#halim oc

[i-cant-sing]

Okay but I need yall to help me figure out the character(s) for the following scenario:

Imagine a romantic yandere falling for reader, and ofc reader isn't in love with yandere for obvious reasons like red flags. Maybe they did try dating, Yandere is a charmer, comes from a rich family, he's smart and hardworking and oh so head over heels in love with you. He's always taking you out on best dates, HAS to get you the largest fucking bouquets (excellent taste in flowers) and buys you expensive but well thought out gifts.

But for whatever reason, things dont work out and you break things off hastily and most likely over the phone before leaving the country. And yandere just- breaksdown. I mean my man does not have a good mental health as is, but you leaving, actually leaving him just breaks him down and he has a full blown panic attack.

I'm talking about yandere falling to his knees, clutching his chest and gasping for air, tears streaming down his face as he screams your name like a mad man. His family, they love him, they adore their son/brother/grandchild sm, it pains them to see him in such a miserable state. Yandere man is so delirious that he has to be sedated, tranquillised by medical professionals because he's just losing his fucking mind, babbling your name over and over again like a mad man. His condition only worsens as time passes, and so his family decides to take drastic measures because they can't see their beloved son/brother/grandkid so fucking dead and depressed and a shell of a once bright man. They love him so much, they only want ti see him happy, so they use their money and influence to track you down and try to convince you to return and take yandere back. When you refuse, they take the high way and force you to come with them, dragging you kicking and screaming to their private jet and fly all the way home, where yandere is.

You're in a dishevelled state, tears running down your cheeks as you struggle to free yourself from their grasps as they take you to yandere. And when yandere sees you... for the first time in months, his family sees the light return in his eyes as the yandere reaches out for you, scared that you're just his mind playing tricks. When he finally touches you, he is immeadiately pulling you into a hug, arms tightening around your body like a gilded cage as he cries into your shoulder and thanks his family for bringing you back. His family only smiles with tears in their eyes as they lock the door behind them when they leave, so that you don't go running away. Meanwhile, yandere has pulled you into his lap and he's looking at you with such sad eyes, staring at each feature of yours over and over again as if to memorise it all again. He can't help the tears that continue to slip out of his eyes, maybe he's crying that you're finally here, or maybe he's crying for all the time that's been lost when you weren't here. You fall asleep soon due to exhaustion, but yandere doesn't sleep a wink that night because he continues to stare at you and play with your hair very gently, finally closing his eyes when morning comes and he wraps his arms around you and traps your legs with his.

By now, you guys realise that the yandere's family is not only yandere for their son/brother/grandson but also for you. They are yandede for you too, but they're not allowing you to leave them or their son or even make him unhappy ever again. Some members are willing to let all you "tantrums" slide, while others are not so kind. BUT one thing is for sure, you're ALWAYS safe with yandere s/o, no matter what.

Now, for the characters I've had in kind for this scenario are:

Halim Mehmet Shah and the Shah Family (my ocs)

Dabi/Shotou and Todoroki clan (I am the OG creator of Yandere Todoroki Clan)

I wanna say Naoya or Toji but the Zenin clan hates them both....

Dick Grayson/Jason Todd and Batfam

What do you guys think?

Mood board for this scenario^^^(I love Pinterest)

[danelloevee-sky]

Day 14: Music

Their little band from their teen years

[that1overthere]

Cant stop drawing her....... I LOVE MY OLD WOMAN CARDASSIAN SINGER SHES MY EVERYTHING

[nemo-in-wonderland]

Y'ALL.

OMG, Y'ALL.

I was brainstorming around as always for Aranea, and I was actually looking for some pictures for her, because I needed to prepare a small inspiration moodboard for myself, so that I can fix some ideas that popped in my mind last night for the whole VtM!AU crossover that is ongoing.

AND Y'ALL.

THIS *HANDSOME HANDSOME* MAN POPPED UP ON MY DASH.

AND I WAS LIKE

FUCKING HELL.

THAT'S HALIM.

THAT'S ARANEA'S HUSBAND RIGHT THERE.

THAT'S HIM.

Like, seriously, I was SO STARSTRUCK for a moment, that I couldn't believe my eyes.

(and honestly, now I can see WHY Aranea would be so set to avenge him, and why Mephisto, despite Halim having died almost 200 years prior, is still jealous of his memories 👀👀👀).

So I truly HAD to share this with you all this finding (and FC that now I have for Halim) because fml, while I always speak at length about Aranea and Mephisto's relationship, Aranea's marriage with Halim was the true catalyst to all that would follow later in her life (and the way the relationship was so different fromt the one she had with Mephistopheles, because Aranea's heart was not tainted by pain and wrath and thirst for revenge, so her marriage to Halim was softer and lighter in tone, compared to how visceral her relationship with Mephisto is).

(and I need to check this TV series, because it's based on Boccaccio's Decameron, so inner Italian Literature nerd NEEDS to check it.)

--Nemo

[xeurum]

Pantalone con su secretario, confort zone

[earthlighter]

main cast of a story i'm working on

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Hi, dear Cricket.

I hope you don't mind me asking you these questions about your new OC and her love interest. Is About Zil and Gale Dekarios.

Ship questions

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

How do their personalities complement each other? How do they clash?

Do they hide anything from each other, big or small?

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

What is the wedding like? Who attends?

Who would drive, and who would give directions?

Hope you're well, my dear.

Hugs.

Dearest one, I cannot even start to say how IMMENSELY HAPPY I am to see you in my ask again <3 I am missing you a lot, but I know that you are taking it easy, so keep on rest until you are finally starting to feel better to be here again, for more shenaningans <3 in the meanwhile, I would like to thank you for sending me an ask about Zil (or Aranea) and Gale <3 these two have been occupying my brain like crazy! So, without further ado, lemme answer your questions that are always, always appreciated. <3

1)Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

At first yes, both of them, and with all their beings, albeit for entirely different reasons: Gale decided to keep his feelings for Aranea at bay because the Orb in his chest was a HUGE game breaker in any kind of romantic pursuit he wanted to enter and didn’t want to burden Aranea with his story and needs; Zil/Aranea instead, tried to resist her feelings because, first of all, her heart was frozen in Cania, kept in a reliquarium by Mephistopheles, and second because she REFUSED to think that she was actually starting to have feelings for another man. She had taken her own heart out in the deal with Mephistopheles precisely because she didn’t want to run the risk of falling in love ever again and -in the eventuality of losing that love - suffer as she did when she first lost Halim. So, when she felt a sudden stirring in her chest, she first brushed it off as having breathed in too much fire powder in the Goblin Camp. But once she realized that the pesky feeling was not going to leave her alone, she realized the danger she was in, and tried, with all her might, to keep her sentiment for Gale locked under key.

2)How do their personalities complement each other? How do they clash?

Both Gale and Aranea share the same kind of ambition toward empowering themselves, through whatever means necessary, and in these, they learned to be each other’s “anchor” when the others walked too far from the path of light. Both are immensely prideful and, dare I say, rather prickly when certain subjects are touched upon, so when they argue, they have a hard time apologizing to one another, and it can take some time to cool down a little (especially because Aranea has the tendency to disappear when she is in a sulking mood, so she literally has to be summoned back). 

3)Do they hide anything from each other, big or small? Aranea tries to avoid it if she can, especially after she realizes that she is truly falling in love with Gale. But, after a whole century of serving under Mephisto, honesty doesn’t exactly come easy to her anymore; still, she tries to be as forward and honest with Gale as much as she can, and when she catches herself being secretive, There are however certain things that she is very secretive about and would not open up easily, even less so if pushed: the period she has spent at Mephisto’s side, all that has happened between herself and the Lord of Cania; what she did in order to gain the power she needed and wanted to exact her revenge; and, most important of all, what happened in Huzuz to her late husband and how that was the reason she became a Warlock in the first place. Even her own frozen heart is a secret she kept from him; at first, it was for her own benefit, but after falling for him and learning to know him better, it was because she knew that he might do something stupid or irrational - like going to look for it - and she didn’t want him to risk doing something like that. And eventually, he did, something that was SO INCREDIBLY stupid but also so selfless and loving that she just vowed to never leave his side again.

4)Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

Physical, on Aranea’s side, but verbal on Gale’s side, though either doesn’t mind receiving hugs or loving words from the other. When Aranea allowed herself to feel again, she realized that she missed being held in safe arms, and Gale was always happy to oblige and keep her close to his own maimed beating heart.

5)What is the wedding like? Who attends?

EH. Let’s start by saying that it would take A LOT - and I mean A LOT- of convincing on Gale’s part to get Aranea to marry again, in the first place. After Aranea finally opened up and confessed to Gale what happened in Huzuz and all that came afterward, Gale understood where she was coming from, and told her that he would be content to just be by her side just as they were, if she allowed him to. But Aranea saw how delighted Gale had been when he had mentioned her becoming part of the Dekarios clan, and eventually, Aranea decided to swallow her fears, because she realized that, marriage or not, if she were to lose Gale like she did Halim, her soul would just be destroyed anyway beyond repair. So, she agreed to marry him and allowed him to do everything that his heart desired for both the rites and the following feast. It would be a great day of extreme joy and celebration for both of them and their families! Gale would make sure to have all the Dekarios clan participating in Waterdeep, along with Elminster and Tara, while Aranea would make sure to have her own daughter Zaynab, Azriel (even if that meant having Raphael at Azriel’s tail), her grandaughters Lyraeel and Zhera, her beloved Karlach, and of course her parents, Valakos and Breessa.

6)Who would drive, and who would give directions?

Aranea is MOST DEFINITELY the one driving around (homegirl has one heck of road rage if pressed - just ask Raphael- though she tries her best to be calm when Gale is in the car with her), and loves to have Gale being her navigator/passenger princess.

thank you so much for these questions, dearest Giulietta <3

[nanamismoonchild]

the ancestor's scales (part 2 chapter 1) - disaster at the wedding

→ pairing: dragon prince! namjoon x dragon princess!poc OC

 → genre/au: fantasy, royalty au, smut, fluff, humor, soulmates au, explores a little of African/Korean mythology 

→ summary: Isador's hand has been won by none other than Namjoon. Now weddings bells are ringing and she has to walk down the aisle.

 → rating: 18+

→wc:2.9k

→warnings: mentions of not eating, edibles, poison mention, fainting

→ author’s note: the banner is by the lovely @eerieedits​ !  i finally have come to my senses and am going to see this story through. plus i missed isador and namjoon. :D

read it on ao3

Halim was panicking. 

The desserts had already been served and, so far, everyone had eaten their delicious pastries. Except, Halim had messed up with one of the key ingredients for the brownies. 

Ndaque was beside them, ushering anyone with a brownie in their hand to toss it into trash she had grabbed. 

Out of the corner of her mouth, she chastised them. “How even do you get cannabis mixed with chocolate?!”

Halim quickly wiped the sweat from their brow, “It was a new strand I was testing. I mixed the, uh, herb into some chocolate to test…”

“You know what, I don’t want to hear anymore,” she glanced over to the rest of the desserts that were leaving the tables quickly. “I think I managed to stop anyone from eating your dumb brownies. You’re lucky this is only the reception and not the wedding.”

Halim nodded quickly and headed off to make another batch of brownies, but, this time, Ndaque followed them to make sure the chocolate was chocolate. She hoped she would still have time to peek in on Isador before the wedding knowing her friend would need the extra pick-up. However, thanks to Halim, she would have to put it off for later. 

Isador was a nervous wreck. The soft piano and booming drums was the signal for her to begin the imaginative long trek down the rose carpet.  

A million different scenarios ran through her mind. What if she tripped over the unnecessarily long dress? What if she burped or farted? Or what if her stomach decided to protest against her and made a rumbling sound that those in Drogan could hear? She hadn’t been able to attend the reception as she had been occupied with getting her hair and dress on. She was starving. The sunflowers in her hands were looking like a tasty treat. 

It didn’t help matters that practically the entirety of dragon-kind had found its way inside the enormous venue for the wedding of Prince Namjoon and Princess Isador.  There were bound to be thousands of eyes on her as she walked.  The only solace she would have would be that the roof had been completely removed for the most important part of the wedding and she would be able to breathe in cool air. 

You only need to focus on mine, Isa, came the smooth voice in her head. Namjoon, her soon to be betrothed. 

For the past few weeks, the two of them had explored their telepathic communication with one another. They found that no matter how many times Isador raised her wall–Namjoon could still speak with her.  And they found that it didn’t matter how many miles were between them. They could still communicate with one another. 

It had been a little unsettling as she wasn’t used to anyone being in her head, but it had become comfortable as Namjoon only used it to comfort her when she needed it. 

Right. I can do this. 

Of course you can. 

She smiled to herself, feeling her face warm. 

Isador took a deep breath and nodded to the guard, who had been watching her hesitation with amusement, to tell him to open the door.

As he opened the wide brass doors, she tightly clutched the bouquet of sunflowers and forced herself to find the man waiting for her at the altar. 

Namjoon smiled at her as they made eye-contact. 

You’re gorgeous. 

You’re not bad-looking yourself. 

In fact, he was looking as handsome as ever. 

He was dressed in the traditional clothing of Seoul: a lilac hanbok with a white trim.  His hair had been cut short into an undercut. His smile was huge as he watched her walk towards him.  He looked a lot more comfortable than her with his loose robes.  

The dress was designed for a princess becoming a Queen. A sheer top with golden embroidery had been seamed into a royal purple ball gown that flounced as she moved. Her hair had been picked out so that her afro sat high on her head. The makeup had been kept light. She couldn’t have felt prettier. But with the amount of people in this room, the dress was stiflingly hot and she felt that one wrong move and her heels would snatch onto the veil that trailed behind her and she’d bowl straight onto the altar. 

The crowd around them bowed as she passed each row. She kept herself looking forward, pretending that it was the only two of them. Easier said than done. They hadn’t been alone together in a long time between planning the wedding and being told not to be alone together. 

You’re almost here. 

The man was practically bouncing on his heels, and looked as if he wanted to rush down, scoop her up, and rush her to the altar. But he had to wait. 

The Walk of the Queen was the most important part of the wedding. It signified that Isador had been on a journey of experiences into her queendom. That’s what the grandmothers had told her anyway. It really felt like a sorry excuse to justify the long walk. 

Another two minutes marked the end of the journey and the piano player switched a low tune.  Namjoon smiled widely at Isador and bowed. She did the same before giving him the bouquet of sunflowers–a gift at the altar.  He offered her a small box of chocolate that he knew she had been eyeing. 

“Now that the wedding gifts have been given, I will begin the process of marrying the new Queen and King of Gailan,” the officiator, Kila, said. She was an old friend of the family who had been officiating their marriages since Isador’s grandmother’s Harriet’s wedding. She couldn’t miss the granddaughter’s wedding.  

“Kim Namjoon, Second Prince of Seoul, is to be crowned King of Gailan.  Isador Mileis Abioye, First Princess of Gailan, is to be crowned Queen of Gailan.  Does anyone believe this is not to be?”

No one raised their hand or said a word. Everyone agreed with it. 

“The union of Seoul and Gailan will bring about a new turn of dragon-kind. The Queens of Gailan have married one each from each province. We will gain new wealth and knowledge from this unification!”

A small cheer came from the back of the room. 

“But today! We celebrate a union of affection and commitment in two people who were determined to meet and love.  So I ask that you both please join hands and look at each other and find that love that you have.”

Namjoon moved so quickly in his excitement that he pulled Isador into his arms in an accidental hug. A short bout of laughter came from the audience and herself.  

Blushing, he gave her a quick apology and placed his hands in hers. 

Found the love yet?

Isador focused on his eyes. They were soft and held more than she could possibly put into words. 

Of course.

"Do you, Kim Namjoon, take Isador to be your wedded wife, your Queen? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

“I do.”

“Do you, Isador Abioye, take to be your wedded husband, your King ? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

“I do.”

Two people carrying pillows with the crowns nervously scurried over. The person with the King’s Crown settled beside Isador, and the one with the Queen’s crown placed themselves by Namjoon. 

“Instead of rings, we shall use crowns. Please take the respective crowns and place them on the head.” 

Kila nodded for Isador to go first. She had to fight the nerve to wipe her sweaty palms on her dress. 

Picking up the crown, she noticed that it had an emerald placed at the head. Her own father’s crown had an amethyst. In fact, she saw many differences between the two. While her father’s had been a rich golden with the ends being pointed like a sword’s, Namjoon’s was silver ash and was rounded flat with flowers etched into the metal.  

This fits you. 

I sure hope it does. 

Stifling another giggle, she motioned for Namjoon to bend down so she could place it on his head. When he did, she began to recite the vows she had memorized. 

“We’ve only known each other for only a couple of months. However, I think we’ve found something that only the tales in Graele’s books can explain. You used to be a thorn in my side, but I truly believe that thorn was a part of a rose bush.  A lot of annoyance to get to the thing that I needed. I truly hope that our love can bloom as the years pass by.”

Her face warmed as she finished. It was short and sweet, but it captured exactly how she felt about Namjoon.  She did love him. They had come to be each other’s support in a short time. 

Namjoon was told to do the same as Isador.  Her crown was tall and adorned with flowers instead of crystals. Rose petals, baby’s breath, periwinkles, and daisies were wired together on a simple white metal.  As he placed the flower crown on her head, he recited, “You’re my person, you’re my desire, you’re my pride, you’re my everything. I couldn’t imagine this moment being with someone else. I know it took you a while to feel the same way about me. However, I do believe we were meant to be. Call it fate or destiny.  You’re my love. My soulmate.”

The room became at least ten degrees hotter with all the warmth that was spreading through her body.  Her words looked plain and simple next to his poetry.  

She was his everything. 

And he was her everything.  

In only a few short months, he had invaded her every thought. Quite literally.  She loved the moments where they could sneak a moment’s breath with each other and learn about each other. 

She inwardly chastised herself for not speaking to them allowed, before chastising herself again for thinking that. She wanted to save the special words for when they were alone together. 

Come out of your head Princess. We still have a few more things to do before we’re alone.

Ughhh. 

Turning back to the wedding, she heard Kali saying the last of her speech, “And here we stand in gratified content to celebrate a new decade of a Queen and King whose marriage shall go into the history books in infamy.  Please,” she gestured towards the crowd, “change into your dragon and let us sing our song as the new King and Queen fly high into the blue sky.”  

Isador let Namjoon help her out of the dress (she didn’t want to ruin it when she changed) then she helped him. Nudity in the dragon world was only a myth.  

She felt the familiar stretch of her muscles as they elongated and were sewn together as her form began to change. It was like taking off two layers of clothing once you got home. Her dragon form was much nicer to be in than her human. 

She soared into the sky with the intention of being higher than the elevated peak of the mountains.  It was an important part of the cultures of all provinces to do this. They honored both the legacy of Gayle and Arushi. Honor what was given to protect them and continues to protect them.  Flying higher than the peak before marriage signified vulnerability.  Anyone could see them from that height. 

Humans who just so happened to be passing by could see them. 

Today, Isador hoped that, like the rest of the married couples, she would see nothing but crystal blue waters. After being attacked by a human arrow that was poisoned, she wished that was the end of that. Just a one off incident. 

Jimin was down there monitoring open areas. She didn’t know how the grandmothers expected a human without magic to be in multiple places at the same time. Somehow he managed.  He needed to only send a flare to alert everyone who could see it. 

None had come yet. And that was a relief. 

Namjoon, her mother and father, and her grandmothers made a wide circle around her. The moment was coming and Isador felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest. 

You got this, love. Everyone will see how strong you are.  

They will definitely see how strong I am. They will try to murder me in jealousy, Joon. 

She felt his silence as he knew it was the truth. They had done the same to her grandmothers. The family gift of elements had been removed for generations before Isador was able to conjure the magic again. Not only did she have the cursed gift, she had multiple “blessings.” 

Reaching above the peak, Isador heard the beginning of the Ballad of Dragons. Gentle humming before guttural growls from deep within. To others, it may have sounded like a nightmare, but to them, it was a dream. A song for the gods, for the ancestors who unfortunately did not have a Gayle, for the protection. But most significantly, the gifts.

Without the gift from the gods who knows what would have happened to the dragons. 

It was why this ceremony existed. Everyone would see what the Queen and King had to offer.  

Of course most knew about the telepathy that Namjoon had. However, Isador had not shared with anyone her a single one of hers. 

The ancient song became louder and her body warmed. Her heartbeat slowed as she looked out into the ocean. 

Nothing. 

She closed her eyes and broke down the wall that had protected her mind for so long. Now she was willingly taking it apart so everyone could see who she was. On the inside and out. 

A burst of different voices popped into her mind. Everyone speaking at once. 

It can’t be. 

She’s lovely. 

The gods must be joking. 

This is a mistake. 

Multiple gifts are unheard of, and they both have multiples. 

Powerful. 

Isador, focus on me. I know it’s a lot. But just focus on my voice. 

Thankfully, the ruckus had died down in unison. Even Namjoon was no longer in her head. She couldn’t feel him. 

She opened her eyes and found images of her abilities in front of her. A brain for telepathy (odd), a cloak for invisibility (made sense), four crests with air, earth, fire, and water symbols for her elemental magic (also made sense), but there was another one. One that she herself didn’t know she had. She didn’t think she had a name for it. 

Gayle, the great-great-great grandmother, flew into Isador’s space. Isador hadn’t noticed until her grandmother cleared her throat. 

“You were blessed by the Arushi. A herald. A messenger to the ones who oversee our kind.”

“A messenger?”

“Yes. An important job. They must want to know something from you.”

Great. Just great.  Her grandmother called it a blessing, but she felt as if it were an inconvenience.  Why would they decide to declare this now of all times? 

This filthy child is a messenger to the gods?

Why does this family continue to receive all of these blessings but the rest of us have to feign for power?

Isador inwardly rolled her eyes. The same questions every time. As if they had not caused her family trauma beyond reason.  

She hoped the gods never blessed them. As much as it sucked to think about it, she noticed none of them had said a word about Namjoon and all of his gifts.

The gifts of telepathy, strength, and invisibility were all floating around his form.

She hadn’t expected for the both of them to share  two out  of three of their gifts. It made this marriage feel as if fate were pushing them together. Like Namjoon had said in his vows. 

He knew something. And Isador had a feeling there should be a fourth bubble around him.  Alas, the obvious elephant in the room needed to be mentioned. No one had procured even a slight grudge against Namjoon and his lineage. It was just pure jealousy fueling their internalized hatred for the family. 

Kali, the officiator, floated in between her and Gayle, who had been looking at her legacy with pride and joy. 

“Now that the song of the gifts has been sung and the gifts,” she placed emphasis on the word gifts, “have been shown. We shall let the Queen look into the waters.”

Hadn’t she already done that?

“We ask the gods to lift the veil and show us the true image.”

What?! 

She saw Namjoon flinch in the corner of her eye as she screamed in panic.  A veil!  

She turned her head to glance at her mother, but former Queen Safiyaah only nodded for her daughter to continue.  She tried her father, but to no avail. History books hadn’t taught her about a veil, and she definitely didn’t remember this being at the other wedding. None of the grandmothers or her own mother had told her about such a thing. The world was holding secrets that only a Queen could know, and she didn’t know if she wanted those secrets. 

“Queen Isador Abioye, as the granddaughter of many daughters of Gayle. You are the only one who can see what we cannot. The only one who can speak to the gods.  You have been chosen as the herald. Let the soul of Orunmila fill your bones as you recognize the freedom your family has given us all. See beyond.”

Isador hated every second of it, but did as she was told. And then felt herself falling.

[lya-dustin]

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[theimpossiblescheme]

for you tread on my dreams - playlists for miauzara and victor, for Swing Day of @bombawife’s OC week

01. moon on a golden thread - arrowwood | 02. how do you feel today - gabrielle aplin | 03. pocketful of poetry - mindy gledhill | 04. todo pasa - carla morrison | 05. dust to dust - the civil wars | 06. symbol - adrianne lenker | 07. ravens in the library - s.j. tucker | 08. dragon’s lair - yuta bandoh | 09. sometimes the buds never flower - push puppets | 10. winter - tori amos | 11. to the fairies they draw near (part II) - loreena mckennitt | 12. the alternate world waltz - lisa debenedictis | 13. the poet - the arcadian wild | 14. hammer horror - kate bush | 15. the flight of the blue fly - amélie original london cast | 16. swan lake suite, op. 20 - pyotr ilyich tchaikovsky | 17. painting by chagall - the weepies | 18. abo oyoun garee’a - abdel halim hafez | 19. a change in me - toni braxton [listen]

01. i am a rock - simon and garfunkel | 02. eleanor rigby - the brothers comatose | 03. rainy days and mondays - the carpenters | 04. woods - bon iver | 05. stone wall, stone fence - gregory and the hawk | 06. since i left you - the avalanches | 07. berceuse op. 16 no. 1 (maïkiv) - boris christoff | 08. i already miss you - the kooks | 09. high hopes - pink floyd | 10. life goes on - bryce vine | 11. backyard - of monsters and men | 12. you were a kindness - the national | 13. bird on the wire - leonard cohen | 14. theseus - the oh hellos | 15. cinnamon - tamino | 16. read all about it, pt. III - emeli sandé | 17. stray italian greyhound - vienna teng | 18. this too shall pass - danny schmidt | 19. over the garden wall - jack jones and the blasting company [listen]

[i-cant-sing]

Pinterest is my fav app, so heres a few pics that reminded me of my ocs:

Dr Eros and reader, and he's such a gentle bf who wants to help u with everything and anything, no matter how tired he is.

Theodore pulling reader on his lap (after quickly closing the tab that had surveillance cam footage of her room/apartment) and now chilling playing silly little games🥰

Magnus and reader he worships (what u thought was a romantic gesture was actually just Magnus putting an ankle monitor on you because he can't risk u running away and his cult chasing you and hurting you again.)

Dimitri catching reader escaping once again, and sure he laughed at first, because you're just absolutely adorable all out of breath, but then he saw you had hurt your feet from running barefoot and now he's not chuckling anymore because how dare you hurt yourself??? Don't you know that you don't even belong to yourself? Stop. Moving.

Halim and reader sitting in his big haveli (where all of his family loves together), and now Halim is finally at peace because he's finally married you (after you literally ran away and his family had to chase you for a whole year and drag you back to him because no one makes the youngest Shah- the baby of the family sad).

It's giving Lucifer taking care of reader in hell after she unalived herself because one of his demons tortured her and she's too naive and thinks that only Lucifer could lover her "tainted and impure" self.

Mehmet and reader walking home as she tells him about how all her problems just mysteriously resolved on their own (Mehmet literally spent the past 2 days making sure all your problems were personally taken care of, including the creep from the bus stand who used to stare at you too much- well, now he's blind. God works in mysterious ways)

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Makanya, buat kamu yang suka kecepatan dan pengalaman perjalanan yang seru, jangan lewatkan kesempatan buat naik KCJB, ya! Siapa tahu suatu hari nanti kita juga bisa nyobain Shinkansen di Jepang. Kereta cepat emang bikin dunia semakin terhubung dan menjadikan perjalanan jadi lebih menyenangkan. Yuk, kita jadi generasi yang ikut merasakan teknologi canggih ini dan menjelajahi dunia dengan lebih cepat dan seru! ***

[nemo-in-wonderland]

Hello, Cricket!

Question about Mephistea (Mephistopheles and Aranea) and Hazil (Halim and Zil).

Which of these 5 languages of love fits them? Words of affirmation? Quality time? Physical touch? Receiving gifts? Or Acts of service?

And why?

You may choose more than one!

🫂

Morning, my darling Giulietta!! <3

gods, you have no idea how happy I am to see you in my inbox!!

and you bring me such delightful question (as you always do! :D)

SO. ONTO YOUR ASK!

Let's start with each of them!

Zil's language of love (as giver) would be Act of Service and Quality Time. With their jobs as Scribe and Vizir, both Halim and Zil had incredibly busy lives, and the moments to spend together were relegated to the evenings and nights after work. Zil knew about Halim's schedule everyday, so, in her own small capacity, she tried her best to lighten is work load, so that they could have more time to spend together, and Halim was immensely appreciative of that.

In this, both her and Halim were the same, and shared the same love languages, albeit Halim also had, as a giver, Words of Affirmation.

As Aranea, instead, her language of love (always as a giver) changed to suits Mephistopheles' personality and needs, and became Giving Gift and Physical Touch. She shows her love and devotion to the Lord of Cania by constantly reaping souls for him, especially the ones of the people that has dared disparage his name. Also, she knows that Mephisto needs and wants to be phisically touched by her, and this is also one of the reasons why she always make sure to find time for them to snuggle and nakedly cuddle together (which is also one of the reason why he always feels like a anguished soul whenever she goes to the Mortal Plane, either because she has souls to reap or because they had a fight). On the received end, instead, Zil/Aranea loves Physical Touch, Quality time and Words of Affirmation. Physical touch is something she found out she was more receptive to it AFTER losing Halim, and it's one of the reasons why she constantly searches for Mephistophele's embrace (even though at the beginning she MOST DEFINITELY would not admit it for the world. Like, it was obvious on her face and her posture when she wanted to be taken in his arms, Mephistopheles is able to tell by just looking at her, but still, she would not admit it lol.) Words of affirmation was not something she realized she loved to hear until after her whole flirtation with Mephisto begin (and homegirl would never admit it out loud, but he is the reason she actually got a praise kink fml), which is why, when she later found out all the letters and poems that Halim had written her throughout the years of their marriage, they hit like a sack of bricks!

On Mephisto´s end, instead, he likes to match Aranea's needs, just as she matches his, so he is very keen to always find a way to have her physically close to him (Ah, if those thermae in Mephistar could talk!😳😳😳 ). Even when they are distant, when Aranea is busy on other Planes, he is always there, inside her mind, whispering all sorts of sweet nothings and words of love for her.

But don't let me start about the way he leans in in Aranea's praise kink while on the Mortal Plane, especially when she needs to focus on something important or when she is surrounded by other people: he serves her his whole repertoire, and by the Gods, those are the few times she actually wishes she could just tune him out because MEPHISTO, GODDAMNIT, I AM TRYING TO FOCUS HERE, I CANNOT BLUSH IN FRONT OF THESE PEOPLE FML.

So, there you have it, my dear!!<3

thank you so much for passing by <3 it was a delight to see you here!!

HERE, HAVE SOME COFFEE! <3

--Nemo