as he had always needed you.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who made his love feel like a sanctuary, a safe place to rest. And in the end, you never saw it as dependence—you saw it as trust. A quiet, unshakable trust that tethered you to him in a way you couldn’t quite explain, yet never wanted to escape.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who folds his hands neatly on the table as you tell him, your voice unsteady, that you think the relationship needs to end. He listens without interrupting, his expression as serene as ever, the faintest trace of curiosity in his eyes.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who tilts his head slightly, the movement so slight it’s almost imperceptible. “You’ve put a lot of thought into this,” he says, his tone warm and understanding. “I can see how difficult this is for you.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who doesn’t argue or plead, instead leaning back in his chair with a thoughtful expression. “If you feel this is best for you, I won’t stop you,” he says, his voice measured and calm. “But I do wonder…” He pauses, just long enough to make you glance at him. “Is this truly what you want? Or are you running from something you don’t fully understand yet?”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who lets his words linger in the air, unchallenging yet heavy, like the weight of a velvet curtain falling over the conversation. “Regardless,” he continues, “I respect your decision. You’ve always been someone who values their independence.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who, as he pays the bill and walks you to the door, doesn’t make a single misstep. His movements are fluid, his smile genuine. “Take care of yourself,” he says softly. “I only want what’s best for you.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who watches you walk away, his expression neutral, almost unreadable. There’s nothing overt, nothing dramatic, just a quiet shift in his gaze that feels like a shadow passing over the sun.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who sets down his coffee cup with a soft clink when you tell him, in a trembling voice, that you need to end things. His expression doesn’t change—calm, patient, as though he’s hearing something inevitable.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who leans forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand as he listens to you. “You feel like you’ve lost yourself,” he repeats, his tone thoughtful. “That must have been so difficult to admit.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who doesn’t try to dissuade you, doesn’t argue or press for answers. Instead, he nods slowly. “If leaving is what will make you happy, I won’t stop you,” he says gently, his words carefully chosen, as though he’s weighing each one before speaking.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who lets the conversation drift into silence, his gaze soft yet focused. “I hope you find what you’re looking for,” he says after a moment. “And if you ever need anything—anything at all—I’ll always be here for you.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who watches you stand and gather your things, his smile faint but sincere. “You’ve always been strong,” he murmurs as you hesitate at the door. “Even now.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who remains seated long after you’ve left, his expression unchanged. There’s no visible reaction, no sign of distress—only the quiet stillness of someone who never truly lets go.

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who sets aside his tea with a quiet sigh when you tell him, in a shaky voice, that you want to break up. He leans back slightly, his dark eyes thoughtful as he processes your words.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who gives you his full attention, his brows furrowing slightly in concern but not disbelief. “I see,” he says softly. “You’ve been feeling this way for a while, haven’t you?”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who nods slowly as you explain, his expression calm but attentive. “You don’t feel like yourself anymore,” he repeats, his tone careful and deliberate. “That’s not something I ever wanted for you.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who leans forward, his elbows resting on the table as he regards you with a quiet intensity. “If this is what you need,” he says, his voice low and steady, “then I won’t hold you back. You deserve to be happy, even if it’s without me.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who stands as you gather your things, his movements slow and deliberate. “You’ve always been someone who knows their own mind,” he says, his voice almost wistful. “I admire that about you.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who watches you leave, his posture relaxed but his gaze lingering on the door long after it’s closed. He doesn’t move for a long time, his expression serene, though there’s an almost imperceptible tightness in his jaw—a subtle crack in the façade.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who, after the breakup, doesn’t chase after you. He respects your decision—or so it seems. He remains polite, understanding, and almost distant, as if he’s already moved on.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who reaches out with carefully calculated timing, sending you little notes or messages that seem innocent. “You left your favorite book at my place. Should I drop it off, or would you prefer I mail it?” A reasonable question, but the reminder of how well he knows you lingers in your mind.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who subtly plants seeds of doubt without ever making it obvious. He’s a ghost in your life, popping up in conversations with mutual acquaintances, always painted in a positive light. “Chrollo’s been so generous lately; he helped fund a library downtown.” His altruism makes you wonder if you misunderstood him.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who manipulates circumstances so that you start to feel isolated without realizing it. A lost job opportunity here, a canceled appointment there—small inconveniences that seem coincidental but slowly erode your confidence.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who remains patient and kind when you reach out to him in moments of weakness. “I’m here for you, no matter what,” he says, his voice soft and reassuring. “You don’t have to do this alone.” It feels genuine, but his subtle inflection reminds you of how much easier life felt when he was by your side.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who ensures that you remember the best moments of your time together. A framed photo he “forgot” to return, a familiar scent in a letter—it’s never blatant, just enough to make you second-guess whether leaving him was truly the right choice.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who remains composed and graceful post-breakup, never pushing boundaries or demanding your attention. He doesn’t reach out directly, but his presence feels inescapable.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who ensures you hear about him through others—always in glowing terms. “Johan organized a fundraiser for the children’s hospital. He’s such a kind soul.” The stories make you question how someone so compassionate could have ever harmed you.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who plants doubts in your mind with precision. A single comment during a chance encounter: “You seem tired. Are you sleeping well?” It’s not accusatory, but the implication lingers, making you wonder if you’re truly okay on your own.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who subtly orchestrates situations where you feel overwhelmed and vulnerable. A sudden financial setback, an unexpected confrontation at work—problems that only seem to resolve themselves when he’s tangentially involved.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who appears at just the right moments, offering support that feels both coincidental and inevitable. “I didn’t mean to intrude, but I noticed you were struggling. Let me help.” His calm demeanor makes refusing him feel illogical, almost cruel.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who always speaks to you with warmth and understanding, his words like a balm to your insecurities. “You’ve always been strong,” he says softly, “but even the strongest people need someone to lean on.” His sincerity feels unshakable, even as his influence quietly tightens around you.

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who doesn’t fight the breakup, respecting your decision outwardly. He gives you space, never contacting you directly—yet his presence feels as steady as ever, a quiet force lingering just out of reach.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who subtly ensures that you notice his absence in your life. His knowledge of your routines allows him to step back at critical moments, leaving a void that feels unnervingly hollow.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who uses logic as his weapon, planting subtle doubts with precision. A chance meeting at the grocery store leads to a calm, reasoned conversation. “You’ve always been independent,” he says casually, “but it’s not weakness to need someone, you know.” His tone is gentle, unassuming, but his words stay with you.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who doesn’t sabotage you outright but instead carefully positions himself as the only stable constant in your life. When other relationships falter or opportunities slip through your fingers, he’s always there, offering quiet, unwavering support.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguruu who uses your own logic against you. “I understand why you left,” he tells you in a rare moment of vulnerability. “But I wonder if you’ve thought about what you really need. What makes you happy?” His words are measured, reasonable, and devastatingly effective.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who never pushes too hard, his manipulation so subtle it feels like guidance. His calm demeanor and thoughtful advice make you question whether he’s truly the villain in your story—or if you’ve misjudged him entirely.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who waits patiently, never rushing, as the cracks in your resolve begin to show. He continues to be the steady, reliable presence in your life, always there when you falter but never overtly pushing.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who uses your love for independence as the final thread to weave you back to him. He leaves an innocuous invitation one evening: a handwritten note left in your mailbox. “There’s something I think you’d find interesting,” it reads. “Come if you’re curious. No pressure.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who takes you to a quiet library hidden deep in the city, its dimly lit shelves lined with rare, obscure texts—exactly the kind of place that would ignite your curiosity. He shows you something you’ve never seen before: a book you’ve spent years searching for, one you’d nearly given up hope of ever finding.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who smiles softly as he places the book in your hands, his voice barely above a whisper. “I couldn’t let you miss out on this,” he says. “It’s too perfect for you. It belongs with you.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who, as you flip through the pages with trembling hands, adds, “There are more like this. Rare treasures, hidden away. I’ve already started gathering them for you. No one else would understand their value the way you do.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who, with his calm voice and unwavering gaze, ensures you feel that only he could ever truly see you, that his presence in your life is not control but a partnership you’d be foolish to walk away from.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who never pressures you, never raises his voice, and never crosses a line—his demeanor as gentle and perfect as it’s always been. He remains at the edge of your life, always watching but never intervening overtly.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who appears on your doorstep one rainy evening, his expression calm but his eyes soft with concern. In his hand is an envelope. “I wasn’t sure if I should show you this,” he says quietly, “but I couldn’t bear to keep it from you.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who hands you a collection of documents—letters, reports, and photographs that seem to detail a series of coordinated misfortunes in your life. The lost job, the failed opportunities, the strange tensions with old friends—all traced back to a third party whose name you don’t recognize.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who lets you pore over the evidence in silence, his presence steady but non-intrusive. “I didn’t want to worry you,” he finally says, his voice low and steady. “But I’ve been keeping an eye on it. Whoever it is—they’ve been trying to isolate you. I’ve done my best to protect you, but...”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who watches as the realization dawns on you: the world is far more dangerous than you thought, and you are far more vulnerable than you ever realized. His timing is perfect—just as your walls are crumbling, he positions himself as your only sanctuary.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who places a hand on yours, his touch warm and steady. “You don’t have to face this alone,” he says. “You’ll always be safe with me.”

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who lets you spiral on your own, his involvement so subtle you don’t even realize how carefully he’s guiding you back to him. He never imposes, only steps in when absolutely necessary, his calm presence soothing your growing unease.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who, one evening, reaches out with a cryptic message: “I found something that might interest you. Thought I’d share it with you before anyone else.” Attached is a link to a seemingly unrelated incident—a local scandal, a breach in security at a place you once frequented.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who meets you in a quiet café to discuss it, his tone as calm and logical as always. “It’s strange, isn’t it? The way things have been unraveling around you.” His words are measured, his expression thoughtful, as though he’s piecing together a puzzle.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who, after weeks of planting subtle hints, reveals his “final discovery”—a detailed explanation of how vulnerable you’ve become without him. He shows you the ways the world has already begun to erode your security, pointing out how reliant you’ve unknowingly been on his guidance all along.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who leans back in his chair, his eyes calm but piercing. “I never wanted to burden you with this,” he says softly, “but I’ve been handling it for you. Keeping you safe. If you’d rather face it alone, I’ll respect that. But... I hope you’ll let me help you, as I always have.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who knows exactly when to pull back, leaving the choice in your hands—but ensuring that the only logical answer is to stay with him.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who doesn’t pressure you after helping you with the book and other rare treasures. Instead, he gives you time to process, staying polite and distant as though respecting your boundaries.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who contacts you weeks later with a calm, measured voice. “I just wanted to check in. You seemed troubled last time we spoke. I hope I didn’t overstep by helping you.” His tone is apologetic but faintly accusatory, planting the idea that you’ve been ungrateful for his efforts.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who listens carefully as you stumble through your words, his quiet sigh barely audible over the line. “I understand,” he says softly, “but it’s disheartening, you know. I’ve always supported you, even when you pushed me away. I thought we were a team.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who turns the conversation into a reflection of your supposed failings. “I never wanted you to feel weak or helpless,” he says, his voice laced with disappointment. “If anything, I was trying to help you see your potential. Was that really so wrong of me?”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who subtly reframes every moment of doubt you’ve ever had as evidence that you need him. “I saw how hard you were struggling,” he murmurs. “You didn’t see it, but I did. I thought... I thought you trusted me enough to let me help.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who lets silence hang in the air, his tone calm but weighted when he finally speaks again. “But maybe I was wrong. Maybe I should’ve let you fall instead of trying to catch you. Would that have been better?” His logic is irrefutable, his manipulation so subtle that it feels like an honest conversation.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who ends the call with a resigned but loving note: “I’ll respect your decision, but know this—I only ever wanted what was best for you. I hope, one day, you’ll see that.” The guilt lingers long after the conversation ends, pulling you back toward him.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who doesn’t push after revealing the evidence of your supposed “stalker.” He lets you sit with the knowledge, never bringing it up again unless you do.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who runs into you by chance at a quiet café. He smiles softly, his demeanor as kind and understanding as always. “You look well,” he says warmly, but there’s a hint of concern in his eyes. “I’m glad you’re safe.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who, when you thank him for helping you, brushes it off with a graceful wave of his hand. “I only did what anyone would’ve done,” he says. “But it’s good to see you taking control of your life again. I was worried about you for a while.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who, over the course of the conversation, gently reminds you of all the ways you’ve struggled since leaving him. “It’s not your fault,” he assures you, his voice soft and soothing. “You were trying to be strong, but the world isn’t always kind to people like you—people who see things differently.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who subtly blames you for your insecurities without ever making it obvious. “You’ve always been so brilliant,” he says, “but sometimes you get lost in your own mind. That’s why I stayed—I wanted to ground you, to help you focus on what really matters.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who smiles sadly when you start to falter. “I know I’m not perfect,” he admits, his tone tinged with regret. “But I’ve always believed in you, even when you didn’t believe in yourself. That’s why it hurt so much when you left—it felt like you didn’t trust me anymore.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who leaves you with a parting comment that stays with you long after he’s gone: “You’re strong, but strength doesn’t mean pushing everyone away. I hope you’ll remember that.”

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♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who remains calm and composed after showing you how vulnerable you’ve become. He doesn’t push or pry, allowing you to come to your own conclusions—or so it seems.

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who waits until you reach out to him, his voice steady and reassuring when you speak. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he says sincerely. “I was worried you might’ve felt overwhelmed after everything I told you.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who never raises his voice or shows frustration. Instead, he uses reason to guide you back to him. “You’ve always been so determined to stand on your own,” he says, his tone thoughtful. “But sometimes, it’s okay to admit when you need help. It doesn’t make you weak—it makes you human.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who subtly reframes the breakup as a mistake on your part. “I didn’t want to say this before, but when you left, I was... worried about you. You’re so capable, but the world isn’t always fair. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t lose yourself.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who carefully plants the idea that you were at fault for how things ended. “Maybe I was too involved,” he says, his voice tinged with regret. “But I only wanted what was best for you. If that came across as controlling, then... maybe I need to rethink how I approach things.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who gives you just enough space to doubt your own decisions. “I never wanted to take anything away from you,” he says softly. “I wanted to help you build something better. But maybe I failed in showing you that.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who ends the conversation with a quiet, almost resigned comment: “Whatever you decide, just know that I’ll always be here for you. I can’t promise I’ll stop worrying, but I’ll try to respect your wishes.” His logic, his kindness, and his subtle manipulations leave you questioning whether you ever truly understood him—or yourself.

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♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who watches you crumble before him, your voice thick with regret, your hands trembling as you reach for him. He doesn’t stop you. Instead, he lets you grasp at his coat, his touch featherlight as he brushes away the tears staining your cheeks. “No, my love,” he murmurs, his voice velvet-smooth. “You were simply lost. But now you’re here, where you belong.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who holds you that night, his body heat wrapping around you like a silken cage. His lips trace the slope of your neck, his breath a whisper of devotion. His fingers skim the ridges of your spine, languid and patient, memorizing every inch of your body. “I would forgive you a thousand times,” he breathes, “as long as you never leave me again.”

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who makes love to you as if he’s weaving scripture into your skin, each touch deliberate, each thrust a vow. His hands map your body with a reverence that borders on obsession, his lips branding you with soft, lingering kisses. And yet, there’s an edge beneath his tenderness—a silent warning in the way his nails dig just a little too deep, the way he marks your throat with his teeth.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer whose dark gaze never wavers as he cups your jaw, tilting your face toward him. His voice is soft, almost hypnotic. “Say it,” he coaxes, rolling his hips with slow, devastating precision. “Tell me who you belong to.” When you moan his name, it’s a prayer he drinks in greedily, his smile both serene and possessive.

♡ Yandere! Chrollo Lucilfer who strokes your hair afterward, his lips grazing your temple as you succumb to exhaustion. His voice is barely audible, a lullaby meant for your ears alone. “Even if you left me again, I would always find you.” And though his words should unnerve you, the weight of his arms around you is far too comforting to resist.

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♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who cups your face in his hands as you break apart before him, your apology spilling from your lips in frantic sobs. He hushes you gently, his thumbs smoothing over your damp skin, his eyes filled with something you can’t quite decipher. “You don’t need to apologize,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “I knew you’d realize, sooner or later, that I was only protecting you.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who takes his time with you that night, his touch languid and knowing, as though he’s unraveling you piece by piece. He kisses down your spine, savoring every shudder, every hitched breath. “You’re perfect,” he murmurs against your skin, his hands molding to your hips, holding you in place as he takes what is his.

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who moves with slow, intoxicating precision, drawing out every whimper, every moan until you’re trembling beneath him. His grip tightens, his control absolute, and yet his voice remains unbearably gentle. “You were made for me,” he murmurs, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. “No one else will ever know you the way I do.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert whose every touch is a calculated act of devotion, his movements measured, each moment orchestrated to ensure you never forget the way he makes you feel. His lips curl into a soft smile when you cling to him, your breathless cries spilling into his skin. “That’s right,” he purrs. “Stay with me. Just like this.”

♡ Yandere! Johan Liebert who traces lazy circles against your bare shoulder as you lay entwined in the aftermath. His voice is almost absentminded, laced with quiet amusement. “It’s fascinating,” he muses, “how easily you let me shape you. But that’s all right—you don’t need to think about that.”

———

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who watches you with quiet patience as you stammer through your apologies, his fingers threading through yours as if to ground you. He tilts his head, his gaze unreadable. “You don’t need to explain,” he murmurs, brushing his lips over your knuckles. “I always knew you’d come back to me.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who handles you with deceptive gentleness that night, his touches reverent, his kisses lingering. And yet, there’s no mistaking the quiet command in his movements, the way he holds you against him as if daring you to slip away. “You’re mine,” he murmurs into your skin, his teeth scraping over your pulse. “You always have been.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who takes his time breaking you down, his pace unhurried yet devastating, his hands keeping you right where he wants you. His voice is low, soothing, as he whispers against your ear. “You don’t have to think anymore,” he coaxes, his fingers threading through your hair, his grip just firm enough to remind you of his strength. “Just let me take care of everything.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who leaves traces of himself all over you—bruises shaped like fingerprints, love bites blooming across your skin like evidence of his devotion. His lips brush against your temple, his voice a promise disguised as a lullaby. “You’ll never need anyone else,” he murmurs. “Not when you have me.”

♡ Yandere! Geto Suguru who holds you close as you drift into unconsciousness, his fingers idly tracing patterns over your spine. His voice is barely more than a breath, a thought he speaks into the darkness. “Even if you wanted to leave, I’d never let you.” He pauses, his lips curving against your skin. “But you won’t, will you?”

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[cosmique-oddity]

Music. I love music its very important for me and you guys dont even imagine how happy i am when i find "the one" who work insanely well with the idea i have of a character.

So now im just going to ramble about Mecha AU and characters and playlist.

Particulary Theme Songs >:D

Here we go

Vortex : Psycho Killer.

Yeaaaay i already shared this idea but i think the messy lyrics that doesnt rhyme and the fact that the singer seems to do drugs in the middle of the song fits Vortex. Its funny to hear that apparently it sound like the singer is yelling at himself. I can imagine Vortex alone in a room, yelling. And the others are confused and go in that room, having the idea of saving the poor people that cross the path of Vortex. But there is no one. Vortex is yelling at his reflection in a mirror. Also all the things about not being able to be relaxed. Cigarette do that. Its stressful.

"Run run run ruuun awayyy".

First Aid : *mischievously* No >:)

First Aid : Red Flags

Dont tell me this situation never happened with someone who was trying to date Felix before and thought he was just sweet and a kind medic. Forget the end. The random ran away and yelled. And i like the pairing Red Flags x Psycho Killer. Fits.

Swindle : Watch me Work/Figure n°9

Watch me Work is how people percieve Swindle. Well sort of. Its the struggle that are not very internal and personal. Its things that people can imagine about him. And i like the energy U.U

FIGURE N°9 ??? AAAOOHHH how can i convert you to my vision. Extracts time ! :

"But didn't realize instead of setting it free

I Took what I hated and made it a part of me"

Satisfied ? OK heres another :

"I can't separate myself from what I've done

Giving up a part of me

I've let myself become you".

HAH *gasp* first time i checked the lyrics i gasped. Thats Swindleeeee !!! Thats him. Talking to the hypothetical person who had his job before him.

Onslaught : In the End

Linkin Park being the theme song of the Combaticons fr. I think like all the things he tried, just failed. That all the things that happened, Vortex Death, Swindle changing post and losing himself into politics and faux semblants, Brawl and Blast Off leaving the base. Yeah.

Blast Off : Nobody's Listening.

LINKIN PARK AGAIN YEAH. Blast off is that silenced voice. He is quite quiet. And the real person that silence him, is himself. Then how do you wish for peoples to listen to you when you dont give yourself the chance to be listened at ?

Shockwave : The Line/Sing for Absolution

I have a lot of feelings about this, The Line song and Shockwave & Orion.

"Keep the memories of who i was before"

WHO DARED WRITING THIS LINE ????

Just listen to the other lyrics but hey trust me it kinda WORKS. Shockwave talking to Orion.

Also Sing of Absolution is for the case where Shockwave loved Orion.

Orion : Army Dreamers

Well yeah he died. *trying not to cry, lay down, cry a lot*.

Deadlock : Joga

"All that no-one sees

You see

What's inside of me

Every nerve that hurts

You heal

Deep inside of me

You don't have to speak

I feel"

EM field, Ratchet, healer. You know you know. You KNOW. *yell again*.

I realize im explaining myself very poorly.

Ratchet : Feeling Good.

Theres something about this song. But yes its about Deadlock. Theres a lot of version of this song (one that fit Jazz Prowl absolutely perfectly but not on Mecha AU. Michael Bublé ones)

This one, the tone of the voice being used, hoarse, match with his mental state. Tired.

But yet thats a positive song, very positive. Deadlock is giving him a new life, where he can rest a little, where he can slow down and enjoy....

And "you know how i feel". Is answering to the "You don't have to speak

I feel" of Deadlock song.

Roddy :> ! :

i made a playlist about him so i have a lot of songs. But my personal favorites are All Stars and Im Still Standing.

"You'll never shine if you dont glow"

And

"Looking like a True survivor, feeling like a little kid, im still standing".

Unkillable warrior.

Jazz : Jazzzzzzzzz. Immortals !

Immortals because "I'm bad behavior, but I do it in the best way".

And : "I try to picture me without you, but I can't

'Cause we could be immortals, immortals

Just not for long, for long"

Prowl :

hmmmmm Prowl i didnt really know. Had troubles. But there was this song about Jazz Prowl that was cool, I was Made for Lovin You

Blurr : Human

YES THIS IS SAD UUUH

LEAVE ME ALONE. I really think about Blurr like a fricking human human. I love him. Leave him alone.

<- when this is your favorite character so you absolutely cannot explain why because there is just too much emotionnal attachement towards him. But yeah go listen to the song. Its famous anyway.

Swerve : Cant Take My Eyes of You

Ah....and he tried ! Trust me he tried.

Muse version. Because muse.

@keferon this is my tribute to your amazing AU today

[guardian-angle22]

BRIAN MICHAEL SMITH via ig [1/28/25]

As we moved toward the end of the show, I found myself reflecting on Paul’s journey—what we’ve explored, the ground we’ve broken, and the things I wished I had seen onscreen when I was younger. I started thinking about what we could do that hadn’t been done yet in terms of trans representation. When I thought about how to end Paul’s storyline, I went back to the beginning. What made Paul take the leap and come to Austin in the first place? It was Owen’s words: ‘Somewhere in this town is a kid who’s just like you were. Who feels scared, hopeless. I want you to show him or her or them it’s okay to be who they are.’ That idea stayed with me, and I knew that’s where we needed to take Paul. I pitched the idea of Paul mentoring a young trans character to Rashad Raisani, our showrunner, and Rashad didn’t just run with the idea—he made it something truly special. Together, we created this powerful arc, and I couldn’t be prouder of what it represents. This led to this incredible moment with Jax—two trans people, from different generations and points on the spectrum, sharing a scene. How rare is it to see that? To see a trans man and a non-binary character not just exist, but thrive together on primetime TV? When Paul tells Jax, ‘You don’t have to justify your existence. You are enough,’ it’s a message that so many of us need to hear. As Rashad said in The Wrap, this story is about showing love and care in a world that often denies it to trans people—especially during a time when we’re being attacked on all sides. For me, this episode wasn’t just about mentorship. It was about showing one of the most beautiful aspects of being trans: how our experiences push us to grow deeper into our humanity, into our sense of self, and to break free from being defined by others. That light we carry can illuminate the path for others who are still on their own journeys of self-actualization. I also wanted to explore aspects of a trans man’s experience in new ways. Paul’s challenges and triumphs throughout the series are so specific, yet so universal. They hold a mirror to the kind of resilience and self-discovery we all experience in life. This is bigger than a TV moment. It’s a reminder of the importance of showing up—for trans lives, for our stories, for our future. Now is the time to speak out. Use your voice to push back against the hate. Advocate. Support. Fight for a world where we don’t just survive but thrive. To Rashad, Miles McKenna, and everyone at #911LoneStar: thank you for bringing this vision to life. These moments matter.

[911lsbts]

the_brianmichael: As we moved toward the end of the show, I found myself reflecting on Paul's journey-what we've explored, the ground we've broken, and the things I wished I had seen onscreen when I was younger. I started thinking about what we could do that hadn't been done yet in terms of trans representation. When I thought about how to end Paul's storyline, I went back to the beginning. What made Paul take the leap and come to Austin in the first place? It was Owen's words: 'Somewhere in this town is a kid who's just like you were. Who feels scared, hopeless. I want you to show him or her or them it's okay to be who they are! That idea stayed with me, and I knew that's where we needed to take Paul. I pitched the idea of Paul mentoring a young trans character to Rashad Raisani, our showrunner, and Rashad didn't just run with the idea-he made it something truly special. Together, we created this powerful arc, and I couldn't be prouder of what it represents. This led to this incredible moment with Jax-two trans people, from different generations and points on the spectrum, sharing a scene. How rare is it to see that? To see a trans man and a nonbinary character not just exist, but thrive together on primetime TV? When Paul tells Jax, 'You don't have to justify your existence. You are enough, it's a message that so many of us need to hear. As Rashad said in The Wrap, this story is about showing love and care in a world that often denies it to trans people-especially during a time when we're being attacked on all sides. For me, this episode wasn't just about mentorship. It was about showing one of the most beautiful aspects of being trans: how our experiences push us to grow deeper into our humanity, into our sense of self, and to break free from being defined by others. That light we carry can illuminate the path for others who are still on their own journeys of self-actualization.

l also wanted to explore aspects of a trans man's O experience in new ways. Paul's challenges and triumphs throughout the series are so specific, yet so universal. They hold a mirror to the kind of resilience and self-discovery we all experience in life. This is bigger than a TV moment. It's a reminder of the importance of showing up-for trans lives, for our stories, for our future. Now is the time to speak out. Use your voice to push back against the hate. Advocate. Support. Fight for a world where we don't just survive but thrive. To Rashad, Miles McKenna, and everyone at #911LoneStar: thank you for bringing this vision to life. These moments matter.

[mariclerc]

Drunk confession | cl16

Warnings: fluff, a little blurb, vampire!au, sweet and gentle Charles.

(let me know if you want part 2)

You and Charles are in a lively party filled with music, laughter, and colorful lights. You two are sitting in a cozy corner, drinks in hand, feeling the warmth of the atmosphere. You’re both a little tipsy, and the air is filled with excitement. You and him have been friends forever, metaphorically speaking, you've been there through thick and thin, even when he confessed to you at the age of twelve that he was some kind of vampire - you never left his side. He's been your crush since you were fourteen, but you were so afraid of ruining the friendship, considering you're his only true and loyal friend.

“I can’t believe we actually danced like that! I’m still embarrassed!” you giggled.

He laughed. “Embarrassed? You were amazing! I loved every second of it!”

“You just like seeing me make a fool of myself.” you say playfully.

He grins. “Not at all! You’re the cutest little fool I know!”

You both burst into sweet giggles, the sound mingling with the music around you. You can feel the warmth of the moment, and your heart races.

“Okay, okay. But really, thank you for always being here.” you sip your drink. “I appreciate it!”

He leans closer. “Always, chérie. You know I’ve got your back, right?”

You just nodded, feeling a mix of shyness and affection. “I do… It just means a lot to me.”

He watches you intently, a soft smile on his face. You can sense he’s about to say something, but the moment stretches, filled with unspoken words.

“So… when are you going to let me take you on a real date, huh?” he says playfully.

You blushed so hard. “A date? Cha, I... I don’t know…” you say softly.

“Come on! You can’t tell me you don't see the way I look at you!” he says teasingly.

You laughed nervously. “I mean, I notice… but…” you take a deep breath, feeling the alcohol buzz and the warmth of his gaze. “Charles, after everything… my last relationship was… complicated, you know that.” you say seriously.

He nods, understanding. “I know, darling, I know and that's why I’ve been patient... I just... I want to be the guy you really deserve.” he says softly.

You smiled softly. “You’re always so optimistic about us.”

“Because I believe in us. You’re my best friend, and I can’t help but feel there’s something more bubbling beneath the surface.” he smiled shyly.

You look down, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside you... A date? With Charles? That's not a bad idea but you still feel insecure about going into a relationship again...

A year ago you got out of a pretty ugly and toxic relationship with your ex, he tried to control every aspect of your life, it was like you weren't allowed to laugh or feel free at least, and even with that he cheated on you, Charles never liked him, he always noticed something strange in his behavior and especially in the way he was jealous when you talked to him. So, you take another sip of your drink, trying to gather your thoughts and feelings.

“What if… what if I told you I like you? Like, I... I really like you.” you say temptingly.

Charles' eyes widen in surprise, and then a big grin spreads across his face.

“You like me?! Like... Really like me?” he says excitedly. “With fangs and all?” he asked softly showing off his fangs and you just giggled.

“Yes! I really do… I just... I didn’t know how to say it!” you say nervously.

He giggled. “Aww, you’re so adorable, little bee! I’ve been waiting for you to say that!” he leans closer, his expression softening.

“Really? You’re not just saying that?” you blushed.

“No! I mean it. I’ve liked you for a long time too.” he says sincerely.

You feel a rush of warmth through your body, and your heart races even more.

You smile shyly. “This is so crazy…” you smiled shyly at him.

“Crazy good I hope!” he says playfully.

He leans in and kisses your forehead gently, making your heart flutter. The contact of his soft and surprisingly warm lips against your forehead makes you lean against his touch.

“You’ve always been special to me.” he says in a soft whisper. “And you deserve to know it each day, even though I always tell you.”

“I just thought you saw me as your best friend.” you say while you feel shy but happy.

He shakes his head. “You’re more than a best friend, y/n. You’re my favorite person in the whole universe!”

You both share a moment of laughter, the giggles echoing around you as the party continues.

“So, what now? Do I owe you a date?” you say playfully.

He giggled. “Definitely! And I promise to make it the best date ever!”

You tease him a bit. “You better not disappoint me!”

“Me? Disappoint you? Never!” he says while mocking and laughing.

You both laugh again, the atmosphere around you feeling lighter. The music transitions to a more romantic tune, and you can’t help but sway slightly in your spot.

“So, what would our date be like?” you lean closer.

“Hmm, let's see… maybe a midnight picnic under the stars? I could even bring some treats and some of my favorite blood-red wine.” he winks.

You laugh, feeling the playful side of him shine through. “Blood-red wine? That's very fitting for a vampire!”

He smiles. “Exactly! And I’d make sure you have such a great time.”

You feel a warmth spread through you, realizing just how much you enjoy being with him. He is your safe place, your confidant, your best friend, your home.

“You’re really going all out, huh?” you say playfully.

He speaks confidently. “For you? Always. You deserve the best and finest things in life, sweetheart.”

The atmosphere shifts slightly as you both share a comfortable silence, basking in the warmth sensation of your newfound feelings.

“I’ve always felt safe with you… even after everything that happened last year...” you murmured softly.

He speaks sincerely. “That’s what I want for you. Safety, happiness… and love... Lots of love.”

You look into his eyes, feeling a connection deeper than friendship.

You smile. “I think I’m ready for this.”

“Hm? Ready for what, amour?”

“For whatever this is...” you giggle.

He beams. “I’m ready too.”

He reaches for your hand, intertwining your fingers, and you feel a rush of electricity between you.

You giggle softly. “Look at us, all lovey-dovey at a party!”

He laughs. “I think it’s the best kind of party!”

As you both continue to share playful banter and laughter, you realize that this moment marks the beginning of something beautiful between you two... You two look at each other, feeling lighter and more connected than ever, with the promise of love and friendship blossoming between you.

[shadowgast-recs-weekly]

Older Favorites 9

This week, we're looking at some of our favorite older fics - eleven of them, to be exact. Check them out beneath the cut, and leave a comment or kudos if you like them!

would you stay for a while by eldritch_beau (3937, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Essek sees the ocean for the first time.

Reccer says: A canon-flavored moment I desperately wish had happened. Beautiful prose and powerful emotion.

Closer Still by MithrilWren (4904, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Caleb and Essek's latest foray into magical experimentation goes awry, leaving them stuck together in a pocket dimension of their own creation. Or, "trapped in an elevator, but make it fantasy".

Reccer says: This was a delicious oneshot that expanded our favorite wizards' research projects, which in turn gave them an uninterrupted opportunity to open up to each other more. Great characterization and use of canon details.

We’re In a Different Kind of Thing Now by Thischarmingand (2668, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Essek is sixteen (sixty-five, ninety, one hundred and seventeen), and all he wants in the world is...

Reccer says: Sharp writing with a perfectly awful (in the best way) teenaged Essek. I will be back to read and read again as a balm in trying times.

when I fall by darundik (12541, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Overworked corporate shill Essek Thelyss meets PhD student Caleb Widogast and finds there's something to be said for love and friendship.

Reccer says: This is one of my favorite fics. I've reread it several times and I honestly find it very cozy and written with love.

I shine only with the light you gave me by SkyScribbles (4533, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

There are certain things that an Umavi's son should not do, if he wishes to avoid his mother's rage and the disgust of his Den. Dancing with a human is most certainly among them.

Reccer says: Wonderful look at the Kryn Dynasty and its social ladders. Verin is a superstar.

Five Times Teleportation Failed by bob_fish & enemytosleep (10448, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Or the fic where Essek “Teleport Champ” Thelyss spends his free time performing risky teleports For Science while ruminating on what sent him to Aeor in the first place.

Reccer says: The character voice is strong and fills in some missing scenes from Essek’s POV

Lucidian Rim by literalfuckinggarbage (60266, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Pacific Rim but shadowgast, no knowledge of the movie required. Big aliens are appearing and the world made huge mechs to stop them. The mechs need to people who are similar to drive them together.

Reccer says: I've literally read this fic 3 times and it's probably time for my annual re-read. The writing is truly phenomenal the story is great (no idea how close to the movie/book it is since I haven't seen the source material) and very well paced. The mighty nein and vox machina make good appearances as side characters. I love the relationship progression, there's oh no they have to share a room, there's trauma, there's tension, it's great. Putting Essek and Caleb as equals with similar pasts was a good choice and works really well. Read this fic!!! It's incredible :)

Bitter Balm by saturdaysky (3778, Teen) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

A conversation after the Nein return to Eiselcross, the day before the expedition. Feelings are hard for the unlovable.

Reccer says: It HURTS but it GOOD

but i didn’t do it right, can i try again, and again? by queenbeetle (53385, Explicit) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

During a vacation to Nicodranas with the Mighty Nein, Essek and Caleb play out Dynasty Courting rituals at the expense of everyone else. So, nothing out of the normal for them, just more scandalous hand touching

Reccer says: I liked it!

the other things that make us by saturdaysky (13642, Explicit) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Essek returns, when he can, to the sanctuary of Caleb's home. The peace of it is a balm against the tedious peril of the road, which has more misery to share than Essek had ever thought. It's nice to have a place where he can lose himself: in a book, in arcane study, in the confusing allure of Caleb's smile. It's nice. And the cats miss him, Caleb says.

Reccer says: I liked it!

And then two for this last one! the breath before the phrase by KmacKatie (175513, Explicit) Reccer's Content Notes: No Content Notes

Essek Thelyss is a leading violinist, his spot as Shadowhand of the Rosohna Philharmonic Orchestra has been uncontested for over a decade. Caleb Widogast is a recent arrival to the city, convinced by his friends to audition for one of the vacant violinist positions. After starting off on the wrong foot, Caleb and Essek get to slowly know each other, discover what brings them joy, create while defying expectations, and find out that what they can produce together may just be better than anything they can do separately.

Reccer 1 says: I liked it! Reccer 2 says: This has to be my favorite AU. The author's knowledge about music shines brilliantly and I've really enjoyed the music recommended to share a sense of the character's performances. Reading this the first time over a year ago now genuinely re-sparked my love for string instruments and I even attended an orchestra performance last year because of it! I enjoyed the world building, how conflict between characters is handled, and the development of Caleb and Essek's relationship. This is a fic I've read more than once.

You can also check out our past older favorite reclists here: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

This is one of our weekly communally-generated shadowgast rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. 

And hey, anyone includes you!

Next week, we'll be featuring One Shots! One chapter and done, probably not too long.

Any fics coming to mind? Well, then use this form to submit!

[noisyghost]

GOD I absolutely agree re:werewolf tropes, especially in romance. I want to read so many werewolf books, but So Many play into pack dynamics/violent werewolf bf/etc etc tropes that it feels nigh impossible to find something that will Hit for me specifically. Do you (or anyone who stumbles upon this) have any recs for werewolf media? Particularly that which is outside of romance as the main plot/genre? (Nothing against romance as a whole, I just don't tend to enjoy it when it's the main focus of a story)

god yeah im the exact same, its why i usually end up gravitating more towards horror werewolves cause at least then i dont normally have to worry about weird alpha boyfriend tropes lol. But that means i dont really have too many media recommendations! I'll put a couple thoughts under the read more, but if anyone has any recs, feel free to reply below 🙏

i don't have any book recommendations bc i havent read a real book in years so most of this will be movies/shows/comics

Being Human (US) is really good in a lot of places (one of my absolute favorite werewolf designs), but the last season really falls into a bunch of those werewolf bullshit tropes so i pretend it doesnt exist lol. i think the good bits outweigh the stupid though! I have also watched the UK version and its. not bad. i just didnt really get into it idk.

The Order 1886 barely feels like a werewolf game even though it is for sure a werewolf game lol. i would recommend just watching a playthru tho cause the gameplay is pretty much nothing but the plot and characters are very cool!!!!

Uhhhh everyone knows van helsing which is an objectively just an ok movie but the werewolves and vampires go so hard i have to like it. Dog Soldiers is also a fun campy flick, and i enjoyed werewolves within but thats more of a mystery than a genuine werewolf movie. Annndddd i did actually like the wolf man 2025 like. its gonna piss a lot of werewolf fans off i think and i know why people dont like it but i think the ideas and themes it presents are really interesting to me specifically! so idk if the individual werewolf enjoyer will like it in the same way i did but i will recommend it if u like werewolves that really lean into the disease/virus aspect of it.

Wilde Life is a webcomic that i really enjoy that is.... werewolf adjacent. I wouldnt really call Cliff a werewolf, more of a shapeshifter, but they sometimes call him a werewolf so its close enough for me to mention it and theres lots of other cool critters and scary bits to make the comic worth recommending.

I dont think Prague Race (webcomic) is officially available anymore but that also had some fun werewolves in it. You can probably find an archive of it if you google the name (the artist's new comic, 'tiger, tiger' is also very good but has nothing to do with werewolves lol)

How to be a werewolf is another webcomic that does do a bunch of the pack dynamic trope but the characters are charming and has some romance but it isn't the primary plot, its more about family than anything. and a female werewolf main character is always a plus!

uhhhh im sure theres more im forgetting these are just some of the ones from the top of my head

...

ok literally this is so niche and i probably shouldnt even bother mentioning it but i have sat on this fic for literally 8 years now and it makes me so sad the author never finished it but. one of the only werewolf fanfics ive ever read that i really clicked with was an overwatch hanzo/cassidy fic called 'spurs don't pair with scare chords' and i need to put it here bc its the platonic ideal of a werewolf fic with a well paced romance that isn't the major intrigue point. its my white whale of a fanfic and it being unfinished haunts me. i wish overwatch was good

[malevoreenthusiast]

Boyfriend's Belly

Hi all! This is my first vore story, and I wanted to share. I had a dream about this scenario, and this story shorty ensued. Let me know if anyone would like a part two, or if anyone has any other ideas for a story, please feel free to message me!

“Sweetheart! I’m home!” I shed my coat and carefully hung it up in the lived-in mudroom, admiring the collection of different footprints Josh and I had managed to collect since we lived here. I pondered for a moment all of the friends we’ve made and memories we’ve shared since moving in together. A smile crept upon my face when I was about to call out again; however, I felt a nudging by my left leg. I looked down to see my classically handsome boyfriend Josh adorned in a headband with cat ears, two furry paw gloves, and a clip on tail that swished seemingly along with his emotions. It was one of these nights. Playing into the roleplay, I bent down and patted his fluffy, curly hair whilst he flicked his tail to and fro with affection.

“Hi there, kitty. Do you know where my boyfriend is? He’s big, strong and muscular, cute, soft brown hair, the most adorable face in the world? Sound familiar?” I scratched under his chin much the same way you would an actual cat, which got him to tilt his head up and look at me with a beautiful, genuine smile.

“Mrroww,” Josh said. He nuzzled me, which did feel somewhat similar to an actual cat given how plush his hair was. I interpreted the “meow” as a “No, but keep petting me.” If this is what my boyfriend wants, then I would do everything I could to make him happy.

“Okay, kitty,” I started scratching his fuzzy cheeks, “lets go unwind after a long day at work. If Josh isn’t here, then I guess I’ll have to tell you all about it!”

“Mrow!” Josh purred, nuzzling me as I stood back up.

I walked into the empty kitchen, surveying the place to see if our roommate, Chris, had cleaned up after himself since this morning. Though, roommate was a stretch. He didn’t pay rent, left messes everywhere, and overall made the apartment worse by constantly complaining and ruining Josh and I’s fun. Walking to our bedroom, Josh and I flopped on the bed and let the cool memory foam envelop us while I unwound from the day. Petting Josh along his muscled back, I talked out loud to myself in a playful manner.

“Gosh, if only my big strong boyfriend was here so I could tell him about my day. I got a raise, finished a project, got compliments from the boss…” I looked at the kitty before me as he smiled with glee and pounced on me to begin showering me with kisses—animal kisses, not human ones.

“Thank you, kitten. If my own boyfriend can’t bother to show up, I’m glad I have you,” I said, falling for the role play more and more as time went on. I nuzzled Josh inbetween his big, hairy pecs and planted kisses all along his torso. Kissing his belly button, Josh meowed seductively and I heard from his stomach the loudest, most obnoxious growl ever…

One of the things I most loved about Josh was his ability to pack things away into his gut. At the beginnings of our relationship, I had just assumed he needed a lot of calories, which is true, but the man devoured his own thanksgiving dinner almost each night. He could tear into food like no one I’ve ever met before. One of our favorite pastimes is stuffing Josh’s gut full of enough food to feed the entire homeless population, rub his belly to hear him belch and groan about how big he is, then fall asleep on the couch and listen to him digest his meal. I only learned recently that Josh, my beloved himbo of a boyfriend, was able to swallow people whole and digest them. He didn’t do it of his own volition almost ever. Most of the time, people asked to go into his belly, to which he wouldn’t—couldn’t—refuse. However, lately, I’ve been able to convince him to swallow some guys from the gym or at a restaurant bathroom. Something about the way his enormous stomach groans and moans as it churns the victim inside of it turns me on like nothing else. I worshipped Josh and his stomach, just as he worshipped me. I began forming a mischievous throught in my head that would help deal with two problems we currently faced.

“Is my little kitten hungry? You want some food in your tummy?” I rubbed Josh’s flat six-pack whilst asking, feeling another low rumble.

“Mrroowww,” Josh nodded his head and rubbed over his own hairy abs.

“Yeah? Good boy. Then follow me. I have a nice big meal for such a good kitty.” I couldn’t lie: I was starting to get really turned on by the idea I had in mind.

Josh happily flicked his tail around and nuzzled against me as I got out of bed. We crept over to Chris’ room and put our ears up against the door. The soft sound of snoring could be heard on the other end inside the room. Perfect for us, terrible for Chris. 

Josh looked at me quizzically and meowed, as if to say, “What are we doing outside Chris’ room?”

I bent down and whispered, “Hey, kitty. I know you’re super hungry, so I have a really big warm meal that’ll fit right into your belly,” at this, I rubbed Josh’s stomach in encouragement.

Josh froze for a moment, connecting the dots, when he suddenly realized what I had intended—he was gonna swallow Chris down into his gut. His eyes widened, at first with shock, then with excitement. He hadn’t even thought about gulping down our useless roommate because that was just the kind of pure-hearted soul Josh was. I, on the other hand, was a much more sinister person, and one who was head over heels for the muscular catboy at my feet. Filling Josh’s belly and getting rid of Chris would be a perfect way to end off this Friday.

“Okay, kitten. We need to be very quiet, or else this won’t work. Are you ready to have a big meal in your hungry belly?”

Josh nodded eagerly, forgetting to even meow. This new prospect I had introduced to him had seemed to really excite him. I stood back up and slowly opened the door to Chris’ room. It swung open silently. The door revealed the disarray Chris’ room was in: condoms were all over the floor, lube and tissues littered his nightstand and bedsheets, different pairs of dirty underwear were everywhere but the overflowing hamper. Only about fifty percent of the dirty underwear was even his.Tiptoeing through the messy room, Josh and I arrived at Chris’ bed. Chris was somewhat similar-looking to Josh, as they were cousins, which is why we let his tyranny go on for so long. His muscular body lay still, sleeping off whatever it was he did with no job. I wasn’t a predator myself, but even I could see how delectable Chris’ hairy thighs looked. Josh was thinking the same thing, as my handsome little kitten was already salivating and preemptively rubbing his flat stomach. Josh’s emerald glass eyes were unwavering from his cousin and dinner. He swallowed back the saliva that was crowding his mouth and broke his streak of inhuman words.

“Can I? Please…” he whimpered, and I couldn’t say no to his perfect, lovable face. I kissed him on the top of his head and whispered back.

“You may. Good kitty.”

Something clicked in Josh’s eyes, going from desparate anticipation to reverent cheer. He bounded up onto Chris’ bed, stirring the lazy boarder. Josh, ever on all fours, sniffed Chris’ feet. Where I smelled old sweat and filth, Josh smelled the best meal he’s ever had. My boyfriend licked up the length of Chris’ sole, which woke his dozing state.

“Woah! What the fuck? Hey guys. What’re you doing here?” He said, yawning, not yet realizing the danger he was in.

Neither Josh nor I answered, as we were fixated on what Josh was about to do. With a paw on his stomach, Josh opened his mouth wide and clamped his jaw down on Chris’ toes. Josh ran his tongue inbetween and around all of Chris’ toes, eliciting a giggle from the still confused prey.

“Haha, stop that! What’re you doing? That feels funny,” Chris chuckled, lazily rubbing his eyes.

Josh answered with a deep, slow gulp. The sound echoed throughout the room, making the two of us ignited with a desprate passion for more. Chris, on the other hand, was left drowning in even more confusion. That is, until he opened his eyes.

Seeing your cousin in nothing but underwear and cat ears at the foot of your bed wasn’t something most people would ever think to see in their life time. Seeing your cousin naked in cat ears at the foot of their bed with their mouth stretched over your feet and ankles was not something anyone has seen…probably ever. 

Josh used his big fuzzy paws to rub over Chris’ muscular thighs, tenderizing them for their inevitable trip down his throat. My hunky boyfriend was eager to fit more of Chris into his gut because of his immense hunger, so he swallowed one more time—the deep sound rang out as his throat contracted and opened up to suction more of Chris down his throat. Josh’s esophagus bulged outward, needing to accommodate the massive intake of food he was downing. His eyes were locked ahead, staring directly at Chris, viewing him as nothing but food for his groaning stomach.

“Josh,” Chris stammered, “what the fuck is happeneing. What are you doing?” He asked, trying to cling to the vestiges of composure that he was losing rapidly. He propped himself up on his elbows to get a better view of his own undoing when he was unceremoniously dragged further down the bed and deeper into Josh’s mouth with another swallow up to his thighs. Watching the scene play out was kind of incredible. Rivulets of drool poured out of Josh’s stretched maw onto the bedsheets as he lapped up and sucked on Chris’ thighs. Josh’s back was arching in the opposite way a cat’s would, and his erection was growing rapidly. As for my own, I had been rock hard ever since I first presented the idea. 

I got onto the bed, wanting to join in on the fun. Pushing my bulging erection into Josh’s massive bubble butt, I leaned down on top of his back and whispered in his ear: “Hey, aren’t kitties supposed to play with their food? How about we slow down and enjoy this, sweetheart?”

Josh purred in agreement, still locking his gaze on Chris, viewing him as nothing but a belly-filler. I could feel his stomach already expanding, giving him a small bloat already. I pushed my clothed-erection into his backside and rubbed his belly from behind, planting kisses all the while along his shredded back. This was what I lived for. Moments like this convinced me that Josh was my soulmate—moments of pure, primal intimacy in which we were both being fulfilled in such a meaningful, pleasurable way.

I glanced up at Chris, still shocked and beginning to move with more panic. He caught my eye and yelped: “Do something! He’s… he’s eating me!” Chris couldn’t look away from Josh’s gaze, scared that he might speed up or do something worse if he turned away now. All he could manage was stare in disbelief as his cousin (still in cat ears) slowly unhinged his jaw and swallowed his entire body down whole. 

Josh’s tongue ran over Chris’ skin slowly and deliberately, tasting his body like it was a five-star entree. Our roommate shuddered, but he didn’t have the consciousness or ability to resist, as Josh opened his throat once more and slid Chris’ perky ass and bulging cock down his throat, underwear and all. Half of Chris’ body was now inside my boyfriend’s gullet, and his belly was starting to grown at a much more rapid pace. Gliding my hands over the round curvature of Josh’s hairy belly, I could feel Chris kick his feet inside of his stomach chamber. Josh cupped his hand over mine on his belly and purred slowly, letting me know how much he enjoyed this idea. Josh grinded his ass against my crotch, letting me know how much sexual pleasure devouring his cousin was giving him.

Chris tried again, failing yet to understand that this was entirely voluntary on our end, and, in fact, this was exactly what the two of us wanted. He reasoned, “Josh, I’m not food. I’m your cousin! Chris? You know, we live together? Remember all the good times when we, um—” Chris was cut off as his body lurched deeper into Josh’s belly. His six pack was now half-way into Josh’s salivating mouth, and his stomach was looking bigger and bigger with every passing second Chris filled it up.

I gave my himbo some words of encouragement to help him along, not that he needed it, he clearly had this whole thing under control, but still, Josh loved the praise I gave him: “Good kitty. You’re being such a good boy right now. Was this a good meal for you, baby?”

Josh nodded and Chris looked at me with mouth agape. He whisper shouted in an attempt to not spur Josh on further: “Don’t encourage him! What the fuck is wrong with you? He’s swallowing me whole!”

I nodded whilst rubbing Josh’s growing belly. He swallowed again, allowing the better half of Chris’ torso down into his mouth. My hunky kitty was grinding on my cock like crazy now, as he knew his meal was almost at its end. Josh took his cat paws and placed them on Chris’ shoulders, getting ready to shove the rest of his cousin down his throat in one fell swoop, clearly forgetting what I said about taking this slow and playing with your food. So long as Josh was happy, though, I was happy. Josh prepped himself to fully finish off his cousin in one last swallow: opening his throat, arching his back, spreading his legs apart on the bed. I readily rubbed his belly as he moaned for more of Chris inside of him. 

“Are you ready kitten?” I asked Josh. He nodded his head eagerly, waiting for me to give him the okay. I took a moment to remember this view of my perfect, charming boyfriend swallowing another man whole. With all of the love in my heart, I said, “Do it.”

Josh shoved Chris with full force down his throat, pushing his belly out massively. Chris yelped and began shouting for help from anyone that would listen. Josh’s belly began moving of its own accord, bulging outward here and there with Chris’ movements inside. We both laid there still for a moment, letting the feeling sink in of Josh’s big, full belly. Josh continued swallowing, making sure he fit every single part of Chris in his stomach. After some time elapsed of sheer bliss with my boyfriend, Josh belched once, then again, then again. Chris was clearly kicking up a lot of gas for my himbo of a boyfriend, and poor Josh was belching more than a frathouse on a Friday night.

We turned around, both belly up (one was significantly larger than the other) on Chris’ bed and stayed there for a moment. I rubbed his belly affectionately and broke the silence after a few minutes. “Was he good?”

Josh, still wearing the garb but no longer adhering to feline speech patterns, responded, “He feels so fucking good in there. BBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.”

Turning on my side, I planted kisses on his hairy, stretched belly whilst he patted it. I put my ear up against his warm flesh and could hear Chris’ muffled voice from inside his stomach calling out for help. I smiled childishly and continued rubbing over the large dome of belly my perfect boyfriend sported. “You’re such a greedy kitty,” I chuckled whilst nuzzling into his chest.

“Hey,” he retorted, “this was your idea entire—BBBUUUUURRRRPPPPP—entirely. God, he tasted good,” Josh smacked his lips, clinging to the aftertaste of his belch. “Fuck, he filled me up so good. This’s been one of the most satisfying meals to date,” he looked down and smacked his Chris-filled belly, eliciting another burp.

Unable to restrain myself, I  began to passionately make out with him, doing my best to show just how much I loved him. Groping his hairy, muscular pecs, I paused every so often to give his belly the love it both required and deserved. We went on like that for a while, drowning in pure bliss and love for one another. About twenty minutes later, I was kissing Josh like my life depended on it, when he let loose a vile, deep belch, more gutteral than all of the other ones before. In my own mouth, I tasted the vile stench of his digestive juices and a weird spongy feeling of fabric on my mouth. Pulling away, I pulled the fabric from Josh’s mouth with my teeth, only to find that Josh had just burped out Chris’ underwear. The reminder of pure greed and hunger consumed me with lust. Every second I loved Josh more and more.

“Looks like Chris wanted to say goodbye,” Josh lovingly patted his behemoth of a belly.

Tossing the underwear aside, I nodded in agreement and nuzzled my face into Josh’s side, realizing my fatigue from the days work and this lust-ridden experience. In the morning, Josh’s belly would be much smaller, and we would go about any other weekend without a pesky third roommate. Future family gatherings on Josh’s side might be a little hard to explain, though. Rubbing Josh’s gut and mindlessly pondering about getting another roommate for Josh’s appetite, I began to drift off to sleep alongside Josh, lost in the loving embrace of my perfect, ravenous boyfriend.

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Ok hear me out

Thangyu fic, here’s the premise.

Disease breaks out among the players and the “people in charge” have decided that every player and guard will receive a mandatory vaccination to reduce unfair deaths. Thanos, however, is scared of needles, while Nam-Gyu… isn’t, to say the least. Nam-Gyu comforts him and holds him while he sobs???

:D happy writing

First time attempting to write a fanfic for Squid Games...thank you for the prompt and happy reading

Disclaimer: This is a platonic Thangyu fic because those are few and far between

Weak Spot - Thangyu Fic

It's been a few days since the sounds of coughing and wheezing started in the dorm. People randomly started falling sick in the otherwise closely preserved dome. At this rate, Nam-Gyu predicted a lot of players will die from the unknown disease rather than the games, he doesn't mind, as long as he's close to the reward money each day. His thoughts were broken by an announcement.

"Attention all players, on account of the unforseen circumstances all players are requested to proceed to the right-hand area for a mandatory vaccination to reduce any unfair deaths. I repeat, this vaccination is mandatory for both the players and guards"

"Huh. Guess they do care a bit. I thought they would just leave us to die since that would be more convenient for them to get rid of us" Nam-Gyu snickered, nudging Thanos in the elbow for his reply. But the ex-rapper was unusually quiet.

"Dude what's wrong with you? Afraid of a needle?" He prodded Thanos further, urging him to join in his joke. But Thanos jerked his head towards Nam-Gyu with wide eyes.

"Wait, are you seriously afraid of a stupid needle?" Nam-Gyu was confused.

"It's not stupid. Its a legit fear. Its called Trypanophobia" Thanos said matter-of-factly, trying to stop his hands from shaking. Nam-Gyu realised that Thanos was not coming down from one of his pill-popping effects but was genuinely feeling anxiety.

"Hey" he was overcome by a sudden feeling to say something comforting but was embarrassed to be lacking in that department. "Calm down its just a needle. Take it from someone who has experience in that department, all you would feel is just a prick" He shrugged. Thanos simply hummed, still staring at a random spot on the floor and taking long breathes. Nam-Gyu draped an arm over his shoulder, felt Thanos slightly lean towards him before breaking into silent sobs. He didn't knew what else to do other than to just wait for the panic attack to pass.

In that moment he realised one thing. Thanos may act like he owns the entire place. He may be arrogant and snobby and has the memory power of a goldfish, but there is a vulnerable side to this man which he seldom shows to others. And Nam-Gyu may feel irritated everytime Thanos misspells his name but he'd like to believe that there are cut from the same piece of cloth because of their past. He doesn't want to go out of his way and make promises of keeping each other safe but he'd like to believe that they'd be there for each other when this place turns into an even more of a hell-hole in the coming days.

Thank you for reading. Feel free drop any fic-ideas or prompts and I'd try to make it real 💜

[lunarharp]

played dragon age 2...just simple scribbles