#free love spells for a specific person

[coolcoolcoolbutwtf]

Don't ask me, honestly don't know either.

This was supposed to be just a simple sketch :(

[espithewarlock]

Sorry if this is too personal, but are you from NA? Because I'm in the middle of Take Me With You and so far everything feels just super americanised. Is this intentional or just something that slipped in?

Hello!! Yes, I am US-American! And, as a result of being US-American, all of my fics tend to be unintentionally Americanized. Sorry!! (Not something I can really help because everyone writes with their own bias so???)

[aparticularbandit]

Also it's important to me that it was specifically Alice who acted to blast Evanora out of Agatha.

Alice, who has spent her entire life believing her mother was crazy and her magic wasn't real.

Alice, who just found out that her mother cooked a protection spell into her most popular song so that Alice would be protected from a generational curse.

Alice, who just followed her mom's advice and was made free of that curse.

Alice, who was told all of this by Agatha.

Alice, who has just been connected to her mother's love for her who sees Agatha's mother say she should have killed Agatha the moment she was born and continue to be the worst possible person and refuse to let her travel the Road to get what she needs and possessing her to attack everyone else.

Alice, who jumps in and says enough is enough.

Alice, who dies for it.

[bones4thecats]

Hello! I saw that request are open again and i really want to request headcanons from twisted wonderland!

I wanted to ask for headcanons of malleus, sebek and leona with a significant other with the personality and background of elsa! I mean, s/o is really introverted, shy, studious and prim but also has so much fear of their powers due a traumatic event in their lives and have problems with let go all the pressure and fear they have but eventually learn how to control their power better.

I hope this is not such a heavy request and youre free to decline this! I hope youre doing well in real life!

↳ Conceal, Don't Feel.

A Twisted Wonderland × Elsa! Reader.

Requester: @ultravioletqueen.

Characters Included: Malleus Draconia, Sebek Zigvolt, and Leona Kingscholar.

Possible Trigger Warnings: Accidental physical harm caused from sibling to sibling, mentions of parental death, attempted murder, and isolation.

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🐉 Malleus uses magic in a lot of his daily activities. It's practically in a fae's DNA to use magic often. But, for you? You despised using magic. More specifically, you hated using your magic. 🐉 Your boyfriend noticed your hesitation to use your unique spell to defend yourself against an attack sent by Lilia in a spar. His green eyes widened and pupils narrowed when you flinched and jumped away instead of blasting back.

🐉 He asked what it was all about, and was shocked to hear you were told to suppress your magic due to its strength and danger against your younger sibling. 🐉 Malleus hugged you from the side and asked if you believed him to be dangerous because of his own magical prowess. You jumped and looked at him shocked, yelling a no and an explanation on why you knew him to be safe, not a monster. 🐉 When you finished, he smiled at you. "How am I not a danger, yet you are?"

⚡ Sebek was sort of scared of you at first. When you arrived at Night Raven College, your magic was still a little stray and was heavy dependable on your emotions. Let's just say hiding it all and then releasing it wasn't a very good move. ⚡ He and you began dating after your own overblot. It seemed impossible to many, as you were a first year, and your magical capabilities should have been below a second year's. But, it happened, and the world around began to freeze over. ⚡ Sebek's eyes were teared up when you began to scream in pain, ice overtaking your form. Your fingers were like icicles and your pupils snowflakes. He screamed for you to listen to him and not the thought in your mind. ⚡ "Your strength is not something to be scared of! Being strong is something you should take pride in! Your magic is beautiful, not monstrous!" He began to walk through the raging storm, leaving the sights of his fellow first years as he called out to you. ⚡ "Please- just come back to us! Come back to me! I love you!"

🦁 Leona and you had very different views on magic. He found it to be useful in multiple ways. You found it to be troublesome and something that would only tear people apart. 🦁 Maybe that was because it tore you and your younger sibling apart. 🦁 He knew you and your sibling had a harsh relationship, even harsher than he and his brother. You and they used to be very close; playing around anytime you got the chance. But, after you accidentally blasted them with your magic, you isolated yourself. 🦁 Leona tried getting you to contact them more, as you tried getting him to contact his brother more. But, he always failed. Eventually, he caught your sibling walking around campus, asking for you. 🦁 He was unsure if you wanted to see them at the moment, so he messaged you. When you told him to keep them away for now so you could get ready, he said he'd get Ruggie on the case. 🦁 While Ruggie busied your sibling, Leona sat in his room with you beside him. You were sobbing into his chest, while he just held onto you like a pillow. 🦁 "Don't worry, Frosty. I'm right here."

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[solxamber]

Hi hi solxamber!! (Is that spelled right?) I hope you’re having a lovely day/night! if you would allow me too I’d like to make a request/ask, ignore this if you wish!

But freshwater stingray yuu! She’s so sweet with everyone (even though she may be such a quiet person) and super calming too! But she’s so misunderstood (◞ ‸ ◟��). Kinda like how a lot of humans now treat wild stingrays, they think she’s dangerous and always aggressive! But really she just wants a friend (；へ：). Oh! And she’s also very tall too! Like Floyd tall, since freshwater stingrays are some of the biggest known rays in the world! She also has a long, whip-like, stinger (tail) that she can’t control even in the water! Maybe this in a small one-shot form (if you do that!) with Octavinelle and Diasomnia? I feel as if specifically Malleus and her would relate to each other very well with them both feeling isolated and feared because of something that they really can’t control!

Please feel free to ignore this if you wish! You are under absolutely no obligation to respond to my request! Sorry if it was really long (I’m severely hyperfixated on any form of marine life) 人(_ _*)

And do you do anon names? If so could I be a 🪼anon?

Octavinelle, Diasomnia with Freshwater Stingray! Reader

hi! yeah you can be 🪼 anon! and don't worry about the length at all, the more detailed, the more fun i have writing it! thank you for waiting and i hope you like it <3 and it's spelled right! you can just call me sol tho!

Azul Ashengrotto:

You sit in the quiet corner of the Mostro Lounge, sipping tea and trying to keep your long tail from accidentally knocking anything over. It’s always the same—people giving you wary glances, as if you’re a threat just waiting to explode. Your tail, with its unpredictable movements, has always been a point of misunderstanding, and despite your calmness and sweet demeanor, most people steer clear of you.

Azul has been watching you for a while now, his sharp eyes glinting behind his glasses. He finally makes his way over, that ever-confident smile in place as he sets a fresh cup of tea in front of you.

"Everything to your liking?" he asks, voice smooth as ever, but there’s a hint of something more—genuine curiosity, perhaps?

You look up, startled. "It’s fine," you mumble, trying not to let your tail twitch in nervousness. But of course, it does, brushing lightly against the floor. You freeze, pulling it in tightly to your side.

Azul’s eyes follow the movement, and instead of the discomfort you usually see in people, there’s only understanding in his gaze. He leans in a bit, resting his elbow on the table. "It must be difficult," he says softly, "having to be so aware of your tail all the time, when people can’t see beyond it."

You blink, surprised at how easily he’s put it into words. "Yeah," you admit, glancing down at your cup. "People think I’m dangerous. But I just… I don’t want to hurt anyone." Your voice trails off, soft and sincere.

Azul chuckles, though not unkindly. "I understand more than you think. People often mistake strength for malice. They forget that control takes time." He gestures vaguely toward his own carefully controlled smile, his smooth façade of confidence. "And patience."

You tilt your head, meeting his eyes for the first time properly. "You... you don’t think I’m dangerous?"

"On the contrary," he says with a smirk, "I think you’re someone worth knowing. Dangerously misunderstood, perhaps, but aren’t we all?"

You can’t help but smile a little at that. For the first time in a long while, you feel like someone is seeing you, not your tail or your height, but you.

Floyd Leech:

You’re wandering through the courtyard when Floyd spots you, and of course, he makes a beeline in your direction, grinning like a shark who’s just spotted prey.

"Heyyy, Shrimpy!" he calls out, stretching his arms over his head lazily. You brace yourself, knowing that Floyd isn’t exactly one to respect personal space.

"Hi, Floyd," you say softly, still trying to keep your voice friendly despite the knot of nerves forming in your stomach.

As expected, he immediately slings an arm around your shoulders, oblivious to the way your tail twitches nervously behind you. "Whatcha doin'? Lookin' all serious. You plannin' to sting someone with that big tail of yours?"

You blink, startled by how casually he brings it up, but you know Floyd doesn’t mean any harm by it—he’s just Floyd. "No," you say quickly, "I don’t sting people. It’s not like that. I don’t want to hurt anyone."

He gives you a curious look, then laughs. "Aw, I know, I know! I’m just messing with ya!" His grip tightens slightly as he leans closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "But y'know, if anyone’s ever giving ya trouble, just say the word, and I’ll help ya take 'em down. Sting 'em, punch 'em, doesn’t matter!"

You blink again, unsure how to respond to Floyd’s unique brand of... support. But something about his carefree attitude puts you at ease, and you find yourself smiling despite everything. "Thanks, Floyd," you say quietly.

He grins, clearly pleased with himself. "No problem, Shrimpy! Let’s go find someone to mess with, yeah?"

Jade Leech:

It’s in the depths of the Coral Sea when you first meet Jade properly. He’s calm and composed, as always, but there’s a calculating gleam in his eyes that makes you nervous. You’ve always been wary of people who observe more than they say—those are the ones who usually misunderstand you the most.

"Ah, you must be the freshwater stingray everyone’s been talking about," Jade says with a polite smile, his eyes scanning your tall form, lingering on your tail for just a second longer than usual.

You nod slowly, unsure of what to say. "Yes. And you must be Jade."

"Indeed," he replies smoothly. "It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ve heard quite a few interesting things about you."

You wince internally, imagining all the rumors about how "dangerous" and "unpredictable" you are. But Jade doesn’t seem fazed. Instead, he tilts his head slightly, his curiosity piqued. "It must be difficult," he muses, "being constantly misunderstood because of something you cannot control."

You blink, caught off guard by his words. "Y-yes," you stammer, "it is. But I try not to let it bother me."

Jade’s smile widens, and for the first time, you see a genuine warmth behind his usual calculating demeanor. "That is a wise approach. I believe there is much more to you than others realize. Perhaps we can... learn more about each other."

You feel a flicker of warmth in your chest. Maybe this encounter isn’t so bad after all.

Malleus Draconia:

You’re floating near the edge of the lake when you sense someone watching you. You turn slowly, and there, standing by the water’s edge, is Malleus, his dark eyes focused on you with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.

You’ve always felt a strange connection to Malleus. Both of you are feared for reasons beyond your control, and both of you know what it’s like to be isolated because of it.

"Good evening," he says softly, his voice deep and soothing.

"Good evening, Malleus," you reply quietly, moving closer to the shore. "What brings you here?"

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he gazes out at the water, his expression thoughtful. "I often find solace near the water," he admits. "It’s... calming."

You nod in agreement, understanding exactly what he means. "It’s the same for me. People seem to think we’re dangerous just because of how we look. But the water... it doesn’t judge."

Malleus turns to look at you then, his eyes softening. "Yes," he murmurs. "We are not so different, are we?"

For a moment, the two of you stand in comfortable silence, sharing an unspoken understanding that words could never fully capture.

Lilia Vanrouge:

Lilia’s eyes twinkle with mischief as he glides through the air, catching sight of you as you swim quietly near the edge of the lake. He lands gracefully on a nearby rock, grinning widely. "Ah, my dear stingray! How does the evening treat you?" he calls out, his voice filled with playful energy.

You blink in surprise, unused to such cheerfulness, but you offer a small smile in return. "It’s... peaceful," you reply softly. "I like the quiet."

Lilia chuckles, sitting cross-legged on the rock as he watches you, his eyes glimmering with curiosity. "You always seem so quiet and calm. Yet I hear rumors—some people say you're dangerous!" He laughs at the absurdity of it, as if the idea is nothing but a joke to him.

You sigh, glancing down at the water, your long tail swaying gently beneath the surface. "They think I’m dangerous because of my tail. I don’t want to hurt anyone, but… it’s hard to control sometimes."

Lilia hums thoughtfully, leaning forward a bit. "Ah, but isn’t that the way with most things in life? The most wonderful, powerful things are often the ones most misunderstood." He winks at you, as if sharing a secret.

You can’t help but smile at his words. There’s something so comforting about Lilia’s playful wisdom, and you feel your usual anxiety melting away. "Maybe you’re right," you say quietly. "It’s just… hard."

Lilia nods sagely. "Hard, yes. But don’t let that stop you from being who you are. Strength and kindness aren’t mutually exclusive, you know. You remind me of myself in my younger days!" He laughs again, the sound bright and infectious.

You chuckle softly, feeling a bit lighter. "Thank you, Lilia."

He winks again, standing up with a flourish. "Anytime, my dear! Now, shall we play a game? I bet you can’t catch me!" Before you can protest, he takes off into the air, leaving you laughing quietly at his endless energy.

Silver Vanrouge:

Silver is resting under the shade of a large tree when you spot him, his eyes closed as he naps peacefully. You hover nearby, not wanting to disturb him, but your tail accidentally swishes too close to a branch, causing it to rustle loudly.

Silver’s eyes blink open slowly, his gaze finding you immediately. He sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Oh… it’s you," he murmurs, his voice still soft with drowsiness.

"Sorry," you mumble, embarrassed that you woke him up. "I didn’t mean to… my tail…" You trail off, trying to tuck your tail away behind you, but it flicks out again despite your best efforts.

Silver shakes his head, giving you a gentle smile. "It’s okay. You didn’t wake me on purpose."

You feel a warmth spread in your chest at his understanding. Silver is always so calm and kind, never judging you the way others do. "Still, I’m sorry," you say, moving closer to sit beside him.

He watches you for a moment before speaking. "You don’t need to apologize for something you can’t control," he says quietly. "I know what it’s like to be misunderstood. People think I’m lazy because I fall asleep a lot, but it’s just… how I am."

You look at him in surprise. "I didn’t know that. I thought you just liked to nap."

He chuckles softly, leaning back against the tree. "Maybe a little. But it’s more than that." He pauses, then turns to you with a soft smile. "I don’t think you’re dangerous. You’re just… you."

His words are so simple, but they mean more to you than he knows. You smile back at him, feeling a little lighter. "Thank you, Silver."

Silver nods, his eyes closing again as he drifts off into another peaceful nap, leaving you to quietly enjoy the moment beside him.

Sebek Zigvolt:

You’re swimming near the edge of the lake when Sebek marches over, his loud voice cutting through the peaceful air. "Ah, there you are! I’ve been searching for you!" he declares, arms crossed and chin held high.

You blink, startled by his abrupt arrival. "O-oh, hello, Sebek."

He stares down at you, his expression serious as usual. "You must stop hiding yourself away like this! It is unbecoming of someone with such... size and stature!" His tone is as sharp as ever, but you know he means well—he’s just... Sebek.

You glance down at the water, feeling a bit self-conscious. "I’m not hiding. I just like the quiet."

Sebek huffs, clearly not satisfied with your answer. "Nonsense! You should be standing tall and proud! You are far too... graceful to be skulking about like some common creature of the sea!"

You blink in surprise at his words, unsure how to respond. "Um... thank you?"

Sebek’s eyes narrow, as if he’s not quite sure you understand his point. "Do not mistake me! I am simply saying that you are far too formidable to let others fear you so easily!" He pauses, his voice lowering slightly. "It is... their loss if they cannot see that."

Your heart warms at his unexpected compliment. Sebek might be loud and brash, but his words hold a certain sincerity that you can’t ignore. You smile up at him. "That’s... really nice of you to say, Sebek."

He stiffens, his cheeks flushing slightly as he clears his throat. "W-well, I am merely stating the facts! Now, come! We must train! A creature as powerful as you should not waste your time in solitude!"

Despite his usual intensity, you can’t help but smile. "Alright, Sebek. Let’s train."

With a proud nod, Sebek leads the way, his loud voice echoing through the air as you follow, feeling just a little bit more understood.

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[rosenclaws]

Valentines Day Blues || Worst!Logan x Reader

summary: Logan has never really cared about Valentines day until he met you, but despite his best efforts nothing seems to be working out for him.

warnings: angst to fluff, a little spice at the end but no smut, logan's self doubt and slight anger issues, happy ending.

wc: 2.8k

a/n: This is my entry for Loveuary event by @lubdubology and @yxtkiwiyxt! I had pick worst logan my love and add some angst bc I love angst but it all works out for our boy <3 Happy (Early) Valentines day guys!!

Sometimes Logan wonders why he even tries anymore. It's like the world is out to get him specifically. All he wanted was to plan one perfect day. Just one day where he can prove to you, to himself that he's more than a fuck up.

Logan has never really cared about Valentines Day. He's celebrated before. You know gone to dinner, to the movie, had a few hook ups. When he lived at the mansion he remembers the heart decorations and all the red and pink. The kids sharing valentines and watching them experience their first love. But thinking back on his long life there just wasn't anything about the holiday that stood out to him.

For Logan, things just never seemed to work out. Love wasn't his thing. He had lost the ones he loved. He hadn't thought about it, felt it, for years. It never even crossed his mind anymore. Too afraid of losing yet another lover. He went about his life, a shell of the man he used to be. A disgrace to the name X-Men and a monster parents tell their children about at night.

Until Wade showed up and everything changed. He's a hero now, well he's not a villain in the eyes of citizens. He'll take it. He could be free to live again, to make friends, enjoy life. To heal and live in memory of his fallen friends rather than run away from the pain. He doesn't think he'll ever forgive himself, but he can start by being a better man.

It's been so long since Logan felt love that he didn't even recognize it at first. He didn't understand why his heart beat faster, why he felt sweaty, why his stomach twisted and turned by just your mere presence. He thought it was something else.

Maybe you're a mutant and were using your powers on him. Maybe you had heard what he had done and decided that he wasn't worthy of redemption. He avoided you like the plague. Unable to shake whatever you were doing to him no matter how hard he tried. It wasn't until Wade slapped him on the back of the head and spelled it out in big bold letters.

He had a crush.

Logan just scoffed. A crush? That word...It felt so juvenile. A crush is something between two kids who stare at each other from across the classroom. A crush is small and innocent and Logan is far too old and far too worn to be crushing on Wade's friend. But he could only lie to himself for so long. It wasn't a crush. No that wasn't the right word.

He was in love. When he started creeping back into your life it hit him full force. Took him by the neck and shook him until it all clicked. He longed for your attention, to be close to you. To make you laugh, to watch you smile. He wanted to hold you at night, to hear your voice when he drifted off to sleep and to wake up the next morning with you by his side. He was utterly fucked.

It was funny really. Especially to Wade, I mean how clueless could a man be? You would think two hundred years of experience would mean he could pick up on these things. But Logan doesn't notice those things anymore.

He's so in his own head he never even noticed that you were mirroring his feelings. That the mere sight of Logan was enough to make you weak in the knees. That his laugh, as rare as it was to hear, was music to your ears. That you were heartbroken when he started to avoid you, anxiety filling your brain about why the man just couldn't stand to be around you.

Wade treated it as his own rom com. Making popcorn and watching the longing looks shared between the two of you. Except Wade wasn't a patient person and he wasn't trying to watch a slow burn where both of you refuse to talk. So he pushed you two together. Spilling both your secrets right in front of each other and walking away like he didn't just change your lives forever. But it worked. You had to give him that at least. Even if Logan really didn't want to give Wade any credit ever.

Logan remembers that night like it was yesterday. You took his hand, so nervous to look him in the eyes. He locked your fingers together, squeezing your hand softly and tilting your chin to look at him. Colossus passes by and using the man as cover he kisses you. He could hear a faint "Oh come on! What is this Disney Channel?" From Wade but he pays it no mind.

Since that day Logan has vowed to spend every moment being the man you deserve. You tell him that you love him but sometimes it's hard to believe. How could someone like you love a man like him? Your heart was too good for him. Too bright to be with a man who wasn't even sure he had a heart just a year ago.

But nevertheless you're still here and Valentines day is fast approaching. This is his chance to show you how much he loves you. To buy you the perfect gift and plan the perfect date. If he could do this, he could be just a fraction of a man good enough for you.

He wanted to make you breakfast. To dress up nice and proper for once with flowers in his hands. A picnic at the park. To watch the sunset together all wrapped up in blankets. A night time drive that ends in a passionate night.

But life has other plans.

The day starts with a broken alarm clock. Logan groans as he wakes up, reaching out for you only to feel an empty bed. He shoots awake, looking at the clock to see that it was well past breakfast time.

"Fuck!" He hisses as he throws the covers off and scrambles to the kitchen. To his dismay you're already awake and eating. His heart sinks, failure number one.

"Hi honey, how did you sleep?" You ask sweetly as you wrap your arms around his waist, sighing happily as you hug your boyfriend.

"Alright, I meant to wake up earlier than this." He mumbles as he holds you tight. He tries not to show his disappointment as he covers it with a smile. He still has his other plans, the day is just starting.

"That's okay, I'm glad you were able to get some rest." Logan huffs but nods along with you.

He pours himself a cup of coffee. He suddenly realizes to tell you something and pulls you back into him, kissing you fiercely. You squeak in surprise but melt into his embrace.

"What as that for?" You tease as he pulls away. Logan shrugs and kisses you again.

"Happy Valentines Day Sweetheart." He purrs. You giggle as he buries his face in your neck.

"Happy Valentines Day Logan."

"Now, I have the whole day planned so go get ready." His disappointment from earlier fading as he thinks about the rest of the day. "How romantic of you." You kiss his cheek and turn to go back to your bedroom. Logan smirks and gently slaps your ass as you walk away.

"Logan!" You scold him but he just grins wider.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself."

Logan packs the picnic basket as you get ready. He made sure to buy all your favorite things and handmade chocolate covered strawberries last night after you went to bed. Those were romantic right? The clock ticks by faster than he realized and it dawns on him that the flowers he ordered have yet to arrive. His phone buzzes and he growls as he checks it.

Of course.

A text from the florist shop that they can't complete his order despite the fact he ordered these weeks ago. Fuck. Well maybe he can grab something on your way to the park? No he can't buy them right in front of you. Plus what store even has flowers right now. Maybe he can cut a few from the neighbors garden. They won't miss a few roses.

"Logan? Everything okay?" He snaps out it and shoves his phone back in his pocket.

"Just fine sweetheart," His eyes land on you and he lets out a low whistle.

"You trying to kill me or something?" He says with a smirk as he takes in your outfit. Fuck you're perfect.

"This old thing? I just had it laying around." You joke.

You grab onto his belt and pull him into you, his lips capturing you in a hot kiss. His hands slowly slide up your body. You could get lost in this kiss forever.

A loud boom breaks you apart. Your heads whip towards the window and see the sky darken before your very eyes.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Logan growls as he lets go of you. Stalking his way to the window to see rain pouring down outside. There goes the picnic plans. He slams the window shut. Frustration taking over his mind.

"It's supposed to rain all day," You say as you check your phone. You notice Logan's mood turn sour and you start to get worried.

"Of course it is." He scoffs. Logan searches for something in his brain to fix this day. Maybe he can just drive out of the city and you can still go on a picnic or watch the sunset.

"Logan are you okay?" You ask softly. He grunts as his phone buzzes once again in his pocket. Wade's picture flashes up on the screen and it takes everything in Logan to actually answer.

"What."

"Hey so...I might have borrowed your car last night for reasons that are not important to you and well lets just say its going to be out of commission for a couple days k sorry gonna hang up before you process this bye love you!" Wade speaks fast and hangs up faster.

No breakfast, no flowers, no car, no park, no sunset. Just fucking great. He can't even do one fucking nice thing for you. Logan crushes his phone in his hands without even thinking. He's done, he just. He doesn't get it. Why can't he just do one nice thing for you?

"Logan!" You hurry over and try to comfort him but he just holds his hand up.

"What's wrong?" He just sighs, stands up and shoves his hands in his pockets.

"There are no plans anymore. I'm sorry." He says lowly. Disappointment seeping into his tone.

"I had everything planned, I had the perfect day. A day where I can just... you know what? Forget it. I don't even know why you bother with me anymore." He mumbles.

He ignores the calls of his name as he walks out the door and leaves. The rain soaks him right to his metal bones. He just sits on the grass. Letting the rain hit him. Dramatic? Maybe but he's defeated. Just. Purely defeated.

His inner thoughts swarm with attacks, the happiness he had hoped to feel was draining. Being replaced with self doubt that can only scream that he's not worthy of you, not worth the love.

"Logan you get your ass back inside right now!" Your voice cuts through the harsh patter of the rain. He turns to see you marching forward, your pretty clothes all ruined now as you walk over to him.

"Go back inside, you're going to get sick." Logan says with concern but you don't care.

"No, not until you talk to me." You say stubbornly. He huffs and takes off the jacket he had put on earlier to hold it above your head. Rain pelts his back but its stopped hitting you.

"It's nothing."

"Stop that! Stop shutting me out Logan. Look I know this is hard, that sometimes you get wrapped up in your own head. But that's why I'm here." You grab his face, making sure he can't get away from you. You don't know how many times you need to drive this into his thick skull but you will if that's what it takes.

"A bother? Do you really think I'm just putting up with you? I fucking love you, you idiot! I don't care about if the date is perfect or if you get me flowers or chocolate. I care about you."

"Everything got fucked up today sweetheart. Literally everything I wanted was ruined. Don't you think that's a sign? That the universe is trying to fucking tell me something?" You scoff and shake your head.

"Tell you what? Huh? What could the universe possibly tell you that I can't. I'm telling you right now. That you are the love of me life. I love our lazy mornings, the soft kisses, the movie nights, the way you make my day brighter and my stomach flutter. Fuck the universe. Logan, I'm right here." Logan does so much for you that he doesn't even notice.

He loves you and his love is more than enough. It bleeds into everything he does. The way he looks at you, how he talks to you, the pure love and adoration in his eyes.

"I wanted today to be perfect for you. I wanted to show you that I'm worthy of every part of you." He confesses.

You pull him in for a kiss. Not caring if he drops the jacket that was once covering you. You let the rain fall as your lips move passionately with each other. Logan groans as he wraps his arms around you. Your hands reach up to grab at his wet hair, pushing it back and running your fingers through it. His hands grip your waist tightly, pulling you impossibly close to him. Reluctantly you pull apart, needing to catch your breath. He's got this dopey smile, his eyes softening as you rest your hands on his chest.

"You idiot, you're already are worth that and more." You whisper. Thunder rolls through the sky and you tug on Logan's hand.

"Come on, let's go back inside. I don't need to find out if your metal skeleton attracts lightning." He chuckles but follows you back inside. After drying off and changing back into your pajamas he finds you trying to push the couch back.

"What are you doing?" He asks as he walks over and picks it up with ease.

"Show off." You mumble. You grab a blanket it and lay it on the floor.

"You wanted a picnic, so let's have one." Placing a couple pillows on the floor, you and Logan sit in your living room with the food he had packed earlier.

The sound of the rain hitting the windows was oddly peaceful. Your heart warmed at the sight of everything Logan had packed. He really put thought and care into this. You were practically in his lap at this point. His hands wanting to be on you at all times.

"Here," You lift a chocolate strawberry to his mouth and he takes a bite.

"Sweet, not as sweet as you though." He says with a cheeky smirk.

"Cheesy," You roll your eyes playfully. He chuckles, his thumb rubbing the side of your mouth where some chocolate was. His face softens, eyes brimming with an emotion you can't read as he stares at you.

"Hey, I love you."

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. You're everything. I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. Logan feels it all, you're it for him. But he doesn't know how to say it quite yet, so he settles for I love you and hopes you understand how much he truly means it.

"I love you too Logan, more than anything." He presses a kiss to your cheek and peppers them down to your jaw. His teeth grazing your pulse point.

"There's still one more thing I had planned that we can do right here." Logan purrs. You giggle as he flips the two of you so that you're on your back, your head on a pillow.

"Oh really?" You tease as you slip your hands up his shirt.

"Happy Valentines day Logan." You hum as he nibbles on your neck.

It's not the day he had expected to have, but it's turned into one he'll never forget. Maybe this holiday isn't so bad. He smirks as he sits back on his knees, still in slight disbelief that you're his. You know what? The universe can suck it. Because he's happy and for once he won't let anything get in his way.

"Happy Valentines day sweetheart."

Here's to many, many more.

[kakuvibez]

hello!! I don't know if you take poly requests but could you do Shadow milk cookie x Sua!reader (alien stage) x Pure vanilla hcs? like they're reaction to having an s/o with a really good and soft voice just like how Sua has and could you base readers appearance with Sua except reader has a long hair but still has Sua's features, personality etc. hcs and scenario/s will do! but if you don't do poly rqs then feel free to just separate them! but will really like it more if you do poly but no worries it's up to you!!

yandere one shot + hcs; CRK

Since you're my first request for a cookie run kingdom story(?) I want to give you extra (≡^∇^≡)‼️

requested by ; anonymous/ @user / none,,

fandom(s) ; ALNST, CRK

fandom master list(s): master | specific

character(s); Shadow Milk Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie Sua!Reader,

outline; "Can you sing...?"

warning(s) ; yandere themes for extra,,

You have a voice as soft and enchanting as Sua's, with an almost otherworldly tone that makes people stop and listen.

Your appearance mirrors Sua's, but with long, flowing hair that shimmers under the light.

Personality-wise, you're graceful yet mischievous, sometimes teasing but always carrying an air of elegance.

Shadow Milk Cookie

The first time Shadow Milk Cookie heard your voice, he froze. His usual sharp demeanor wavered, his grip tightening around his weapon.

He tells himself it's just a voice, but the way it lingers in his mind? Unacceptable.

"Tch. What kind of spell is this...?"

He acts unaffected, but if anyone else comments on your voice, he glares at them like they dared to touch something precious.

When you sing or hum absentmindedly, he pretends not to listen... but he always is. He sharpens his weapons slower, his mouth flicking in quiet satisfaction.

If anyone insults your voice? Expect immediate violence. "Say that again, and you won't have a voice to speak with."

- Initially, he doesn't react much to your voice. He's so used to harsh, bitter sounds-clashing swords, the echoes of solitude, the weight of his past.

- But then he hears you truly sing. Maybe it's late at night when he can't sleep, and you hum a tune absentmindedly. The moment the melody reaches him, his entire body stills.

- He tries to act indifferent, but is heart clenches. Why does your voice make him feel like this?

- He doesn't admit how much he craves your singing. Instead, he finds excuses to linger near you whenever you hum or speak softly.

- He secretly loves it when you sing just for him, even if he acts annoyed about it. If you stop? He'll grumble something like, "Who told you to stop?"

-barely above a whisper.

- If someone else hears you and compliments your voice? Oh. He does not like that. He'll pull you aside and mutter, "Why do you waste your voice on them?"

- He may not say it outright, but your voice is one of the only things that soothes his restless soul.

Pure Vanilla Cookie

- Pure Vanilla is absolutely mesmerized from the very first time he hears you. Your voice is a gift, a melody that carries warmth and kindness in every note.

- Every time you speak or sing, his eyes light up. He listens with a gentle, almost reverent expression, as if he's hearing something divine.

- "You have the voice of an angel," he murmurs, smiling softly. "Every word you say feels like a blessing."

- He often asks you to sing when he's healing others. He believes your voice alone has the power to mend weary souls, and he's right-your presence alone makes the injured feel at ease.

- He's not the jealous type, but he does feel a little sad when others demand your attention. He cherishes those quiet moments when it's just the two of you, your voice wrapping around him like a warm embrace.

- Pure Vanilla enjoys brushing your long hair as you sing. He finds it soothing, almost like a ritual of love and comfort.

- If he ever sees you upset, he'll softly encourage you to sing for yourself. "Even if no one else is listening, let your voice be a comfort to you as well."

Pure Vanilla Cookie is completely enchanted by your voice. He listens with a dreamy expression, like he's basking in sunlight.

"Your voice is... unlike anything I've ever heard. It soothes even the deepest wounds."

He encourages you to sing or speak freely, even if you're shy about it. He truly believes your voice holds healing properties.

If you ever feel insecure, he'll cup your cheeks gently and remind you: "Even the wind envies the softness of your words."

Loves when you hum while tending to flowers or helping others-it makes everything feel more magical.

He will absolutely ask for lullabies if he's stressed. His trust in you is absolute, and your voice is his greatest comfort.

Shadow Milk pretends to be indifferent, while Pure Vanilla is openly mesmerized. The contrast is amusing.

Shadow Milk is the type to grumble if Pure Vanilla requests a song: "What, you need to be sung to sleep like a child?" But then he stays to listen.

You often tease Shadow Milk about how he always "accidentally" shows up when you're singing. He denies it.

Pure Vanilla thinks your voice could bring peace, while Shadow Milk sees it as a weapon that could distract even the strongest of foes.

They both love you in their own way, but one thing is certain-your voice belongs only to them.

The quiet hum of your melody drifted through the air, carried by the soft night breeze. Sitting beneath a large tree, you let the notes flow effortlessly, your long hair swaying gently.

Pure Vanilla Cookie sat beside you, eyes closed, a peaceful smile gracing his lips. "It feels like a dream..." he murmured. "I could listen to you forever."

A short distance away, Shadow Milk Cookie leaned against the tree with crossed arms, his tail flicking. "Hmph. It's just a song." But the way his ears twitched betrayed his real feelings.

You smirked. "You say that, and yet you're still here."

He clicked his tongue, turning away. "Coincidence."

Pure Vanilla chuckled, his golden eyes twinkling. "Shadow Milk, you don't have to pretend. I see the way you relax when they sing."

Caught off guard, Shadow Milk scoffed but didn't leave. Instead, he muttered, "If you're gonna sing, at least don't stop halfway."

You laughed softly, continuing your song, while both of them-whether they admitted it or not-were completely captivated by you.

They may be different, but one thing is certain: your voice belongs only to them.

Extra!! ; Yandere Headcanons

Yandere! Shadow Milk Cookie

Obsessed. He hates how much he craves your voice, yet it's the only thing that soothes his ever-present rage.

He's always watching-lurking in the shadows, waiting for an excuse to eliminate anyone who gets too close to you.

"You sing too much for others. Do they really deserve to hear you?" His voice is low, almost threatening.

Doesn't like you speaking to others at all. If he catches you singing for someone else, he will glare daggers and find a way to get rid of them.

If anyone insults your voice, expect a body count. He doesn't hesitate.

He sometimes steals things that carry your scent-small ribbons, hair strands caught in your brush-just to keep a part of you when he's alone.

Yandere! Pure Vanilla Cookie

Unlike Shadow Milk, Pure Vanilla acts like the perfect lover. He praises you, smiles at you with warmth... but beneath that, there's something unsettling.

"Your voice is a gift to the world, but... perhaps it's best if only I hear it." His tone is gentle, yet firm.

Wants you to sing only for him. If others hear you, he feels betrayed-not that he'd ever punish you outright. No, he'll make you feel guilty instead.

"Do you not love me? Is that why you let others hear your voice?"

If you try to run, he'll act hurt, making you feel like the villain. "I only want to protect you, my dear... why must you try to leave me?"

He will never let you go. If necessary, he'll use magic to erase memories of anyone who's ever heard your voice before.

They hate each other. Shadow Milk is convinced Pure Vanilla is manipulating you, while Pure Vanilla sees Shadow Milk as dangerous.

You? Caught between them. They both believe they're the only one who truly deserves you.

Shadow Milk would rather keep you locked away in darkness, safe from anyone else. Pure Vanilla would keep you in a golden cage, disguised as kindness.

They both find any excuse to keep you away from others. "Stay with me a little longer," Pure Vanilla will plead, while Shadow Milk will forcefully drag you away.

If you try to escape? Pure Vanilla will gaslight you into staying, while Shadow Milk will break anyone who dares help you.

The night was unusually quiet, save for the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. Pure Vanilla Cookie sat near a small campfire, his staff resting against his shoulder, while Shadow Milk Cookie leaned against a nearby tree, arms crossed, eyes shadowed with exhaustion.

You sat between them, the cool night air brushing against your skin as you absentmindedly hummed a tune-soft, dreamlike, carrying a melody neither of them could ignore.

Pure Vanilla's breath hitched, his eyes shimmering with admiration. "That song... it's beautiful."

Shadow Milk Cookie didn't say anything, but his grip on his weapon tightened ever so slightly. The usual tension in his posture seemed to ease.

"You should sing more often," Pure Vanilla encouraged gently, brushing a strand of your long hair behind your ear. "Your voice is... comforting."

"Tch." Shadow Milk Cookie scoffed, turning his gaze away.

Shadow Milk Cookie was hidden among the shadows, his tail flicking in irritation. Too many people had heard you today. He would need to take care of that.

Pure Vanilla Cookie, standing just behind you, smiled. "Your voice is... beautiful as always, my dear."

You turned to him with a soft smile. "Thank you, Vanilla."

Before you could continue, a cold hand grasped your wrist. Shadow Milk Cookie's grip was firm-almost too firm. "Enough," he growled. "You sing too much for others."

Pure Vanilla placed a hand over Shadow Milk's, his expression unreadable. "You shouldn't be so rough with them. You wouldn't want to hurt our precious songbird, would you?"

"Don't act like you're better than me," Shadow Milk spat. "You're just as bad."

You swallowed, heart pounding. There was no escaping them. No matter how sweet their words or how cruel their actions, they would never let you go.

And worst of all? A part of you was starting to wonder if you wanted to leave.

Because when they looked at you like that-like you were the only thing in their world-how could you say no?

No matter where you go, no matter how far you run-your voice, your very existence, belongs to them.

[dilfdater420]

#dilfdater420 : my list of personal Cecil Stedman headcanons (that include how he would act in a relationship/with the reader) and also my first post on this blog! if you like my headcanons feel free to request more from me! i’m always open <3

in general…

Cecil would be from the country, specifically Kentucky. I don’t know why, I just have a deep feeling he’d be there

And with that, he’d have almost everything that came with it. The accent, the love for flavorful food, the no nonsense approach to everything, the country music, and a love for hot weather.

He’d grow up on a farm, but know that there’s something out there that’s more interesting than tending to livestock and growing okra. He’d be the first of his family to go to college and eventually lead into government espionage and into the GDA director.

He’d lose his accent of course, not because he hasn’t been around his fellow countrymen, but because it wasn’t “professional”. (If you want a visual of how a country Cecil could sound watch clips of Walton Goggins from Vice Principals, it’s gold!)

Cecil’s accent could only come out in moments of pure emotion. Whether he’s furious, ecstatic, or devastated, that’s when the facade cracks and the man he’s built up to be is gone.

I feel like he might also have went back to his accent when he was in prison simply because he didn’t give a shit anymore.

Other than his southern background, Cecil would be the type to really love love. He’d cherish that feeling of not only being loved, but loving others. Yet another thing to push away in his line of work.

For example, when he develops deep connections —or at least connections that are deeper than surface level— with people he doesn’t like the idea of parting with that feeling. With that, he can get really selfish when a force of love that he cherishes gets taken away. In execution, this can look like Donald getting revived without his knowledge because Cecil cares about his right hand man.

He keeps this really well hidden because his line of work requires cold, uncaring actions. So if he likes someone, he’ll subconsciously tell the person in question through subtle decisions.

At his big age he would’ve thought that this is something he’d overcome, but love prevails.

in a relationship…

The selfishness is on unmatched proportions. Keeping you safe is a top priority. You’re scrubbed from any sort of record, no one’s allowed to know you’re entangled with him. He’s got too many targets on his back.

And if you’re a hero? Ooo… it gets worse…

A lot of coddling! Comes off like harsh commands to fall back, outsiders think Cecil hates you because he’s so mean, constantly laserd on you. When in reality, he’s in the midst of a professional entanglement.

After years of this and it not going well with the maybe, at max, two recipients of his treatment he knows to keep high walls so he can’t fall in love easily. It always spells a lot of stress on the other person, and then him.

But he unfortunately couldn’t have it any other way! He’s a control freak.

If a relationship is successful though, he’s a happy guy. He has a reprieve waiting for him every day from the murky landscape of a world he lives in. It’s probably like a dopamine boost that he has something normal, and on all his terms? Might as well be cocaine

He’d very easily become addicted.

Despite his hard grips on safety, he’s actually a pretty chill partner. He’d like a normal morning where there’s a scent of bacon cooking on the skillet, sun ebbing from the half opened curtains from you not trying to disturb him—reminds him of childhood.

And if he doesn’t awake to that, even better that his lover be with him in his arms.

He’d adore the small moments when you’re both in the living room watching a movie, going out for dinner in a restaurant where you’re the only two in there, or dancing to some jazzy blues in the bedroom. These are the times that he gets to feel normal.

It’s priceless to him.

Oh! Cherry on top, around you in private, he let’s his country come out!

I have more so if someone wants to Idk… request I write some more I’d probably love that Idk… (cheeky)

Clearly I thrive on attention lmao

[prlssprfctn]

Hello!! I'm the one who asked about what you think about Jason being the favorite robin(child) of the rogues. That is actually my first time asking. I love the headcanons and narrations you wrote about! Now, I'm kind of thinking about Jason being an top of the random lists that Tim has in the Batcave like?

Children, adoptees or wards? (Do adults count? - Dick)

Jason - lost count after 100 homeless kids under his care and in his illegal but safe orphanages, rapidly increasing to an unhealthy number 500(Tim wrote it).

Bruce - 17??? (Are we?-Dick)

Dick - 1 (Does Damian even count? - Jason)

So on...

Jobs Legal or illegal

Jason - Illegally employed: Crime boss, drug lord. Etc...

Legally employed: Doctor(Since when?-Bruce), Nurse(I'm asking since when?!!!-Bruce), Librarian(Where ?!!!-Babs). Teacher(Where?!!!-Damian(He is not letting go of the chance to let go of Jason's teaching). (Jason just went to get employed by every job possible to keep the money and funds coming... Ain't No Way. He's asking Bruce for money)

Bruce- CEO

Tim- Co-CEO

Dick- Cop

Certificates

Jason with the help of Talia reviving his paper documents. - He filled the whole living room with Diploma, PHDs and Certificates that is definitely real (no hacking required)

Bruce, Tim and Dick just hang their Gotham High school diplomas above the fireplace...

Alfred is removing some of Jason's certificates to the library to make room for Damian, Steph, Cass and Duke.

And every other random list

Funnily enough there is a calendars in the Batcave and Kitchen. Each calendar has a significant person. And only Jason's calendar is filled with notes of events, next to him is Tim after Tim it's Bruce.

Like:

Dick- Hey... Jay what does the assassin meeting mean?...

Jason- ...

Dick- Jay... What about the mercenary meeting?

Jason- ...

Bruce- What does a magical assassin's meeting mean?!!

Everyone- Jay... JAY!!!

Jason slowly disappears like the disappearing meme that Tim always shows and it came to bite him in the ass.

Jason finally uses the magic spells that the sorcerer he bullied to teach him to good use...

giggled—

Jason-overachiver-Todd. his overachieving is on that level when he doesn't even realise it, he just automatically volunteers and does everything and anything.

(shh, it is his way to make up for all years he missed while being homeless and dead).

also, Tim makes the most specific, strange lists, too. like, about random things, really.

"who died the most in the family?"

1. Jason [25 times]

(Bruce: ?????? WHAT)

2. Bruce [15 times]

3. Dick and Damian [1 time]

4. Steph [0.5 time]

"who owns the most hobby clubs and community groups?"

1. Jason [48]

(Tim: Okay, reading and theatrical stuff is one thing, but CROCHETING? THE ANONYMOUS CENTRE OF PEOPLE FREE OUT OF COMA???)

2. Dick [33]

3. Alfred [12]

4. Bruce [1]

(Damian: Father, I don't think League of Justice counts for a community group...)

also, Jason unlocking another magical powers along the way is so fun, especially if he can disappear randomly sometimes. like, he is in the middle of an argument with Bruce? whoops — and he is gone.

[buriedpentacles]

Simple Relationship Sweetener Spell

Here's a small and very easy spell to bring a little extra sweetness into a relationship! A little PSA is that this spell is for an already existing relationship, it enhances rather than creates. Also, it doesn't have to be for a romantic relationship! You can use this for friends, family, employers etc!

Here's the spell, as I did it, with notes on potential substitutions and how you can edit it to suit your own practice and relationship 💚🌿

Feel free to dm, message or comment any questions!!

Ingredients

Sugar

This is pretty self explanatory, a little sugar to sweeten the relationship! I used two types of sugar - granulated and light brown but you can use whatever you have or feels right. I used these two because light brown sugar felt very grounding and homely, it is reminiscent of the feeling I want to bring into our relationship, and it reminds me of my partner.

You could also use: honey, fruit, chocolate, or anything sweet, but consider what they might bring to the spell - chocolate is rich and can be addicting, it may be good for a spell to bring a more passionate energy to the spell. Honey is sweet and sticky, this might help pull in someone who has a habit of being distant. Fruit is sweet in a more subtle way, and the type of fruit you use will have its own energy. This will also be determined by your own correspondences and associations.

Black pepper

I always like to add an element of protection to my spells, just to keep them clear of any interference. Black pepper also adds an element of fire and passion to help spice up the relationship. You could use anything you like that symbolises protection in your practice e.g. a pentagram charm, some iron scrapings, thorns (though be careful adding anything baleful into the spell, be clear of it's intention and purpose).

Dried flower petals

Flowers have always been a language of connection and communication between people, not just romantically. For my spell, I used some petals from red tulips petals my partner had gotten me (this helped add an extra layer of energy as it was a gift from him to me), and red tulips represent love and passion (and they're my favorite flower). For a more platonic relationship you could use daffodils, yellow roses or daisies! For family you could use orchids or pink roses and for a more formal relationship perhaps lavender or violets. Consider what you want from the spell, and adjust accordingly - if you want a calmer, more stable relationship try lavender or primrose, if you want something more fiery and passionate then carnations or red roses!

A taglock for each person in the relationship

For my spell, I used hair as this was easy to get from me and my partner. You can also use a photo of you both, their names on a slip of paper, something with their handwriting etc. You can also use blood or other bodily fluids but always be careful and safe when interacting with bodily fluids.

Sigil

I'd recommend creating your own sigil for this, as you want to imbue it with your own specific desires! For me, I did a simple sigil with imagery and letters woven in with my intention: a fulfilling relationship. A simple intention, because again this is just to boost an existing relationship rather than to create one.

Petition of your desires

Alongside the sigil, I also wrote a short and simple transcription of my spell. If you're unsure of what to write than here's a simple template: [your name] and [other person's name] relationship will bloom into [what you want; a fiery romance, a respected partnership, a life-long friendship]. [Person's name] will [what you want from them; dote on, respect, propose, hang out more, etc]. So mote it be (or your alternative I.e. amen). Here you can also: petition and thank specific spirits if you want, and add a "if not" clause (I.e. if this cannot be, then 3 doves will reveal this failure to me).

An offering

If you are asking a spirit to aid this spell, as I did, then a simple offering (even just a glass of water). If you haven't involved spirits then you don't have to include an offering, but it can help to provide an offering for the spell nonetheless- something to help give it energy in a way that won't drain you.

Other symbols of the relationship

You can also add any other ingredients that fit the relationship you want to grow. I added a small rose quartz crystal, as its a symbol of love and the earth, I also added a small sea shell as I personally associate water and the ocean with love. You might choose to add a friendship bracelet you've made (which could be an extra layer of knot magic) or something from your childhood.

A biodegradable container

This can be anything from a toilet paper tube, to a compostable bag, to just paper. Anything that could be broken down over time (and is safe for the environment). Get thrifty!

Thread

A piece of thread in the colour you most associate with the relationship and your intention. For me, this was red. For a friendship spell perhaps yellow, for a spell related to your boss green may work better - it all depends on your end goal.

The Process

Combine your sugar, pepper, petals, and taglock and grind and mix them together until they're well combined. I use a pestle and mortar and like to move clockwise to bring the spell inwards.

As you do this, focus on the feelings you want the relationship to bring - think of the positives that already exist in your relationship, these are what you want to amplify with the spell.

Take your sigil and petition and use whichever element you prefer to activate it. You may burn it if the element of fire feels right (fire can help bring more passion and quicker results), you may choose to drench the paper in water (I chose this, as water is associated with emotions and I used the water from my tulips to do this), for air (which may encourage communication) you may use incense or similar. If you want to use earth, you don't have to do anything extra, as the element of earth will be used to activate the spell later.

Add all of this (and anything else you've decided to include) into the container, as you do so, read aloud (or in your head) the words on your petition. Call upon any spirits you wish and ask them for aid in the spell.

Now, with the thread, seal the container. For me, I was able to sew through the material of the container, if you can't then just wrap it around. As you sew/wrap the thread, again think of you desires and intentions, feel them and pour some of your feelings into the spell (whether it's love, respect or perhaps in the case of an employer, the desire to be acknowledged and respected).

Finally, bury the spell outside. I'm a nature focused witch so this is an important aspect of most of my spells - burying a spell is planting the seed, as the spell decomposes and is released into the earth, it will grow and bloom over time, drawing power from the soil around it, making it much more longer lasting. As you bury it, feel the energy of the earth and let it flow into the spell. Tell the spell (and any spirits) that you are activating it (whatever this means for you. You may have a tradition of ringing a bell to signal the activation, or just say something. Or you may say "as I release it into the earth, the spell begins to root and bloom."

You could choose to simply keep the spell with you inside, however as it's such a long term spell, I'd recommend you provide it somewhere to get energy from that's not yourself or you will get burnt out.

And that's it! I finished this spell a few hours ago, with the aid of Rabbit Spirit, and perhaps half an hour after burying and leaving my offering my partner text me to invite me on a date tomorrow (we're both busy and broke so "proper" dates that aren't just snacks and movies are pretty rare)!

For those we disagree with magic relating to relationships - please just ignore and move on, block me if you have to.

[fizzyapplecandy]

The one with the vampire royals and their doll Part 7

Series masterlist

Ateez Seonghwa X Hongjoong X Reader

Genres and warnings: poly Ateez X reader, vampire Matz, human reader, strangers to lovers, poly relationships, fluff, mild smut, mature language, angst, happy ending

Word count: 2.2k

Wooyoung comes clean to Yeosang while you wait for Seonghwa to take you home

To say Yeosang was pissed was an understatement. He couldn't even look at Wooyoung, opting to stare out into the night from his passenger side window. The air was thick around them, but he didn't care about it. He cared about Y/N, his best friend. The person who stuck by him throughout thick and thin. When times were tough, she was there to hold his hand, as he did for her. The poor girl didn't have it easy growing up, and the last thing she needed was to be terrorized by Yeosang's partner.

"Sangie... Baby, I need you to listen to me."

He only glanced at Wooyoung, refusing to acknowledge him any further.

"Please Yeosang, I never meant to do her any harm."

He snapped. "Then why did you? Huh? Why did you do that to her?"

Wooyoung sighed, trying to reach over the center console to hold Yeosang's hand, but the man swatted him away.

"Okay, you're mad, I get it. I have an explanation, if you're willing to hear me out."

"Not necessarily, but I don't have a choice, do I? You're just going to start yapping anyway." He huffed, crossing his arms.

If they weren't in such a predicament, Wooyoung would find this adorable. However, now was not the time. He had to set the record straight, and he had to apologize to you tomorrow.

"Listen... I know the men who gave her the bracelet, I recognised it immediately. I'm sorry about my reaction, but I got scared for a moment. The lack of self control I have aided in everything else afterwards."

Yeosang turned to look at him, noticing the crestfallen expression on his face. He seemed to regret everything that happened, but Yeosang didn't know what to do, so he let him continue.

"Don't get me wrong, those men aren't bad people, nor did I have something going on with them, it's just... I did something once upon a time that might have been a bad decision, and I know they're pissed. She's your friend, you're bound to meet them if you haven't already, and when they see me... You get my point."

"So you did it because you were scared for your own ass? Really Wooyoung?" The disappointment was evident in his voice.

Wooyoung was stressed, so he pulled the car owner to the side of the road. He knew he couldn't keep anymore secrets from Yeosang, he loved the boy too much, but he didn't think he'd have to come clean in a situation like this.

"Look, I'm about to tell you something that will freak you out, but you have to believe me. You know I love you, I'd do anything for you. Hell, I'll even face those two vampires again!"

Wait. Vampires?

"What are you on about? Did you hit your head on a bowling ball when we weren't looking?" Yeosang was starting to get nervous.

"Vampires. I'm talking about vampires. Specifically, the two men your friend Y/N's been seeing. I know them, because about a hundred years ago, I cast a spell that didn't turn out how I wanted."

Yeosang was starting to lose it. "Stop it! Just stop! I get it if you did something bad, but talking about such nonsense is too much."

"I'm telling you the truth!"

The tension was starting to suffocate him, the car slowly becoming too small for Yeosang to sit in. He grabbed the handle, barely managing to free himself from the belt, before rushing outside. Wooyoung shouted after him, quickly exiting himself.

"Woah, calm down, please! You can't just run off like that!" He ran around the hood, grabbing Yeosang by the arms to make him calm down.

"What's gotten into you, huh? Are you trying to freak me out?" Yeosang gasped.

"Are you on drugs?"

Wooyoung almost screamed in frustration.

"No! I'm not on drugs! Just stay still and watch."

Time seemed to stop in that second. Yeosang watched as his boyfriend, someone he considered to be his soulmate, raised his hands in the air. There was black smoke coming from his palms, spreading towards Yeosang and enveloping him like a blanket. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming, but his feet were definitely off the ground. Wooyoung chanted something in a language he didn't understand, and suddenly they were in the middle of a forest.

"What the hell?" His feet were back on the forest floor, his boyfriend no longer in front of him.

"Now you believe me?" Yeosang quickly turned around and saw the man leaning against a tree so casually it was almost funny.

His breath got caught in his throat, heart racing a mile per minute.

"What the hell are you?"

Wooyoung smirked. "Most people call me a menace, but I prefer the term warlock."

Silence followed his statement. Yeosang only looked at him, trying to make sense of the last few minutes. His boyfriend was a warlock. His boyfriend also said he was alive a hundred years ago.

"How old... Are you?" Yeosang whispered.

"Older than you think." Was the only thing he replied.

Wooyoung moved from his place against the tree, taking a couple of steps towards him. He was careful, paying attention to Yeosang's reactions. His body language told him he was on edge, but there were no signs of panic.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I planned on doing something romantic, like transporting us to Italy or France, but I couldn't lie to you anymore. Y/N was just a trigger, and I deeply apologize about my actions towards her."

He was almost in front of the stoic man. Yeosang cleared his throat, relaxing his shoulders in the process.

"So... What did you do?"

Wooyoung sighed, and motioned for Yeosang to sit down. They made themselves comfortable on the soft forest ground, and he began his story.

"I met Seonghwa and Hongjoong a long time ago. We became friends almost instantly, and we had a great time. They are a lot older than me, so they kind of helped me out in the initial stages of my magic studies. They knew a lot about the supernatural world, and after some time I became really good at creating new spells."

Yeosang nodded along, relaxing more and more as he listened.

"One day, they came in with a pair of rings. They were a gift from Seonghwa's mother, left for him in an archive. They were so happy... They wanted to be bound forever, and the rings were a sign of acceptance from Seonghwa's parents. I tried to create a spell to make the rings wearable by the owner only, and only with explicit permission could you take them from someone."

Wooyoung trailed off, now a bit lost in his thoughts. He quickly gathered himself, and lightly placed his palm over Yeosang's.

"I don't know what went wrong... The spell didn't work how it was supposed to, and the rings got stolen. I tried doing everything I could to reverse it, but it was impossible. I felt so guilty, I ran. I haven't seen them in a long time, and I'm still not ready to face them. They trusted me with something precious, and I messed up."

His crestfallen expression made Yeosang sad all of the sudden. This was something that bothered him for what? A hundred years? That's a long time to feel guilty about something. Pushing aside his own feelings, he intertwined their fingers, squeezing his boyfriend's hand.

"I'm sure they're over it by now, love. Even if they're not, you can always set the record straight and apologize. I love you, but I also love Y/N. I can't be put in a position to choose, that's out of the question."

Wooyoung nodded, scooting closer towards Yeosang.

"I would never ask that of you. Thank you for listening and not freaking out. I hope this doesn't change our relationship. I love you too, and I can't live without you, you know?"

They smiled at each other, and the previous tension was long forgotten. Yeosang had one more question though.

"So, what was it like living in the ice age?"

Wooyoung burst out in a fit of giggles, his high pitched laugh following along.

"Oh Sangie, I love you."

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On the other side of the town, you were patiently waiting for Seonghwa to come pick you up. The events of the evening played out in your mind, but you didn't want Seonghwa to pick up on your bad mood. He had a way of reading people, and thus was not the moment for his ability to shine.

You were about to call him again when his car pulled up in front of you. There he was, sitting so casually in his silk pyjamas, a burgundy robe wrapped around him.

"Hey doll, hop in." You went to the passenger side, opening the door and settling in. He quickly buckled you up before reversing the car and heading towards your house.

You glanced at him, amused by his attire.

"I didn't make you get out of bed, did I?" You chuckled.

Seonghwa laughed bashfully. "Ah... I was too excited to see you, so I kind of rushed out. Hongjoong laughed at me, but I know he'd do the same."

The light conversation continued until he reached over to take your hand in his. You winced slightly, still sore from Wooyoung's tight grip from earlier. Seonghwa noticed immediately, glancing at your hand. He froze for a second, slowing down the car, expression going completely cold.

"Why is your wrist so red, doll?"

You didn't know what to say. If you lied, he'd figure it out, so it was only fair to tell the truth. You just hoped he would take it lightly.

"There was... Um..."

"Who did this, Y/N?"

He was now completely serious, and you weren't used to this kind of Seonghwa.

"I'm giving you one more chance to explain before I go and find your little friend."

You panicked, flailing your arms around.

"No, please! Listen, it was nothing, just a misunderstanding. Wooyoung apologized, he didn't mean to do it!"

The car suddenly stopped. At least this time he pulled over to the side. His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"Wooyoung? His name is Wooyoung?"

You nodded. "Yeah, he said he knew you. He recognised the bracelet I guess. He didn't mean to hurt me, I swear! See, it's already going away."

You pushed your hand towards him, making him look closely at your wrist. The redness was fading away, but that didn't change the fact it happened.

Seonghwa stayed silent. So, the little menace is back, and he's none other than your friend's boyfriend. Oh, Hongjoong would love this.

"Yes, we know Wooyoung. We just haven't seen him in a long, long time. We were bound to reconnect at some point, but I never imagined it being like this."

In all honesty, they let go of their grudge against him. There was no point in hatred, Wooyoung was a kind hearted person who felt bad about the mishap he had. Still, it was fun to toy around with him.

There was a bigger problem now at hand, so Seonghwa tried to keep his cool. He believed Wooyoung didn't mean to hurt you, but it happened.

Seonghwa carefully took your wrist in his hand, trying to cool down your skin with his. There were benefits to being ice cold sometimes.

You sighed, feeling better instantly.

"See? It's no big deal, so please, don't make it one."

He sighed, not feeling any better, but he assured you he was calm. The drive continued after that, and you told him about the nice evening you had with the boys.

Seonghwa glanced at your hand throughout the whole ride, noticing how the redness faded away as you got in front of your apartment complex.

"Hey, it's all good now. Please, don't worry about it anymore."

He placed a light kiss on your palm, not fully convinced.

"I'll always worry, doll. So will Hongjoong, you better get used to it."

There was no point in arguing with him, so you just accepted it. For some reason, you were reluctant to get out of the car, wanting to stay with Seognhwa longer. He probably noticed your turmoil, because he chuckled.

"Doll, you've got us for the whole day tomorrow. You need to go and get some sleep now. Believe me, I'd stay with you forever if I could."

You nodded, smiling at him. "That's nice to hear. I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"That you will." He kissed your palm again, and watched as you exited the car.

Similarly to Hongjoong, you blew him a kiss before you even realised it, and off you went.

Seonghwa was ecstatic. He'd so rub it in his husband's face when he gets home.

However, he would have to tell him more important things before that. Maybe they could mess around with Wooyoung for a bit? Yeah, that would be nice. He did, after all, grab you and hurt you.

Nobody could hurt their doll, that was certain, but they'll think about that after your date tomorrow.

It was finally happening, and Seonghwa was so excited he could burst. He only hoped you'd realise how much you mean to them.

They would be one step closer to revealing their true identities to you, and you had to be ready for it. That night, he fell into his husband's arms, and they talked about you until sunrise.

The day was finally here, and Hongjoong and Seonghwa couldn't wait to see you.

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This chapter is focused on Wooyoung and Yeosang, because I wanted to introduce their relationship a bit better. Some secrets are out, but our reader is still in the dark about the boys. What will happen on their date? Stay tuned for the next update to find out!

Lots of love, and happy reading X

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[oddballwriter]

Could we possibly get some BBQ!ENA Headcanons or a one shot were the reader is lesbian but is still shy/nervous about expressing it and has a massive crush on ENA that they try to hide from her? Either SFW or NSFW works, whichever you prefer! I love ENA sm and would love to see more content of her if you’re willing! Thank you! 🙇🏻‍♀️

BBQ ENA w/ a lesbian reader who has a crush on her and tries to hide it

Warnings: pining like a bunch of idiots, the mention that you and ENA make out sometimes at the end. Nothing here is actually specifically explicit, there’s just the mention of ENA flirting with you and then yall kissing

Author’s Snip: IT BEGINS

Notes: I’m so excited to have a new babygirl. I love Marc, Steven, and Jake but they need to share the podium.

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

You liking women isn’t a big deal to her. But when she finds out about your very obvious crush on her, she’s a bit of a menace

I’m gonna admit, it originally flew a bit over her head a bit. Her salesperson side saw you as a great “work companion” already and Meanie could tolerate having you around. It was actually Froggy who noticed it first. The fact that you get all giddy and excited when you talk to ENA compared to everyone else. He asked ENA about it because he was curious. Saying “Yo, ENA. What is it between you and them? No judgement or nothing. It’s all cool. But you guys got some weird chemistry and I can’t tell what exactly it is.”

When ENA appeared to be clueless, Froggy spelled it out for her in a way that she could understand, ENA’s face buffed for a brief moment like she was actually thinking about everything for the first time before she puts her usual grin back on and says “Well, I never thought of a it as them offering a free of charge complimentary intimate duo bonding and workplace romance. But to be considered a highly valued work target and customer of their affection does sound like an interesting and unique personal business offer.” “HOW DISGUSTINGLY MUSHY. FILLS MY STOMACHS WITH ANNOYING BUGS!”

She likes you back lol

Well, more like she entertains the idea in her head and when she looks at you after this is unveiled to her, she finds that she also might be interested in you too

THAT’S when she becomes a menace to you

She just straight up starts flirting with you every now and again in her own ways

Her sales side starts subtly flirting with you in her business lingo. Calling you “A marvelous specimen of workplace smarts and generous assets.” and her “lovely assistant” and watches you get all red in the face and trying to pretend like it doesn’t do anything to you. She finds it both entertaining and amusing.

And her Meanie said starts talking to you in a way that feels a little less mean-spirited and a little more teasing and bantering. Maybe even a bit of some light-hearted name calling that’s just her using petnames

“Come on, sweetheart. We don’t got all day.” “Get your head out of the clouds, sunshine.” “Hurry up, don’t make me have to pick you up and carry like some type of princess.”

She knows what she’s doing. She knows.

At this rate it’s not even like it’s one-sided pinning. You’re not fooling anyone, not even ENA, but you’re just there still trying to hide it meanwhile you’re giving her goo-goo eyes when you think no one’s looking. At this rate everyone in the whole plain of existence knows that you like ENA and you still think your ‘secret’ is hidden

Babe the closet is made of fucking glass and the door is wide open. Just get out.

Once your little one-sided will-they-won’t-they thing is over and you two become a couple, or as salesperson puts it, “partners who privately and personally make deals of intimacy and romance” it’s just the same as it was before except you two kiss now

Froggy tries to tell you “no canoodling on work hours” but you’d by lying if you and ENA said that you haven’t shared a particularly intense moments of romantic tension and smooched it out somewhere private

You guys still subtly flirt with each other and Meanie still makes little remarks towards you with the names

Honestly, when Froggy says “no canoodling on the job” he sort of just means “no canoodling in front of him and other people” because he knows that when he dents you two off, alone, together, you’ll probably get distracted a bit and he’s just decided “whatever”

[nightfurylover31]

Sally and Amy’s names are PERFECT! For them, and their relationship with Sonic!

Unlike most characters in the Sonic franchise, Amy and Sally have human names, as well as surnames instead of being referred to by their species. HOWEVER, there is a brilliance in this. They represent who they are and what roles they have. And it can be found in the meaning of these names.

Sally is a diminutive of Sarah, which can mean “lady, princess, or noblewoman.” Sally in every incarnation she is in, except the Fleetway comics, is a princess. She has to deal with being both a leader and her royal duties. Acorns come from oak trees, which are known for their strong endurance. Sally has stood her ground against many foes and is just as determined to in her goals.

Amy in an English variation of the Old French spelling Aimee which means “beloved.” We all know Amy’s about love, be it for Sonic or spreading it to others. Her name could also be derived from the Japanese word "emi" (笑み?), meaning "smile", relating to her cute personality and cheerfulness. We all know roses are not only concerned one of the most romantic flowers, but they also have thorns. Amy may be sweet, but she can have a nasty temper if you rub her the wrong way.

And as I said in the beginning, their names also reflect their relationship with Sonic. Specifically their surnames. Sonic has always been described as free as the wind. Both Sally and Amy’s last names are from plants, once that act very differently in windy conditions.

Oak trees can withstand high wind speed (unless they’re extremely high). This reflects how Sally can match Sonic’s own stubbornness with her own.

In a couple episodes of Sonic X, Amy has talked about flower petals on the wind. This refers to her wanting to follow Sonic on his adventures and be with him.

So yeah. Sally and Amy have ingenious names for them!

[only-lonely-star]

LOVED THE SODA HCS CAN YOU DO SOME WITH X READER ONES WITH HIM? OR AT LEAST HIM WITH A ROMANTIC PARTNER HCS

‧₊˚ Dating Sodapop Curtis HCs ₊˚⋅

Warnings - There are a few that are for a fem!reader !! Majority are gender neutral.

Author’s Note - I was diagnosed with PNEUMONIA last week, I felt like absolute shit and the last thing I wanted to do was write. I’m feeling better now, so here’s some sweet headcanons! I hope you all enjoy!!!! 🤗🤍

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Fight me on this one, Sodapop Curtis is a lover boy.

No seriously, I can’t see him hoeing around and seeing other people behind your back. Now. I will say, he might check someone out or partake in catcalling once in a while but he wouldn’t go beyond that. If anything, it’s probably to impress the other boys.

He would only date someone he’s totally infatuated with. He would never commit to a relationship if he wasn’t 100% about you.

I don’t think clingy is the right word, but Soda would always try to plan little dates with you or at least try to spend some free time with you whenever possible.

Quality time and words of affirmation are the love languages he likes to receive, and he likes to give physical touch and gifts.

He lovesss giving you hugs and small kisses specifically on the tip of your nose, chin, and practically any spot that typically goes unnoticed.

The day Soda brought you home to meet his brothers, Ponyboy stood gawking. His mouth wide open, eyes glued to yours, he quite literally fell in love. I don’t mean romantically, I mean he was just in total adoration. I just think it’s so cute to imagine Ponyboy finding you to be the most beautiful girl (which he gets to see almost daily since you’re at his brother’s side 24/7.)

Since you’re a 2 in-1 for him and serve as a best friend and a lover, he sometimes forgets he can’t roughhouse with you like he typically does with the boys. Play-fighting goes crazyyyy.

He shares literally everything with you. Clothing, food, secrets - everything.

He has a picture of you above his side of the bed (Like what he did with Sandy ☹️❤️)

He lives for the soft moments when he can just kiss you and gently massage your back and not have to worry about anything else because he’s comforted in your presence.

Since he’s a dropout he’d probably ask Darry to pick you up from school on their way home from work. That way he gets to spend the evening with you or maybe invite you to stay over for dinner.

On weekends, he invites you to hang around the DX with him and kill time. He gets so sick of Steve after working the weekdays that he wants a change in company LMFAO

I feel like he just has so much love to give, so having one person (you) to give it all to is so relieving. Bonus points if you’d rather have him all over you 24/7 specifically because you KNOW how loving he is. He hates feeling like he’s bothering you or annoying you by giving you constant attention.

Late-night calls are so funny. He’ll try to whisper and not wake Darry and/or Ponyboy up but he ends up forgetting it’s literally two in the morning and starts talking normally.

He ends every call with “I love you, see you soon” because he’s one of those people who thinks ‘it’s not goodbye, it’s see you later,’ PLUS he probably already made plans to see you the next day anyway 😭

Even though he isn’t the brightest when it comes to the 4 core classes, he tries his best to write little love notes and cards for special occasions. Valentine’s Day, your birthday, religious holidays, etc. He asks Ponyboy to proofread it and then help him make it sound “more romantic” since he can’t spell for shit and has to use the most basic words.

“Happy Birthday! You are my favrit person to talk to. You are funny and nice. I can not wait to grow old with you. I hope we have a butiful fewture. I duhsire to keep you by my side. I have not known some one like you buhfore. I love you more than you will ever know. - XOXO Sodapop Curtis” LMFAO STOP

Since he can’t afford much, he usually offers himself for the day. I mean like he’ll offer his time and efforts for you. “We can do whatever you want, have whatever snacks you want, watch any movie you want. My birthday treat :)”

He loves going to small concerts with you (like super underground local artists that are affordable) and letting you sit on his shoulders to see the stage.

If you have a super feminine room just TRUST he’s so entertained with it. He’ll fidget with the teddy bear on your bed, smell every perfume you have, trace the flowers on the wallpaper - he’s INVESTED.

If you were treated badly in the past by a horrible ex he would make it his life mission to be better than them and prove himself to you.

He includes you at family events as if you were married. Thanksgiving? Already made a plate for you at the table. Ponyboy’s graduation? You’re sitting in the rows of chairs with a congratulations card and everything. Family game night? Soda already decided you’ll deal cards first. You’re like family to his brothers and like a spouse to him.

If you tell him you’re proud of him just one time he will never forget it. He wants to feel validated by someone who isn’t his family so then it doesn’t feel ‘forced’.

If he’s not complimenting you, he’s busy admiring you.

Soda would so go for a girl who reminds him of his mother 🥲🥲. I headcanon him to be a momma's boy, so looking for motherly traits as well as the same charm and love his mother had for him would be a top priority for him.

He quite literally never shuts up. He feels comfortable with you, so TMI doesn’t exist. He’ll talk and talk and talk until you shut him up with kisses. That’s like the only way to get him to stop. He knows what he’s doing too.

THANK YOU ALL FOR READING !!

- Sophia 🫶🏼

[burningcheese-merchant]

just watched ES’s trailers, and I wanted a second opinion. Is there anything that immediately resembled Greek mythology to you in either of the videos, because to me I mostly saw biblical stuff like the multiwinged ES.

i guess it makes sense considering her design, but I feel like we got biblical allusions with SM and I’ve gotten so used to Greek-inspired ES that id be disappointed if she wasn’t, yknow?

Yes, actually! Let's pull out the title screen they revealed to show you what I mean

First thing is that little dude on the right haha. Pavlova Cookie greatly resembles Eros (most people know him by his Roman name, Cupid), son of Greek goddess Aphrodite and god of love and sexual desire. A talented archer, he would take aim at gods and men alike and shoot them down with his arrows, causing them to fall in love with who or whatever they're looking at (Aphrodite often had him do this to specific people she told him to, to suit her own goals/purposes. She's a horrifying combination of vindictive mean girl and wannabe matchmaker. Methinks Eternal Sugar employs Pavlova in a similar way)

I know the place gives "Garden of Eden" vibes, which is fair and true (but a little lame tbh). But I personally think it looks just as much like the Garden of the Hesperides, a fabled lush garden from Greek myth where trees bearing fruit that granted immortality grew (and were guarded by the Hesperides, daughters of the titan Atlas). The fruit in question are golden apples. What's that in that little snake's clutches over there, next to Eternal Sugar? A golden apple :)

It's more apparent in another picture (see attached, in the lower right corner), but: the architectural style of the place is very much Greek. The columns are ionic, which is a column design/style created by Ionian Greeks around the 6th century BC. Ionic columns are primarily characterized by the spiral scroll pattern at the top

Eternal Sugar's dress is actually quite Greek-looking. Obviously it's not 1:1, this is a cartoony video game not a historical documentary, but that style is very Greco-Roman. Look up traditional ancient Greek tunics/chitons and other attire, especially for women, and you'll see what I mean

She's actually not holding a harp. That is a lyre, a stringed instrument that's similar to a harp. The lyre is a common and beloved instrument in Ancient Greek culture and myth, most notably played by Apollo, god of the sun and music, and Hermes, god of travelers and thieves (and a lot of other things, he's a bit of a jack of all trades). The former also gifted a golden lyre to the famous Greek hero/protagonist Orpheus, who was a master musician and used that lyre to charm Hades and Persephone into agreeing to let him lead his deceased love Eurydice out of the Underworld (if you know that story, you know how it ends...)

Again, I understand that the place bears resemblance to Eden. Which it does. But aside from that, and aside from the nod to the Garden of the Hesperides, the whole thing reminds me of the island of the Lotus Eaters, a location stumbled upon by Odysseus and co. on their journey back home from the Trojan War during Homer's Odyssey. In that place are flowers that are exceptionally beautiful and even more delicious - but they're cursed. Eating them turns you into an addict almost immediately, and they rob you of your memories and will to do anything or leave the island at all. Odysseus lost a few of his men to them. I get the impression that the foods in the Sugar Paradise are like those lotuses, and Holly and co. run the risk of becoming Lotus Eaters too

To bring up the Odyssey again, Eternal Sugar herself gave me a lot of Circe + Calypso vibes in the trailer. Both are women who fell for Odysseus upon meeting him and trapped him on their islands for a time, using magic to control and manipulate him (Circe is a goddess of sorcery, Calypso is a magic-using nymph). Other people had to intervene on Odysseus's behalf to free him from their spells; otherwise, he would've stayed stuck forever. Sugar seems a bit like them; developing an attachment to Holly (both because she wants the Soul Jam back, and out of genuine sentiment. Remember that the Ancients and Beasts are canonically soulmates) and luring her into her strange, "happy" world and trying to trap her there forever

I'm a little disappointed with the nods to Christianity ngl. I love Christian/Abrahamic lore and symbolism very much, but I didn't want that for Sugar. We already had it for Shadow Milk. I wanted Sugar to be 100% Greek, but... no, I guess lol. Gotta have Eden and those little cherub looking guys and the snake with the apple. It gets boring after a while. Christianity is the most famous religion to ever exist in the history of the world, EVERYONE knows Christian iconography to some degree, why can't we have something different for once. Mystic Flour and Burning Spice were awesome in that they leaned into cultures that don't get a lot of recognition in the West (China and India), you know? Yes, Greece is "the West" as well, but idk. I'm just tired of the same Christian imagery always being used. And I say that as a Christian myself haha

⭐ I forgot to add this lol. I suppose the Christian imagery isn't entirely out of place necessarily, because Greece actually is deeply Christian and has been for an extremely long time (Greek Orthodox. Ancient Greek is actually the first language the Bible was translated into, fun fact!). But even so. I wanted Greek mythology, not Abrahamic religion lol

[see-u-next-level]

hey there, yoi fandom!

i watched this show for the first time a few weeks ago, loved it, and am so far unable to stop thinking about it, so i thought i’d make a sideblog to post and reblog stuff about it :)

since i’m so new to a fandom that’s been here for a couple of years, what i’d really like to ask is… firstly, who’s still here? i know that there’s definitely still a lot of yoi blogs on here — seeing @jewishvitya’s (i hope it’s ok to tag you ansvsjdgdj) posts is kind of what pushed me to finally watch this show in the first place :D —but most of the blogs i’ve stumbled upon either haven’t posted in a couple of years or are about different fandoms now. feel free to interact with this post if you post abt yoi, i’d love to have your stuff on my dash!

secondly, i wanted to ask if there’s any, like, canon stuff or iconic things i should know about it? i know of welcome to the madness and the ice adolescence teaser, but that’s it. are there any like, interviews or comics or other promotional content that you enjoyed seeing, or are a kind of ‘staple’ of the fandom, if that makes sense?

and lastly i just kind of wanted to know if there’s anything y’all recommend in terms of fanworks? it can be fics that are popular in the fandom or things that you’ve personally made or enjoyed! i really just want more stuff about these characters tbh. i don’t really mind any ships or characters, and am fine with all ratings, so like, go wild :)

also… i may be stupid😭, but why does the fandom usually spell yuuri (k) with two ‘u’s, when the show usually doesn’t? i’m just curious about how/why this came about, i think i’m maybe missing smth

ahsjshdjdhd this is the only specific thing on this post but i’ve been thinking about the final episode a lot and i’ve been trying to find some kind of jj and yuuri fic that’s about the two of them and their weddings after the final, but also their feelings about where they placed, their similar breakdowns at the gpf etc. i haven’t really been able to find a fic like this on ao3 so if you know of one i’d love a link to it! :)