#high fashion hellions

[ofgildedgallows]

All the main love interests in High Fashion Hellions yappin', I've been working on a few things but bogged down at work, so hopefully next month I will have fun new things to share from the development ✨

Faisal originally had something in his hand, so it looks a bit silly now without it, so that will get fixed down the road.

[ntls-24722]

"what if i turned my mutuals' sonas into bolur creatures"

so i did turn my mutuals' sonas into bolur creatures. and.... im sorry in advance.

@wakebymoonsleepbysun

The creature the most related to the homo mousike: the waeki, the zebraelf equivalent to an old world monkey, and looking quite the part. Sorry, I King Julien'd you, it was the only way. The digits on the hand aren't as flexible as they are in zebraelves and the limbs are more evenly spaced - no hexapodality, but very stable chameleon-like walking across trees and land coral. The waeki is one of the oldest members of their order, the trendsetters of velvet worm-style Goop Shooters and the flexible shoulders and wrists. The mane, though, is a waeki special.

@artastic-friend

Portmanteau of March and babirusa, inspired by how that horn grows! Instead of horns, instead of antlers, that head protrusion are two teeth that grew up and out of the top of the mouth into a giant, 2-pronged tusk instead of a normal tooth. Because, yknow, who wants a regular old tooth like that? Everyone's done that already. The hooves make them a part of the same order as Debu, though the mountain cows are a bit more removed. Instead of just a long pupil, the whole eye is long, too.

@thebookowal

Sorry, it gets weird from here on out. The task was making a skeleton be a fully fledged critter, and the normal route I would've gone was making your sona into a bug since bugs have external skeletons. But for some reason, I could not tell you why, I had the compulsion to make you be able to roll up or compact yourself. To do it horizontally though, bah, armadillos, isopods, millipedes, they already do that. I wanted vertical compaction.

So, those are not ribs sicking out the sides - those are the claws of the 2nd limb of this hexapod. When threatened, the buk'wal flips over and on its back with its belly exposed. If a predator makes the foolish mistake of trying to take advantage of its exposed belly (either by trying to pet it or eat it), the buk'wall snaps its claws together in a bear-trap fashion, nabbing whatever poor fool tried to touch it.

@lyman-garfiel

This is more like a revamping of a pre-existing idea, but Scarab The God Auditor from Fionna and Cake is new.

There was supposed to be more bugs in here, so I guess i'm just hitting double with these two. The lionfleas and omen work together the same way wolves and corvids do: the omen are expert spotters but lionfleas are expert hunters, as they are the only predator of Debu. Omen lead the lionfleas to lone debu (which is how they got their name), and the lionfleas pounce on, holding on with their two raptorial claws and raking the bare flesh with their legs. Debu don't actually have very thick skin at all, and lionfleas are more than capable to inflict lots of damage extremely quickly.

this is literally just scarab. Scarab is just very easy to bolur-ize, i guess.

Bonus: The original bolur creature concept for wakey.

Okay. I can't turn your sona into "the freaky blood pony that people think is going to hell and everyone wants to eat" and expect a good reaction. That's not how this works. This one was literally too weird but the lore fascinated me to the point this might just stay as an unaffiliated creature. It got weird because I tried to make the bun into a flower in the back of the head, i wondered what to make the nectar... I ruined it.

The hellion is named for both the blood constantly dripping down its head and the bloodwasps it brings - Debu believe that there is no afterlife for the animal as its' head seems to be compromised, and the sting of the bloodwasps it harbors is excruciatingly painful, with stories of its attacks on predators sending them to jump off cliffs from the pain. The hellion lives in symbiosis with the bloodwasps - its blood is exceptionally high in sugar and the bloodwasps lap it up from an non-painful opening in the back of its head in exchange for protecting their host. They live in the long hairs of its backmost limbs and when threatened, the hellion shakes its back limbs to spur them into action, which is often desperately needed.

I cannot stress that the hellion is delicious. The high blood sugar makes it the sweetest meat you could taste. Even in bolur's modern era, the meat is insanely expensive because it's also extremely hard to harvest. Handling hellion is, however, hell. The bloodwasps are not able to be removed from the equation, their saliva keeps the hellion alive by making it able to withstand the hardening of its blood vessels. The best that has been able to be done is socializing the hellion and its bloodwasp bodyguards around homo mousike, who offer sugar water in return for harvesting some of its blood.

Anyways, if I didn't draw you, don't fret, I'll probably do it sometime later :>

[demon-blood-youths]

Summoning Chaos - Spectator Notes - The Chaotic Sword vs The King of Curses || Drabble

Hi everyone! This is part of a mini-series involving Ink's sword. This drabble is inspired by @the-silver-peahen-residence, who wrote the summoning chaos ( part 1 and part 2 ) please read them!

This leads me to write the OVA parts called Spectator Notes which has a documentary feel to it featuring our cast of witnesses and their accounts surrounding the fearsome greatsword; Wyvern.

Anyway! Enjoy reading!

----- Witnesses ----

The Jujutsu Kaisen cast ( Yuji, Megumi, Nobara,Gojo and Sukuna ) muses rped by Peahen-mun!

Our OCs ( Kisho Hashimoto, Taz Hellion and Ink Vanguard ) by me!

----- Summary -----

The stories about the Ink's Wyvern continues. This documentary follows the accounts of students from Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College aka Tokyo Jujutsu High. The accounts followed the incident of a certain demonic cursed object

These are their stories.

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A camera is turned on revealing a peitie girl sitting on a comfy chair. She has medium-length hair in a messy ponytail on the side. She has three orange marks on the right side of her cheek.

"So.....Taz! Can you tell me what happened during your mission with Van Ink The Dragon!" The interviewer is behind the camera as the young man zooms in.

"Sure thing! But it's a crazy story!" Taz said. "It all started with Ink visiting me!"

----- Tokyo Jujutsu High -----

This month, Ink decide to pay Taz a visit as she wants to see how the youngest member of the team is doing. After hearing about her missions and seeing her sparring with her classmates. Ink never been so proud of her teammate learning so much. Taz's fellow classmates; Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushigoro, Nobara Kugisaki and Kisho Hashimoto. They were all happy to see Taz so happy to meet Ink again.

Then one day, Gojo requested her to be on a mission to accompany her students to which Ink happily accepted. But before all that...let's look into the accounts of the students' impressions of Ink.

------ Yuji, Nobara and Megumi -----

"It's good to see Ink again! I heard about the story when she fought a spirit kraken and otherscool!" Yuji said. "I even got to spar with her!"

"Plus I love her jacket! Hell...her friends have some good fashion sense." Nobara asked. "She even brought me gifts because Taz told her of what he wanted. She is so cool!"

"Hm. She alright." Megumi said, "But she is very important to Taz. Ink is a good friend. But..."

Nobara and Yuji became silent.

"It's that sword of hers..." Megumi sighed to which Yuji and Nobara nodded vigorously.

----- Kisho ------

"Okay! So I was like so excited because this is Van Ink the Dragon we're talking about here!" Kisho Hashimoto aka Daichi Pheon-X as he is with Eito. The bird chirps in excitement, "I even got her autograph! Like holy shit" Kisho shows Ink's signature, it has an undecipherable signature. There were added initials of V.I.D but it has a cute doodle of a dragon, "She's the type of person I wanna be!

"I even saw her famous greatsword! Wyvern! Dude! It is like straight out of a Fantasy MMORPG game! It looks so cool!" Kisho said.

"I even took a picture with her!" Kisho gushed.

----- Maki Zenin ------

"Yeah, she's nice...." Maki Zenin pushes her glasses, shrugging, "She even let me hold her greatsword, Wyvern for a moment when I asked. I have to say. I never felt a sword like Wyvern before. It felt....I can't describe it. It's out of this world. I don't know why but it took a liking to me for some reason. It respects me. But you know I was surprised when I heard a rumor about it."

----- Panada and Toge ------

"She's super nice! I thought she would be wild. I remember seeing her when she almost burned down the school after trying the Jujutsu Spicy Curse Ramen challenge! But hey! The girl is super chill and cool to hang out with!"

"Salmon!" Toge Inumaki chirped in agreement.

"But I heard about a crazy rumor regarding that sword of hers! I heard what happened on a mission where she and the first-years went on." Panda said.

"Salmon." Toge nods.

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Following the events of the mission; the ones who went were Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushigoro, Nobara Kugisaki, Taz Hellion, and Ink Vanguard. They were sent to deal with a curse haunting an old mall.

------ Yuji Itadori ----

"So I was with Ink one time. From what Taz told me...she really likes to fight!" He smiles. " During the mission, we were fighting curses and a big curse came! Look like some kind of Frankenstein! We were all fighting. Then Ink says.....something. Wyvern! Right! I know that's the name of her sword. Butt...."

---- Taz Hellion ----

"She forgot where she put her sword." She sighs. "I mean! I know! But..my friends didn't know about this....but...."

----- Nobara Kugisaki -----

"HOW DO YOU FORGET YOUR SWORD?!" Nobara exclaimed with her hands up as she can't believe. "Then she tries to call for it! I suspect something cool but..."

---- Megumi Fushigoro ----

"She calls it over and over again." Megumi rubbing his temples, mumbling a bit. He speaks, "Nothing happened and the sword still didn't come. She got frustrated and she yelled loudly. We were all watching and the curses too." Megumi shook his head. Noting how embarrassing and shocking that was. "I thought there was a 1st-grade curse that expanded its domain. But Taz told me...it happens."

Megumi pauses.

"I...don't how to respond to that." Megumi made a face.

----- Yuji -----

"And I heard a huge crash coming from the top. A boom sound! And I was like...what? Then what came crashing through the ceiling is Ink's sword! I was like 'Okay cool! Now we can get to see her fight for real!'" He smiles before he chuckles nervously.

"And I thought it would go straight to her hand like those main characters in an anime! BAM!" He smacks his hands together, "It hit her right on the forehead! She got knocked out and there was blood everywhere!"

"And I was 'Oh my god! Ink!" Yuji cried. "What happened?!"

----- Megumi ----

"I was seriously...worried right there. Yuji try to shake Ink awake and I was worried about Taz. And then...I looked towards Taz and she had that expression as if she knew it was going to happen."

----- Taz ----

"Whenever Ink calls for her sword, it always hits her in the face or nose," Taz said, twiddling her thumbs. "I told them...that happens! Like.... A lot...."

"I mean...I didn't like saying that because it makes Ink look bad. But Kinie was being mean and was laughing when it happened and she told Sukuna about it. Even Mister Sukuna laughed."

------ Flashback -----

That's not funny, Sukuna!" Yuji yelled. 'Stop laughing!'

It sure is! What kind of idiot has their OWN sword knocked them out! What an idiot! Sukuna howled with laughter as he rolled across his skull pile like a maniac. What the hell is that?! So much for Van Ink The Dragon! BWAHAHAHAHA! What a dumbass!"

"This happens, King. The sword has a bad habit." Kinie snickering.

"WAIT! IT HAPPENS?! LIKE EVERY DAY WHENEVER SHE SUMMONS IT?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!' Sukuna laughed even harder.

------ Nobara -----

"I...I....I....don't know what to think!" Nobara said. "I mean....it happens?! As if that's a normal thing?! Then does she beat someone if she gets knocked out?! HOW DOES THAT WORK?!"

------ Megumi -----

"Then Yuji said something to Sukuna about....."

------ Yuji ------

"I told him! If you're so better how about you hold the sword then! And...uh...this is where I messed up. Or rather....Sukuna messed up!"

"I didn't mess up!!" Sukuna said as his mouth appears on his cheek "That damn sword..."

------- Flashback-----

"Ha! Foolish demon brat!" The curse refers to Ink still on the ground who is knocked out. He switched and took over his body, "I will show you how a true demon handles a demonic weapon. The King of Curses himself!" Sukuna laughed as he went to grab the sword. He whistled. Not bad. He felt the power radiating from this sword. He never expected Ink to have a sword like this. He has to give this dragon brat some credit.

"Alright...you low-grade curse! I will be taking over and borrowing this weakling's sword." But the moment he swings. He misses.The trio blinks. Huh?!

Then Sukuna swings. He misses again. And again.

"Sukuna! Stop messing around-" Megumi said.

"I'm not.!" Sukuna said.

Sukuna narrows his eyes at this sword, he tries to pull it but for some reason, the sword gets heavy. Hold on...it is making itself heavy with cursed energy?!

"Hey! You sword! You're alive, aren't you?! Your so-called master is knocked out! What do you think you're doing?! I'm stronger than her! So I command you to obey me!" Sukuna commanded.

---- Yuuji Itadori with Megumi and Nobara------

"Okay! When me and Sukuna switched. The moment he tries to talk to the sword. it talk." Yuji said it which fills the room with silence.

"Wait really?" Nobara asked.

"Hm..." Megumi said.

"I'm not kidding! It talks! The sword really talks!" Yuji exclaimed, getting up from the sofa. "I can remember the voice in my head. It was so demon-like. Like...like...like those movies you watched, right? It had that gnarly sound, really sound garbled and when Sukuna try to order it around Ink was knocked out. It said...like this!"

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"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU????"

Sukuna and Yuji widen their eyes at the voice. It's male, demonic, loud, and quite frankly pissed off.

"What the fu-" Before they knew it, the dim lights within eye sockets of the dragon skull of the sword grew and looked at the duo dead in the eye. It jerked suddenly and took the duo on a wild flight in the building. The loud sound of crashes and things being broken are heard.

---- Nobara -----

"Okay! Let me tell you how I see it!" Nobara waved her hands in a gesture.

"It's like holding a magic broom and it took Sukuna with Yuji's body through the building. Through the walls! It's like that wizard movie with the boy with the lighting scar on it with no control over his broom. I had never seen a sword that gave Sukuna. Sukuna of all people that much trouble!" Nobara exclaimed.

"Like! I never seen that!"'

---- Flashback -------

Sukuna! Let go of the sword!" Megumi shouted.

"LIKE HELL I WILL! I AM NOT GOING TO TOLERATE AN ATTITUDE FROM A DAMN SWORD!" Sukuna shouted before he was taken to another room. Taz, Megumi, and Nobara were stunned. More crashes are heard shaking the building.

"GODDAMNIT! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" Sukuna roared but the sword didn't listen. Oh no. It hits Sukuna in the gut, forcing him to crash into the wall. This is getting ridiculous.

"Someone wake Ink up, right now!" Megumi shouted as Ink was knocked out with swirls in her eyes.

------ Megumi ----

"It took time for us to wake Ink up before the whole building collapses I never knew a sword like that when Taz told me about it. I mean....she forgot her sword. That didn't bother me. Ink is capable of it without it. But for a sword to act like that. It's unheard of it. It's like dealing with a cursed tool but acts like a cursed object." Megumi said, sighing.

------ Flashback ----

"INK! WAKE UP! YOUR SWORD IS BEATING UP MY BIG BROTHER AND MISTER SUKANA!" Taz shakes her shoulders violently trying to wake Ink up in a panic. "WAKE UP!"

"Uh...Taz. Now..calm down. We can find a way to wake her up. Let's get out of here." Nobara tries to calm her down but she and Megumi don't expect the next thing of what Taz did.

"WAKE UP!" Taz then slaps Ink across the face. It is like the sound of a whip cracked against skin echoing the hallway.

----- Nobara and Megumi----

"Just to remind you all. That was all Taz. Kinzie Ger played no part in." Nobara said. "I didn't know she can slap so hard! Even I feel it!" Nobara giggled making Megumi sigh with a deadpanned.

"Yes. And it did wake Ink up." Megumi said.

------ Back to Flashback ----

"OW! THAT HURTS!" Ink yelled as she woke up, sitting up. Ink looks around frantically. "Wait! What happened?! What did I miss?!"

"Your sword," Megumi answered.

"My sword?!" Ink said then remembers. "Oh! Wyvern! Ugh! He knocked me out again!"

Again??! Nobara and Megumi stared.

"Where is he?!"

"Big brother has it!" Taz said. Ink blinks, "Wait...big brother? Wait why does Yuji have it?!" Ink asked.

"Actually...it's Sukuna that has it." Megumi corrected.

"Why does SUKUNA have it?!" Ink asked.

"He tried to show it off after you got knocked out and your sword wasn't having it." Nobara explains, "Sooo...." She points her hammer towards the direction where Sukuna is being dragged across the mall while still holding onto the sword.

"WHAT?! I HAVE TO STOP THEM!" Ink yelled, getting back on her feet and running down, chasing after her sword.

"I think we should stop them." Megumi said.

"No way! I wanna see what happens!" Nobara said.

"Hrmmm..." Taz looks worried.

----- Taz ------

"Come to think of it, I do remember Ink bringing it with me on the mission instead of leaving it somewhere! I really do remember! I even tell her so I don't know where it went before she called for it!" Taz said, scratching her head.

---- Gojo Saturo -----

Gojo is snickering as he sits down with his legs crossed on the lounge chair.

"Yeah~ I kinda borrow the sword a little. Just a little I mean!" Gojo waved his hands playfully and looked innocent, "I was really curious when I felt its cursed energy so I inspected it!" He had his hands up as he continued, "Because the sword has some interesting cursed energy on it. It's an aggressive one mind you. So I just check it out and even hold it with infinity. It even likes me~!" Gojo laughed. "I never thought Ink would need it until she called for it! But I didn't know Sukuna tried to hold it and hearing that Sukuna failed to bring it under control and taken on a ride is pretty funny. The way my students described it to me was......pfffftt..." He snorts before bursting out laughing.

Gojo laughs his head off, "HAHAHAHAHA! The King of Curses got humbled by a sword. Sure...it's a demon sword. But come on! You have to admit that's pretty hilarious!" He sniggered.

----- Megumi -----

Megumi makes a face at how that happened. "After hearing what Gojo did. I wanted to hit him. So bad." Megumi facepalmed as his eye twitched, "It almost jeopardizes the mission!" Megumi shook his head. "So Gojo-sensei took the sword off Ink's back where she isn't looking and wants to 'inspect'." Megumi uses fingers as a way to express inspection in double quotes.

"I don't know what that man is thinking! Seriously?!"

------ Yuuji -----

"I heard that sword mention Gojo along the way...." Yuji said. "It said something like..."

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"I AM NOT TOY LIKE THAT SIX-EYED WIZARD THINK!" The sword roared inside the minds of Sukuna and Yuji before it took them up, smashing through the ceilings and reaching the skies before taking them straight back into the building.

"DAMN YOU!" Sukuna said. "OBEY ME!"

----- Nobara ---

"Now thinking about it. I think Ink's sword decides to mess with Sukuna." Nobara chuckled. "I mean...come on! The way Sukuna acted like makes it sound the sword wants to give him a hard time after he dissed Ink. Or maybe because Gojo treated it like a toy. That cursed energy tells me that sword is pissed off" She shrugged.

"But it gets crazy when Ink gets involved, trying to get it back!"

---- Flashback ----

In the one of rooms....Megumi, Nobara, and Taz hear it all from the next room below.

"HEY! LET GO OF MY SWORD! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Ink yelled.

"TELL YOUR SWORD TO HEEL, BRAT!!" Sukuna yelled.

"WYVERN DOESN'T LISTEN TO ME!" Ink retorted.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT DOESN'T LISTEN TO YOU?!" Sukuna asked.

"I mean he listens to me most of the time - some of the time - but not all the time! He's moody like that!" Ink quickly explains. Silence fills the room. Nobara and Megumi stared in disbleief.

"Ehhhh....it's kinda true." Taz scratched her cheek sheepishly.

Kinda???? The two sorcerers and Kinie Ger thought. Sukuna cannot believe this!

"WHAT KIND OF SWORD THAT DOESN'T LISTEN EVEN TO ITS OWN MASTER?! WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT!? WHAT KIND OF SWORD IS THIS?!" Sukuna shouted.

"HEY! WYVERN IS HIS OWN PERSON, OKAY?! NOW LET GO OF HIM!" Ink retorted.

"NEVER! I WILL HAVE THE SWORD SUBMITTED TO ME! I WILL SHOW YOU HOW A KING DOES IT!"

"WAIT! DON'T!" More chaos ensues. "SUKUNA LET GO OF THE SWORD!"

------ Gojo -----

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The teacher is still laughing, holding his sides. He lifted his blindfold as he couldn't stop laughing. There were tears in his eyes.

"Just to be fair. I was holding it with infinity when the sword called before letting it go! So yeah! I kinda believe it was pissed off and decides to take out on poor Sukuna~"

------ Megumi ------

"Did the sword sumbit to Sukuna?" Asked the interviewer.

Megumi had a blank expression before giving his answer. "No." He shakes his head quickly. "He didn't. The sword...was too.....even I have to say it..too much." He sips his milk tea.

"Ink got it back and quickly defeated the curse. When Yuji got...um"

----- Nobara ----

"Yuji took control of his body and he got bonked on the head when thrown against the wall after he let go of the sword. Taz went over and checked his wounds. It wasn't serious but I know Sukuna's ego got hurt! "

"But after that mission! Oooh! This is where..." Nobara snickering. "It gets really scary for the guys."

------ Flashback to one morning ----

A brand new day! Yuji Itadori yawns loudly as he looks to see it's early today. Maybe a jog around the campus would do some good. He didn't hear Sukuna in his head today but only he can hear some grumbling last night after failing to take control of Ink's sword. Yuji put on his sweatpants, running shoes, and a hoodie. As he exits his dorm, he does a few stretches by twisting his body side to side before putting his hands on his hips. But before he continues, he stops.

What the?

Then Yuji pales as he sees what's up ahead at the end of the hallway. Standing against the wall, staring straight away. Dim light eyes staring into his soul..

"Oh no." Yuji said. "No, no, no, no! NOPE! Not today, Satan!" Right away, he enters the next door of Megumi's room, "Megumi! Wake up!" Yuji shakes him awake.

----- Megumi -----

"Yuji woke me up, by shaking me with panic in his voice and almost dragged me into the hallway. At first, I thought it was a cursed spirit until...I saw what Yuji is pointing at."

------ Flashback -----

"Ugh....Yuji...what now? What's wrong?" He rubbed at his eyes, he got up groggily as his arm is being tugged by Yuji.

"It's the sword!" He whispered frantically.

"Sword?" Megumi yawned as he got into the hallway. "What are you talking?"

"Ink's sword! It's in our dormitory!" He panicked, pointing at the object at the end of the hallway. Megumi slowly blinked and shook his head, squinting his eyes at it, "Wait...why is that in our dormitory?"

---- Kisho ----

"So I heard some yelling and I woke up, and left my room." Kisho rubs his head while petting Eito.

"I was like....what's wrong. The guys didn't hear me but I heard what they were saying. It's some sword. I saw the sword was at the end of the hallway, leaning against the wall like.. standing upright. I thought it was mounted against the wall. Yuji is freaking out and Megumi is trying to calm him down. I am like...."

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"I am telling you! It is here for a fight!" Yuji cried, shaking his shoulders.

"Yuji, calm down!" Megumi hissed, grabbing his wrists and calming him down. "The sword was probably put by Gojo just to mess with us." He answered.

"Isn't that Ink's sword?" Kisho asked. "Why is it doing here?"

"Kisho! You're here! The sword is here for us!!!"

"What are you talking? It's a sword! What is it going to do?" Kisho said as Eito flew over to his shoulder.

"I don't know! But it's here for a reason!" Yuji said. "I don't think Gojo will take Ink's sword without her knowing."

"Taz did tell us that Ink forgot where she put her sword most of the time," Megumi grumbled. "I mean Gojo took it off her back without even noticing it was gone."

"But why would she come to the boys' dormitory, it doesn't make sense to leave it here by accident!"

That's a good point.

"Like I said...Gojo must put it there!" Megumi said.

"Look. I don't know what's going on with the sword?!" Kisho asked. "Did something happen on the mission?"

------ Megumi -----

"I told Kisho and....."Megumi sighs loudly, "That was a mistake on my part." Megumi said. "Because Kisho rile up Sukuna."

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"Wait....wait...wait. So Ink's sword knocked her out then Sukuna tries to use it to kill the curse and then all of sudden, the sword went berserk???" Kisho asked. The boys both nod.

"So....you're telling...Sukuna tries to get the sword to stop but can't and that happened."

"Yes." Megumi said.

"Uh-huh." Yuji nods.

"So you're saying that Sukuna got beat up by a sword?! A SWORD!"

"I DIDN'T GET BEAT UP BY NOTHING!" Sukuna roared as his eye and mouth appeared on Yuji's cheek. "AND DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH, YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

"I'm NOT!" Kisho said as his face cracked. The corners of the mouth went upwards.

"Daichi.." Megumi warns. Then Eito is tweeting or bawking as if it's laughing. Sukuna inside Yuji twitched an eye.

"DAMN TURKEY!"

"I'm sorry! But come on, Megumi! Sukuna got beat up with a sword!" Kisho said. "I mean that can't be true! If it's true, man! That's gotta..."

"Gotta what, brat?!" Sukuna growled. "Finish the sentence, I dare you!" Kisho didn't finish his sentence as he held his tongue. "Ha! That's what I thought! Let me tell you brats something! I wouldn't want that stupid sword, anyway! After all, it belongs to an idiotic girl who doesn't know any better and those deserve each other! If you ask me...that sword can go to hell for all I care and — what's up with you two now??"

Then Megumi and Kisho's eyes widen when Yuji blinks at their expressions. "Uh...guys?"

"Hey...uh...is the sword supposed to do that?" Kisho asked pointing shakily as Yuji turned around to see the sword leviating. Sukuna stared. Yuji and Megumi sweatdropped seeing this.

"What the fu-" But then the group sees the sword turn so slowly and suddenly it flips. Aiming its blade at the boys making them nervous. They took a step back. The moment they took a step, the sword is coming towards them like a missile.

"OH SHIT! RUN!" Yuji ran. The boys are running in pure terror from a flying sword.

"Switch with me, brat!" Sukuna yelled. Yuji smacks him on the cheek.

"HELL NO! I AM NOT LETTING YOU DESTROY OUR DORMS!" Yuji yelled. "YOU SAID ENOUGH ALREADY!"

----- Kisho -----

"Oh god! It's like a horror movie! We were running in our pajamas except for Yuji! He was going to go for a jog. The worst part is we're Jujutsu sorcerers! We don't run from stuff like this! But how are you going to fight a sword?! That belongs to Van Ink the Dragon?! Like c'mon!" Kisho leans back as he can't believe this.

----- Megumi ----

"We decided to look for Ink at the girls' dormitory so maybe...there's a chance that Ink can stop it. As we arrived, we ran into Nobara and try to explain.."

----- Nobara ----

"I heard shouting that woke me up. The boys burst into our dormitory and I'm like; What do you think you perverts are doing and then they ask...where's Ink?!"

------ Flashback ------

"Ink?! What the hell do you want with her?! She's sleeping!" Nobara growled, ready to kick their asses."

"The sword, Nobara!" Yuji cries.

"The sword?! What sword?!"

"Ink's sword! Wyvern! It's chasing us!" Kisho cried.

"Huh?! Are you guys serious?! Do you know what time it is?!"

"JUST WAKE HER!" Said the boys in unison!

"What's going on?" It's Taz.

----- Taz -----

"I woke Ink up and took her to get her to stop Wyvern outside but we waited for Wyvern to come and the sword didn't come. We waited and we waited. Until Ink says it's probably in her room. We followed Ink back to her room and the sword was there."

------ Megumi -----

"It was there.....next to an open window." Megumi scowled. "Yuji is still freaking out."

----- Yuji ----

"It pretended like it didn't do anything like seconds ago!" Yuji yelled.

----- Flashback -----

"DON'T PRETEND YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!" Yuji said, pointing at the sword accusingly.

"HE's RIGHT! IT'S A DEMON SWORD!" Kisho yelled.

"I'm really sorry!" Ink cried.

"You have nothing to apologize, Ink! The guys are being stupid." Nobara rolled her eyes. "They're just messing with you!"

"We are not making this up!" Megumi said. Then a thud is heard making Kisho and Yuji scream and Nobara and Megumi are startled.

'I mean if it's Wyvern, I have to believe it!" Ink said. "Let me make it up to you guys!"

----- Gojo -----

"Okay! I will admit it! I did move the sword to the dormitory just to mess with them but I didn't know it could do that! I mean...I saw the whole thing from my window to see what happened while eating a donut. I didn't stop it because the boys were going to the girls' dormitory! And I thought the problem would sort itself out! Which it did!" He said cheerfully.

"WHAT KIND OF TEACHER ARE YOU?!" It's Kisho from the background, yelling comically. "WE COULD'VE OF DIE!" The camera switches to Megumi holding Kisho back.

"I just want to see if Sukuna will come out, little Daichi." Gojo snickered. "And Wyvern react to his insults!"

"SCREW YOU!" Sukuna shouted before his mouth was covered by Yuji when Sukuna let out a lot of swear words at Gojo. The camera switches back to Gojo chuckling.

"But anyway! I'm going to look at Wyvern as a cursed tool In my educated profession, I have never seen it before. There were weapons imbued with cursed energy but Wyvern is out of this word. It's like its cursed energy matches the same of Ink's A fitting pair though I wonder why it keeps hitting her on the face! It probably needs the wielder's emotions to match his thrill or maybe her blood to activate every time. I use 'he' because I also felt the sword. The sword sleeps before being summoned. After fighting for so long, the sword syncs with the wielder along the way when things get really exciting! It gets powerful thanks to the wielder. Is it Pride? Aggression? Thrill? Ambition? Anger? It's a mix of extreme emotions. It can take on cursed energy to itself as well.

"This reminds me. I heard there was an incident. An urban legend about a sword. In Yokohama! It almost wrecked three buildings if I recall." Gojo taps on his chin. "I wonder if that's Ink's sword responsible for it."

---------- Ink Vanguard -----

"Not going to comment on that!" Ink shakes her head as she chuckles.

------ Gojo -------

"That said. I find Ink and Wyvern an exciting pair! If Ink was a sorcerer, she might take on Special Grades or rather...Wyvern can become a Special Grade itself."

"Wow sensei, really?" Yuji asked from the background. The camera switches to his students.

"Of course! And I mean that." Gojo chuckled. "That's why I want to examine it.

"You mean when you were messing around with Ink's sword?" Megumi asked, crossing his arms.

"And make it mad enough to give Sukuna a run for his money?" Noabra crossed her arms.

"When you put that sword in our dormitory?!" Kisho scowled.

"Precisely!" Gojo laughed, snapping his fingers making his students groan.

----- Taz Hellion -----

"If that's true! Ink must be really amazing! I hope I can become as strong as she is! Anyway! I gotta go! I got to do my training so I can become strong in my fraction and at Jujutsu High! Later!" Taz gets up and leaves the room to join her Jujutsu High classmates.

To be continued??!

[newx-menfan]

Hellfire Gala Looks

Overall- pretty disappointing compared to previous designs….

It’s too bad Hellion isn’t a big enough character- because Julian is one of the few X-Men with good taste! (Sorry-not sorry; almost ALL of Julian’s costumes are great!)

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Jean is the obvious winner- I don’t like the skirt-but the rest of it is really cool!

I didn’t bother including Emma’s from this year- it’s cute, don’t get me wrong- but it’s nowhere as iconic as her previous looks…

Vault Laura/ Talon’s is a blah letdown (kind of like the character…)

I get they’re going for more of a goth look- but it’s just boring 😐

Also the shoes and belt are HIDEOUS! 😬

Honestly all of Laura’s Hellfire looks have been pretty terrible- the minute Laura became Wolverine was the minute all her sense of taste went out the window 😐

Synch looks…better; for matching couples outfits, I guess?? Those shoes and belt are HORRIBLE though!

Synch’s previous looks haven’t been this bad…which makes me think Talon was the primary person pushing the look and Hellion might have dodged a definite fashion crisis! 😂🤣

Tempus is the only winner of the five here- the simple hair and flapper dress looks amazing!

Hope just looks like she’s stealing Nature Girl’s look…

Elixir…looks like a gold Matador? It’s not good.

Egg is too much yet also not enough. It just looks half assed.

Proteus basically looks like a genie…

Sadly Storm didn’t have one…ALSO Storm has been the biggest letdown of the Hellfire Gala for years- since she is HANDS DOWN- the most FASHIONABLE X-Men. Shame ON YOU MARVEL.

…overall I would say it’s a pretty BLAH year and we NEED Hellion’s fashion sense to SAVE US…

(Also I want to know what DJ is wearing!)

[thekinkyleopard]

Let Me Do It

A Kanai x Draeko x Alistar Non-Canon One-Shot

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Smut, Threesome, Degradation, Aggression

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Author’s Notes: I’m effectively running from my responsibilities….I know I said I was gonna have x y z out but look man, art takes time and certain thing I can shit out easier than others 🥴 Im trash I know, anyway, me and @aller-geez have decided we love Kanai and Al so much that we spiced up the dynamic. Besties who butt fuck, and share boyfriends🫶🏻 Idk if you want more Lore we are happy to oblige. 🥺 Enjoy this nasty fic! Geezie Owns Kanai and Draeko! And Did the art as always ;) 🫶🏻🤌🏻

Description: Kanai and Draeko are having a grating discussion about how Drae wants Kanai to be more rough in bed. It doesn’t compute to him, and Alistar can’t stand hearing the mutt whine anymore. He lends a hand…

“But I just want you to be more aggressive with it, K, that’s all!” Draeko’s voice came out in a high pitched whine as he stomped his feet. The navy haired demon looked down at the mutt and simply scratched his chin.

“But you shouldn’t hurt people you care about, correct?” His head tilting with slight confusion as Drae slapped a palm over his own face. At the same moment these two were having a good ol’ fashion bicker, Alistar was trying desperately to hear what they were saying on the show he was watching.

“Can you two have marital issues somewhere else? I’m trying to Keep up with the Kardashians, ‘Kay? Daddy’s busy, stop squabbling,” turning the volume notch slightly higher now on the TV and plopping his feet up onto the coffee table. Draeko looked over to acknowledge that the demon had spoke but only returned to the one in front of him.

“There’s a difference between good hurt and bad hurt, K, I want the good hurt,” whimpering gently as he looked down at his pigeon set feet.

“But what if I bad hurt you?” Tilting his head to the side with caution. Alistar sighed deeply and threw his head back with a roll of his annoyed red eyes.

“Fucking, Uncle Christ…Like what we do, K, he wants what we do!” Throwing his hands up with exasperated annoyance. He just wanted to watch these mindless, soulless humans make tone deaf and mindless decisions but he can’t do it with all this conversation going on.

“But we are demons…we have different threshold of pain and tolerance…what me and Al do, might really damage you…Drae…” Kanai looked at the mutt with sincerity and softness in his eyes. He didn’t want to treat Drae like some sort of fuck toy, he mattered, and Kanai valued him too much to just go off the rails. Alistar let out another deep, agitated sigh before pushing himself up and off the couch.

“You don’t know what my threshold is until you try!” Drae stomping a foot towards the other as he crossed his arms against his chest. Before Kanai could respond, or anyone could have much of any say, Al came up behind Draeko, grabbed both of the younger’s horns with each tightly gripped palm, and forced him down to his knees.

“He means, like this,” smirked as the mutt started blushing profusely the moment he was forced in this position, face to face with Kanai’s clothed groin. “Take your cock out, K,” he commanded his best friend with a blank expression.

“But…” shortly cut off by the red headed Hellion, who narrowed dark crimsons and repeated once more.

“Take. Your. Cock. Out. Or do I have to make you obey as well?” His voice was laced with darkness, a deep desire growing within the little mutt’s stomach as he watched his boyfriend slowly obey the Anti-Christ’s demands. Unbuckling his belt with careful precision and rolling his jeans and boxers just barely below his soft length.

“Okay, now what?” Kanai asked with a curious tone as he looked down now at Draeko’s pink dusted face. Alistar pulled back on the hybrid’s horns, forcing his gaze up to his own.

“You gonna be a good boy?” The hazy eyed mutt slowly nodded his head while he remained looking up at his boyfriend’s best friend.

“Good little mutt…now get him nice and hard, got it?” He looked up at K now and spoke to him this time. “Slap him,” the navy haired man looked shocked by this slowly shaking his head back and forth before Alistar narrowed his eyes once again. “I’m not asking,” again he used that same bone chilling tone that caused the one below them to shudder deliciously. Kanai looked down at the patiently awaiting mutt, then back at his best friend…then back down…

“Okay…” he muttered cautiously before bringing a hand up to strike Draeko clean across the face with a loud echoing smack. Kanai winced but noticed that the mutt let out a very sultry little moan, biting his lower lip now, feeling confident he chose to grab the little hybrid’s face with a pinching motion, forcing his mouth to open wide.

“Very good, K, you’re getting it…” the demon praised his dark eyes scanning his friend’s features before his gaze went back to their little submissive toy. “Stick out your tongue,” his grip on the other’s horns forced his head closer to Kanai’s now semi-hard length. The mutt obliged quickly sticking his tongue out allowing a small line of drool to drip off the tip of it. Kanai felt an inner carnal sensation run up his spine seeing this. His cock twitched. Al’s eyes fixated on his best friend as he watched the gears slowly turn in his head, watching the hellion’s guarded and calm demeanor slowly crack, to what he’d seen down in hell. Kanai knew how to fuck. Alistar knows that first hand…he just needs a little help manipulating the fine edge of control. Something the Anti-Christ was well versed. Shoving the mutt forward with the forced grip on his horns, Al smirked watching him make haste at engulfing the hell hound’s waiting length.

“Mnphf~” the mutt moaned pathetically around his boyfriend’s dick, as his tongue slid just up under the base of it, he felt a forcing pressure against his horns that caused the cock to slide to full hilt inside Drae’s throat.

“No passion. You wanted to be treated like a slut? Did you not?” Alistar let out a skin crawling, sinister laugh before he knelt just enough to whisper past the mutt’s pierced ear. “We’ll show you how we treat sluts back where we’re from…” standing back up before using full strength at pulling back the hybrid’s slippery wet mouth. He gasped quickly before immediately the Anti-Christ slammed his mouth back down. Kanai’s head fell back as he groaned deep from within the base of his chest.

“I’m…gonna snap, Al…” warning his friend, as his body shook, looking down now his mixed colored eyes made contact with ones of green and pink. “Shhhhhiii….” Holding his tongue as he grit his teeth, feeling Drae’s hot tight throat forcibly fucked against his cock made it harder to fight his naturally feral urges.

“Then snap, my friend…fuck this dirty slut’s little mouth….” The demon spoke in a disturbing whisper, slowly releasing his hands as their eyes connected and Kanai took hold of the horns now like handlebars. “Excellent,” the hell hound’s grip tightened so violently, within seconds his knuckles were bright white before he began to drive himself into Draeko’s moaning, leaking mouth. “Now that’s a delicious sight to see…” Alistar bit his lower lip sharply before scanning the hybrid’s small frame. He hadn’t fucked him, yet. He’d fucked Kanai plenty, but oh what would the hole of a hybrid be like?

Draeko’s eyes stayed as open as he could manage. His gaze never leaving Kanai’s twisted features, as best as he could with glossy wet orbs, tears running down his dusted cheeks, his body only getting hotter and more desperate as he wiggled his hips tenderly. His mouth, a perfect O as he allowed K to shove every bit of length in and out relentlessly, huffing through leaking nostrils. Eventually he felt strong hands come down on his haunches only to force them upward. His hands lay flat on the floor for leverage as he raised his ass up to the demon’s requests behind him. “Shall I get the hole prepped for you, K?” Al licked his lips, crouching behind the trembling mutt as he tore apart Draeko’s shorts right down the seam with one swift yank of his blackened hands. Kanai looked down at Alistar with a heated, lidded gaze managing a sly smirk before he was able to speak behind gritted teeth.

“You’re too kind, my dear friend,” they shared a sinister chuckle as Al disappeared behind the younger. His hands freely roaming circles against the hybrid’s perfect little ass cheeks, before pulling them apart to gaze upon his puckering entrance.

“Oh little pup, I can see why you’re so miserable…look how needy your little whore ass is…doesn’t even know me and it’s begging for cock…” his sly tongue slipping over the glistening hole with a motion so soft, but it still had Drae shaking underneath him as his mouth cried tenderly behind Kanai’s forceful shaft.

“I didn’t realize you were so neglected, Koko….” The hell hound grimaced through the insane pleasure of assaulting the young hybrid’s mouth. Draeko could only mewl with need as he wiggled his ass back into Al’s hungry lips. Happily, the hellion responded by sliding a flattened tongue against his orifice, slipping the tip against the straining hole, fighting him for entrance. The anti-Christ pushed a collection of saliva against him, allowing the liquid to drip down Drae’s crinkled little star, slurping messily against it. The mutt could hardly stand it, his legs shaking as he tried to stay balanced to receive such pleasure as well as give it.

Alistar pulled away and wiped his mouth with a swift swipe of his arm before making quick work of his pants. “I don’t know who’s more excited…me to finally fuck the shit out of your tight little hole or…said tight little hole being fucked by me,” he let out a short burst of laughter before striking the little hybrid hard against his barren asscheek. Draeko yelped behind the thick length being driven into his throat, body reflecting inward before gracefully rolling back out in desperate search for more. “See that K? He’s just like you in that way….really a slut where it counts…” the demon let out a strangled huff of air as he brought his newly freed, hardened cock out to greet the mutt’s slickened and awaiting hole.

“You’re right…Al, truly deplorable…” the hound growled as he gripped the other’s space horns and now hunched his back as he continued to thrust his way past Draeko’s drooling lips. Al wasted no time as he pressed his cock past the tightened ring, despite its protests he slid his way inside, full sheath without pause. The sound that came out of the little hybrid was almost inhuman, duo colored eyes rolling into the back of his cranium as he pressed his haunches back to meet the redhead.

“Oooh fuck…he may be a bigger whore than you, bud,” he scoffed through the side of his mouth, red brows knitted together as he rocked himself to find the right motion, before gripping hold of Drae’s hips and drilling into his ass. Kanai grinned but shortly cut with a swift suck of air as he pulled his cock out of Drae’s mouth just to slap the wet appendage across his face.

“Well, Koko? Are you our satisfied little slut? Hm? Is this what you wanted?” Asking with a hand coming down to grip him by the jaw and force his gaze up. “Answer me,” his blackened sclera’s staring deep into the other’s crying eyes.

“I won’t be…satisfied til I’m…dripping in your cum…Sir~” biting his slippery lower lip as he answered in between thrusts. Kanai groaned rolling his eyes back before bringing them back to gaze on Drae’s face as it twisted in pleasure while the Anti-Christ continued to assault his greedy hole. The black handed hellion sending another crashing slap to his ass.

“See, K….bitch is quite resilient…you really gotta get in here…” letting out a resistant grunt as he gripped each cheek and drove himself faster into the mutt. Draeko, panting and whimpering loudly as he looked deep into Kanai’s eyes, the hellion just enjoying himself watching the other react in such a way.

“Alright, let me do it,” the hound finally responded without breaking eye contact with his boyfriend. Slowly slipping his cock out, Drae mewling sadly at the sudden emptiness, Al came to a stand. He slapped his best friend on the shoulder.

“All yours, I’ll take the mouth…” smirking with a rough voice, Kanai quickly made his way over to position himself where the other demon once was, taking no time at all to align his cock at Drae’s awaiting hole. He bit his lower lip with anticipation as he watched it disappear inside the mutt, who let out a long exaggerated whine.

“Hnnn…haaaaaah..K…” whimpering pathetically under the hell hound. Alistar grabbed himself a nice thick pillow off the couch coming back he threw it down in front of the hybrid, plopping himself comfortably onto it taking one hand and forcibly gripping the younger by a single horn.

“You got work to do, kiddo,” he said darkly pulling the earthling’s face down to his wet, throbbing cock. Eagerly and easily, the hybrid took Alistar’s full length down his throat where the Anti-Christ found himself cursing silently under his breath, relishing the hot tongue caressing him. Kanai took a hand and slid it down the middle of Drae’s back bending him further downward, the pressure causing the mutt’s arms to crash down on his elbows, choking mildly on the demon’s cock but regaining momentum as he pushed his perched ass into the hound. Al groaned low in his throat, taking both hands now on Draeko’s space horns forcing his way up the smaller’s tight throat.

“You’re such a good little slut, aren’t you? Isn’t, he? Al?” The two hellions looked up at each other with matching grins as their thrusts synced to fucking their respective holes.

“Oh, so good…I had no idea…he was so naughty,” the hound panted as his sharp nails started to drag their way up Draeko’s sweating spine leaving bright red, leaking lines alone his pale flesh.

“I’m going to paint this little whore’s face…” Al sucked a breath inward as his cock drove inward and out of Drae’s hardworking mouth. Kanai let out his own exasperated grunt while pressing all his weight down onto the hybrid’s dainty hindquarters pushing on them as he smacked his own hips into his boyfriend’s ass.

“Fuck…I’m getting there…” the words dripped off Kanai’s lips with pleasurable luster, Al and him meeting each thrust to rock the mutt in perfect rhythm, K slamming Drae’s sensitive little bundle. Such rough treatment against his prostrate sent the hybrid’s body into a spasm as his hard, blushing cock spurred strings of cum across the floor. Moaning in a muffled stretched out whine as he continued to be assaulted. One slid in while the other slid out, with perfect sync Kanai buried himself deep within the mutt’s ass as he bursted his hot seed down the tightening walls.

“Ooooh look at them go, that’s going to fuckin do it,” the anti-Christ grunted roughly before he began shoving himself faster into Drae’s hot mouth. Which didn’t take him long before he was hitting his wall, pulling out to drench the mutt’s face in his hot sticky cum. “Beeeeaaaaauuutiful…” Alistar groaned loudly as he threw his head back while his length emptied itself across the hybrid’s swollen lips. As they all began to disperse from holes, and fall to the floor to catch their breath, Alistar let out a loud, boisterous laugh.

“Ain’t that some shit right there…good game roomies…” the demon wiped his mouth as he leaned up against a nearby piece of furniture. Kanai scoffed, a breathless sound.

“I see what you mean now…Drae, I’ll be more attentive to your needs…” huffing gently the mutt was spent, face down on the floor as he slowly turned his head to the side.

“Uh-huh….” He panted, brain still scrambled from the insane pounding he just got, gasping with his bottom half naked to the world, unphased by the mess that decorated his pierced face.

“Anyway…Kardashians…” Alistar slowly came to a stand, zipping himself back into his pants before reaching down to ruffle Kanai’s navy blue hair. “Glad I could help settle that for you two love birds,” cackling breathlessly as he slinked his way back over to the couch.

Kanai chuckled, coming to a stand himself, also fixing his pants before scooping Draeko off the floor carrying him bridal style towards the bathroom to get his poor little mate cleaned up.

The End

Author’s Notes: No one asked, but you’re welcome! 😀

[moblitswife22]

Rise of the Darkess Characters:

Humans:

Justin Holmes- He is Jessica's ex boyfriend who is rich but an ex convict . Justin is also become psycho once Jessica broke up with him but Justin appeared to be decent man.

Lastly, Justin is also Jessica's classmate and first crush way before Toby .

Birthday: January 23rd , 1996

Height: 6'2

Proffesion: Engineer

Appearance: Messy dark brown hair with bit of hair falling in front or he had tiny bangs . Justin also appeared to be muscular . He loves wearing red colored shirts.

Ike pikney: Ike is also Jessica and the boys classmate back in Junior high . When he was born, he supposed to have a twin sister however, she died during childbirth . Ike also stayed in Nicu for months because of his health.

When Ike was in high school he uses to bully Tong but despite his nature. Ike is good in academics and sports. Now years later he become part of their squad along with Gina.

Personality: Comedic , Witty but sometimes serious.

Birthday : September 15th, 1996

Height: 6'0

Profession: Pilot and and Ceo

Appearance: Blonde half shave hair . Ike also appeared to be muscular less than Justin or more like average . Ike also have tattoos at his back .

Gina Lauren: She is Jessica's best friend and only girl best friend. Sure , Jessica have friends but the way Gina is with Jessica is like sisters.

Aside from that,Gina is also an Southeast Andromadenian or She is an Asian and a Filipina . She was raised in Terrian isle/Philippines until she was 11. And lastly she is Hellion's cousin. She is also married with Marcel Galliard and have quads named after Jess and her friends.

Personality: Bubbly and witty. She is also have those typical Filipino personality that is helpful to others . She is also talkative and loves to share random stories without insulting others.

Birthday: April 10th, 1997

Height: 5'11

Appearance: Tanned skin , black medium hair and she also have brown eyes . Similar to Justin She also loves wearing red that is mostly dresses and long skirt .

Profession: Fashion designer/Model

Paula Pikney- Also known as spy child because of her creepy behavior when she was age where she really stalked the four . But in reality, she just want an attention and Paula is the first one (in humans) who knew their secret that they're more than aliens.

Also because Paula loves extra terrestrial stuffand fantasy . And the reason? Paula was an unwanted child and never be the favourite worse, her parents abused her. But now, she is married with kids and cut her ties with her family (except with Ike) .

Paula's personality become serious and mature than her brother . More like, she have black cat personality and workaholic . But she never neglect her family.

Birthday: February 5th, 2000

Height: 5'8

Appearance: Short bob cut dark brown hair, she also have green eyes like her brother . Her outfits are usually formal .

Profession: Journalist

Lords of Nature:

Toby Tripp- He is the oldest and Jessica's first crush but he had never or he may not realized yet. Though hating Paula when he was young . But he relate most on the girl . He may not be abused, but Toby also carried the toxic raising of his parents where he was always blamed.

And sometime hated . Toby also dealing with depression and trauma . But now, Toby became successful.

Personality: Goofball and prankster but also intelligent. Toby is also hardworking and and very loyal to his friends. He may be the sunshine of the group but the scariest when angry.

Birthday: March 22nd , 1995

Profession: solo rock idol (will later form his own band) and buissness owner . Toby is also an Architect.

Appearance: He have golden blonde hair that is really long and almost reaches his back . Toby is also muscular and have a clean beard. He loves wearing street style blue .

Heights: 5'11

Hellion De Leon- He is Gina's cousin and also a Teriannian or Filipino . When he was born his mother died who was only 15 and he was a product of r#p3 . Now, he was being raised and still lived with his grandparents.

When Hell was 19 years old, his fathered appeared but never acknowledge him but he did forgive him before he died .

Appearance: black messy and almost wavy hair he also have dark brown eyes like his cousin . He appeared to be muscular as well and tanned skin like Gina.

Height: 6'1

Profession: Kakanin Vendor, Formerly a teen idol and a police who get destined in Venture falls

Personality: Always serious making him others judge him because of his black cat Personality . But in reality, he wasn't really grumpy but very sweet.

Jessica Herlains- She is the only girl in her squad other than Gina if we talk about lords. She is also like Ike, who stayed in Nicu . Like Hellion, she is also pruduct of r#p3 .

Since she was stayed in Nicu , she nearly died but was saved by Old sage . Now, Jessica is successful business woman as well .

Personality: Bubbly and witty too but she also goofball and prankster and always targets Nick but when she's pissed? She's the scariest but the mother of the group .

Appearance: Long wavy purple and pink blonde hair . She now wear glasses and she's muscular and Curvy.

Height: 6'0

Profession: Model, Writer and Fashion designer

Nick Tripp- Nick is Toby's golden brother and also the youngest. He was the one who's parents favourite. He had twin brother but died during 2 months.

Nick is the only one who loss his virginity and be those men who get girls but he never boast them .

Personality: He is the most intelligent of the bunch. Nick is also well mannered and very serious but unlike Hellion he still smiles and loves making jokes.

Height: 6'4

Appearance: messy hair with bit of bangs and have dark brown eyes. He is very muscular but not too much like a body builder .

Caleb Evans- Caleb is Nick's long lost brother . He was taken away by a 19 year old mother who used him to cope up with the loss of her child .

Caleb was raised by a teen mother who still treats him like their own . But they did try to distance him on his parents . Though it is very obvious that they were never.

Appreance: Brown hair like Nick but he doesn't appear to have glasses and less muscular than him or same as Toby. He also have same hair as him.

Height: 6'3

Personality: Witty, and a jokester like Toby. He is also sweet and workaholic.

Profession: Action star , Model and business man

Gabriel Castro- Similar to Gina and Hellion he is also a Filipino. Unlike Hellion, he was raised by rich but those toxic Filipino parents where he was treated like puppet and be those thr one who should or force to help his parents.

But Gabriel never hates them so did his parents but they just have negative personalities agaisnt their son. But when Gab was young he was being bullied .

Height: 6'0

Personality: Loves to be alone or he's shy but very talented and always loves to help people.

Appearance: brown hair (dyed) and his hair is similar to Levi Ackerman. He also have dark brown eyes and tanned skin. He is also muscular. And loves to wear gray and black.

Birthday: December 25th , 1996

Profession: Chef and politician

Lucas Wanson- other than Paula, he was the youngest among the bunch. He is also Gina's first crush but they never end up . When he was 13 just month after Neorganic. His parents died in a car accident.

So The Tripps helped him and raised by his aunt. And when he's 18, he starts to move with the Tripps . When he was born he stayed in nicu due to his health issues like Ike.

Personality: He is the sweetest among the group not just that but loves nature and sometimes being a jokester .

Appreeance: Long braided hair that is tied he also have green eyes that connected to his nature . And like his friends, he loves green color and always wear casual outfit or depend on his taste .

Height: 6'2

Birthday: November 12th , 1997

Profession: Lawyer, Cosplayer ,Model and Biologist

[the-expose-on-girls]

A lifetime of trend-chasing

Go through the photos of the lifetime of "popular", "trendy" girls born anywhere between 1994 and 1999, and their life-long quest to be in the cool crowd will be SUPER obvious. In each trend era, they were the exact cookie cutter mold. As a child, that was relatively innocent and harmless, unless of course they bullied other little girls for not being trendy enough.

Elementary school: Hannah Montana fan girl with the cutest clothes

High school: chasing the latest fashion trend, no matter how stupid

Adulthood: has captured the ideal husband, has achieved house goals, has a job she can brag about, thinks she's a successful Instagram influencer, but... it's all a sham.

But as they grow older, this trend-chasing compulsion escalates to the unhealthy level of "keeping up with the Joneses". They're holding on tight to an unhappy marriage, putting on a fake smile in couple pictures, just to show the world they're SO in love. They only have their dream house, dream car, dream wardrobe, and dream vacations because they are in over their head with debt. Their brood of aesthetically-dressed children are little hellions they barely get to pose nicely for Pinterest-level family photos. Behind closed doors, their lives are actually in shambles and wine is their only relief.

It's okay to like something that is on-trend at the moment. However, it becomes negative when it causes them to treat untrendy people differently and/or it is a toxic influence on their own lives to the point that they feel the need to put on an act that they are the trendiest.

[icecoldwilliams]

Any headcanons about Nina's mother?

|| ooooh, sit down and buckle in babe. | ✲・*:･ﾟ✲･ﾟ:*  ˚ₓ

Probably an absolute fashion icon like her daughters.

I feel like she and Richard met either in a fighting tournament of some sort, or during one of Richard's missions. With Richard working for the IRA, and Helena confirmed to be a Aikido prodigy from the United Kingdom, I could maybe.. 70% see it being a Richard going after a prominent English official Helena was hired to protect deal. 70% bc if so then I ask how did these two hellions came from a cute trope like that... wtf happened..

Somehow whenever I try to imagine her, some sort of business entrepreneur comes to mind. If she is still alive somewhere, I imagine her spending her golden years as a benefactor for various martial arts schools, dojos and other organizations under one of her pseudonyms. Likely not the Zaibatsu or G-Corp, but maybe Yggdrasil? What she got of the Williams fortune in the divorce isn't going to spend itself 💶✨

Someone please explain to me why my brain immediately associates her with the color blue... Like Nina's signature color is purple, Anna's is red, for some reason my brain automatically jumps to blue whenever I think of what Helena's could be?

TW: Drinking Lets just say Helena spent a lot of Anna and Nina's childhood with a glass of chardonnay in her hand to cope with the stress associated with Richards work (i.e who knows how high of a number of people trying to kill them, apprehend them, kidnap the kids, etc.) and the after effects of being a martial arts prodigy. Hence how Nina didn't pick up on too many parenting tips from her growing up, how Helena overlooked Richard's treatment of the two for years, and possibly Anna's love of wine. 😔

She definitely wasn't the worst mother out there either though. She protected the two and I feel like there were times where she comforted them whenever necessary. Honestly she's probably the reason Anna's resentment towards Nina didn't boil over until after they moved out. While Richards way of keeping things in order was harsh, Helena's was a tad more understanding. Even when she didn't always get things right.

She probably didn't have a close relationship w her own parents growing up. Considering she grew up in the 50's-60's I wouldn't be surprised if there was a situation where she ran away from home to pursue her martial arts career. Which could in part explain the seemingly lack of extended family to intervene in just....the Williams family situation as a whole (Though it also could absolutely be Richard purposefully secluded them due to his career.)

And bc it's me, hi, I'm the problem it's me. First instinct says strong Gemini vibes. Second says Leo vibes be there too. If I had to guesss... Gemini - Aquarius decan sun, (meaning her birthday would be somewhere between June 11th - June 20th) and Leo moon like Anna.

[3liza]

babe im not calling you out but this is exactly what i mean.

i'm going to type from the hip here, so if i misspeak or say something that sounds weird or obviously wrong, it could be a phrasing error so please dont yell at me. but here we go anyway.

so vhs is not y2k. y2k, as an AESTHETIC, is fully CDs and digital files. and not laserdisc either, but bluray vs hddvd. "what about a clear plastic VHS in a funky color" yeah fine they did make lots of Spongebob VHSes but there were a million articles at the time about how the industry was dying. VHS dying is a feature of the era. blockbuster slowly collapsing etc. yeah we all physically owned vhs in our houses through the year 2000 AD, but they were left over from the last decade. the motivation and the core statement of the y2k aesthetic is in fact to move AWAY from vhs into digital. and not to start moving away, but rather to finish moving away, because y2k represents the summation of the "movement to digital" as an aesthetic trend and image of the technological horizon that was swallowing up the world at the time. vhs is not even really "analog" but thats a different convo. y2k is mp3 players. vhs is fully seated in the first half of the 90s, starting to hit its stride about ~1982. the actual introduction or invention of the technology is irrelevant, we're talking about household saturation, the assumption that someone would have something. by about 1997, the feel and the character of american culture was already strongly shifted away from VHS. if i was more motivated i would pull up some sales trends graphs to illustrate my point.

i think what everyone who has been to formal institutional discussion settings vs everyone who hasn't keeps butting heads about is half of us are working off of assumed definitions about the field of aesthetics as a formal study, and half of us are Posting. and that wastes a lot of time with stuff like acknowledging that "we all"¹ had Jurassic Park on a shitty old beat up VHS in the TV hutch in 2003 so TECHNICALLY y2k is still VHS. no it isnt, thats not what we're talking about, thats not the discussion we're having. we're talking about broad themes, cultural movements. it would be fine to have a person in a story set in 2003 be owning or using VHS, but you would have to justify it with the same exceptions from an assumed "norm" that we are all aware of and taking for granted here, like being poor, living in a small town, living in non-USA locations, etc. all of us check some of these boxes, i had ancient technology way into the 21st century (as mentioned) and i just used it alongside the new stuff and still do. i ordered a new battery for my thinkpad t440p YESTERDAY. but it's not relevant except in the specifics of something like, would this character still own The Little Mermaid on VHS in 1999? or is it an anachronism if the story is set in that time? what are we spending from the Credibility Budget to make this creative decision. thats a random example, i havent seen that situation specifically in analog horror.

so if you or i personally did not experience these cultural beats as they happened, that's not a refutation of the boundaries of the aesthetic, it just means we're outliers. the majority of civilians in every era of fashion did not represent what the prevailing or desirable aesthetics of that era were. the flapper, the gibson girl, the mod, the beatnik, the hippie, etc. these are all archetypes that were in their times in the extreme minority, they just came to represent their times and places through the lens of history. at the times they were active, normal well-adjusted people were dressing and actiing much more conservatively and much less futuristically than the fashionable hellions. in 2001 people were NOT dressing like TLC in No Scrubs at high school. we all thought it was cool, and a tiny minority of us dressed like that at the goth club, but y2k as an aesthetic barely existed irl anywhere. it was extremely ephemeral.

my point in the first post is this person was using fully 1970s sci fi aesthetics to tell a story about 1999. and it didnt make any sense, which distracts the viewer from the story you're trying to tell, which means you can't tell your story, which makes your piece of art bad and careless.

to all the people repeating my line about "raised in isolation from your parents": youre not supposed to be isolated from your parents. thats not the ideal state of a child. if you dont have a relationship with your parents where you know at least generally what things were like when they were kids, it means you've never had those discussions with them, which we are supposed to. im not saying thats normal or obligatory, im saying the correct and ideal parent-child relationship involves familiarity, knowledge sharing, and most importantly an inquisitive exchange where you ask them questions and they teach you things. thats the entire point of having children. if they dont teach you things thats fucked up. it constitutes dysfunctional childrearing actually. if your parents suck or they were bad at childrearing or its better for your health if you dont speak to them or interact with them, thats not your fault and you dont need to defend yourself, im just saying it sucks that you dont have that resource in your life because we all fucking need it, badly. if gen z is, as a group, not close enough to their parents to have this kind of exchange, thats bad. in terms of their mental health and attachment. im not making a judgment im just writing here the stuff ive read about child development in books.

i dont have kids, i dont know how hard it is these days to exchange ideas and teach skills to your kids, but i question why anyone would have children for any other reason except bad reasons (obligation, couldnt get an abortion, cultural pressure, etc). and obviously i know LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of people whose parents never taught them shit and dont talk to them about anything that matters, its not unusual. GOOD parenting is whats unusual. it just seems like there is a lot MORE benign neglect at the moment than the amount of neglect, nbenign or otherwise, that i am used to seeing in the general population of parent-child relationships.

FOOTNOTES:

again, definitionally, i am not talking about you in specific, im addressing a Common Shared Cultural Experience that influences you personally whether or not You Personally or your family owned that copy of Jurassic Park in 1999 and your dad loved it so much it just wore out and ended up at Goodwill (did you know VHS tapes just physically wear out if you love them too much? like the velveteen rabbit?)

theeres just one footnote, i ran out of steam

made the mistake of taking a recommendation to watch an "analog horror" series again and ended up in the exact same pit of despair watching a story supposedly set in 1999 that features zoomer visuals of red wireframe CGI and brutalist fonts through a filter because they dont have a single person in their entire lives that remembers 9/11. i am begging you on my hands and knees

[munsonsduchess]

Masterlist:

💖 Fluff ❤️‍🔥 Smut 💔 Angst 🤍 Humour 🔥 The God and Goddess of Hellfire 🌙 Shadow of the Moon

Characters Featured: Eddie Munson, Tom(Make Up 2019), Bucky Barnes, Billy Russo & Dean Winchester

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Bucky Barnes:

Fight Me - Someone talks shit about your boyfriend so you take matters into your own hands 💖

U Mad Bro? - You took the last beer out of the fridge and now Bucky is mad ❤️‍🔥

Boyfriend of the Year - Aunt Flo has come to visit and you’re a wreck. Thankfully your boyfriend is on hand to make you feel better 💖

Lucky Charm -  Bucky’s band have been given the opportunity of a lifetime to open for a much larger band on their tour and he’s bringing his lucky charm along ❤️‍🔥

Confession - a phone call with your mom ends with a situation you never thought would happen between you and your roommate. 💖

Benefits - you and bucky are fwb and you’ve been together for a while now but that’s all about to change 💔 (if you squint) 💖

Good Idea // Bad Idea - bucky is tired of your bratty attitude and decides it’s time to do something about it. 💖

Rock of Ages - when a colleague calls in sick you end up covering her interview with one of the world’s biggest bands 💖

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Billy Russo:

Cinderella - A retelling of the classic fairy tale with Billy as the Prince 💖

Sleeping Beauty - A retelling of the classic fairy tale with Billy as the Prince 💖

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Dean Winchester:

Strange Love - something about motels and dean winchester is a lethal combination ❤️‍🔥

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Eddie Munson:

I Was Made for Loving You - eddie is restless and can’t sleep, you do not appreciate finding the bed empty 💖

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy -  you’ve had the worst day in work but lucky eddie is there to pick up the pieces 💖

Girls Got Rhythm - eddie fucks you in his van after a show ❤️‍🔥

For the Very First Time - hcs about eddie taking your v card 💖❤️‍🔥 (well implied anyway)

The God (and goddess) of Hellfire - at a high school dance dustin learns some shocking news about you and eddie 🤍💖❤️‍🔥 🔥(eddie's dirty mind counts)

Eat me Alive - domestic bliss with eddie is interrupted when an unexpected visitor comes calling 💖❤️‍🔥🔥

Love Bites - hcs for cuddling with eddie who can't get enough of how your tits look in his hellfire shirt 💖

Animal - nsfw headcanons about eddie's obsession with your tits ❤️‍🔥

Feels like Heaven - you’ve been feeling a little out of it lately so a girls trip to the mall is just the cure, right? 💖💔🔥

Hellion - you and eddie make a trip to the movies, then to the chief’s office 💖

Eruption - the kids find out about baby munson 💖🤍🔥

To Hell With the Devil - you end up being eddie's babysitter while you're hiding out at rick's place, the only problem is you cannot stand eddie munson 💖🤍

Always There for You - hcs for Eddie’s proposal in the God and Goddess of Hellfire series 💖🔥

Lost in the Shadows - eddie is still in the hospital after almost dying in the upside down, but there's something strange about his recovery 💔💖(if you squint)

Sweet Child O' Mine - Everyone comes to meet Baby Munson 💖🔥

Teenage Kicks - it's the 90s and you and Eddie both work in the local mall and have a friendly rivalry going 💖🤍

Summer Lovin' - a day at the pool turns into something else entirely for you and eddie 💖🤍❤️‍🔥🔥

Teenage Wasteland - Eddie’s band is about to hit it big and you want to be there for every moment 💖🤍

Calling All Monsters - Steve needs a favour and Eddie has just the car to do it 💖🤍🔥

Merry Christmas Everyone - It’s Christmas 1988 and you and Eddie have the best family around 💖🔥

Shadow of the Moon - you’re a young woman living on your own outside the village of Hawkins, who just so happens to be a witch and perhaps Eddie Munson’s only hope 🤍💔🌙 (chapter 2) (chapter 3) (chapter 4)

Nothing but a Good Time - your coworker has called out sick and needs you to cover her interview on your day off 💖

Sugar Rush - you’re chaperoning your little sisters graduation party but you only have eyes for eddie ❤️‍🔥🤍 (kind of at the end)

Three Men and a Baby - when you leave for the day and it's up to eddie, gareth and jeff to look after rose sometimes there's just no telling what kids will get up to 💖🔥

Radar Love - when you have some car trouble you run into the hottest mechanic in hawkins 💖🤍

Master of Puppets - you and eddie have a gig coming up that you've been looking forward to for months, the only problem is eddie's still injured 🔥🤍💖

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Tom (Make Up 2019):

Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire - a night out leads to meeting someone unexpected 💖🔥 (but like soft)

[tomtenadia]

Happy birthday Island Dreams

So, a year  ago exactly I embarked in a new adventure and decided to publish my first long Rowaelin. When I started I had no idea where this fic would take me. I only knew that it had to be in Scotland just to give me the excuse to write of a Scottish Rowan who spoke Gaelic. Little did I knew that it would be soon become my comfort fic. I imagine them all happy in Stornoway and the girls helping their father in the bookshop as they grow older with the excuse of some pocket money and Dalamar busy playing with the animals in their farm.

And I am back with a outtake to celebrate its birthday. As you remember Aelin and Rowan had promised to go back to Callanish after a year and a day to renew their vows.And they celebrate in a perfect Whitethorn-Galathynius fashion

Aelin had soon discovered that most of the times, with two one years old, she almost had no need of an alarm. She and Rowan would automatically get woken up by their two daughters.

Sleep had soon become a luxury that they could enjoy on the nights that Aelin’s mum would take the twins her to her place.

That morning though, she had woken up early by herself, her body buzzing with excitement. She rolled over, so that she could face her husband and was met by a set of green eyes staring at her.

“Why are you awake already?”

Aelin kissed him “happy one year and one day anniversary. Ready to marry me again?”

Rowan’s arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer “Happy anniversary, mo chridhe.” He kissed her tenderly “I am more than ready to marry you again.” His hand grabbed hers, twinning their fingers together.

Aelin snuggled closer to him and they enjoyed that moment of bliss until they heard the a soft pitter patter of feet coming their way. Morrigan and Freyja were awake and the moment gone.

Rowan rolled to the edge of the bed and saw the two girls with their arms extended, ready to be picked up. He grabbed Freyja and the girl squealed happily as her dad pulled her between the two adults. Morrigan just snuggled to him once on the bed. Freyja started babbling to her mother while she crawled in bed, while her sister was happy to just lie down near her dad and doze off a bit longer. They had soon discovered that Freyja had the same never ending energy of her mother.

The family stood in bed a little longer until Rowan announced that they could have breakfast. He grabbed Morrigan while Aelin took her twin and together they went to the kitchen, placed the girls in their high chairs and started feeding them. Something else they had learned was that their meals would have to wait. Their little two hellions had to be fed first. They had their priorities right.

*

It was later on in the morning when Aelin’s mum finally joined them. The ceremony was going to be later that morning and Evalin had promised to come early to allow them to get ready while she looked after her granddaughters. Maeve was coming too after breakfast rush hour was over at her cafe and she could leave it safely in the hands of another person. 

Lysandra and Aedion were the other two people who had been invited. Aelin and Rowan had wanted to keep it low profile. It was an important day for them but they felt there was no need for a full shindig like the real wedding. They would all go back to Callanish, renew their vows and go back to their place for a small party.

“Mum, you are early.”

Evalin walked to the kitchen and dropped a bag on the counter “I thought I would spoil my girls properly and give you and Rowan some time alone.”

Aelin hugged her mother “thank you.”

“I also made some food last night. Maeve said she was bringing a cake, but I prepared the rest.” She admitted while unpacking the bag, revealing containers full of food as if they were going to feed an army.

“Also, as a present, I am taking the girls tonight. You can have them back tomorrow after work, but tonight they are staying at their grandma’s.”

Aelin squealed. She loved her daughters madly but she selfishly needed some Rowan time.Something else that with infants had been quite the challenge.

“Go, get ready.”

“Lys is on her way, when she comes, could you send her upstairs?”

Twenty minutes later her friend burst in her bedroom “help has arrived.”

Lysandra looked as exhausted as she felt. She and Aedion had a wee one only few months old.

“Aedion has Aidan while he keeps company to your husband and I get a bit of peace.”

Aelin laughed “welcome to my world.”

“So, how do you feel?”

“For some reason, nervous,” she added while grabbing the bag with her dress. She was going to wear again the beautiful dress that she had used on her first wedding day.

Lys sat at her side on the bed and patted her thigh “you will calm down as soon as you’ll see Rowan in kilt.”

Aelin laughed “I am so glad my mum is taking the girls tonight. Rowan and I haven’t managed some us times in a while and this girl has needs.”

The two women laughed and Lysandra then started with the hair and the makeup as soon as Aelin had her dress on.

An hour later Aelin was finally ready. Rowan had gone already to Callanish with Aedion and his wee one. The ladies would follow after and meet the guys at the site.

Aelin climbed down the stairs and saw Evalin and her two girls. Their grandma had bought them a lovely pastel green dress for the occasion and they were adorable. Morrigan had two cute pigtails while Freyja had her the fringe of her short hair pinned to one side by a nice green clip. She knew that their rebel daughter would not last that clean and tidy for long, so she took a picture while it lasted.

“Mama.” They shouted as soon as they spotted her and ran for their mother, hugging her legs. Aelin crouched down “you look both lovely, my loves.”

The two grinned “mama breagha.” Rowan had started speaking Gaelic to the girls since a tender age and they were picking it up quickly especially because they had signed them up for a Gaelic nursery and then continue with Gaelic medium education in pre-school and primary. She had loved the idea and it meant a lot to Rowan to have them know his primary language. She had started to take some classes but as an adult it was getting harder, but Rowan was doing his best to teach her. Aelin loved that her house was a mix of the two languages and enjoyed listening to Rowan talk to them in Gaelic even if she could understand very little.

“You two are breagha too.” She kissed them both “shall we go and meet dad?”

The two girls shouted excited and they all got in the car.

At the site, Aelin went to thank once more the manager for allowing them to have the ceremony there. Her mum had joined Maeve with the twins and went to join the men while Lys had stayed behind with Aelin.

Lys kissed her cheek “I’ll se you at the top.” And the woman walked away along the main aisle and saw her friend stop near the small gathering and beside Aedion.

Aelin took a deep breath and then a step, then another until she was at the chamber. Her cloak flapping gently in the light breeze.

Rowan’s eyes were on her and she smiled at him. She stopped in front of him and Rowan took her hand and deposited a brief kiss. They turned to the officiant who was the same woman who had married them a year before.

“Welcome friends, family and wee ones.” And the girls giggled happily. Morrigan was standing quietly at her grandma’s side. Freyja was on all fours ready to crawl to them. Maeve had tried to pull her back but the girl was happy on the ground, so in the end she let her. Aelin knew that dress would not last clean very long.

“We are here today to witness Rowan and Aelin renew the promises they had shared a year and a day ago.” The woman motioned for everyone to hold hands and Freyja stood but instead of joining Evalin or Maeve she walked to her parents and lifted her hand in a motion to include her in their small circle. The officiant laughed and smiled at the little girl to let her know it was okay. She looked up at her parents and grinned happily.

“I believe you have some vows.”

They both nodded and Rowan went first “Aelin, mo chridhe, thank you for this year at my side. I hope it will be just the first one of a long life together.” He looked down at Freyja “of a life with the best gifts you could have given me. I love you, my fireheart, my queen, my everything.” He kissed her gently and Aelin sniffled.

“Rowan, my buzzard, my king, this year with you has been incredible. We had our ups and downs but with you at my side I knew we could face anything. I will be forever happy that I stepped into you bookshop, because it gave me all this.” And she nodded at their kids “and I would not change this for anything in the world. I love you.”

The officiant woman pulled out the two ribbons for the hand-fastening and Freyja started jumping as soon as she saw the coloured pieces of fabric.

Rowan laughed and then had an idea. He crouched down, grabbed Aelin’s hand then waved at Morrigan to join him. The girl walked to her father and gave him her hand. Freyja had already offered once more her hand to her dad. 

Rowan placed their tiny hands in between his and Aelin’s looked up at the officiant, asking her to bind them all together. He wanted the twins included too. They were part of it after all. Aelin lifted her skirt a bit and kneeled on the ground, while the free hand went on Morrigan’s back as Rowan did the same on Freyja’s.

“This must be the cutest wedding I have officiated. I love the idea of including your two girls.” Said the woman with a big smile, while she crouched down too “Aelin, Rowan may you treasure this special union,” the ribbon went around their four hands once “may you walk this path together with the same love and devotion you have shared so far” the ribbon was tied a second time “may your life be filled with laughter and joy and very few rainy days.” She twisted the ribbon around her hands one last time “and so the binding is made,” she pronounced while placing her hand on theirs to bless the union once more. 

Rowan leaned over to kiss Aelin but Freyja jumped in and kissed them both eliciting laughters from all the adults gathered around. Then Aelin pulled Morrigan closer and both parents stamped a kiss on her cheeks eliciting giggls from the small girl, while Freyja kept hugging her father in a tight grip.

“This was perfect,” she whispered to him as her forehead brushed his, never breaking the cocoon they had created with their daughters in the middle.

Once the hands were free once more they grabbed a daughter each and joined family and friends to share that joyful moment with them

***

Later on that night Aelin was getting changed in her night clothes when a set of hand landed on her hips and Rowan’s lips deposited sensual kisses on her neck.

“Today has been perfect,” she told him, turning in his embrace to face him “and having the girls…”

“We were complete. I am glad Freyja is a little terror that cannot be kept still. They belonged there.” A gentle kiss “you three are my everything.”

Aelin snuggled to his chest but his strong arms lifted her and carried his wife in bed “I am glad your mum has the girls,” he whispered against her neck, where he was now depositing soft kisses while Aelin’s hands twinned behind his neck to pull him closer “I missed this,” she added.

Rowan’s kiss sent her reeling “let me show you just how much I missed my gorgeous wife.”

And through the night Rowan showed her over and over how much he loved her, whispering his promises of his love until exhausted, Aelin fell asleep in his arms.

“Tha gaol agam ort gu brath.”

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[ofgildedgallows]

Oh Ren'Py

I wanted to learn how to properly use Ren'Py and Live2D so I've been making a little test VN project for myself. We'll see how it goes.

I'm going to be redesigning a lot of the UI and probably some parts of the character sprites, so here is a little screenshot dump for me to look back at later.

[sea-changed]

first third of 2022 in books

1. The Valancourt Book of Victorian Christmas Ghost Stories, Volume 4 [loved this, such an assortment of batshittery] 2. Fibershed: Growing a Movement of Farmers, Fashion Activists, and Makers for a New Textile Economy, Rebecca Burgess with Courtney White 3. A Marvellous Light, Freya Marske [I think I have already talked about this one with everyone already but. shockingly dull considering everything about it] 4. feeld, Jos Charles 5. The Sioux Chef's Indigenous Kitchen, Sean Sherman 6. The Hellion's Waltz, Olivia Waite [adored the first third of this and then it got boring and improbable] 7. Plucked: A History of Hair Removal, Rebecca M. Herzig [I’m still thinking about this one, huge recommendation] 8. Sudden Death, Álvaro Enrigue (trans. Natasha Wimmer) [amazing? this teetered on the edge of not working but I thought it fell to the right side nearly every time] 9. Tough Guy, Rachel Reid [she’s so good at this! it is not always my thing but she’s like an old-school rpf writer, so solid] 10. Death By Silver, Amy Griswold and Melissa Scott [reread. god these were even better than I remembered] 11. Death at the Dionysus Club, Amy Griswold and Melissa Scott [reread] 12. Betsy Was a Junior, Maud Hart Lovelace [not a reread! I never read the high school ones but they are so much fun] 13. Think of England, KJ Charles [reread. just imagine here a row of sparkle heart emojis] 14. Betsy and Joe, Maud Hart Lovelace 15. The People in the Trees, Hanya Yanagihara [would’ve likely never read this one if it wasn’t for @vermiculated​‘s recommendation but. totally enthralling and I think deeply effective at its conceit] 16. Ethan Frome, Edith Wharton [her finding the half-written letter is going to live in my mind forever, it turns out]

[mercurygray]

Hey Merc! In honor of the 20th anniversary of the LotR films, can I make a request that you should totally ignore if you aren't feeling it? Another part of your LotR girl gang AU(because I absolutely adore it)?

The Rohirrim were a thing apart.

Not the men - the men he could understand. Eomer's household spoke the same language as he, of sword and bridle and bow, though they did not think much of high stone walls and battlements, and he did not think much of cavalry charges, but it was all one and the same at the end of the day.

No, it was the women that confused him - for the women spoke of war also, and just as fluently as the men.

It was not the fashion in Gondor, for a woman to bear arms, or ride to war, and yet here was the Lady Eowyn and her serving women, all of them proficient on a horse or off it, who spoke of defense, and strategy, and seemed to fear nothing.

The gate had called for him when two women had tried to ride out alone just as the sun was beginning to set and the watch was ready to close the doors. "They won't hear of being delayed, sir."

He wished he'd saddled his horse, just so he could look her in the eye - staring up at this red-headed hellion from where she sat on her mount certainly wasn't helping his case.

"Captain. Your men will not let us pass."

"It's dangerous for a lady to be alone outside of the city gates at night."

"I am no lady," she said, just as quickly, "And I am not alone. Malle will ride with me. And what should I be afraid of? The dark?"

"Brigands and thieves are abroad."

"Your brigands would do well to fear me." She sniffed and made a small gesture to her sword, easy on her saddle. Whether she knew how to use it was a matter for another time. "I have seen worse things in my own country - and killed them, too."

Have you, now. "What business takes you out of the city at nightfall?" he said, evenly. "Cannot it not wait until daylight?"

"Malle's brother lies with the others on the plain. It is midsummer and the dead are out walking. We have brought cakes and ale for him." She stared, as if daring him to disagree with her, her mount dancing a little with impatience. "The Lady Eowyn is in the Hallows with your Lord Faramir, doing the same. Would you stop her, if she were riding out?"

"If she were with my lord, no, I would not." He knows the road better than you - and the dangers upon it. "You do not fear them? The dead?"

She smiled, and there was something like the shine of a blade in it, a grimness that said he'd do well to pay attention to her and heed what she said. "They will not harm us."

Just as she was saying so, the second woman arrived, her saddlebag bulging with what must have been her offering to the dead. The two women spoke quickly in Rohirric, the redhead's annoyance palpable. She would not be swayed - that much was evident. He sighed. "Unbar the gate," he said, finally, the suddenness surprising the men around him. But first - he grabbed for her horse's bridle, the animal making a sudden sound. "Your name, lady. In case I must tell the lady Eowyn where you are."

She sat up a little higher in her saddle, proud and almost unapproachable. "Sieglinde."

He repeated the name to himself, and nodded. "Toast him, from us," he added quickly. "Your friend's brother. Gondor remembers her debts - and the Tower Guard, too."

The second woman looked at him, surprised, and nodded, waiting a moment before the gate was fully opened before they galloped off into the approaching dark.

Sieglinde, and Malle. He'd have to remember the names - and tell the morning watch they were coming in.

"Now that's a woman," he heard Talbert say from behind him, voice rank with appreciation. "Think she'd teach me how to ride?"

Not likely, he thought to himself with a brief smile, if that's the way she just treated me. "Unless you've a mind to be a gelding after."

That set them laughing and he left them as they were, crowing at Talbert's misfortune. "Did you hear that? The captain just made a joke!"

[a-luran]

god I’m sorry but hhhhhh scoteng Tintin AU

Arthur, a scrappy young journalist with a run-down flat and a lot of grit (and a hellion of a cat that sticks staunchly by his side). Uncovering the secrets to a long-lost treasure and dragging along a has-been sailor—

Captain Campbell (a McDonald on his mother's side, talk about conflict) once a dashing figure, now resigned to his family's misfortune. Equal parts infuriated and begrudgingly admiring of the young man who turns his life upside down and forces him to face his demons head-on.

(A young man with his own demons, his own secrets. Who will brand himself an orphan but receives a stipend on top of his humble salary; just enough to keep a roof over his head. A young man who seems unusually private with himself for all his pride. Who is in some ways responsible for his affairs to the point of paranoia despite all of the personal risks he takes; Alasdair has never known him to have a sweetheart, does not know him to keep but a single childhood picture on an early education diploma that seems somewhat forged.

Alasdair is keenly observant; was sharp even when he was swimming three bottles in. He will know, but never ask. The staunchest ally Arthur never asked for.

But even that aside, it's precarious living paycheck-to-uncertain-paycheck. And Alasdair has inherited what is essentially a fortress thanks to him. It would only be right then, to open his home to him, away from scrutiny. A home with high ceilings, in every corner a mystery, and a stunning library besides. A lush garden and an out-of-tune piano, Alasdair's worse-for-wear fiddle resting on the side. No leaks in the bathroom and a kitchen neither of them knows how to use save for making tea.)

Consider too, for my endless delight: Francis in place of Bianca Castafiore. The most outrageously fashionable opera singer and nuisance in the continent.

[ri-ahhh]

Okay but hear me out: Grayson begging to come with you to take care of your baby siblings (like 2 and 4 years old) and he’s ON IT but then they get really out of hand and he’s like “I can see why birth control is a thing”

Listen I worked in a daycare for four years and I’m a firm believer that anyone wanting to have a kid needs to work that job for a week. Or like, forget the stupid baby dolls you take care of in high school, let a 15 yr old take care of 5 babies or 10 2 yr olds by themselves and see if they’ll have unprotected sex lol

You’re walking around your apartment, straightening up the place and removing anything potentially breakable or that might be a choking hazard in preparation for the day you promised to babysit your niece and nephew, when your phone buzzes in the back pocket of your jeans.

“Hello?” you answer, unplugging a stray phone charger from the wall socket by the couch and replacing it with one of the childproof plastic covers.

“Hey,” came Grayson’s voice on the other end of the line. “What time do you think you’ll head over?”

You pause in the middle of the room, confused momentarily, then smack your palm to your forehead. You had totally forgotten the plans you had made with your boyfriend to have a pool day at his house. 

“Shit. I’m sorry, Gray. I totally forgot, I told my brother like three weeks ago that I’d watch his kids for the day while he and his wife go house hunting.”

“Oh, damn,” he says, disappointed. His voice perks up when he speaks again, however. “I love kids, though! What if I came over and helped you out?”

You raise an eyebrow. “You want to spend your Saturday wrangling two toddlers? They’re little hellions, babe, to put it nicely.”

You can hear his grin through the phone. “Yeah. I wanna see you be an auntie.”

After a few seconds of hesitation, you relent. You’d be lying if you tried to say that you aren’t thinking about him being in dad mode for the day now, too. “Alright, but you don’t get to bail when shit hits the fan. Let me check that it’s cool with my brother.”

An hour later, you’ve got your just-turned-two niece Cami and her four year-old brother Cash sitting on your couch, entranced by Aquanauts playing on the TV, when Grayson knocks at the door. The kids’ heads jerk up, and your nephew looks at you questioningly, always excited for the opportunity to be a big boy and answer the door. You smile and nod, giving him permission to scramble off the couch with you following close behind.

You help him heave the door open, and he looks up at Grayson standing there, friendly smile fixed on his face when he sees your nephew. 

“Hey, little man! Can I come in?”

Cash nods with an excited smile of his own. You had already told him that your friend Grayson would be coming over to play with them. Outgoing and extroverted and a genuine people-person to no end, he had been as jittery and excited as if you had given him a spoonful of sugar ever since.

Grayson steps past the threshold of your apartment, and holds his fist out for Cash to bump. “I’m Grayson.”

You feel two little hands tug on your shirt, and you look down to see Cami reaching up to be held, curious about this new person but also cautious. You sweep her up and settle her on your hip, then nod at your nephew. “Gray, this is Cash. Tell him how old you are, bud.”

“Four!” he shouts, counting out the correct number of fingers before holding them up to Grayson. “I had a Spider-Man party! Do you like Spider-Man?”

“Dude, I love Spider-Man,” Grayson says exaggeratedly, giving Cash an enthusiastic high-five. He looks at Cami, who’s got her head resting on your shoulder as she watches this stranger interact with her brother. “And who’s this?”

“You gonna tell Grayson your name?” you ask Cami, knowing it’ll be hit or miss if she does or not. Much more of an introvert and also used to having an older silbling do everything for her, she isn’t quite as quick to warm up to people as her rambunctious brother. Sure enough, today is a no-go, but she still observes Grayson with big eyes and a fascinated little smile. 

Before you can answer your boyfriend, Cash speaks for her in that typical older-sibling fashion. “Her name is Campbell, but we call her Cami. Or Cam.”

“No way! My sister’s name is Cam, too!”

That’s all the small talk and mutual ground Cash needs to grab Grayson by the wrist and drag him into your living room to play with the pile of toys on the rug. He flashes you a grin as he passes, clearly impressed with himself that he’s already made such good friends with Cash.

You grin and roll your eyes, but follow them and sit with your back resting against the couch and Cami planted in your lap.

Admittedly, Grayson is a natural as he makes all the appropriate dinosaur and car crash noises and gladly accepts the Batman action figure instead of Spider-Man. He even coaxes Cami to take one of the animal figures, meeting her smile with a bright one of his own, glad to be making some headway now with the precious little girl in your arms.

Until Cash catches sight of the little plastic tiger now in Cami’s hands, and decides to ruin the moment completely.

“That’s mine, Cam!” he shouts, dropping Spider-Man and snatching the toy from her.

You know it’s coming, but Grayson is completely unprepared for the shrieking scream that Cami lets out as she clambers off your lap to take back the toy. Gray winces and looks at you in shock, but you’re just immediately going into ‘stop the fight’ mode.

“Cash, you weren’t even playing with that,” you reprimand, holding out your hand for him to reluctantly drop the toy into. You sit Cami on the rug next to him and make her look you in the eye. “Cami, use your words next time. What do you say when you want something?”

Her eyes light up when she sees the toy in your hand that she knows is about to belong to her once again. “P’ease!” she says, swiping her hand across her chest as well, leftover baby sign language engrained in her little brain.

You hand her the toy and make her say ‘thank you’ as well, then catch Grayson watching you in awe. “You handled that well,” he says.

You blush a little and shrug, crawling across the carpet now that the kids are happy and occupied so you can plant a soft kiss to his lips. “Hi,” you murmur, grinning against his mouth.

He chuckles and kisses you again, equally as chaste. “Hi.”

There are a couple more arguments that you have to stop, then they settle down for a bit while they eat a morning snack of banana slices and Cheerios. Cami definitely dumps her half-empty bowl on the floor to signify that she’s finished, and Cash accidentally spills his water everywhere after taking the lid off because ‘he’s not a baby.’ Grayson offers to clean it up while you take the kids to the bathroom to wipe Cami’s messy hands and face and to change Cash’s soaking wet clothes.

There’s a park nearby your apartment, so once everything is tidy again, the two of you round up the excited little balls of energy and head out the door. Both kids have easily become infatuated with Grayson, and as the four of you walk the sidewalk on your way to the park, he carries Cami on his hip while holding tightly on to Cash’s hand to stop him from chasing bugs into traffic. It’s an adorable image, to say the least, and makes your chest swell warmly.

You like watching him run around with Cash equally as much while you push Cami on the baby swings. Grayson is learning first-hand that even someone as in-shape as himself is no match for the energy of an excited four year-old. He chases Cash around the playground, flies him around like an airplane, and plays a game of tag before finally convincing him to come to the swings as well.

You laugh when he makes his way over, panting heavily. “Having fun?” you ask amusedly.

Grayson doesn’t answer, just takes his place behind the swing Cash chooses and catches his breath for a moment as he starts to push him.

“Just trying to figure out how my dad did this with me and E.”

Lunch and nap come next, which goes a little smoother than snack had. Grayson plays with them on the floor again while you cook, and you let him put out the squabbles himself until everything is ready. Cash only puts up a small fight when you lay them down in your bed. They’re both out in a matter of minutes, exhausted by the activities and excitement of their morning.

When you emerge back in the living room, you find Grayson slumped on the couch, staring at the TV that’s now playing Dora.

“Brushing up on your Spanish?” you ask, plopping down next to him and snuggling up to his side. “Or are you watching for the adventure?”

Grayson chuckles and wraps his arm around your shoulder so he can pull you closer to him, his voice gruff and tired. “You were right. Hellions, both of them. Cute, but insane.”

You tip your head up to kiss the underside of his jaw. “For what it’s worth, they loved you.”

“Really?” he asks, his voice lighting up with the smile you can’t see.

You nod against his chest, grinning as you think back on the day. “Absolutely. Cami never takes to strangers that fast, and you were able to keep up with Cash, which is a feat not many others can do.”

He’s quiet for a moment. “Kinda makes me scared to have kids now. It’s only been like five hours and I’m already exhausted.”

“You’re meant to be a dad Gray,” you assure him quietly, lifting your head and offering him a gentle smile. “If I didn’t already know that before, everything I saw today definitely made me think so. And no good thing comes easy, right? I think being a little tired is worth having one of those of your own, don’t you?”

“For sure,” he nods, cupping your cheek and dipping down to kiss you softly.

You hum into his mouth, needy for him now that you’ve got him all to yourself, and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down until you’ve got him sprawled our on top of you. You trace his lips with your tongue before slipping it between them, but at the first slide of it against his, Grayson pulls back.

“Is this okay, you know, with them...?” He nods down the hall to the closed door of your room.

You nod. “They’re heavy sleepers. We should probably keep it to over the clothes stuff just in case, though. And my brother will be here in an hour to get them, so we only have to wait until then.”

It’s enough to satisfy him, and Grayson ducks down again, ready to pick right back up, until he breaks away from your mouth once more.

“What?” you ask breathily, looking up at him with both confusion and frustration.

He reaches an arm behind you to grab the remote sitting on the arm of the couch. “I’m sorry, I just can’t make out while Dora is screaming at me to ‘vamonos.’”