#gorgeous beautiful amazing red bastard

[spicyicetea]

So I got the new Pokemon DLC for Christmas and I’m on a big Pokemon kick currently so I’m going to give a gift to my fellow Pokémon lovers. Now I’m more well known for Yandere work but I also do love doing more soft romantic stuff. It heals my traumatised self. So I’ve decided to go through all Pokémon games I’ve played and write romantic and yandere sfw+slight Nsfw headcannons for every character I personally like. [No DLC content because I haven’t played any of them yet]. If there are any characters I haven’t done that anyone wants, either comment or request and I can add it onto this post. Merry late Christmas!

As mentioned before, these posts will contain NSFW topics like violence and sexual references, so if you’re triggered by these topic please be careful. The reader in this is also a Fem reader, I can redo this post for a Masc or GN reader if wanted but I’m writing it as Fem currently is just easiest for me. I don’t describe appearance like skin colour or hair but I do write the Y/N with a curvy figure in mind (I can’t help myself, I love thick thighs IM SORRY-)

Kanto

Red

Ah the original silent protagonist. I love this man so much, even more after his cameo is Sun and Moon. I’m not sure what it is about him but he has this strange allure to him, although I doubt that’s a unique opinion on silent characters. Anyway, onto the headcannons.

This is almost a given with the silent types but I feel like he is an amazing listener, only ever nodding to show he’s still listening or giving small “mhms”

You’re probably the only one he comfortably talks to other than Blue.

In public he likes holding your hand, he often communicates through squeezing your hand or fiddling with your fingers.

Psychic boyfriend No.1

This man can just tell what you need, when you need it. Whether it’s comfort cuddles after a bad day of for period troubles.

Speaking of period troubles, this man not only will buy you whatever you need, he’ll wash the sheets, run you a bath and let you use him as a personal heater.

Yandere + NSFW

This man doesn’t open up to people easily yet you made him fall apart.

You made him stutter, drop things and slip up in battles when you cheered for him, he’s whipped.

You were the only woman that’s ever caught his attention and you aren’t leaving him anytime soon.

So get used to him possessively having a hand on you at all times, glaring daggers at any other person you pay attention to.

He’s a very private person so isn’t one to leave marks on you openly, but he does take great pleasure in leaving dark marks on your thighs.

Speaking of thighs… he’s a giver, do what you want with that.

Blue

Ah the smug bastard rival, and I promise you… he’s still insufferable, but in a loving way.

Bullies you playfully. A day doesn’t go by where he doesn’t mess up your hair and trip you up.

But he loves you truly.

You could not have asked for a more cuddly man, I didn’t expect to have this headcannon but I imagine this man is very eager to stay cuddled up to you as much as possible.

Although he talks a lot and loves it when you compliment him, I also think he’s a good listener, but like I’m a hype man way.

He’ll sit by the bathroom door while you’re in the bath letting you vent about anything you want just egging you on. “Wow she sounds like a bitch-“

A man who loves PDA, it’s his favourite way of staking his claim on your beautiful self.

Yandere + NSFW

Has dated his fair share of girls, but he wants you so bad.

He will fight for you, no matter what. This man will abuse whatever position he has to impress you. A relative of the professor’s, ex Champion, and a gym leader. He will do whatever he can to have you.

He is incredibly touchy, the moment other people aren’t looking, his hands are under your shirt. Nibbling your neck and kissing your earlobes. Actually he’d do that even with people watching,

Although he’d be mighty mad if someone watched your gorgeous body, he might even hurt someone.

Brock

This man is underrated.

The most loveable family man you’ll ever meet.

He loves to cook for you. Everyday. Please let this man make you breakfast in bed.

In fact no, he wants you to cook with him. All romantic. His chest to your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ears while you chop up vegetables.

If you get along with his siblings, he will propose to you on the spot.

Very openly affectionate, but never goes further than a hug in public… ok maybe you can get a kiss on the cheek.

Yandere + NSFW

This man has a breeding kink… you can’t change my mind.

He wants a nice big family and the idea of you, heavy and round with his baby. Not to mention how your… other assets will change.

Will happily suffocate in your tits, and if you’re pregnant, he will help relieve any discomfort you have.

If another man hurt you in any way, he’s going to go… missing. He’d break a man in half over his knee for you, and his Onix is very strong.

Lance

Am I the only one who would smash? Yes? No? Alrighty-

He’s always hits me as a someone who likes spending time with his lover in silence.

Not opposed to PDA but gets worried about his fans potentially harassing you, let’s you borrow his dragonite to escort you between towns.

Away from the public and just with his friends (elite four mainly) he loves to have you by his side, often whispering things about his day to you, information he only shares with you.

Also a man who is very hot, like he’s warm constantly, will be the best snuggler when it’s cold.

Yandere + NSFW

Originally I thought this man would be rather… vanilla but I feel like he’d be into wax play. I can’t explain it, but I can picture him loving to spill wax all over your tits.

For the more yandere side of things, he’s the strongest dragon trainer in Kanto. He will use his influence to make himself your only option, not that you’d realise, he’s not an idiot.

Giovanni

BARK BARK BARK GRRR MAFIA DADDY-

Your relationship is hidden very well from most people, you don’t get to villain status with a clean record and no enemies.

Despite that, you love a life of luxury baby.

He loves nothing more than to pamper you. His beautiful girl sat on his lap, with her hair all done up and nails all pretty. Now that’s the life.

Yandere + NSFW

I think he has great Yandere potential.

You sat comfortably on his lap in his office, his hands trailing comfortably under your skirt.

He loves watching you squirm as his fingers traces tight circles- well that’s all you get for now.

As I mentioned before, I believe he’d default to yandere to be honest.

He would not hesitate to kidnap but I like the idea that he’d try and woo you first. Dinner dates… wine… murdering his competitors.

Yeah, he’d be a yandere.

Johto

(I’m ashamed to admit I’ve never played these ones so I have no significant opinion on any of the characters)

Hoenn

Steven

This is just a crow in a human form, mr I love shiny rocks (me fr fr)

His love language is most definitely gift giving. Your shared house is littered with crystals and shiny things he’s found over his travels.

He loves to press kisses all over your fingers, buying you as many rings as possible for you and him to match. If he buys himself a new ring you’re getting one too.

Loves showing you off to the elite four, and begs that his dad approves. Not that he needs his approval but it’d be awkward if he didn’t.

Yandere + NSFW

Possessive as fuck.

You ain’t getting away from him easily. He will track you down as long as he needs to before you calm down and quit running away.

Loves pampering you once you behave though.

He kisses up your legs to your thighs, such passionate loving words followed by the mantra of “dirty girl” and “slut”

Maxie

Ok all the villains just radiate Yandere energy- so they’re all gonna be pure yandere + NSFW warning

This man doesn’t have it in him to kidnap someone… oh wait that’s a lie.

When he met you that all changed

He needs you, he would hurt anyone to get you to himself.

He’d leave dark bites on your neck, massaging your hips to tangle you together.

Another man I think would be into wax play, also a corruption kink. (No I won’t elaborate)

Archie

Big brute of a man… he’s going to make you beg for his mercy.

He loves holding you in his lap, cradling you delicately while he peppers kisses along your neck.

Will bite you, this man is a shark and will leave slightly bloody bite marks all over your body.

This man eats pussy for breakfast, you will never not cum first, a truly good man.

He is far more eager to kill a man to prove his love for you than he should be.

Sinnoh

I’ll be honest I tried to but I’m tired and I’m just going to be writing Yandere and NSFW headcannons. I’m sorry people-

Barry

This boy is so happy to finally have met someone who loves him… you’re not allowed to leave, he’ll cry.

For some reason I see this mans as wanting a family… he wants to be a more present father than his own.

Not one to leave marks on you but will beg you to stay home so he can cuddle and pamper you all day.

When he eventually takes over the battle frontier (he so would you can’t tell em otherwise) he will use that position to “protect you”.

Cyrus

Ah yes, the cold emotionless man who falls for a sweet woman and kills all competition… I approve!

PDA? Who is that? The most you’ll get from him is his hand on your shoulder moment before he orders team galactic to handle someone who was making moves on you.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. You’re the only woman he could ever love.

He lays awkwardly in bed but melts when your head rests on his chest, that was when the yandere switch flipped and he locked you in his apartment.

At least the man lays some good pipe, also this man has a bondage kink cause I said so.

Unova

Elesa

You think that the world won’t notice the famous model and gym leader with a girl on her arm. You’re going to end up centre of the Unova news for the next month.

She loves this though, now everyone knows you belong to her, and anyone who ignores that will just get zapped.

Prepare to share clothes, and prepare for her to watch you undress, she can’t help herself.

The woman loves to zap you, just lightly though, you’ll live… and probably cum.

Emmett + Ingo

Yes you get both, these two are a package deal ok?

Now… prepare to never leave their sight.

They want you at every battle, cheering them on, cuddling with the Joltiks or napping in their office using their coats as blankets.

Now… ok these two are kinky. They just are-

Ingo is 100% a family man, big breeding kink.

I think Emmett is more, adventurous, bondage and impact play seems right in my opinion.

Love to… “threaten” to throw people on the tracks when they flirt with you.

N

Aww what a sweet little thing, come and give me a hug- now time to hide you away where no one can ever see you again!

Honestly, he probably fell for you after seeing your relationship with your Pokemon. Almost every Pokemon you see likes you.

He’s very possessive over you. It’s no secret that he was raised in an incredibly unhealthy way, so he can’t exactly discern between inappropriate and appropriate behaviour in pursuing his courtship with you.

Now onto more NSFW art themes, he 100% praises you constantly and makes sure you’re tended to first. Often ends up super pent up because he wants to take care of you but sometimes go so far and overstimulates you. Don’t worry, the aftercare is amazing though.

Ghetsis

. . . Bastard

I’m only including this mother fucker because he’s so evil he’d be one of the most extreme Yanderes out of all of them. And because if still smash because I’m sinful-

The moment he sees you and falls for you, you can bet you’re getting kidnapped, sorry you just are.

I would bet money that he is the most possessive out of all of them but, and hear me out, would also be kinda attentive?

I can totally picture him being cold and accidentally upsetting you only to spend the rest of the next day showering you on gifts.

You’d also be seen as a god to the rest of team plasma, so enjoy being worshipped.

Oh and NSFW… spanking, degrading and tying you up, enjoy

Colress

Ah yes, my adorable scientist that I think is a kinky motherfucker-

He would make a collar to track you when you leave his side, he isn’t too keen on the idea of locking you insider after all.

Wouldn’t kidnap you but would murder the competitors.

Anyway onto the kinks I think would suit him…

He’d 100% make different types of vibrators so he can cuff you to the bed and watch you squirm. Considered making you a ball gag but he gets off on your moans, that does mean he ends up edging you before fucking you himself.

Kalos

Lysandre

Sugar daddy

I could leave that like that but fine fine I’ll feed you horny bastards.

He parades you around more than any of the others, always making sure you’re wearing the finest clothes. Usually also wearing his jacket, he can’t stand gawkers staring. Admiring your beauty he can handle, but staring at his woman is punishable by a flamethrower.

You live the luxury life. Fancy bath soaps and massages. Cafe trips daily so he can make sure you’re eating well. Sex in the back of his car in secluded car parks when you’ve been misbehaving at dinner.

He’s a rough lover but amazing with aftercare, so there’s that.

Alola

Nanu

Dilf energy… and I’m hungry for it I’ll be honest.

So tired, but you give him energy. Energy to do crime to keep you to himself but still energy. But hey why argue, you get to cuddle his cats all day.

Also, if you’re a trainer that has cat Pokemon… he’d probably marry you. Proposal on sight. Already on one knee.

He isn’t very openly affectionate but as long as no one is around he’ll always have an arm around your waist. You’re well protected.

Another man that I believe would make sure you cum first every time. Just make sure you have a warm bath after for your back, he hits me as a rough lover.

Guzma

Oh you poor girl… not because he’s going to treat you bad but he’s obsessed.

You’re probably kidnapped by team skull but you had no idea it was a kidnapping, it was more of a scooby-doo chase.

Yeah you now have like 50 babies to care for but don’t worry, big sis Plumeria and your new husband will help you. What you don’t remember getting married? Oh silly, you belonged to him the moment your eyes met.

He’s very inexperienced with relationships so give him a little time to learn. He’s a fast learner in bed so he won’t leave you unsatisfied. Will pamper you anyway he can.

Oh and have mercy on this man… don’t wear his clothes, he can’t handle it.

Hisui

Volo

Little shit… he’s going to try and use anything he can to claim you.

Whether that be advances in front of people to scare them off and stake his claim over you.

He does have a decently good reputation so no one would expect him to be dangerous, so you’re kinda fucked, Cyllene would protect you if she needed to though.

He talks down to you all the time, you’re not his equal, you are his property in his eyes.

Adaman

This man is smitten. No more smooth and confident Adaman, this man is a stuttering mess.

He wants to marry you so badly, please let this man marry you… and then put a baby in you but marriage first.

This man gives you jewellery, clothes, helps you befriend Pokémon or catch them depending on which method you prefer.

Cuddler, he will snuggle and cuddle as long as you want, so what he has duties? His pretty little wife wants his attention and you will get it.

Irida

Had noooo idea how to handle her feelings. Probably started as a childish crush at first but it developed into something much more.

She wants to spend the rest of her life with you by her side.

Glares at everyone who speaks to you, even people from her clan. She’s very jealous very easily.

But she loves you, and will let you spend unsupervised time with some people she trusts… only her Wardens, although she doesn’t trust Ingo as much as she doesn’t know him as well, not with you at least.

Warden Ingo

Dilf energy again

His memory may be strange and shaky but he remembers how to treat a woman he loves. Remembers things Elesa told him and Emmet, although to him it’s more echos of voices he thinks he knows.

He loves cuddling up to you while watching the newly hatched sneasels learn how to live. Although this does awaken a want for family he forgot he had.

He isn’t the most trusting person, but he is a good judge of character… and has gotten into a fistfight with Volo when he hit on you. Blood was drawn.

He throws a good punch, but would never hurt you, he adores you, you make him feel good in a familiar way.

Anyway you freaks want NSFW- this man lives up in the mountains, them rough hands can do wonders. And he loves making you feel good, people pleaser but only for you.

Paldea

Arven

Aw what a sweet boy, who will strangle anyone who tries to take you from him.

This boy lost both his parents and nearly lost his best friend/dog… he is terrified he’ll lose you too.

He cooks he cleans and then makes sure to rub your back and give you love so you’ll love him back

Please give this boy some affection or the boys around you will pay the price of you don’t.

Professor Sada

Mommy?

This woman is feral, not only did she basically throw you over her shoulder when she met you but you never don’t have bite marks all over your skin. It’s her way of telling everyone your hers.

I feel she’d give more freedom than Turo, only if Robo Sada was with you for safety… and to break the arms of whoever looked at you the way she did.

Also this woman is a mosterous pussy devouring fiend, don’t argue, you know I’m right.

Professor Turo

Oh daddy Turo- criminally underrated daddy let alone Yandere daddy.

I feel like Turo most definitely would have kept you locked down in his lab with him, convincing you that you help him with his research. I mean… he isn’t wrong, you motivate him to keep going.

However girl has needs and he often get consumed by his work. It wasn’t until he caught you handling problems yourself on your shared bed that he decided robo Turo should take over his research a little bit more.

It’d be a shame if you fell in love with a toy he so kindly made for you than him himself.

Larry

Ah my favourite ordinary business man… I’m so normal about him.

He is very normal about you too, except the fact that he has pocketed any handkerchief you’ve used while eating with him.

Oh and many dates that are just trying new food, oh and bird watching.

Again, call me weird but I think this man wants a family, total breeding kink.

Also I feel like he likes a rather feminine woman, not in the frilly skirt way but in the way of “I don’t N E E D a man but I like you”. You like him, right?

Rika

M m mommy?

Dominatrix… owns a whip… bondage. ANYWAY-

Not above using their position as elite four to scare off competition and keeping you in line.

Oh don’t cry, you won’t escape anyways.

She only uses PDA to send a message to other women or men, “hands off”

Jacq

Teach me about biology bb-

ANYWAY… loves to discover new Pokémon with you.

Will happily teach you about your favourite Pokémon for your attention.

Please don’t look away, he’ll have a breakdown.

Miriam

Ah cute little nurse… she has access to so many dangerous drugs.

She will scream and cry if you choose someone else, don’t do it, she’s an ugly cryer.

She loves to give you “check ups” when no one is looking.

On a side note, don’t you know that orgasms are good for your health? You didn’t? Oh silly let Miriam help you out, her fingers can work wonders.

THIS TOOK FOREVER…

But it was worth it enjoy animals. I want to get more serious with Pokemon x reader writing so I hope some people enjoy this… I’m never doing this big of a post again… this was meant to be a Christmas post- way to many bloody tags to add :,)

[flamingbluepanda]

"Hey."

Ian groaned, eyes closed. He was so, so comfortable. Maybe if he just ignored him...

Why had Ian been so dead set on marrying this bastard again?

"Hey, Ian."

Poke.

Motherfucker.

"Hey. Ian. Red. Firecrotch. Sugartits."

Poke poke poke poke-

"What?" Ian groaned, raising one heavy arm to swat at him. He had been dead asleep when Mickey had shaken him awake.

"C'mon," mickey said, "You have to see this."

Ian sighed, forcing his eyes open. He would've ignored him, really, but Mickey sounded so earnest, and they were three days into their ridiculously long awaited honeymoon to Mexico, so Ian was feeling particularly sappy.

When they'd gotten off parole, finally, three long years after leaving prison, Mickey had been the one to suggest they visit the little village he'd settled in. It was close enough to a big city for mickey to work, back when he lived here, but out of the way enough to hide from the feds and any cartel members that were looking for him. The little old lady who had rented mickey his apartment here was still kicking, by some miracle, and had spent the last three days gleefully whacking Mickey with a shoe every time he was in reach, yelling at him in Spanish.

("She actually really likes him," her son, Luca, who was apparently mickeys singular friend from his time here, had told Ian. "They only ever got along by yelling at eachother, but Mami thinks he's hilarious and was really worried when he disappeared off the face of the earth.")

Still, the last few days had been paradise -- the beach, meeting the members of the community who surprisingly thought mickey was amazing, the food -- and Ian was feeling sappy.

He heaved himself out of bed, sleepily letting Mickey lead him out of the small motel room and down to the beach.

"Okay," mickey whispered, "look up."

Ian did - and his breath caught in his throat.

There were so many stars.

"Were far enough from the city that the light pollution isn't so bad," Mickey explained, "I cried like a baby the first time I saw it."

Yeah, Ian thought he might cry too.

They spread out a blanket and sit there for a long while, just staring. It was gorgeous -- Ian almost thought he could see the milky way.

"It's beautiful," Ian said, "worth getting out of bed for."

"It always is," Mickey said, so tenderly that Ian didn't need to look to know his husband was looking at him, not the sky.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello! I really love your works, it was amazing! And I'm thankful you are open again. Can I request modern Ror characters x a very intelligent medical doctor reader?

She is so amazing that makes her the characters deeply fall in love with her. They are watching her presenting medical research, presenting her surgeries and anything.

God: thor, poseidon, hades

Human: lubu, nikola, qin and jack

Thank you very much.

OMG I have a doctor character that I’ve written a few times for my own personal fanfictions, and this will work perfectly! Super brilliant but stunningly gorgeous doctor who knows it but she is very icy and cold to others except for her love whom she sometimes teases!

-Y/N L/N was regarded as one of the best surgeons in the world, clients would come in from all around the world for her services as her research and hard work paid off, being the first doctor to actually be able to eradicate cancer completely.

-Surgery, at the moment, was the only way for her to deal with the cancer in her patients, without exposing them to harmful radiation and drugs.

-Like all surgeries, there was a risk factor, but with each surgery she did and with more hard work and furthering her search, the mortality rate was going down and her patients were now less at risk.

-You had been mentoring several other surgeons for weeks now, showing them your research and even letting them be in the surgery room with you, as they were learning your procedures so they too could learn it and take it back to their own hospitals so even more people could be saved.

-When giving lectures and presentations, you were the center of attention, not just because of your research, but you were stunningly beautiful, with curves in all the right places, clear skin, you screamed bombshell.

-The only downside was that you had a no tolerance policy when you were asking questions, if someone was bold enough to ask you out or ask you other rude questions, like your cup size or your Big Three, you wouldn’t hesitate to glare at them, throw something, usually a pen, at them, and tear them to shreds with your scolding.

-Some of these scolding sessions had made it to the internet and you quickly became super popular outside the medical field, and the letters of propositions just seemed to keep coming.

-Lucky for you but unlucky for those poor bastards pining after you, you had a lover whom you met back in med school, one who fell in love with you when you would give lectures, even if he had no idea what you were talking about.

-And you were very loyal to him, not willing to give others even the time of day when they were hitting on you.

-Thor- A powerful, power couple! Thor was one of the strongest men in the world, holding world records for different strength sports, rivaled by his good friend Lu Bu. He adored being with you, holding your hand, treating you like a delicate flower, even though he knew you can and will kick other’s butts and put them in their place, even in pumps. Your research is very important to you so when you’re working on it, he tries not to bother you, other than pulling you into his lap so he can cuddle you while you work. You appreciate his attention, and you give him the same, when he’s working out or preparing for competitions, you give him his space but you’re always right there to cheer him on.

-Poseidon- So many were angry at you while adoring you at the same time, for having someone like Poseidon at your side. You were both way too pretty- they couldn’t compete! You were the definition of a power couple! Poseidon couldn’t help but be a bit smug, knowing that he had you and has you for quite a while now and he wasn’t going to let you go, smirking at others who would look over at you while it was his arm that was around your waist. You knew of his arrogance, and you couldn’t help but tease him, pecking his cheek in public so he would have to turn away to hide his bright red face. You always won.

-Hades- To see you standing beside one of the handsomest men in the world, not only a model, but a CEO of a massive corporation, none could touch you, and none could touch your lover as well. He wouldn’t even look in other women’s direction, especially if they were trying to flirt with him, you were the only woman in his life and you had your claws sunk into him deeply. He loved your hard work and research, as he knew it was important to you. When you presented your successful research the first time, he was in the front row, with a massive bouquet, cheering for your accomplishments. When he sees other doctors or people eyeing you up a bit too much, he has no issues going over and hugging you close, glaring at them to establish his place, which you think is cute, and you can’t help but tease him for it.

-Lu Bu- Brains and brawn is what most people described your relationship, but you knew your husband, street fighter turned professional fighter and strength competitor, competing around the world with his friend Thor, was smart as well, as he could easily win any fight he faced. He was the same way, he knew you were smart and despite not being able to fully understand the fruits of your hard work, all he knew that you were helping people get better and that’s all that mattered, but he also knew you could kick ass in high heels, as you’ve done so before when someone tried to get handsy with you at a press conference. He was very pouty when you handled it yourself, because he wanted to, and you spent the rest of the conference in his lap, after pulling him over, silently telling everyone you were taken by this intimidating looking man.

-Nikola- Research buddies for life!! Even though you were more medical, and he was more machine research, the two of you worked so well with each other. You both don’t completely understand each other’s fields, but you both are always willing to offer an ear and insight when either of you get stuck. He’s a complete sweetie with you, but when he sees other doctors or just other people in general, getting a little too close or looking at you in impure ways, Nikola’s quick to come over, greeting them with a warm grin while putting an arm around your waist, the glare in his eyes not meeting the smile on his face. You find it cute when he gets jealous, playfully teasing him when you get home, and he gets so shy with you that you can’t help but tease him.

-Qin Shi Huang- Was a very jealous man and when you were giving lectures, he usually wasn’t too far off, ready to step in to greet these men with a bright smile and a firm handshake, one that can hurt from his strong grip. He loves your work, as he knows how hard you’ve worked for it, having sat up with you on sleepless nights while you were writing notes and studying samples, resting his head in his lap. You appreciated his dedication to your work, as he was the one that always cheered the loudest for you, boasting that you were his lover, which always made you smile, especially when he would tease other men who could never even being to dream about having you.

-Jack- Is a gentleman with you, will stand by your side to keep unwanted attention off of you, and if others don’t seem to get the memo, Jack has no problem threatening others to treat you with the respect that you deserve, both as a doctor and as a woman. Finds your work amazing, when he watched your first presentation and proved that it worked, he was in awe, applauding you alongside the other doctors who were all amazed by your work. Jack enjoys asking you questions that just let you ramble, which you realized that he enjoyed as he would just sit and listen to you, sipping his tea, even if he didn’t understand everything you were talking about. Just being with you was more than enough for Jack, that and he lorded over the other men that he was the only one who got to kiss and hug you.

[foxyanon]

The Vampiress and the Dane: Part 1

Summary: Her presence plagued him for 30 years, but will he admit to both her and himself that he craves her? Or will his prejudice push her away for good?

Pairing: Sihtric Kjartansson x Corvina

Word Count: 4,500

Rating: 18+, Minors DNI

TW: Sexual themes, blood, violence, older woman/younger man dynamic

Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from The Last Kingdom nor do I own any of the images used. I only own my OC, Corvina and her AI image.

Dividers by @arcielee and @saradika-graphics

He hated her. Absolutely despised her. Couldn’t stand the very sight of her. At least, that’s what he told himself every night when those irritating thoughts of her found their way to the forefront of his mind, his hand sliding beneath the waistband of his breeches to fist his cock, her name falling from his lips as he pictured her writhing in pleasure beneath him when he spilled himself in his hand.

The woman he both hated and craved for nearly three decades. No, not a woman. A vampire, a very old and powerful one at that. Corvina.

He hated her pale skin, as soft and beautiful as the snow of the lands of Norway where she was born. He couldn’t stand her perfect ruby red lips, so kissable but hiding those sharp pearly, white fangs of hers. He despised that long dark brown hair, the way it fell in soft waves down her back when she wore it loose and how it contrasted with her skin, making her look even more unnaturally stunning. The worst was her eyes. Those damn gorgeous and absolutely mesmerizing blood red eyes. He swore just one look was enough to cause any sane man to fall under her spell, the result of her vampiric compulsion.

But he’d be lying because he knew that wasn’t it. After thirty years of knowing Corvina, Sihtric knew it wasn’t magic she used to charm men like him. It was her gentle and caring nature, so unlike the others of her kind. It was the way she was always there for him and his friends, never with a harsh word or judgement. He was so used to being talked down to by Saxons and Danes alike, be it for his paganism or his status as Kjartan’s bastard. But not with her, never with her. No, her sweet voice and kind words always caused his cheeks to flush red and he hated it. She should be spiteful and cruel, like he had been taught all vampires are, but no. She had to go and be different, so caring and thoughtful and gentle. Sihtric had wanted to scream to the gods themselves that they were truly cruel to curse such an amazing woman to be an immortal beast, destined to live her life in the shadows.

He remembers the first time Uhtred had told Finan, Osferth and him about her. He was barely 20, a fresh faced warrior in his lord's service. It was 886 at the Battle of Beamfleot when Uhtred decided to attack the fortress in an attempt to free Aethelflaed from the clutches of Erik and Sigefrid. There wasn’t enough men to successfully storm the fortress and Uhtred knew it, so he said he called in a favor and everyone was thrilled for the aid. How was Sihtric supposed to know it would be the very being who would haunt his every waking thought and even dreams? He remembers seeing her walking into the camp the first night, how she seemed to appear from the shadows beyond the light of the campfire. He was startled by her sudden appearance, so speechless as she gave him that little knowing grin that he almost didn’t notice the predatory gleam in her unusual eyes. Uhtred had introduced Corvina to the others and Sihtric could only stutter out a half-assed greeting to her beautiful face, before she turned and started discussing how many men she brought and plans to get Uhtred to Aethelfaed. He remembers how stunning she looked in the heat of battle, cutting down her enemies with ruthless efficiency in that damned black armor looking every inch a warrior queen that he knew she was. His breeches felt tighter when he saw her covered in blood, her eyes glowing fiercely and fangs on full display when she dragged Sigefrid in front of Uhtred, tossing his body to the ground like he weighed nothing. The siege was a success, Aethelflaed and Erik eloping and leaving East Anglia behind to start their new life, thanks to the financial contributions of none other than Corvina. Finan and Osferth gave Sihtric a hard time afterwards, saying that he was acting like a fool in love. He vehemently denied their claims, saying he was just surprised a creature like her would help them and he worried for the price she would ask. She never asked for anything.

Then of course there was that whole situation with Skade and Bloodhair, the way that damned witch cursed his lord and friend. Uhtred’s health had been failing fast and they weren’t going to make it to Dunholm, so he made the choice to seek out Corvina for her help. Of course, she opened the doors to her castle and removed the curse, never once asking for payment for her aid. Sihtric had tried to offer her one of his armrings (after Uhtred told him to give it to her) and she simply smiled, saying she wouldn’t take anything and that she was happy to help a friend. That was the first time Sihtric snarled at her, deciding then and there that she must be a manipulative creature, because no one is that nice for no reason. He hated her and he hated that hurt look in her eyes after he yelled at her even more, but his pride wouldn’t let him apologize for his outburst. No, in his youthful ignorance and arrogance, he doubled down and simply glared at her. She was a vampire, a creature of the night. A beautiful monster. He went back to his wife later on, but Sidgeflaed was only a sorry reminder of who he really wanted. He remembers taking his wife from behind that first night back, the sight of her brown hair reminding him of Corvina. It’s no surprise when he said another woman’s name in his marriage bed that his wife would be angry, leaving him and taking the children with her. He truly loathed Corvina then, blaming her for his failed marriage because he refused to accept that he was well and truly in love with her.

When Uhtred failed to regain Bebbanburg from his estranged cousin, Wihtger in 910, the men fled to the safety of Corvina’s castle and Sihtric was practically seething in frustration. He hated that they came knocking on her door looking like kicked dogs and she just let them in with a sympathetic smile, telling them they were welcome to stay as long as they needed to. Uhtred had firmly told Sihtric to mind his manners, because they couldn’t afford to get tossed out now and if he snapped on Corvina again, they would really make the square. Sihtric had bit his tongue for most of their stay, seeing her move about the castle like a damned angel amongst men. She dressed in the varying styles of the world, but he remembers that Grecian gown the most of all. The fabric was a beautiful shade of purple, something he’s never seen even the wealthiest kings of this land wear. The fabric flowed over her soft curves, her hair pulled back and pinned with golden laurel leaves. She looked like a goddess and his mouth watered at the sight of her, sitting atop the throne as she held court for her undead minions. He hated her, he told himself as he hid inside an alcove and jerked himself off, imagining burying his face between her thighs and devouring her on that very throne in front of everyone. He imagined she tasted like that ambrosia she spoke of from her time in Greece, all sweet and addicting. He felt burning shame when he came and made a mess of the wall and floor, knowing it was wrong to crave her but he couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t stand the way her very existence seemed to bring about powerful emotions, and he hated not feeling in control of himself. He snapped at Finan and Osferth when he had returned to them, their mocking smiles grating on his nerves. As per usual, Corvina just had to glide up to them at that moment with her signature alluring smile on her face, asking what was wrong. Sihtric sneered at her and made some snarky remark before storming off, never seeing the knowing look on her face.

That was nearly 8 years ago now. Today, they stand in the war camp just outside Bebbanburg planning an attack. Uhtred intends to win this time and of course, he just had to ask Corvina for help. Sihtric had been avoiding her like the plague he convinced himself she was, but he couldn’t dodge her forever. She walked into the command tent, carrying herself with an authority that took the breath right out of his lungs. She was wearing her usual black armor, her dark hair braided back and not a hair out of place. She cut Sihtric a look, her red eyes piercing into his soul for a moment before she smiled brightly at Uhtred, hugging him with a laugh and a joke about how old he had gotten. Even Finan and Osferth, his own battle brothers, had hugged this despicable creature like an old friend, even though that was exactly what she was. He thought she looked just as beautiful as the first time he saw her nearly 30 years ago, before bitterly remembering that she doesn’t age due to her vampirism. His lips pressed into a thin line and he simply nodded at her, determined not to piss both her and Uhtred off if his mouth got away from him. Plans were made for an attack the next morning, her men joining the shield wall alongside Uhtred’s forces. Even if he couldn’t stand the sight of her, Sihtric knew she was a formidable ally and warrior, commanding respect from her people and instilling fear in the hearts of her enemies.

Sihtric found her later that night, standing on the edge of the field beside the coastal fortress and staring out over the moonlight grass. He knew her eyes were better suited to the darkness and she always studied the battlefield before the fight, something she claimed she learned from her time with the Roman Legion. She stood there with her hands clasped loosely behind her back, her back straight and head held high.

“If you are here to sass me, Sihtric, you will find I am not in the mood,” Corvina spoke in a calm voice, looking over her shoulder at the warrior. She couldn’t deny he had grown into a handsome man, the top half of his dark hair braided and the rest hanging in curls that would make anyone jealous. He was sporting a goatee, and she wondered what it feel like against her cold skin. He looked damned good, the muscles of his arms flexing as he crossed his arms and stood next to her. She wanted to bite him and those arms, wondered if his blood tasted as good as he smelled. She saw his jaw tense before he took a breath, looking at her with a serious expression.

“No, I am not here to sass you Corvina. I wanted to make sure you understood the gravity of what is happening tomorrow. We aren’t just reclaiming Bebbanburg for Uhtred, we are fighting for the fate of Northumbria itself,” he said firmly, already aggravated with himself for his thoughts running wild.

Corvina sighed, turning to face Sihtric with an exasperated expression. “I know what we fight for and we will not lose. You have fought on the shield wall with me before, you have seen me fight and you know I am not in the habit of losing. But I can tell from your tense stance that is not the real reason you are here, is it?”

Sihtric nodded, his eyes finding Corvinas. He always found them captivating, the red hue switching from a bright red to a deep burgundy depending on her mood. “No, I came because I wanted to make sure you will keep your end of the bargain. No feeding on the soldiers before or after the battle, your men stay in control and don’t succumb to bloodlust in the middle of the fighting, and all those other promises you’ve made,’ he replied in a tense tone, grinding his teeth together as he looked away from the pretty little vampire that had haunted him for his entire life.

She rolled her eyes and looked away, placing her hands on her hips as she looked down and shook her head, her words coming out with a defeated tone as she spoke. “You already know I will uphold my word, Sihtric. We have this conversation every time I agree to fight with you lot. By the gods, I am tired of this.”

Corvina turned to look at Sihtric, licking her red lips and staring into his eyes with an intensity the Dane didn’t quite like. “What have I ever done to you to make you hate me so? I have been nothing but a good and kind friend to you all, never betraying any of you like so many others have, and yet you treat me with the same level of animosity you did when you were 20. By the Aesir, you are 51 years old now. What in the hell have I done to you for you to hold a grudge after all these years?”

He remained silent for a moment, considering her words carefully. He knew had been harsh towards her in the past, his youthful ignorance causing him to be suspicious of the supernatural. He was older now and he knew better. He knew she was a powerful and loyal ally, but he also knew she could be ruthless and unforgiving. Admittedly, he had taken her for granted without fully appreciating the nuances of her character. After a moment he spoke, avoiding her searching gaze. “I know that you have never betrayed us and I know that you have been a good ally. But the fact remains that you are a vampire, and for most people that is enough to inspire fear and loathing.” It was a cop out, and they both knew it. He couldn’t admit to her that he just wanted to be in her presence, finding it to be both soothing and resolute, like an anchor in the eye of the hurricane.

Corvina shook her head, looking up to the stars and taking a deep breath before responding. “That might be most people, but you are not most people. I asked why you specifically hate me. It’s been 30 gods damned years, Sihtric. I have fought for you, taken hits for you and still it's not enough. I am owed an explanation at the least,” her words were firm, her tone indicating she wanted answers and she wanted them now.

Sihtric looked at her, his expression hardening as all his repressed emotions boiled over in the worst way possible. “Because you are a fucking vampire!” He exclaimed, his voice ringing out in the quiet of the night. “You drink blood for Thor’s sake! How can I trust someone like you?” He shook his head, trying to reign in his temper before spitting out. “You are a monster and I will never trust a creature like you.”

Hurt crossed Corvinas face for a split second before her own face hardened, her lips pressed into a thin line. He knew calling her monster was the one thing she hated, and he suddenly wished he could snatch the word back if it meant she wouldn’t look at him with such disdain.

“Goodnight, Sihtric,” she said in a harsh tone before suddenly turning on her heel and walking away with a stiff stride, determined not to let him see her cry. She may have been undead, but that didn’t mean she was completely heartless.

Sihtric watched Corvina retreat, feeling guilt and anger surge through him. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her, but his emotions got the best of him and he started running at the mouth before he could stop himself. He started pacing, muttering under his breath trying to calm himself down. “Dammit. I need to apologize to her…but first, we have a battle to win.” He went back to his tent after several minutes of cursing himself for his actions, trying and failing to get some sleep before the battle tomorrow.

He woke early the next morning, preparing for the battle and checking on his men, making sure everything was in order. He didn’t see Corvina around the camp, but he forced himself to stay focused on the fight ahead. He needed to keep his head on right if he wanted to survive the day, but he thought to himself that Valhalla would be a preferable end after the way he acted last night.

By the time the sun starts rising over the horizon, everyone is in position on the battlefield. The two opposing forces face each other, shields up and swords in hand, the deep breath before the fighting breaks out seeming to slow time. The early morning rays shone across the field, a low fog hanging between Wihtger’s men and Uhtred’s. Corvina stands next to Sihtric, their shields locked tightly in formation as they wait with bated breath for Uhtred’s command. Despite the events of the previous night, they both have grim and determined expressions on their faces, stone cold focused on the enemy.

Once the signal was given, all hell broke loose. Wihtger’s men clashed hard with the wall, but the joint forces of Uhtred’s and Corvina’s armies were not so easily broken. The sounds of clashing metal and wood, along with the battle cries of the warriors filled the otherwise calm morning air. Once the wall finally broke, Sihtric and Corvina fought back to back, slicing through their foes with brutal efficiency. He smirked when he saw Corvina hit her stride, her supernatural speed and agility unmatched by the Scots and the rest of Wihtger’s men. He saw the moment they realized what she was, the fear in their eyes for the split second before she cut them down. He tried not to stare at her, his axe swinging through the air as he managed a fatal blow on his own enemy.

After a couple hours of fighting, Uhtred’s side had cut a swath through the usurpers' forces and Wihtger was engaged in a one on one battle with Uhtred. Sihtric and Corvina pick off a few stragglers, the rest scattering to the winds at the decisive loss only to be run down by Corvina’s vampire spawn before they reach the edge of the battlefield. She turned her back for just a second, slashing the throat of a still twitching man when a monster hunter snuck up behind Corvina. She realized what was happening just as the hunter brought a silver dagger up, driving it deep into her side. She cried out in agonizing pain, dropping her shield and bringing her sword down across the man's neck, his blood spraying across her face. She collapsed to the ground with the dagger protruding from her side, another hunter running up with an elder wood stake in his hands. Corvina hissed menacingly at him, her fangs elongated and eyes glowing dangerously as she struggled against the man.

The moment Sihtric heard Corvina cry out, he turned and his heart nearly stopped. He didn’t hesitate to charge forward, swinging his axe with precision and decapitating the hunter, pushing his body off Corvina before dropping his weapon and kneeling by her side. He quickly pulled the blade out of her side, knowing that her natural healing abilities will kick in now that the silver is removed. He tossed the blade off to the side before reaching down and scooping Corvina up into his strong arms, quickly carrying her out of harm's way. Her head lolled back as she lay in his arms, Sihtric only half aware that Uhtred stood victorious over his cousin's body as he half ran back to the camp. He heard her mumble his name and he pulled her closer, looking down at her quickly with a soft expression before turning towards where her tent was. Where she was normally so strong and independent, she now looked so vulnerable in his hold. He felt a whirlwind of emotions within him, but he pushed them aside and focused on getting her back to her tent.

“Shh, It’s okay. I’ve got you, Vina,” he whispered, ignoring anyone who tried to stop him. Once inside her tent, he moved to lay her on her bed and began removing her armor and clothes, wanting to get a good look at the wound.

She hissed in pain, feeling Sihtric remove her leather cuirass and pulling her ruined tunic up enough to expose the wound to his focused gaze. She tightly gripped the furs beneath her, her breathing heavy as Sihtric grabbed a bucket of water and clean rag to begin cleaning the blood away from the gash in her side.

“I need to feed, it’s the only way I will heal. I know you hate me for being a vampire, as you so kindly put it last night, but this is who I am, Sihtric,” she said through gritted teeth, her fangs glinting in the low light of the tent as she looked into his mismatched eyes. The hurt from him calling her the one thing she hated was still fresh in her mind, but she refused to stoop to his level even if she wanted to.

He looked at her, his expression softening when he saw how much pain she was in. He hated seeing her hurt and hated even more that she was right, she needed to drink blood if this wound was going to heal properly. That thought caused him to remember exactly what she was and his usual sneer found it’s way back to his face. “Fine, but don’t think for a second that I’m doing this because I like being your snack. You’re a dangerous creature and I hate having anything to do with vampires,” he growled, his jaw clenching as the image of her feeding from him sent his mind racing with less than innocent thoughts.

Corvina sighs exasperatedly and shakes her head, sitting up with a groan and a wince as she clutches her side. She gives Sihtric an expectant look, her tone questioning. “Oh, so you go from despising me for being a vampire to offering yourself up to be my breakfast? How generous of you, Sihtric. You told me last night that you didn’t trust me, so what the hell changed for you between then and now?”

He glared at her, his face flush with embarrassment and anger as she called him out. He knew he was being hypocritical, but he didn’t need Corvina telling him that. His frustration at the whole situation came out first, and he naturally lashed out at her. “Oh just shut up and feed from me already! You should just be acting like a predator, a monster like any other supernatural entity but you just have to talk to damn much.”

There it was again, that derogatory term. Corvina took a breath and stood up from her bed, speaking in a harsh voice that belayed her hurt. “Fuck you, Sihtric Kjartansson.” She slowly made her way to the entrance of her tent, determined to flag down one of her own people if it meant getting away from the most infuriating and oblivious asshole in all of Northumbria.

“Don’t you dare leave! You are injured and need to rest,” Sihtric shouted as he jumped to his feet, running up and grabbing Corvina’s arm by surprise, pulling her back towards him. His grip was firm, intended to keep her close to him and not to harm her. Not that he could anyway, seeing as how she had an impressive threshold for pain. His breath was hot on her ear as he whispered menacingly, the thought of her soft lips on another person causing jealousy to rear its ugly head within him. “If you think you can just go out there and find someone else to feed from…think again.”

Corvina growled back, turning and shoving Sihtric off her. Even injured, she was still stronger than a human and he stumbled backwards with the force she used against him. “Do not presume to touch me or give me any commands. I have put up with your unjust treatment of me for long enough. Your stubbornness and pride has cost you a friend this day. Enjoy your victory, Sihtric, and be gone from my tent when I return,” she snarled at him for the first time in their long friendship, letting the startled man see her righteous fury painted across her face. She knew she looked every inch of the ancient vampire she was, her fangs elongated and eyes glowing the brightest red Sihtric had ever seen. She closed her eyes and shook her head, muttering something under her breath about stubborn men and how they are the same in every age and land. She then turned on her heel and left her tent, leaving Sihtric behind with his scattered thoughts. He stood there staring as the flap of the tent blew in the soft early morning breeze and the sounds of people returning to camp filled his ears.

After the initial shock of seeing her lash out at him in that manner wore off, all Sihtric could think about was how his breeches suddenly felt a lot tighter and he hated everything about it. He groaned and ran a hand down his face, feeling both frustrated and aroused at the way everything went down. Frustrated at his own stubbornness and prejudice against vampires despite her best efforts to prove otherwise, and aroused at getting to see her in all her glory and have it directed at him. Despite himself, he thought she looked beyond magnificent and he finally understood what it was that had made her the vampire queen in that moment. After a few moments, he left her tent and walked out into the busy camp as the high from their win filled the air. He couldn’t help but envy the lucky person who she would feed on, wanting nothing more than to be in their shoes before the shame of thinking such thoughts came back to the forefront of his mind. As he made his way through the war camp and back to Uhtred’s side, his first thought was how he hoped he hadn’t pushed her completely away. His second? He wondered if he groveled enough at her feet if she would take pity on him and let him fall into her bed rather than someone else after the celebrations tonight.

Gods help him not muck this up, because he wasn’t sure he could handle another night of just him and his hand.

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Duck Comic Reading Club Week 9: Paperinik New Adventures: Spores

Well, back to PK. Is good to be in a Ducks comic book where I won't see any humaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

WHAT THE HELL!?

When Carl Barks did humans, at least they look like humans. This thing did the miracle, being the ugliest character in a comic that has Angus Fangus.

No more humans in Ducks comics.

Anyway, this ugly bastard has an important cargo, the Spore.

But first, we cut to Xadhoom, who's having hallucinations about her fallen compatriots.

I mean, she saw the Evronians destroy her planet (and she invited them), and later, she found out that those evil aliens were using her companions as mindless slaves.

This is so sad, man.

But, the problem is, for me at least, look at the art…

Is gorgeous, is amazing. A moment that should be sad, lost its impact, because I was focus on the beautiful art in front of me. Again, that's my appreciation. I think, maybe the color palette could have stay in the blues and reds for this pages.

Well, the ugly wants to show his spore to the world through Angus, but Uno took care of the situation.

I'm sorry if I'm a bit repetitive, but the art and colors of PK have me cautivated. I love the style of this comic so much.

Thanks to Uno, we learn that the spore is a seed. A seed for Evronians warriors. It doesn't look good.

Our favorite duo discovered that the spores are in the desert, so, is time to, once again, infiltrate in a government facility.

And we have this transition that is a jewel. From the winds of the desert, to the winds of an alien planet far, far away.

Beautiful, I will never stop saying this.

Xadhoom only said one sentence, while we follow her on her solitary journey. I think that elevates her, she's in a bad state of mind, and we feel her sadness and anger.

Back to PK, he was found by the army. Who, for some reason, dressed its soldiers as the kidnappers from last week's Portrait of the Young Hero.

Back to Xadhoom , she found her old lab. The computers still work, so Xadhoom check an entry about the Evronians invasion and…

This is the most powerful panel yet. All the raw emotion you can feel coming from Xadhoom.

Back to PK again. Some general has given PK permission to see the facility and the spores. The colonel in charge does not approve PK's presences.

The obvious hate the colonel feels for our hero is palpable.

He even stops PK from helping the cientifics after a chemical attack from the spores.

The plot gets even more complicated when Uno discovered that the military is doing business with the Evronians. The same tactic they did with Xadhoom's planet.

The colonel doesn't want to hear PK's warnings. PK can't give much more detail about the Evronians without compromise Xadhoom existence.

PK is left behind where he meets a couple of soldiers that pilot some cool looking robots.

Meanwhile, Uno is having trouble passing by the system security, but someone turned off the firewall. That action is the chance Uno was looking for. We found out that the general is helping Uno. And we all need to ask, why?

With Uno online, he and PK hijack all the robots and the wrecking begins.

PK, the only one who knows what he's doing, is destroying the spores. If only one is released, the whole planet would be on jeopardy.

Once Uno release the robot from his control, all the others soldiers join our hero and keep the destruction going on.

Is not a surprise that the colonel is furious, he's so ready to lock PK up. But a mysterious message give our hero the chance to see the next dawn.

And of course, it was the general who send the message.

Who's he talking to? What's the phase 2?

We might be in an Invasion of the Body Snatchers situation.

To wrap things up, Xadhoom is on Earth and the team up with PK is back in business.

And with the last panel, we see that the ugly has an infestation of those spores.

Amazing, I loved this one. A visual jewel, with an excellent contrast between PK path of destruction and Xadhoom loneliness.

I'm excited thinking about the imminent invasion.

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Drama CD Hijikata Biyori Travel Edition Return to Kyoto "Falling Momiji Leaves"

Well, my eyes are better now... though I'm sorta thinking that whatever has been happening is some kind of chronic condition. In that case, there's not really a choice but to deal with the discomfort when it happens.

Also, I know this is a week late... but I got pretty busy once my eyes got better so I didn't exactly have time to translate last week because of family stuff (plus it didn't help that this felt long to work on). Still, I'll try and put something else out to make up for that... somehow?

Anyway, enjoy!

Hakuoki Radio Drama Hijikata Biyori Travel Edition Return to Kyoto "Falling Momiji Leaves"

Translation by KumoriYami

Toudou: Hijikata-san, Hajime-kun, you two are too slow!

Hijikta: Hey, Heisuke, don't be so excited. The momiji [Japanese red maple leaves] won't run away. ay. Speaking of which, why did we come to Yasaka Shrine to see the momiji? If you're going to talk about momiji, you should be going to places like Arashiyama and Mount Hiei.

Saito: Indeed. And although the sakura blossoms at the Yasaka Shrine are said to be gorgeous, there are no such perceptions of its momiji.

Toudou: Hijikta-san, Hajime-kun, this way, this way, it's great! Hurry up!

Hijikata: Ooh, this really is spectacular.

Saito: Hm... it appears those perceptions were wrong.

Toudou: Ah, it's amazing——to be able to see such beautiful momiji at night. Yasaka Shrine looks completely different. Hijikata: Ah, that's right. With so many lights hanging, it's almost as if the mountin forest is aflame/forest fire [???].

Saito: Yes. With so many lights lit and so many tourists, it wouldn't be surprising if a fire broke out.

Hijikata: It's not that. I wanted to say that the red leaves and the lights are as bright as a wildfire. Tsk, however, with so many lanterns, it's true that if there is a fire, the consequences will be disasterous.

Toudou: Wa-Wait, don't say such scary things. These opportunities to enjoy ourselves are hard to come by.

Hijikata: I'm satisfied with being able to see the momiji. Saito, Heisuke, you two can go to the shrine and pay your respects.

Saito: In that case, I'll stay here too.

Toudou: What the heck! Seriously, Hijikata-san and Hajime-kun are so heartless. How can you say that? After all, the three of us obviously came together, so it be dull if I went myself.

Hijikata: Oh, ha… that's true. Even though we've walked onto the Yasaka Shrine grounds, it'd be unreasonable for us to not pay our respects.

Saito: As you say.

Toudou: Okay!

Hijikata: Ah, sorry, give me a sec.

Toudou: Ah, sorry, sorry, it's fine.

Saito: Escuse me. Please let me pass.

Toudou: ah, ya... ah...

Hijikata: Hey, what's wrong, Heisuke?

Toudou: Ah… the strap broke. Eh wait, I'll fix it right away.

Hijikata: Ah… it's harder to get there than I anticipated.

Saito: This street can ordinarily be walked over in an instant, so it's probably becaue of ll these people.

Hijikata: How about Heisuke, you still going?

Toudou: I said that I'd be going――

Kazama: Hey――don't stop in a place like this. Get out the way, bumpkin.

Toudou: Huh?――

Hijikata: You guys/bastard, I was wondering who it was, and it turned out to be Kazama.

Kazama: So what if it is.

Toudou: Huh… you're unlucky to have in run into. That's it for the momiji viewing.

Kazama: Oh~ the Shinsengumi are useless, rude dogs wherever they go. This is a place to enjoy the momiji, not a place to draw swords.

Hijikta: Che, Damn it... Hey, Heisuke, if something happens in a place with this many people, it will be impossible to control the situation.

Toudou: Ah, yes, I know.

Hijikata: But you've got a lot of guts to be walking alone at night.

Toudou: The people we came with probably got separated by the crowds.

Kazama: Boring/How stupid. I simply came by myself, that's all.

Toudou: What a surprise, you're a unexpectedly lonely person.

Kazama: Lonely is it… what a good thing to say. It is not an exaggeration to say that it's tactic for powerless humans. You aren't even able to take a step forward without being in a group. The same word should be used to describe those around you.

Saito: It's time for our question.

Kazama: Question?

Saito: I don't believe that you'd speak to us for no reason.

Kazama: I said it at the start. You people were blocking my way forward.

Hijikata: Ah, so it was like that. That's really embarrassing. Let's go,

Saito, Heisuke.

Toudou: Huh?

Saito: Yes.

Hijikata: Kazama, you also come to the Yasaka Shrine to pay your respects. right? There are so many people, so just obediently follow us.

Toudou: Huh? ! What are you saying, Hijikata-san! Since this guy came by himself, just leave him alone.

Kazama: Why do I have to follow you people?

Hijikata: There's only one road to the shrine, so just obediently follow us.

---

Toudou: Wooh~ ah, we're finally out.

Saito: The crowd seems to have thinned out in this area.

Hijikata: Yeah, I guess the sunshine is not as bright in this area. Look, the leaves are already starting to wither.

Toudou: Before I realized it, it hda been getting hotter and hotter, and now leaves have started to fall. It looks like it's going to get cold soon.

Kazama: From now on, it will be just like winter, and you'll be ushered into a cold period.

Saito: The change isn't something that you decide.

Kazama: People who are unable to reality are worse thn animals.

Hijikata: It’s not that we ignore reality. It’s equally painful/bittersweet, we all know that a harsh winter is coming.

Toudou: But that isn't a big deal.

Kazama: Hm, it seems like you guys don’t understand anything. For those of you who only believe in and look to the Shogunate, it will truly be a harsh winter henceforth.

Saito: You are the one who doesn't understand. What we are saying is that the we're already aware [of the situtation | more literally this is "we've already been enlighted"].

Toudou: And we won’t do anything like spending the whole winter hiding in a warm bed. The harshness of winter has nothing to do with us.

Kazama: So much confidence. You are the examples of typical stupid humans who rely on baseless self-confidence without acknowledging their own weakness. However, that is consistent with your lines of thought. Since I am here, I'd like to ask, why are you, who re so powerless, not afraid of the harsh winter?

Hijikata: There's no such thing. Because when winter ends, the flowers will bloom.

Kazama: What.

Hijikata: You heard what I said. Aren't the sakura at the Yasaka Shrine dazzling in the spring? If it was spring, it will be as crowded as it is today, and everyone would be enjoying the flowers with smiles on their faces. Yet those beautiful flowers are inferior to the sakura. That's enough, isn't it? So, no matter how harsh or long the winter is, we will only move forward with the belief in the coming spring.

Kazama: Che, stop joking. It seems that it was wrong to communicate with you through any other method than the sword/blade.

Hijikata: Huh, really? I'm surprised that you're so eloquent. But that's where the mutual jokes end. The next time we meet, let's bring this to a close.

Kazama: The next time we meet, I'll have you all bowing/prostrating on the ground.

Hijikata: We really came across a strange guy. Let's change the mood, and continue enjoying the momiji! Heisuke, Saito, can you still walk?

Toudou: Of course!

Saito: It goes without saying.

HIjikata: Haha, yeah. Then let's go.

-----end-----

[polyklok]

Can you do a murderface x female reader?

Yes I can! Tysm for being my first request ^_^

TW: Swearing, lots of comfort, insecure murderface, ever-so-slightly implied content at the end

“Schtop looking at my cardsch!”

You grinned mischievously, holding your own fan of playing cards close to your chest, “Me? Oh, William, I would ne-ever!”

Murderface rolled his eyes, more so out of playfulness than annoyance. He couldn’t be annoyed at you. In any other situation, something as simple as a game of cards would’ve fueled his overly-competitive and easily-angered side. But, not with you, for you had a precious tendency to squeeze his loving little heart.

You placed your head once again on his shoulder, continuing to obviously stare at his hand. The game had turned into a throwaway since you started it, the two of you sitting cross-legged in his bed and using the opportunity to flirt and tease.

“You’ve had that king this whole time?”

“Yup.”

“Sneaky bastard.”

He snuck his free arm to your waist, holding you tightly, the butterflies in his stomach raving like it was their last day. How did you do it? Still managed to make him flustered after all this time? He was a rockstar! He was supposed to fuck and forget, and have flings all over the planet! But he wasn’t made for that and he knew. In this moment, surrounded by your warmth, he knew he was made for you and you only.

Were you made for him? He sure hoped so. But you seemed so beautiful, so compassionate, so indescribably perfect! And he was…William Murderface. Dethklok’s useless bass player, the ugliest guy in the world. You showing up in his life had to be a miracle. When would his luck run out?

“Hun?” He looked up with stinging eyes, completely unaware he had been crying. He quickly wiped them away, chuckling from embarrassment, “Heh, schorry. Allergies.”

You frowned. You knew it was bullshit, and you knew that he knew that you knew it was bullshit. You set your cards down and crawled onto his lap, placing your hands gently on his face. Murderface avoided your eyes, embarrassed by his emotions. This was, unfortunately, quite a common occurrence. Whether he realized it or not, William needed a whole lot of your love.

“Darling, I love you.”

“I know,” You had said it to him hundreds of times, but it still made his heart flutter, “I love you too.”

You scooted closer, your torso pushing against his, “I love you and I think you’re gorgeous and you are so, so special to me, William.”

You spread clusters of kisses around his face as his tears continued to fall, no longer from sadness but from the overwhelming feeling of joy you brought him. He hugged your waist, burying his face into your chest.

“You’re amasching” He wanted to say so much more. You weren’t just amazing, you were everything. You were the light in his life, his muse, his magic, his miracle. You scratched at his scalp, taking the affection and giving plenty back.

He leaned into you, pushing you back onto the bed. You heard the remaining stack of cards fall to the floor at scatter; you’d have to deal with it later. For now, you continued to comfort the crying Murderface that lay on top of you. You brought his chin up, your heart hurting to see such red eyes.

“You’re perfect,” He said.

“No, I’m yours.”

He smiled and nuzzled his face once again into your chest, a bit deeper this time.

“Ah-watch it, boy. Don’t get ideas,” You teased.

“Who, me? I would ne-ever!”

[bombshelllblonde]

hiiihihii!! im backkkk to tell u abt my rdr playthough bc im bored asf haha

¡love this game omg!! the graphics, the story, the details UGH!!!!

hunting is actually so fun for no reason- i bought so many fancy ass guns too 😭

also my play type whenever i play ANY story game thats open world is to do every possible thing every except the actual story so i get a bunch of stuff and then its so muvh easier

in short i have 6000+ dollars 😋

bonus of exploring everything is i got thw white arabian and i love her sm ‼️‼️ i named her pearl and she is my baby

dress up is my seconf favorite hobby

my fav outfit rn is the red vest w the floral pattern on the front (i forget what its called) n the black french dress shirt underneath + the bison necklace talisman

(also arthur w medium-long length hair n short facial hair>>>)

this game is so detail oriented, its kind of insane- im doing a high honor run atm, and i came across the blind beggar for the third (?) time and the blind guy said and i quote

"that is which killing you will finally help you, friend- to hear and see."

is this foreshadowing this feels like foreshadowing

also ik arthurs dies (bc of tiktok edits and fics, they artists in this fandom is amazing!!!) and im not prepared at all 😭 im going to procrastinate so bad 

ALSO CHARLES DESERVES SO SO MUCH I LOVE HIM

yk the hole lil speech he has at the campfire yk "most human beings seem to know why they were born but, for me- its seems i was just mean ton hurt and suffer myself" that one

im bawling istg if he doesnt get a good ending im going to be writing a formal complaint to rockstar games

anyways

tw opinions (ik bro its crazy to have opinions in 2024 whattt no wayy)

ive gotten to the point in playing where im in ch 3, and the only way i can progress the actual story is to help micah rob a stagecoach or whatever

micah is a bastard and i dont like him

him as a character is rlly well written and awesome but,,,,,hes,,,slimy,,and i hate him,,,,so he can wait for a little longer ☺️

my favorite characters rn in no particular order is

arthur (obviously) , charles , sean , javier , tilly , marybeth , and kieran

my pookies ‼️‼️

moving on im so sorry this is so so long 😭 idk anyone who likes rdr irl lmao

anyway hope u have a nice day and no wolves attack you and spoke ur horse who bucks you off a cliff

(in rdr btw)

((true story also))

yo, having 6k in chapter 3 is amazing. good for you!

my first playthrough i got the white arabian and i named her Lemoyne Tree as a tribute to the state of Lemoyne and my favorite post malone song Lemon Tree. But she always got super dirty so i then went to the lake next to Strawberry and tamed the red chestnut arabian. I LOVE LOVE LOVE that one, she's gorgeous and arthur always gets that one when i play it. my beautiful baby girl Diablo <3

also yes. heckin FUCK MICAH BELL. even from the beginning he's been a slime ball. hate that man <3

i won't go too far, but just keep yourself high honor towards the end of the game. you need that to be your first ending. :')

Charles deserves the absolute world. just listening to him speak and hanging out with him at camp, and the missions you continue on to do with him throughout the game are so much fun. charles is someone i wish i could have in my real life because he seems like he would be the best person to speak to and hang out with. he is so lovely and down to earth. even arthur says it a couple times throughout the game. charles gets a good ending i promise.

my top blorbos are Arthur, Dutch, Charles, Hosea, and Josiah Trelawny my absolute beloved <33333 just wait until you go on the mission with Charles to find trelawny. one of my favorite missions ever ever ever ever!!

a lot of people dislike dutch, but i love him so much. he is my actual father. i love him.

i also hate john. let me know how you feel about that little greasy weasel of a man. :)))

i'm so so so glad you're having fun and i am very invested, so please continue to keep me updated on what ur doing because i need to live vicariously through you. if i could erase my entire mind and replay the game over and over again for the first time, i totally would

[fandom-imagination-ss]

Imagine Meeting Derek Hale. and Derek afterward makes it his mission to tease you.

yo

you knew about Derek Hale from your cousin Stiles. he mentioned it to you when it slipped that Scott turned into a werewolf. you couldn’t make it back home until a few months later due to school. you were close with the Mccalls, you use to babysit Scott and Stiles. and Stiles was like a brother more than a cousin. So hearing some adult Jerk “Derek” was causing your cousin hassle. you were coming down to set the idiot straight. it didn’t take long to meet him. you were driving Scott to work. when you noticed him tense up seeing someone outside of the Vet center. . you looked over seeing him wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and sunglasses with a jaw that could cut the glass. and a stubble face which would be amazing and horrible a few hours later. tall. Ridiculously Handsome. your jaw dropped as you turned to Scott. “please tell me that isn’t the bastard who is causing you and Stiles hassle?” 

“yea but just- leave it.. he’s dangerous.” 

rationally you knew. Looks meant nothing. it was inner beauty. but you were sidetracked. they didn’t tell you he was handsome! you followed Scott out as he begged you to get back inside as you hushed him. you walked over to Derek who pulled his Sunglasses off as he flashed you a big bright smile.

Every thought in your Mind. Disappeared. you were Star struck and not breathing Scott noticed and nudged you to snap out of it. which caused Derek to Smile even brighter. he’s seen girls’ reactions to him before. but Never did he witness women. Stopped dead in her tracks cause he was handsome. it filled him with warmth as you breathed again once Scott nudged you. 

“you- your Derek Hale?” 

He nodded his head as he stepped over as spoke, “yea, Hi. who are you?” 

Scott thankfully answered, “Y/N, Stiles Cousin.” 

Stiles.. right! your mind clicked in. this Hunk of Burning beauty. was picking on your Sarcastic, pain-in-the-butt cousin. your cousin! only you get to torment him. 

“he’s- yea! Stop Picking on Stiles and -” your brain was giving you a complete blank as Scott spoke, “Me?” 

“Yea him!” you added quickly hitting Scott’s shoulder softly. as you spoke, “there kids, and Only I get to torment stiles!” 

Derek couldn’t help but ask why only you. he was having a hard time not smiling. seeing how brutally distraught you were just by his presents. it was to enjoy. as you spoke, ‘because he’s family..” 

“So I guess I’ll have to marry you and be family then.” 

it came out without Derek thinking as you shook your head as he watched. he could see you force your legs to move. as you stumbled away. he couldn’t help but chuckle and smile brightly. as you walked off.

 Hours later you were sitting with Lydia, at the Lacross game, you use to babysit her also. you spoke, “you know this Derek Hale?” 

“yea, he’s an asshole but good. why?” 

you hit her slightly. on the arm as he said ow. you turned to her, ‘you told me about him- and never once did you mention the Damn Greek Gods Craved him out of Marble and brought him onto this Earth. Jesus, he’s Gorgeous.” 

Lydia’s face went red as she nudged you. and nudged behind you. as you turned horrified to see Derek about to sit down beside you as you cursed out. seeing him as he chuckled. “I guess I made a good impression.” 

‘Damn it!” you cursed as he chuckled softly. you rubbed your face as he chuckled as he spoke, “forget about it.”

you couldn’t as he was pleasant and charming. completely unlike how Stiles, Lydia, and Scott mentioned he was. what you were stunned with. Just by sitting beside him. how. you had to focus Hard on the game. and reminding yourself to breathe... Just being beside him was causing your body to react differently it was as if you just discovered what a “crush” was and you were acting like a stupid kid. when the game ended you said bye to Lydia and bolted away from Derek. you took the boys home as you talked to Melissa about everything. her life was just as upside down as Scott’s now. her son was a werewolf. that is bound to cause stress. but the conversation soon changed to Derek. 

“I didn’t think it was possible for a human being to be that beautiful.” 

“he is a handsome one.” 

you nodded your head weakly as you spoke, “I have to remind myself to breathe- when he’s around. I almost passed out seven times during the game. cause I kept forgetting to breathe... could that be a wolf thing?” 

Melisa chuckled shaking her head “I don’t think they can stop breathing. you really find him that attractive?” 

“he overheard me calling him a Greek God, that was carved out of marble.. by the gods.” 

Melisa chuckled loudly, “just remember- he’s Not a soft cuddly wolf.”  you nodded your head finishing your beer as you left. 

the next time you ran into Derek, Scott was showing off he’s wolf abilities as you sat on a boulder he was showing you in the woods. 

Scott and Stiles always fight for your attention, has been that way since they were little kids. you were sitting with Stiles who was feeling left out as you spoke, “So wait- Stiles..- you aren’t thinking about being like Scott?” Stiles shook his head as you hugged him, “thank god! with that much power you would turn into a villain.. it would be your origin story!” 

“Hey!” he called out as Scott agreed. then mister beautiful himself walked over, annoyed, “How many times do I have to tell you this is private property? Oh Hi.” he said smiling at you as you smiled back saying hi. as Stiles spoke, ‘gross- Don’t Flirt with my cousin!’ you hit Stiles as you spoke up, ‘you be kind to the- WHAT THE FUCK!” you gasped jumping off the boulder as you noticed far off a Clown.. covered in Dirt and dry blood. Stiles noticed and said Whoa. 

you never had a fear of Clowns before, you found them entertaining. But the moment the New It moving came out and people started dressing up as Clowns and started scaring people. and luring them into the woods. you became very aware of how. Creepy Clowns are. and after watching the New It movie. you were gone. you now had  Coulrophobia. A Fear of Clowns. Derek and Scott turned as Derek screamed at the clown to piss off, instead the Clown charged towards you all. you weren’t sure how.. but before you knew it. you ran.. abandoning your cousin, and his friend. and the greek god. as you ran until you heard a growl. you stopped and turned to see Derek growling as the Clown Ran off. Stiles looking around searching for you. you were so far back that he and to squint to see you as he screamed, “WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING?” 

“I DO- LIKE CLOWNS!” You screamed back as Stiles spoke, “how do you know there isn’t another one over there?” 

that got you running back to Them as Derek smiled. Brightly he didn't mean to smile but seeing you. Completely fine with werewolves. But clowns. Clowns scared you. Stiles dragged you back to the jeep as you forced Scott to join you weren't leaving him In the woods full of possible killer clowns.

Derek watched you fuss over the two boys. While you bicker with them put their seatbelts on. It struck Derek at that moment. He loved teasing you about your crush. But he never realized how pretty you were as you slapped the back of Stiles’s head telling him that he didn't have super healing. And to be smart and buckle up. The next day, Derek caught you at the grocery store grabbing food to make dinner for your uncle and Stiles. Derek didn't approach you. he just watched you. you were completely at ease as you picked veggies and grabbed grapes, you were happy. he couldn’t help but feel his body feeling like it was expanding. he loved seeing you happy. it was strange. he hasn’t felt happy in a while. but just seeing you. shopping and completely Calm and Not nervous or self-conscious. Derek realized. that he’s Teasing. as much as he loved tormenting you. he realized. that you now had all the power. which scared the crap out of him. So he ran. 

the next time you saw him. Derek kept a firm distance from you, which you didn’t really notice. you were far too busy with Scott who was showing off all his abilities again to you. It was Stiles who noticed that Derek couldn’t stop staring at you. and soon enough he told Lydia. who told Malia eventually everyone learned. about Derek’s Now crush on Stiles’s Cousin. 

you were going home to finish packing before you move back to Beacon Hill. you got the job you wanted, and nothing was keeping you in the city, you hated the loud city. you wanted quite and peacefulness. which you would get in Beacon Hill.. Minus the supernatural creatures. But No town is perfect. 

“where you going?” 

looking up over your car and seeing Derek you spoke, “Oh Back home to pack up. I’m moving.” 

“where to?” Derek couldn’t even utter the words he had no idea what he would do if you were moving further away. you shook your head, “well my Uncles Sofa for now, but eventually my own apartment. when i have more time to look around.” 

Derek’s jaw dropped hearing that, ‘you’re moving here?” Nodding your head you smiled, “yea, I came up originally to beat you up. for picking on my cousin, but then the coach saw me. and we started talking and there’s an opening at the school. and before I knew it. I got a job offer.”

“your staying in Beacon Hill?” Derek couldn’t help but have a wide smile on his face as you smiled back, “yea I’m staying- well once I go home and pack up.. then move back.” 

“do you need help?” you nodded your head smiling, “yea that be great.” 

Derek decided to come with you back to your apartment to help you pack and move your heavy objects. you didn’t complain about the extra help. it was once back in Beacon that Derek asked you out. and naturally you said yes.

[adhd-merlin]

Merlin S1 rewatch: episode 4 🌼

4 episodes in, and our boys are already tripping all over themselves to die for each other. Insane.

I don't have many funny comments to make about this one. It's a solid episode.

Arthur is an incredibly brave and chivalrous knight, Merlin is an extremely powerful sorcerer, and Uther is an utter bastard. Characters effectively distilled to their essence.

random thoughts & comments

• For all that it's a silly family show, the sets and locations are so beautiful. Look at this!

• Nimueh is so gorgeous in her blue turban. I can't blame Merlin for the flirting.

• Her fake name is Cara (!). But spelled with a C. Caras/Karas are not to be trusted, I guess

• They were really going all in with the red & blue juxtaposition

• I love Arthur red studded jacket. Why did they deprive him of his fun little outfits in later seasons! He's even wearing jewellery!! Wtf is this necklace, btw

• Stupid question but how did Nimueh know Arthur would end up with the poisoned chalice?? She just put it in the box

• Well done Gaius for identifying the poison in 0.5 seconds. That's got to be some kind of record. Does he train for that? Does Camelot hold an annual speed poison-identification contest?

• Luckily Gaius’s book contains all the information needed to retrieve the flower required for the antidote – what it looks like, where to find it, what to expect when you get there. Top 10 restaurants in the area. It's all in there.

• I've missed Uther! He's a great character/antagonist. "I can't stand by and watch [Merlin] die." / "Then don't look." (!) Banger of a line. And Anthony is an amazing actor.

• After having watched the entire series, I feel like S1 Arthur comes across as more of a noble and good guy than in later seasons? I can't put my finger on why, exactly. Perhaps the way he stands up to Uther with no hesitation. I don’t know.

• I like that Arthur gets to defeat the Cockatrice all by himself. So often in the series it's just Merlin (literally) working his magic behind the scenes and Arthur taking all the credit, but in this episode he very much deserves to be called a hero.

• Speaking of which, the way Arthur just defeats that Cockatrice and then carries on like it was no big deal is kind of funny. (Like... he just threw a sword at it? And it died? Alright.)

• Nimueh is so bad at acting like an innocent damsel in distress. Definitely nothing at all sus about her situation. "Please help me, good sir! Why, yes, I do know where to find the flower you're after. Just follow me into this dark cave. No need to take your sword." Arthur are you dumb (don't answer that)

• Nimueh is like "it's not your destiny to die at my hand!" Mmkay if you know who's going to kill him what's this all for then 👀

• I LOVE Merlin guiding Arthur to safety with his magic. I've said it before but (ironically) there isn't enough magic in this series. I think this is perhaps the coolest act of magic we ever see Merlin perform. And even if the CGI is at times hilariously bad, this globe of light looks pretty cool. Quite powerful, both visually and symbolically (and also literally. Merlin’s not even conscious).

• Uther has done some truly fucked up things (both on screen and implied) but crushing the flower needed for the antidote is just so needlessly cruel that I still think of it as one of the worst things he's done.

• Gwen to the rescue <3 I know everyone goes on about how sweet and kind she is, but she can also be shrewd when the situation calls for it. She's good at thinking on her feet under pressure, and it's a trait that shows in other episodes.

• Arthur and Gwen cooperating to save Merlin – love to see it. (Arthur, that's your future wife! Look at him. He doesn't even know. He doesn’t know he'll turn into a complete simp for this woman.)

• Interesting that Gwen's first reaction to Gaius's "We might need to use magic to prepare the antidote" is "but we can't! it's forbidden!!" GIRL, THE BOY YOU FANCY YOURSELF IN LOVE WITH IS DYING. MAYBE CHILL. But I guess it says a lot about Uther's reign of terror that this was so unthinkable to her.

• If I remember right (and I might not), Gaius uses magic only 3 or 4 times in the entire series and always to save Merlin's life (or to save Alice, once). It's a fairly consistent trait throughout the series that he's actually quite reluctant to use magic (whether because he's vowed not to, or because it brings up unwanted memories. Or both). It's always a last resort. I know no one cares, I just find it interesting.

• GWEN AND MERLIN'S KISS! I wonder how Arthur would have reacted at finding out that Merlin kissed Gwen first. WE WERE DEPRIVED WE WERE ROBBED

• Why didn't Uther question the fact that Merlin survived?? First he's s all intent on letting him die to teach Arthur a lesson, then he goes "haha, well done son, you were right to defy me" (??) Did he find out about Gwen and Arthur’s subterfuge to get the flower to Gaius? He must have, I suppose, but he's remarkably chill about it (I'm surprised he didn't accuse Gaius of using sorcery to save Merlin)

• Something tells me we haven't seen the last of Nimueh yet. I don't know what. Just a feeling.

[themissingnumbers]

What's good, y'all! It's me again, so you know what that means :) You all know how I function by now. I write things down in the order they appear in my brain, so things may be a bit scattered, but if you can look past that, then I hope you enjoy my ramblings.

In today's issue of The New Yap Times: THOSE FUCKIN' CHARACTER REFS HOLY SHIT—

So, those character references, amirite? First off, those things are fricking fabulous. Good stuff, Starry. Secondly, y'all know how this goes by now. I've got a lot of things I wanna say and I don't know how to say it, but hopefully, this will get easier the further I go. So! Let's start going down the line--shall we?

"Fire" Red Yuuji: MY BABY-! Okay, okay, lemme stop lmao. But like, look at him. He looks so good! Y'all have no idea how much I celebrated when I saw that my boy Fire got a pair of snow pants and some boots like LET'S GO-! He's not on a mountain in jeans and sneakers anymore; he's got some (keyword: some) appropriate snow gear! Plus, that jacket is still clean as hell. Not gonna lie though, I was kinda like Ehhhhh (unsure) about the new frostbite for him, but after looking at it for awhile I'm more like Ehhhhh (positive). I like it! He looks like he toes the line between being cold/unapproachable and lookin' like a sad baby seal. 9.5/10. (I only have one major complaint about Fire as a whole, and it's a big one: I don't know how you've done it, but you've somehow made him look even more huggable and yet I still cannot hug him. It's a sin >:( Don't worry though, he's really a 10/10, I'm just sad and petty-)

Leaf Aoyama: The Babygirl! Yes ma'am! (I'm so happy that she and Fire tied for once-) She's so beautiful, and I love her hair and eyes! I liked the subtlety of the old markings, but I mess with the new ones heavily. She looks like she's got some gnarly burns on her hands, which is kinda worrying. Plus, I really like the little additions to her outfit. I like her little socks (I think they're socks??) and the necklace/heart locket, too! Where'd she get it? Who's in there? I wanna know! Hopefully, she will share it with us one day. 10/10. (Bonus for Leaf: I know I already mentioned it in the comments of the actual Leaf post, but THE ESPEON!? HELLO?! Imma need the lore for that-)

Blue Gary Oak: PRETTY BOY ALERT HOLY MOLY- Okay, genuinely, Starry, why did you make him so pretty? Jesus- Anyway, moving on- This man is fabulous, and I need him to help me with my wardrobe. He's got STYLE! And his eyes, man, his eyes are GORGEOUS! The jewelry, the aviator jacket, the button-up—he got that shit on tho! Onto his body though, I really like all of his freckles. And I had always wondered why he had bandages on his wrist for his researcher outfit, and I kinda put two and two together to speculate why, but I didn't want to be right. But I have confirmation that I was right with the updated reference, and now I'm just sad :( But in spite of that, his design is still clean with lots of effort put into it. Another 10/10. (Also, Blue named some of his Pokémon and I think that's sweet. Otto and Akira are adorable names and I would like to meet them and spoil them with treats thank you-) (It also makes me really sad that Blue self-harms. Like, I expected it, but still. He hurt himself, and from the looks of things, still does. He doesn't deserve that. Hopefully, we can help Blue wean off of SH later down the line by offering some alternatives and a listening ear.)

"Glitchy" Red Tajiri: Then there's this rat bastard (affectionate). Where... where do I even start with this dude? Don't take anything I say about this man the wrong way, his design is peak and the art is amazing, but he looks so... wrong. Like, ewww, bro. I know he hasn't eaten in god knows how long, but why doesn't he look alive? Why tf is he printer paper white? He just ain't right man. (Slenderman lookin' ass. Bro looks like he bites. Probably microwaves his cereal before he eats it, too. Don't tell him I said that-) Nevertheless, creepy shit aside, I really like how disheveled he looks! Torn, dirty clothes, shoes with holes in them, and long messy hair—it fits him and I mess with that heavy. Also, the viscera that comes with that super glitchy form is crazy! It looks so cool, but it can't feel good in any manner. He's so skinny, too! I am deeply concerned for this man, probably more than I initially was for Fire, and that's saying something. Again, another 10/10. This man has grown on me significantly. (Also, his poor Pokémon team :( What happened to them? I'm curious but also afraid to find out. I also like how his Team has Gen 1 sprites. Nice touch-) (Also, me looking at that digital viscera form with MissingNo limbs ripping out of his chest. "Mhm..." Adds it to the Parasite theory. "Mhm.")

Okay! It's been a while since I started writing this (it's currently 2 AM for me lmao I started at 11) and I think I'm done—with this version! You thought I was finished? NO. I have more thoughts about these references—lots of thoughts—mostly about the Spoiler Edits and Blacked out parts, along with the new Biographies/Descriptions. But that's for a different time and post. This was just me rambling about the updated designs because I have no one else to yap to about it at the moment. So, there will be another, more theory-driven edition of The New Yap Times coming eventually, but not tonight.

Anyway, time for my closing statements. To Starry, you cooked with these drawings bruh. These are awesome and your art just keeps getting better and better. Keep it up! But be careful not to burn yourself out. To the Mods, I know y'all're probably cooking something up in secret. You guys always be moving in the shadows, so just know that I look forward to it ya sneaky little devils, and I hope y'all are all doing well. And specifically to Mod Hells, I hope you feel better soon homie. Being sick sucks, so I'm prayin' for you :) Take care of yourself.

But that's all, folks! Until next time. Thank you for reading The New Yap Times!

[OHHEHEHEHE do NOT ever apologize for your long analysis asks idc how messy you consider it these are a huge highlight of this blog for me and it makes all the work i put into the refs worth it!!

i need to respond to this stuff without giving too much away now.. trust me when I say that for these design updates, a LOT of thought went into the changes, both aesthetically AND for what they mean regarding the stories. but though i know all the meaning and intent being them, i wanna leave it all open to interpretation and theorizing as best as i can...

that said i want to talk a LITTLE about it bc dear god this is such a good analysis and observations LOL

re: Fire - his new snow fit was smth that took a lot of mulling over and was decided on based on the fact that he'd get it in universe from... somewhere. :) the updates to his frostbite were also VERY deliberate- for one i was worried the old stylizing would be read as blush when seeing him out of context... i wanted it to be clear that this is a severe injury. i def did my best to make him toe the line of..... Unapproachable, and Aesthetically Pleasing. im very glad i pulled that off!!

re: Leaf - ill admit to keep it real a large drive behind changing her markings into burn scars was bc i didn't like drawing the chain markings on her arms LOL. but the change is also a deliberate choice that i won't elaborate much more on.. its definitely less subtle, but i think weird scars can be easily justified in the world of pokemon. as for her pokemon... all can be explained in due time! though id certainly suggest putting that scanner and dex to use ;)

re: Blue - blue's always been focused more on Fashion over Function- if there's one thing he cares about, it's appearances. him being more of a prettyboy is intentional by virtue of the fact that he tries to look attractive and such. the.... other thing is smth ive mostly kept as subtext, particularly happening in... recent works. :) but its not something i intend to treat lightly once it's explicitly acknowledged. i honestly considered hiding it like with other things on these refs but that just seemed like overkill ultimately.

as for nicknames- god i really want to give other pokemon nicknames that reflect their trainer's personalities. the problem is that immm just bad at naming things tbh. Leaf would have a fully named team, and Blue would too, or at least a few more than just Otto and Akira. i was thinking Dusty for his Jolteon... ill probably head back and edit names in as we work em out! the refs will definitely be good to glance at from time to time. fires team is nameless and reds team would be .......... immature.

re: Glitchy -

this is the best possible thing you could've said about him. thats all i can really say

anyways!! thank you so so much for all your thoughts- again, things like this really do make it all worth it! i really look forward to your next theory session, but you take care and take all the time you need, okay?

thank u so much for the compliments man,, 🥺 it really does mean a lot. i can really tell ive improved a lot esp looking at the new and old refs side by side and it makes me so happy!! ^-^ im glad u can see it too eheheh.. ill put my side by sides under the cut bc its kinda wild to look at

and as someone whos been seeing all the behind the scenes work unfold.... god im so excited for when the secret the other mods have been working on gets to come out !!! they've been trucking away and its exciting to see :D]

((ps from mod hell: thank you so much our strongest soldier i love you))

old vs new comparisons:

[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 35: new home (normal P.O.V and smut)

Once Gale, Albert,  and I landed we swiftly exited the plane.  I left the heavy lifting with my baggage and research supplies up to Gale and the majini. I rested easy after I got off the laptop. So I didn't want to ruin my zen.

I walked up to Albert and gently held him my head on his chest. His heart's rhythm led me to an even deeper peace.

"Are you alright dearheart? you are being quite cuddly with me today." Albert said caressing my cheek sweetly.

I smirked, "Better now that I know that Chris and the B.S.A.A. would not be ruining our plans for a long while. It's very reassuring that I won't have to kill my family."

"Then my dear I have someone I want you to meet," Wesker said pulling up into his arms bridal style.

"I love you, my treasured god." I purred resting my head on his heart again.

“ Hey, I get you wanna play with his ouroboros Tabitha but honey don’t no one wanna see that” Gale laughed as I blushed a deep scarlet.

"It's not like that right now jerk!" I hid my burning face in Albert's shoulder.

"Insolent brat!" Albert growled walking down into the base.

I take a moment and sigh losing the blush on my cheeks, "Don't let Gale get to you my love, he is but a child at heart."

I smiled staring into his deep black shades. His eyes flared up at the contact.

"Must you stare my precious lotus?" Albert sighed smiling slightly.

"I can't help it Wesk. Your eyes are the opposite of mine. They are warm and passionate. Unlike mine, which are icy and lifeless. I wish they were as gorgeous and amazing as yours." I leaned up and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

"There is no need for that dearheart. It would be completely unnecessary, you are perfect as you are." He said placing me down in front of a white office door.

"What is this place wesk?" I ask staring at the door. 

"You will see dearheart," he said knocking on the door, "Doctor, I have brought you the patient we have been discussing."

"You may enter commander wesker." A female voice rang out from behind the door.

Albert opened the office door revealing a light teal room with a white couch covered in a dandelion-knitted blanket. There was also a desk and two armchairs. Sitting in the left chair was a lovely tall red-headed woman wearing a beautiful paisley dress and black four-inch pumps.

"Greetings Commander Wesker and Lady Tabitha. It is an honor to meet and see you again." The lady said with a slight bow, "Please allow me to introduce myself to you lady Tabitha. My name is Dr. Trinity Lefey, I am a psychological provider that caters to this base."

"Dr. Lefey is one of the top in her field. I hired her after I killed Spencer and the truth of the Wesker children project was revealed to me. It was quite traumatic to me believe it or not." Albert said holding my hand.

"I believe you, my treasured god," I said sweetly while kissing his cheek.

"You two are so loving towards each other even after being apart for so long. I find it quite sweet in all honesty." Dr. Lefty said putting on a deep gray jacket.

"With all that Vladimir did to you, my dear lotus. I thought it would be best for you to see the doctor that I see for my psychological trauma." Albert said kissing the shell of my ear.

He was turning back into the man I married and the treasure I once knew.

"Alright Wesk, I'll trust you but please do me a favor and stay during my sessions. If you think this will help us I am willing to try as long as you stay with me." I ask kindly showing a slight smile as I lay down on the couch.

"As you wish Tabitha. I will be here the entire time my lotus." Albert said sitting next to the doctor.

"Then let us begin our first session," Dr. Lefey said.

With I sigh I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together, "Well doc, where do you want to begin?"

So for the next hour, I lay there and explained how I came to be in this predicament. How my bastard uncle captured me in Raccoon City. How he manipulated my daughter's situation so she ended up in his care.

I told them how he took advantage of me on an almost nightly basis. The fear if I didn't comply would lead to my daughter's death. How Vladimir murdered her in cold blood forcing me to watch my daughter die in my arms.

I went on to explain how just a few days later, I had a glimmer of hope. I saw Albert. I tried to make him realize it was me. Only to end up being shot and nearly dying the hope extinguished within a fraction of a second.

I revealed how broken I truly was. How Vladimir's voice rang out in my head when panic ensued.  The constant ringing when I shift to equinoxal. How each of my dreams were of past good times only to wake up and see they were figments of my memories.

I could not help but start to cry.

Albert swiftly knelt by my side, "Oh my precious lotus, how I wish I had believed you that day. I wish I had been the one to save you, instead of that rat Chris."

"Like I told you before commander, we can't change the past but together now that you both are here we can work towards the future. " She said smiling, "You have had a lot of trauma and you have been through a lot of pain. It will take time to heal and cope with but I can help. For now, be happy that you have your husband back."

"Thank you Dr. Lefey, I will come by once every few weeks for a session. That way we can work on coping with my trauma." I smiled as Albert helped me up.

" you have always been so smart, my dear lotus," Albert said taking my hand.

"I will see you both soon." The doctor said as we walked out of the room.

"Come, my dear, I have much to show you," Albert said holding my hand as we headed deeper in the base.

I followed Albert around the base till we got to his office, "this is my office and lab, my dear. Seeing as you were previously not allowed on this floor as Ms . Lancaster. I thought I should show you where you will be working from now on apart from your old research lab."

He opened the ebony door and revealed a massive office with a black leather sofa and a gorgeous mahogany desk. In front of a large research lab with all sorts of equipment and a medical bed tucked in the corner.

He stared at me with his signature smirk plastered across his face, "I want you to be my research assistant again,  my beautiful lotus"

"But what about my angelis research? I thought that is what you wanted me to work on love?" I asked walking up to him.

"I believe the angelis virus is the key to detoxifying Uroboros but making more selective. That dearheart, it's why I want you to research with me. Just like when we were at Umbrella together." Albert smiled wickedly at my concern.

"There never been any changing your mind once is set on something, "I chuckle awkwardly but then a smile graced my lips, "Alright my treasure, I'll be your research partner."

"Good decision my dear," he smirked, "You know what I miss the most of the old days?" He said wrapping a hand around my waist, one in my hair, slowly together we started rotating.

Resting my head on his chest I smiled, "White Queen"

"Yes, my lady? " the white hologram appeared from my watch.

"Play yellow by Coldplay." I smiled relaxed.

"Yes, my lady. " She said starting to play the music.

"Not a bad choice for a slow dance song dearheart," Albert whispered into my ear as he placed his forehead on mine. He took in a deep breath as we turned.  His strong arms move around my waist.

"I remember when we used to dance in the lab.  Marcus used to get so mad at us." I laugh into his chest.

"The classical music was much more soothing to me but this is nice as well dearheart," he said kissing my hair.

"I love you, Albert," I said looking up at his face and rubbing his chest.

"And I love you Tabitha, my precious lotus," Albert said meeting my gaze and removing his sunglasses, "You are my goddess and no one will take you away from me."

He kissed my lips, our passion melding together. I felt his love as he pulled me closer and draped his arms over my shoulders. I wish I could hold on to this moment for all eternity. This was the man I loved from the start. He may be a monster and my target but at this moment he was my husband through and through. The song ended.

"I have one last place to take you dearheart," Albert said releasing the kiss, "our home."

"Our home love?" I stared at him quizzically.

"Well as much of a home we could have in this old base. Chambers will have your old room next to Jill." He informed me as we walked out of the office and the research lab.

The walk was long but I took my time and memorized my way around. Albert was taking his time to show me around.

He smirks rubbing the small of my back, "Do you need clothes dearest lotus?"

I heard him almost purr as if he were a cat.

"Unfortunately I do, most of my clothes are either combat uniforms or black tie clothes. They're all at the lodge." I said a blush creeping upon my face from Albert's actions.

"Still sensitive there I see, my naughty lotus." He said pressing deeper into the small of my back, all while smirking and walking faster.

I tried to keep up with him to not be left behind.

After a quick moment, we arrive at a black and gold elevator. Albert stopped here.

"Come here my dear" He decongestant me forward, his eyes shimmering a brilliant red as we got on.

I walked up next to him following him on to the elevator, "Yes sir. "

Quickly he pinned me to the wall of the elevator, he took my lips again. The kid stole my breath away my heart raced and Mr body started to heat up.

"Look at you my lotus,  shivering and warming up for me at the same time. Do I get you that hot and bothered?" He smirked stroking my red cheeks, "Such a beautiful face and it is all mine!"

He bit down on my neck and hoisted me into his arms. As the elevator came to a stop, the doors opened up to a large deep charcoal grey living room with a massive black leather sectional and TV.  To the left was a moderately large chef's kitchen that was almost out of my dreams.

He slowly worked his way up to my lips tail off love bites stinging up my neck. Albert walked us to a full-size bedroom inside was a bed with four posts and golden silk curtains. The king-sized mattress was covered in black satin sheets.

"What about Gale and Jill they are waiting for us?" I moan as Albert suckles on my neck as he lays me out on the bed.

"We can worry about that later dearheart, but for now let's enjoy each other's company." He said climbing on top of me and sinking his teeth into my neck.

I gasped, "But of course my master." Leaning up to grab his hair.

As I leaned up, I felt Albert's well-trimmed nails across my clothed back. A blush grazed my cheeks at the slight stinging sensation.

"Master mmm please don't. There is no need to tease. You were right. Almost any time we get like this I melt into your arms." I moaned out caressing his cheek.

"Such a naughty naughty pet, I bet you were picturing this the moment we stepped off the plane," Albert whispered in my ear sending shivers down my back.

" no, I wasn't master." I shook out my answer as  Albert dragged his tongue down my neck.

"Do not lie to me dearheart,  I know how badly you crave my touch. How alone you feel when I'm not around. How the messages you left for me in your captivity, your voice quaked as you rubbed and flicked your sensitive clit as you imagined my tongue dragging along your folds. I know you cried out for me as your orgasm over you." He smirked pulling off my shirt and unclasping my bra.

"Mmm Albert," I panted.

"you have always had such amazing breasts my sweet lotus," Wesk said growling into my chest and biting my darkened perky nipples.

"Ahhhh my god please!" I moan out.

Albert smirked, "Listen to you slut,  praying for relief. You want my cock do you not, my beautiful lotus" He said in a snarky tone of voice.

He lifted me and set me up on his lap stripping my pants off my body, "Have I not told you what happens when you lie to me dearheart?"

He removed my snake-printed thong and shoved it in my mouth. I moan at the brutal force behind the action.

"Mmm fuc...."

A loud smack rang throughout the room,  "Be silent! Only those redeemed by their actions can whimper to me. "Albert growled in my ear.

I tried to be brave for what I knew was coming next. It came, and another smack rang out.

A jolt of pain ran through my body sensually shaking my spine. Albert knew how to discipline me. SMACK! Another smack across my ass. I tried to gasp as he pulled back but the makeshift gag prevented any noise from escaping.

SMACK SMACK! A double hit my eyes rolled back as each whack hit. Trace amounts of squirt dripped down my leg.

"So pathetic! Getting off by my disciplining your lying ass. I think this calls for more severe discipline." Albert smirked as he dropped me on the bed and opened a chest at the end of the bed.

I trembled. My mind switches between despair and blissful thoughts of what it could be.

"I'm sorry master please forgive your whorish pet. " I tried to moan out but the lacey underwear prevented any knowledgeable sound from escaping.

"Oh my poor dear lotus, sounding so neglected and helpless," he smirked his voice like an angelic song, "If you last through this my dear without getting off I shall reward you with what you want. Does that not sound tantalizing pet?"

He pulled out a vibrating wand and I felt the color drain from my face. I was still sensitive from when we made the message for Chris. This was going g to be difficult.

Albert dragged the vibrator up to my clit and turned it on medium-low speed. It was hard to resist the moan building in my chest. I felt weak.  I bucked against the toy as Albert still had his infamous smirk on his face as he slowly removed his clothing only leaving his black silk boxers. I was panting staring at his well-built Physique and growing erection.

"What deliciously pitiful sounds are escaping your mouth. You must be excited to see your master in almost all of his glory. " Albert laughed darkly as he pulled his thick eight-inch cock out.  It was a warm red as it stood at attention. My cheeks flushed at the sight of it throbbing.

"Aw look at my adorable desperate pet,  maybe next time you won't lie about such trivial matters, such as how dirty your little mind is. You know you can't hide anything from me dear lotus." Albert said using the curtains to bind my hands and legs.

Pulling on the curtains I look up at him begging for reprieve, begging for some form of contact. My heavily lidded eyes lowered as he turned the wand on the higher setting.

"That's my pet, now be a good little slut and watch." He said as kneeled over me slowly stroking his dick just below my tips in long teasing motions.

It was torture to my aching pussy. I tried to spit out my underwear but Albert noticed and shoved them back in. He smirked sliding off his glasses and placing them teasingly on the edge of my nose. Then his gaze lowered back down to my chest. With a quick chuckle, he flicked my left nipple with his free hand. 

"You have become much more shapely my dear. The angelis virus has made you look more like a masterpiece than ever.  Your body looks so slutty but so perfect for being my pet." Albert said as I blushed a deep scarlet.

" mmmmm hmmmph." I moan as he bites down on my neck suckling leaving a dark hickey.

"Listen to how you moan. Being unable to scream for your master is a shame. You truly are pathetic my lotus. So needy   begging for release even though you have not earned it." He smirked still stroking his cock as he removed the thong from my mouth.

"Albert please!" I gasped, "Your pet is sorry she lied. Please forgive this dishonest slut. Please master let me pleasure you.".

"Poor little lotus flower, so shy but so vocal about your wants. You must want my cock so much, I bet it is driving you insane." He slid his thick tip among my inner folds my slick lubing up his cock.

Bend over he looked like a predator on the hunt. Even with his cock in his hand he looked graceful. He brought his face close to mine.

"You have done well so far dearheart. I shall let you have some reprieve,0 however,  if you decide to finish without me saying so your punishment will be ten times worse than what is going on right now." He kissed me our tongues lacing together.

Pausing for a brief moment to breathe I spoke, "I will behave my master."

"Such a good pet, now enjoy how I am about to make you feel." Albert cooed as he stop stroking his cock and inserted two fingers deep inside my cunt. 

He quickly started to pump his fingers scissoring them and spreading my pussy.

"FUCK WESKER MMM!ALBERT AHHH!" I cried out as he swiveled his fingers deeper into my cunt.

I held on. My body spasmed as Wesk added a third finger. I bucked against his hand the coil in my stomach almost snapping. I loved being pushed to the fucking edge. I felt full with just three fingers.  But I couldn't cum yet. I couldn't handle another punishment especially with the vibrator still on my clit.

"Good little pet clamping down on my fingers like the little whore you are. I feel you so close to coming undone but you are trying to resist like such a good girl." He smirked adding a fourth finger and rotated his hand massaging my g spot.

"Fuck... so close!" I reached out to Albert trying my best not to break.

Quickly he pulled his fingers out. I whimpered in protest. I was being denied cumming again. My body spasmed as I spiraled downward.

"Do you think I would let you off the hook so easily?" He said kissing me resuming to stroke his member again.

"Albert please,  my master let me please you before I fucking break!" I gasped as he turned the vibrator to maximum strength.

Tears were in my eyes, I was crying in agonizingly blissful pleasure. The coil was slowly starting to snap but I held on for him I would do anything. I felt like I was in a drugged-up high.

"Keep begging for my touch and cock pet. Let me hear your sinful voice call my name out the heavens." He laughed lining his cock up to my folds, "Look what you do to me dearheart. Look how my dick is coated in slick from your nectar and my precum. Is this what you want pet? To be stuffed like a bitch in heat."

I stared at his slick cock blushing an even deeper red," Please master! I love being denied by you but I love being your little sex toy. I love being your pet. I only want to orgasm from your love and attention to me. I'm begging you Albert please fucking put me in my place. Please use me as your seedbed!"

With a dark chuckle, he slammed into my pussy completely sheathing himself inside me, " That's my lotus! You have earned your reward. You have earned the right to be able to have your release."

He untied my ankles and retied them up with my hands. My knees were now up to my breasts. His glasses were on the tip of my nose. His eyes shined like a diamond in a jewelry store.

"Use me, my master, use me and my cunt." I gasped as he started to move. I felt so hazy.

Albert slammed his hot and heavy cock deeper into my dripping pussy. Each thrust snapped bits and pieces off my coil as I became an unraveled mess. I clung on as tight as my pussy would allow. Snap I groaned at the release of the built-up pressure. Felting my release washed over me I tried to cling to Albert.  The contact of our touch was magical.

I felt warm streams spatter against my cervix but Wesk didn't stop, "I am not going to stop until you are swollen with my cum, my beautiful lotus."

He groaned as he started to buck even faster and his thrusts were slamming against my cervix, "purr for me pet."

He placed the vibrator back on my clit.

"Ahhhh ahhhh mmmm fuck fuck master, my owner, oh please my generous God, please breed your slutty wife." I moan out cumming again from the constant friction as he positions him and starts pistoning into my g spot.

"Like this?" Albert laughed dark intent on his voice as he leaned down and bit down on my neck, "Oh dearheart, is this what you've wanted to be? tied up and used like a breeding slave? Tell me, my goddess."

"Yes my god, I want to have the family we have never been able to have." I closed my eyes as my coil started to retighten.

"Do not hide your eyes from me, I want to see into your soul my lotus." He growled in my ear ripping off the glasses and sending them to the floor.

"Yes my god," I opened my teary eyes, to meet Albert's feral gaze. His ruby eyes were shining like stars in the night sky.

"Good girl, you should never have to hide from me dearheart." He smirked in his signature style, "I shall show you off to Chris all swollen with my child. Mark you as mine in every form of the word again."

His bucking son turned into rapid bursts of hard deep bruisingly strong pounding into my G-spot and walls. I pulled on my restrains but they barely budged.

I moaned out over and over again. Needing to cum I scream out, "Albert, please, my god!"

I felt a pair of warm lips crash upon mine. Our tongues tangled against each other once more. After the heated exchange, both of us came hard.

Albert gently kissed me and pulled out. Semen dripping from my cunt. Holding on to me he pushed his cum back inside me, "That way I can be sure our family will grow my love."

I smiled and rubbed my stomach, "I hope we can my love I'm fairly old to be having children. But I do wish to have another child one we can raise now the umbrella is gone."

He chuckled as my phone rang.

I picked it up revealing a text message from Gale saying "You two done yet?"

I sighed It looked like today wasn't over quite yet.

Hey everyone slifarianhawk here and a tasty new chapter is hot and ready for ya. Please do enjoy. There is more to come. My name is Silfarianhawk and I'm not so far away.

[idliketobeatree]

@every-moment-a-different-sound B A B E. for my bastard fic?

(charles from this beautiful gifset) Robin!!! 💚 my love, my light, my sweetiepie, my crunchiest cocoa biscuit, my caramel waffle melting on top of a cup of coffee— when I say this is Halloween and Christmas coming early, I mean it! You're getting heart locked forever!!

Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'm flabbergasted and absolutely floored that you would take my debut fic and make it into this gorgeous gifset!! :") 💚

I made professional feedback in my little notebook:

oughhhhh awWOOOOGAAA oh my godddddddddddddddddddd

the colours you chose are so saturated with warmth and giddiness, they make me feel like I'm enveloped in a hug, which is very much on brand for the vibes of the fic!!!

the fonts are sweet and elegant, love the swirls on big letters, and the texture behind them! it gives them the twirl of extra speciality aaaa 3. the need to eat y

THE SCENES. I truly cannot say enough how pleased I am that The Hug(tm) made it, but also Charles' leaning on his arm! and the flirty smile from the 2nd gif!! and aaaaah, basically every time Charles was being a lovely bastard in canon, you included it. Amazing. Top Notch. Understood the assignment + swept the board + i'm kissing the winner (you) on the mouth for the Olympic gold

BLUE AND RED. YEAH I'M NORMAL

the cheeky look of Charles is like, the 4th wall break I kinda wish I did in the fic, because god yes, he's such a bastard about it. Edwin loves him so much. I love them even more. and with you, I'm planning our honeymoon to the seaside but that's not the point

the point is. the point issssss I love you. that's the point.

I shall hope you know I will find a way to print these out and tattoo them on my goddamn forehead.

If you happen to look through the dead gay detectives agency's door, you'll find me perched on the desk like this, kicking my legs, giggling etc:

it's not fair (cause you make me ache, you bastard) by @idliketobeatree

Summary:

So now there is Charles, trying to physically make himself the size of a dandelion sprite in Niko's mason jar to fit right into the crook of Edwin's better judgement. He should be sorry, given what he's done, but he has no qualms, takes no prisoners, the full arsenal of his unruly magnetism on display. What is left of Edwin is shredded into tiny iron filings and sprinkled on a sheet of paper. And if he stands in the middle of it, what is Edwin supposed to do? Not cluster along the flux lines? Impossible. (Charles uses the love card to get out of an argument, fucks around and finds out.)

[casspurrjoybell-18]

Mutual Desire - Chapter 6

*Warning - Adult Content*  

The masculine face that was facing Damien Clark seemed too stunning to be true. 

His features were utterly gorgeous, not the slightest mistake on that attractive face. 

Does it exist to be this beautiful? 

That face was the owner of a body of a beautiful height, along with broad shoulders. 

The body was well built, imposing, his lips were red and his hair was a dirty blond. 

This majestic body was wearing elegantly, a navy-blue suit with no tie. 

The body gave off an odour of a cologne that would drive people nuts. 

However, the best was yet to come.  

Among all this beauty that emanated from that face and the Adonis body, two eyes of a grey color that Damien had never seen in his life, lit it. 

These eyes were a grey so rare that Damien wondered if this color existed in this world. 

These unequalled eyes, like the beauty of its owner were simply a more because its brightness was enough to make anyone go crazy. 

And to say that Damien's eyes only glared at them for a mere second. 

Damien was completely stunned by this face and it's only a swearing word that brought Damien back to Earth.

"Shit," said the man with the outstanding face.

The man's husky voice lead Damien abruptly in reality as he realized the damage he had caused. 

Because of his distraction, while he was sending a text to Craig, Damien accidentally spilled coffee on him as well as this almost unreal beautiful body in front of him. 

The man was holding the trigger element in a cup. 

The coffee spilled on his shirt which was once white, were now left with brown spots all over it. 

Because of Damien.

"I'm so sorry," Damien finally said.

"Shit. Can't you watch your steps?" the other man replied, ignoring Damien's apology, not even glancing at him.

His head was a little down and he was brushing his hand over his freshly soaked shirt by several drops of coffee.

 Although the man's tone was sharp, his voice remains strangely calm.  

And manly...

"I'm really sorry," Damien repeated.

"Shit," the other man whispered again.

Damien felt like a kid that had broke an expensive object and was getting yelled at by his parents for it. 

The man completely lifted his face and their eyes met for the second time. 

But this time, it lasted more than a second. 

His face, which was extremely cold softened a little but his grey gaze remained icy.

"I'm sorry," Damien repeated, extremely embarrassed. "I was on my phone and..."

"I guess you're the type of person that causes accidents on the road too," the other man said, interrupting Damien without hesitation.

"I'm sorry?" Damien replied back.

Damien distinctly heard the man's words but was confused by them.

"Not only aren't you looking at your steps but I see you're also deaf. You send text messages while walking. I guess when you're driving you also do the same."

It wasn't a question which is why Damien didn't bother to reply. 

It was an affirmation and Damien, too startled and amazed by the ten seconds or so that just passed, couldn't utter a word. 

All he could do was stare. 

Stare at a magnificent creature in front of him.

"So, tell me, how many people have almost died on the road because of your carelessness and negligence?" the other man added with a barely visible smirk, his eyes narrowed.

This damn bastard, Damien cursed to himself. 

Did he just say what I think he just said? 

Where did that even come from, Damien mentally asked himself. 

Was this his way of greeting people he was meeting for the first time? 

And who the hell did he think he was to lecture Damien when he didn't even know him? 

Or his driving abilities?

 It was only a completely silly accident and this man was making a whole story out of it and had the audacity to insult Damien for it.

Damien knew this was way too good to be true. 

This exceptional beauty that radiated his face concealed a crappy personality. 

Damien should have known something was up. 

Someone so spectacularly beautiful could only have a personality that is quite the opposite and he was no exception to that rule. 

Damien couldn't say what courage took me but after the bloody words the man had thrown at him, Damien had no shame whatsoever to overturn once again his cup of coffee. 

But only this time, it was hardly an accident. 

Perhaps it was the man's almost unseen smirk hiding behind his cold expression.

"I'm sorry," Damien said sarcastically with a cold look.

After this gesture way too bold for his personality, Damien left without a glance at the obnoxious man. 

He got into the elevator and descended on the floor where the presentation was going to take place. 

From the moment he left the man, Damien couldn't stop himself from thinking about this inexplicable beauty that he had just met. 

He was shaken and didn't understand why. 

Damien could barely breathe and all his thoughts were only for the man. 

Clearly, the man was as handsome as a God but from the little Damien had seen about his personality, he seemed to be the God of ass-holes too. 

So why, despite his insolence and arrogance did the man remain in Damien's thoughts? 

Perhaps it was because Damien knew he was in the wrong and the grey-eyed man was technically the victim here.

To be fair, Damien did ruin his white shirt that was likely worth a month or two of Damien's salary and Damien did throw hot liquid on him. 

Twice. 

And all of this because Damien wasn't looking where he was going. Nonetheless, he hated him and that without knowing the man but regardless of this new hatred, the stranger occupied all of Damien's thoughts.  

And Damien hated him even more for that. The man had made an unforgettable impression on him and he couldn't deny that fact. 

Who was that guy?

 When Damien Clark arrived on the right floor, he noticed Nick walking around aimlessly and looking nervously into space. 

When he joined his best friend, Damien noted that Nick's expression was only stressful and uneasiness. 

When Nick saw Damien marching towards him, his face seemed a bit relieved but remained nervous.

"Are you okay, man?" Damien asked, sincerely concerned.

"Yeah, I think," Nick answered. "Uh, I don't think I'm ready to present it, Dam."

"Chill, man, everything will be fine. You got this. Software's on point and trust me, you'll be able to convince them if you use the right words and I'll be there."

Nick nodded, with doubt etched still on his face.

"Should've had a few drinks before doing this presentation," Damien said to relax his best friend.

Nick smiled weakly but his eyes betrayed his anxiety. 

Damien stared at the nervous man from head to toes. 

Nick was dressed classily and Damien would say a little too classy, while his best friend tackled with elegance the same type of costume as Damien's but in grey. 

Again, the color grey. 

Damien stared at Nick's grey suit, without even blinking, his mind unbale to stop replaying his encounter with the grey-eyed stranger.

"Uh, you good, Dam?" Nick asked.

Damien rapidly shifted his attention back to Nick's face, who looked at him with a slight eyebrow movement.

"Huh? Yeah. Why?"

"I don"t know. You were looking at me in a funny way."

"No. Where's the PowerPoint so we can get done with it already?" Damien said, trying to convert the subject.

"Yeah, follow me."

Nick and Damien walked for a minute before arriving at a spot where there were several occupied seats. 

Damien felt like he had arrived in a waiting room. 

Several people were there, which surprised Damien. 

There were at least fifteen people, maybe more. 

These people were nearly all men in suits and some well-dressed women. 

They barely glanced at Damien and Nick when the two men arrived, seeming extremely focused on their laptop and their sheets.

 Damien followed Nick to two empty chairs where the two men sat down. 

Nick put his laptop on his lap and opened it. 

The PowerPoint appeared right away on the screen. 

Suddenly, Nick's knees began moving nervously. 

Damien looked at Nick's anxiety without having an idea on how to reassure him since it was relatively rare to see Nick nervous.

He is a generally confident, almost arrogant. 

And how can you blame the guy when he's good looking, intelligent and has a job plenty would want to add to their resume?

 Sitting there, his knees trembling nervously, the usual confident man looked like a child who had just caused a mess and was waiting for the right opportunity to confess his crime to his parents. 

Damien felt almost sorry for his best friend but now he had an even greater determination to make the presentation a success. 

Working on the PowerPoint, Nick included a link in one of the slides of a video featuring his software. 

The video lasted three minutes. 

Nick had hired a professional to help him with the audio-visual and Damien thought the result was downright impressive. 

The two men continued to scrutinize and analyze each slide show to make sure the slightest mistake was unmissed.

They were so concentrated that they didn't notice that 2PM had already passed the last thirty minutes ago and that no one had come to escort them to the place to where the presentation would take place. 

Damien had knowledge of the time when he had briefly glanced at his phone desperately hoping that a text from Craig would magically appear. 

But surprise surprise, he had not received any. 

Nick too, focused on his PowerPoint didn't seem to have noticed it was already 2:30 PM. 

And Damien was certainly not going to tell him as this would only increase his unusual nervousness.

"Is there any other stuff you'd like to add?" Nick asked Damien Clark when they arrived at the last slide.

"No, it"s best that we don't write too much in the PowerPoint, because it will look like we are reading it and it will be boring," Damien advised.

"Yeah, you're right," Nick said, biting his lower lip nervously.

"Nick, stop stressing, man. Your PowerPoint is good, your software is good, you're good."

"I want to be more than just good."

"Okay, now you're asking too much," Damien joked.

Nick gave Damien the middle finger and the two men laughed but quickly regained their seriousness, when they noticed several glances on them.

"By the way, who the hell are all these people?" Damien murmured, although they were rather isolated from the others.

"They work in the same department as me. They also have a presentation to do."

Damien could only sigh at this information.

"I hope we're first to pass. I’m hungry."

Nick laughed softly, his eyes staring at the screen in front of him.

"Ah. Nicolas," said a voice unknown to Damien.

A man suddenly came to them. 

He had a nice-looking face, though short, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. 

Nick looked up and Damien noticed that his friend's expression went from nervous to a sudden coldness.

"Hi Anthony," Nick greeted the man robotically.

Nick immediately redirected his attention to the PowerPoint as if Anthony wasn't there. 

But that didn't seem to bother Anthony, who still stood in front of them.

"I was looking for you, I thought you had shit your pants and gone hiding."

Nick gave Anthony a fake smile.

"Nope, still here."

"I wanted to tell you and it stays between you and me, yeah? I was told that they were looking more for an app to put on the market right now and not really a software. But listen, I would understand if you still insisted to make the presentation anyway."

"Well, when they see my presentation and what my software has to offer, I'm sure they will change their mind."

"I love that you're optimistic Nicolas, it's so cute. And who is your friend?"

"Dam, this is Anthony, a colleague. Damien is a long-time friend."

"Will he be joining our team?" Anthony inquired, his condescending smile not leaving his face.

"No, he's there to support me and give me a hand with the presentation."

"Oh. If I knew we could bring someone, I would have brought my mother and my teddy bear."

Anthony let out a fake laughed.

"Ah. I'm just playing with you, Nicky. Anyway, I won't bother you any longer, I wish you good luck. You will surely need it."

Anthony went back to his place and sat down on a chair where he began to talk to a man sitting next to him.

"I was wrong, I'm not getting out of here being your murderer but his." Damien said as soon as Anthony left.

"I can't fucking stand him."

"Is he always like this?"

"He's worse. Just a cocky, self-absorbed asshole."

"It's funny you two have so much in common, yet you guys don't get along."

"Fuck you," Nick cursed with a smile.

The two men began to laugh but remained discreet so as not to attract indiscreet stares. 

There was at least one positive thing coming out of Anthony's little visit to the two men. 

Nick's nervousness had now given way to a feeling of competition and he seemed more determined than ever.

‘Thank you Anthony.’

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i love one (1) eustass captain kid™

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HI SNOW HOW ARE YOU BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS AND AMAZING GIRL, I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WORK REMEMBER YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!

Now I have a question that I was too busy to send but I was thinking™️ about platonic yanderes and how they would react to readers first heartbreak 😔😔

Did I already mention that I love you a ton????? Well I'll say it again, ily <333

Hello sweet baby ily2.

Look any yandere, ANY YANDERE, would straight up go for torture and murder. But I'm gonna do a platonic yandere I havent talked about in a long time: Kai Chisaki.

Shie Hassaki leader Kai Chisaki who is the older brother of reader (yall can read the here).

Now Kai likes to always be in control, of both his clan and your life. He's always telling you what to do, what to eat, how to dress up, how to behave, always breathing down your neck even when you piss him off. You think he was just trying to annoy you and see if you could be trusted to be a part of his clan (even though you've specifically stated that you don't want to be a part of it, but what you want doesn't matter sweetie), but in reality, Kai is just really worried about you, almost like he's trying to make up for his absence all these years. That's why he always has someone watching you, even at the base, always has eyes on you, which is why when you kiss one of the very men he had sent to keep tabs on you, he's mad. Big mad.

However, Chronostasis convinces him not to slaughter the poor bastard just yet because now would be a great opportunity to see how honest you were and if keeping watch on you 24/7 is really necessary.

So while it eats Kai up to see some disgusting pest exchange saliva with you and infect you with their disgusting germs, he manages to postpone the murder for now.

But then 3 days later, he comes over to your room and sees you holed up there. Kai had to drag the covers off you and when he saw your red, sweaty face, Kai immediately backed up and pulled on his mask.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked, assuming you got the most deadly virus, thus the reason why you had been skipping meals and not following the daily schedule he had set out for you. But when you just huff and look like you're gonna cry, Kai lets you go back to hiding under the covers. He can always ask Chronostasis whats up with you.

But when he found Chronostasis in the basement with the same dirtbag that had been kissing you, Kai was a bit confused. Wasn't it Hari who told him to wait before beating the guy up?

Hari however, understood Kai's confusion and told him that the reason why the traitor is in the basement is because he was seen cheating on Y/n. Hari had observed a change in reader's behaviour since last night, and he suspected this man to be behind it. When he checked the security tapes, he found that the man had been kissing some other girl and you were just right around the corner to see it.

But Kai, bless his dumb soul, didn't understand why that was making you sad. Surely, you didn't think it was going to lead to something serious were you?

"She's heartbroken, Kai." Hari told him. "Young naive mind, pure soul, she probably didn't think she'd be betrayed by him. If you want, I can deal with him-"

"No, I'll do it myself. Gather up everyone here, and bring me a change of clothes. Its going to be bloody after this lesson."

Now Hari has been with Kai for a long time, done all kinds of things for him. But the torture he had to witness that day was a bit disturbing, even for him. Almost made him feel bad for framing the poor guy all because he got a little jealous of you giving attention to someone else.