#if you can use being human as an excuse for not being perfect you may as well fucking use it to use your human empathy

[jjmorelikeotp]

No I am so fucking tired of being the one considered dramatic when I communicate actions of other people that hurt me. What the fuck is wrong with those creatures? If you try the best to describe the problem to somebody who is a part of it, over and over again, and they don't give a fuck, then mayyybe you are also not part of the problem. They are.

I am so fucking enraged by how unhealed people behave because with the shit that I have been through, I STILL manage to work on myself to make sure I don't hurt people the way I have been hurt and heal my trauma. DAILY.

I gave up so many times yet I did not stop working on myself yet these people just actually keep the way they have been as awful children, just as an adult worse kind of version.

You know how they always say "it's how you respond to it!" AND I KNOW THAT BECAUSE I KNOW MY FEELINGS ARE MY OWN RESPONSIBILITY. I CAN REGULATE MY FEELINGS. SO WHY THE FUCK CAN'T THEY DO THAT? HOW DO YOU ALWAYS MANAGE TO STAY AN ASSHOLE AND AVOID GROWTH ANS SELF REFLECTION IN ANY WAY.

Just because I am the one responsible for my reaction doesn't give you the right to be a fucking asshole. I cannot believe that people are out there who actually want to do good and heal and grow, and then these maniacs appear just for what? Throw hate into the new soil? Damage the new self worth? Destroy the process? What the fuck is wrong with the world really

[pruneunfair]

Tropes in manhwa are awful yet people still defend them

I'm in a bad mood right now so what better way to release all that pent up anger by ranting on what can ruin a good story.

1: Slavery being inserted only for cheap plot and slaves being demonized as obsessive/greedy monsters for "not knowing their place"

Theres nothing wrong with wanting to insert slavery in your story AS LONG as it's not just cheap plot to make your MC look "better" by buying from a single to all of the slaves because let me tell you this: there is no such thing as a good slave owner, you cannot morally own another human being. A lot of manhwa like to have slavery be a part of their plot completely ignoring that just because the MC goes "wow this is terrible" doesn't make them a good person after they buy a slave.

Remarried empress does this with its villian Rashta by pushing the notion that she's being greedy for not wanting to stay in poverty so Navier won't suffer because apparently a slave wanting what the silver spoon mouthed nobles were born into is so terrible not to mention they justify slave owners and slavery in general as a punishment for criminals (neglecting the fact that children can be sold by their parents)

The villainess has fun again justifies a child slave being bought by the lead and he becomes an obsessive shouta love interest, fans continously justify by using the ancient lolicon excuse "he may look young but he's actually 99182823 years old!"

In divorcing my tyrant husband, Robelia buys 30 slaves and the only 2 that consistently show up have no other personality other then "we love you FL we will worship you till the end of time!"

There's a damn manhwa out there literally called the order of slave breeding and even when a story tries to do this correctly such as VADTD with Penelope being portrayed as a bad person for what she did to Eckles, fans have been so deluded by the idea that FL's buying slaves is "girlboss" that they think Eckles should be grateful to be Penelopes "pet"

2: ML's murdering innocent people after one guy hurts the FL

I already made a specific post about it before and I'll say it again: all this does is make your male lead/father figure look like a horrific monster. While you could say it's because its a medieval kingdom (objectively that is true that they would do this) manhwa and OI is the same place where despite in those times taking a mistress was considered normal they still view it as cheating and "how could you pick that slut when you have such a perfect wife!? 🤬" in most stories. So yes, modern morality is still inserted within these tropes. While I can get it's a way to show that the man in questions loves the FL so much he's willing to go to such lengths to protect her I think just mutilating the guy that actually did the sin would be enough because try imagining yourself as a faithful servant who was amazing at your job getting brutally slaughtered by the Emperor because your boss attacked his daughter or lover.

Into the light once again does this with Aishas dad murdering all the relatives and close friends of a count that tried to kill Ysis and Aisha, Aisha doesn't seem to care despite being in a situation where she was wrongfully executed in her past life.

Remarried empress does this too. After Navier is nearly killed by Krista's brother, Heinrey tortures and kills the dad and slaughters the servants of the zemensias. I can't remember if he also murdered the remaining family members but I wouldn't put it past him.

3: protagonist centered morality

Protagonist centered morality is the biggest indicator that a piece of media is dealing with a mary sue FL. Whatever the protagonist says is right is immediately morally correct. This is actually used to justify the last 2 examples with "it was for the FL!" Things like slavery, murder, workplace abuse, union busting, pedophilia, and being a POS to your loved ones are all justified if the protagonist finds a cheap way to justify it and you HAVE to agree with her because her backstory is very tragic 🥺. Protagonist centered morality also ruins the chance for good characters since the FL herself never has to grow as a person so she stays the same exact thing as she was just with more enablers and random characters will be treated as villains even if they aren't actually wrong about being suspicious of the Protagonist or calling out her behavior. It twists the narrative in such incomprehensible ways that you don't even know what your reading anymore. I can't even list all of the manhwas that do this given how many there actually are so I'll just list some that are at least self aware there Protagonist is awful/morally grey or isn't even a bad person but they still have flaws that can be pointed out

Villains are destined to die

My in laws are obsessed with me

Not sew wicked step mom

Depths of malice

The villainess turns the hourglass

Beware of the villainess.

4: villains being dumbed down to make the lead look smarter

This is unfortunately another common staple often used as a quick way to make the FL look smart and witty but is that really hard to look smarter when everyone else around you is an idiot? Not only does the FL not have to put in actual effort to best her enemies but you just start to pity the villain for basically being a punching bag. Dimwitted villains aren't always bad in fact they can be some of those most entertaining characters no matter much they lose but that only works when they are meant to be seen as a goofy character that your not supposed to take seriously. Villains that are written as extremely childish and stupid but your still supposed to treat them as serious antagonists on the other hand are just annoying since you wonder how the protagonist even got killed by them in the first life if they're so stupid.

Isabella de Mare while admitly having a good reason for being dumbed down (she's a teenager in the 2nd life so it's reasonable she wouldnt be as smart as her adult counterpart) is still a joke of a villainess who keeps flipping back and fourth from a snot nosed whiny brat to a mastermind only at convenient opportunities when the plot needs conflict.

Mielle from the villainess turns the hourglass was first portrayed as extremely conniving as she arranged for Arias downfall in the shadows but in the second life she fails at every scheme she has even though she has Emma and Isis to help her out.

Ragibach is a literal demon possessing the body of another woman with the goal of setting demons loose on the word to start another human vs demon war and she succeeded in that the first time, the devastation was all there so clearly she has to be a formidable antagonist right? Well no, she's another case of being dumbed down further and further so Keira can succeed and while they do understand some plot holes such as Ludwig not trusting her as much in the second life it doesn't change the drastic character change from evil genius to bumbling idiot.

In short: dumbing down your villains so your lead can look smarter is essentially going to give the equivalent of a hydrogen bomb vs a coughing baby.

5: feminine women being demonized as basic "other girls" sluts

Okay this one isn't nearly as terrible as the others on this list because we all love the good old "a demon makes itself look beautiful to deceive humans" kind of villain, in fact as you probably know by me by now, white lotuses are my favorite kinds of character and even in media outside of manhwa I always find myself drawn to angelic villains but it seems like this is less of that and more of "Oh those are all the other girls who just want a man to save them, look at how much better my badass rich boss babe is for working for herself while taking all of their men at the time 😎" in manhwa. As soon as a traditionally feminine girl shows up, comments are already calling her a two faced bitch and half the time protagonist is already skeptical of her. This is the opposite of what being a feminist really is, a real feminist wouldn't be putting down other women just because they dress with more pink with bows and skirts and while I do think for most manhwa this is unintentional I do wish that we could have more characters like Psyche, Helena, Athy, and Jennette that prove that being overly feminine doesn't make you a backpedal on feminism. This doesn't make the badass or sexy fl's bad either, it just means they can co-exist.

An angelic villain should be treated as evil for being a well calculated schemer, not because they have a light colored color scheme

6: toxic relationships being romanticized as good

You know for a large community that claims to be about girl code a good chunk sure likes to look the other way when it comes to toxic relationships as long as the abuser is "hot" and theres always the terrible excuse such as "he has trauma!" Or "he doesn't know how to show his love normally!" No just no we aren't doing that here. Cry or better yet beg has this problem with not only the narrative claiming that Matthias graping Layla is okay because she actually loves him and doesn't know it but a large part of the fanbase also defends it, the same goes with try begging, a manhwa written by Solche who also wrote cry or better yet beg and once again despite Leon being an abuser everyone's ready to justify his actions because he's just a soft little boy who ends up falling in love with Grace awww 😍 (what the hell?) Everyones all about not justifying abusers because they had a sad past until it's the "sexy" male leads with daddy issues.

7: maid slapping

This shit isn't asserting your dominance as a boss bitch it's just work place abuse. This trope has gotten so out of hand of being justified by narratives and readers that there is an entire webtoon called this isekai maid is forming a union that's all about criticizing twisted manhwa tropes that get brushed off with maid absuer being at the biggest one. It's funny because a lot of people complain that Isekai maid union villainizes the nobles too much but they never ask the same questions when a OI is demonizing maids as greedy and lazy in order to deserve a beating. This doesn't just stop at hands either it can escalate to threats of mutilation just to assert dominice which is absolutely sick. Most of the time these leads used to be office workers or terminally ill patients, they know how terrible it is to be treated like garbage by their superiors yet they continue to absue every maid who isn't getting on their knees for them. Most maids in real history would not mistreat a noble even if they were the most hated in the house and even if they did they'd be fired without a letter of recommendation so why can't the FL's just fire the rude maid if they care about dignity so much because I'm pretty sure getting violent with a maid isn't very dignified either.

8: disgusting age gaps

Very similar to #6 but in this case while the ML/FL isn't a cruel monster to their partner it doesn't change the fact that grooming and pedophilia is still a crime worthy of life in prison. You'd think "oh no way, this can't be justified can it?" You'd be wrong. Now I belong to house of Castillo thankfully has a larger fanbase of people who think that a relationship between a girl who got groomed by her knight is bad but in cases like into the light once again a lot of people like to say "Well Aisha is technically 28 so it's fine!" When it really isn't since Aisha is still mentally 14. Taming my ex husbands mad dog is another one that does this with Reinhardt grooming a 16 year old boy and its apparently meant to be "cute".

9: claiming a character as unattractive yet giving them a perfect body and appreance

I just think this is a major cop-out since there's time where they want to make a realistic story yet also wanting a fantasy fufilment. I don't think its a coincidence that the only woman in tears of a withered flower that yout supposed to support is a Victoria's secret model body type. Even though she's meant to be an overworked exhausted 33 year old woman being mocked for losing her beauty she sure as hell isn't drawn that way, the only other women around hae soo are all women with smaller boob's and in general more common body types that are either classed as stupid or jealous that Hae soo is so beautiful that all the attractive men want her

how about we don't pit all the women against each other for once? And let's especially not villainize other women because their jealous they could never be have large boob's and tiny arms+waist at the same time?

10: the commoner protagonist actually being a noble rich person all along

Look I know most of us had loved those "the hated child is the lost princess" GLMM but we need to drop it because it's kinda disappointing that the nobody who had to work their way to the top is actually a secret magical princess who had royal blood in them all along. While I did think the villainess turns the hourglass was a pretty decent read I was super disappointed finding out that Aria was of noble descent all along. I liked seeing a commoner protagonist for once and it really felt like it was critiquing the idea that all commoners and poor people who want nice things like the nobility are greedy animals. Something similar can also happen with certain saintess manhwas that decide to twist itself into "the villainess was the true saintess all along!" And I'm just sitting here thinking "well there goes the hope that you didn't need the super duper rare power to be a strong character"

I feel way better now after writing all this.

[diz-eaze]

please write more modern yandere scara please please please pretty please woth a cherry on top…IM BEGGING YOU i love this so much

; thank u for enabling me to rot over yandere scara nonnie <33 you've heard of cyberstalker scara and roomie scara, so now I'll present to you jealous scara in his most unserious way possible <3

; others; 3rd, 2nd, 1st.

; half serious half silly, not proofread, yandere, freak behavior, implicit afab (y/n) for this one bc of periods, slight nsfw, not proofread so there may be typos !!

some jealous scara thoughts !!

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your phone. literally what does this tiny, rectangular device have that he doesn't (everything)? never mind the fact that he also uses a phone because it's different, he uses his as an archive for everything related to you !! and what about you?? 🤨🤨 what's your excuse for being glued to your phone 24/7 doomscrolling through tiktok and ig reels, huh? sigh. what's the point of life if the huzz (you) don't even use your phone to cyberstalk him back :(. wdym you don't bug his phone to secretly place a tracking app to monitor where he is at all times, wdym you're not spying on the private conversations he has (he literally only talks to his mom). where's the passion, the romance? the dating pool is truly cooked - says scara, as he struggles to form a normal social connection with you without being borderline manic. for both your sake and his, put the phone down <3.

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your tampons/pads/menstual cups. he hates their existence. they are impeding in his life !! why are you using all these products, that cost money btw, when you can use his mouth instead :( he's being serious when he thinks that, like that is genuinely his mindset. in HIS perfect world of delusion, you'd never go outside during your periods and will instead use his mouth like a menstrual deposit while you do your pending work 😭😭. every month he begs to any deity above that you'll finally throw out your feminine products like god PLEASE let him have this (no one is listening to his prayers). please never trust him around your trashcan because he WILL dig that shit up like some fucking raccoon and suck the blood out of it like he's some modern day vampire. he doesn't even care if he gets sick from doing it :(

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your skin products like lotions or face serums. oh to be the toner that you apply to your face day and night, seeping deep into your pores and bringing your skin nutrition and hydration :((( curse this blasted mortal body of his !! why can't he be the one to do that for you !? and don't even get him started on body lotion that you lather into your skin after every shower... sigh. sigh. SIGHHHH. if he was your lotion, he'd moisturize you in record time, btw. at the very least, if he can't be the product himself then at least let him be the one to apply it on your body.

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of the food that enters your mouth. it makes him want to throw up and cry every time he eats with you and watches as the food enters your mouth and goes into your digestive system. he wants to be that so fucking bad it's downright ridiculous. he laughs and makes idle conversation with you outside, but underneath the table he's clenching his fists so hard it's undoubtedly starting to wound. it's fine, he tells himself, but in reality he's so so upset because he badly wants to be entrenched in your saliva and be put through your intestines, too :(. is that not romantic? and don't tell him otherwise.

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your clothes. he's like the wolf tearing his t-shirt meme whenever he thinks about you and encroaches on the fact that you wear clothes just like any other human being :0. he's dramatically slamming his gaming desk over in anger because grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr there are other species that get to be wrapped around your body for a good portion of the day :/ (ignoring the fact that it's literally just pieces of cloth?). he gets even angrier if you wear bras, too, because just let him be the one to hold up your breasts, please. it won't remove his jealousy, but it'll be enough to get him to function again.

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of whoever makes you laugh. like, haha !! nice one !! anyways, what's so funny? :// it wasn't even that good, lol. he'd downplay the other person's jokes SOOO BAD it's highkey pathetic of him. he tries to have this air of 'idgaf' and in his mind he's executing it amazingly but then you take a look at him being so pressed over a goddamn joke and that illusion just shatters completely. he stays up at night replaying the way you laughed at their joke over and over and over again. it's literally his sleep paralysis demon. he could be 58 years old and married to you but he'd still have nightmares about it. he's that bothered. and GOD FORBID you laugh at a meme because now he's deepdiving into a new career (becoming a meme account) and just hoping that he lands on your timeline and hopefully get a chuckle or a hehe out of you or else someone prevent him from pulling the trigger. don't worry diva, why laugh at tiktoks or tweets when you have a jester at your disposal? scara believes that the online world needs to be destroyed and to bring back medieval times because he has to be the only who makes you laugh ok.

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your video games. it's like those stereotypical gamer bf x normie gf relationship except he's not a normie nor is he a girl, but he still acts like a possessive toxic gf who gets insanely insecure over their s/o playing minecraft out of all things. think of the insane levels of jealousy he'll experience if you play games that require playing with other actual people btw. think of valorant, league, overwatch, etc. he'd actually fall to his knees in complete agony. he overhears someone on mic laugh at something you said one time, and when you get home from college classes he's already destroyed your built pc :). how about playing with only him next time, yeah?

modern au yandere scara gets jealous of your friends, especially if that friend has known you longer than he has. there's nothing that can compare to the sheer envy he holds for people who've known you for that long - the lotions, the video games, the clothes don't even hold a candle to this - because there's no greater bliss in his life than your existence and the act of knowing you intimately. and he likes to think that he's the best in that field. the number one researcher, even, so when he gets to know more about the people you surround yourself with and see some that have known you since childhood.... it leaves a heavy weight in his chest. his fingers uncontrollably itch. he gets his dreadful cloud of gloom over his head. it's not fair. he should've been the one to know you since preschool instead of your friend, right? ugh, if only he had the premonition to see into the future !! don't let him be alone with your friends because you'll end up experiencing friendship break-ups with no rhyme or reason 😭😭😭

[cyrki]

Hannibal x Reader

...who refuses to eat after finding out what animal the meat they're being served actually comes from.

CW: Force-feeding, captivity, slight (unintentional, can be seen platonically) Hannigram pairing

You haven't always been aware of it, but it eventually grew to be extremely obvious—Incredibly, eating had become a rather gruesome task. Just gazing at the food made your stomach churn and following each bite was a dreadful feeling of repulsion. The once innocent and innate act of eating exempt you from being a victim. Reversely, it made YOU the culprit, to a considerable extent.

—

You knew it.

Each swallowed mouthful was a new lump in your throat.

Hannibal Lecter was a rather cunning murderer; You were his, and apparently Will's, hapless little victim.

—

You couldn't quite comprehend the truth. To be fair, it was indigestible, both literally and metaphorically. Being held captive was one thing, but human flesh and organs existing to be the sole source of your intricate meals was just... bewildering.

"Y/N." Hannibal spoke, in his usual monotone tone of voice. He glanced at your almost untouched plate of food before averting his gaze back at you, in a slightly demanding manner.

"I cannot help but make note of your forbearance." He remarked, putting his carefully crafted metal fork down and intertwining his slender fingers together.

Truly, his statements were nothing more than politely-worded and conscientiously constructed commands. You knew him well enough to be able to recognise them with ease.

"I'm sorry." A mere apology was all you could utter before tentatively picking up your cutlery and eating.

—

Ever since that night, Hannibal has seemingly noticed the changes in your eating patterns. How you ate less and less, eyeing him guiltily, hoping he wouldn't say anything regarding the matter. Thankfully, you were rather... Obedient.

He couldn't, however, help but wonder what exactly gave rise to this peculiar behaviour. At first, he attributed it to unwellness. As displeased as it made him, he understood that being held captive can have quite the toll on one's mental well-being. Be that as it may, your otherwise passive and compliant attitude disproved his theory.

Perhaps it was your way of rebelling, almost slightly adorable. Almost.

Eventually, he figured it out—How absent-minded you were, under the ridiculous belief that he was unaware of the unquantifiable guilt that washed through you with each bite. Of course, he couldn't allow this unacceptable habit of yours to continue.

—

Friday, evening

Given the day, the manhunter invited Will over for dinner. Naturally, you were to be present at the table.

You barely touched the meat contents of your intricately cooked lunch. When inquired, you excused yourself with a rather simple and straightforward lie.

"I'm not in the mood for meat."

In that moment, you could swear Hannibal's lips curved upward to a knowing smile. Before you could even take a mental photograph, he adopted his characteristic stoic expression.

Something was off.

He was looking at you the way a hedonist seeks sensation.

The way a dog waits for a piece of meat.

The way a spider methodically and patiently ceases for the perfect moment to ambush its helpless prey.

Will was already sat at the dinner table when you came down from the attic. His eyes were full of disdain. Pity; Warning you of whatever was to come.

The two men were conversing, but you could barely make out what they were saying, due to their continuous use of indiscernible metaphors, as if they were codifying the contents of their dialogue.

The main dish; "Braised Roast" meat baked in clay with marrow, and lady apples on the side.

You inhaled deeply, grasping your shiny fork so hard your knuckles adopted a snow-white shade.

"What are we waiting for?" Hannibal smiled, his deep brown eyes initially landing on Will before eventually finding their way to you, where they lingered for a bit longer than they should've.

You felt an uncanny pressure watching both of them clear their plates. Each moment he stopped to chew he meticulously used to eye you.

"It's unfortunate you're not eating." The psychiatrist exclaimed, obviously referring to you and how your food remained unconsumed. You awkwardly chuckled - Approximately a billion excuses ought to travel to your lips, yet each and every single one got stuck in your throat.

"You know I cannot condone this behaviour any longer; It truly pains me to see you abstain from eating everything I cook." He berated you with plastered concerns. Will simply nodded, only looking at you from the corner of his eyes. Hannibal was now ogling at you and impatiently waiting. It was made clear that you expected to finish everything on your plate.

Yet you didn't. You just gawked at the contents in front of you intently, trembling.

"That's no good. I was hoping not to get my hands dirty tonight." Hannibal sighed as he got up from his seat. Your grasp on your chair only tightened, your brows knit together with uncertainty and untainted fear as he approached you.

His large hands abruptly grabbed both of your wrists before aggressively pinning them down on the wooden armrests of the chair you were sat on. You winced in pain for no longer than a second, at which he he unlocked his jaw to speak once more.

"Do not struggle. There is no need to make things harder than they already have presented themselves to be." He calmly requested as he applied more pressure before eyeballing Will, who consequently got up from his seat and placed his own colder hands right where Hannibal's previously were, just long enough for Hannibal to skillfully tie rope around all your limbs.

With both his hands now free, he could now do as he pleased. His left hand violently held your chin up, his perfectly round fingernail digging in your soft cheeks deep enough to leave a temporary mark, while his right picked up your fork.

He stabbed it in the meat, before bringing it centimeters away from your lips.

"Open up." He ordered. You stubbornly kept your mouth shut.

"...or don't." He painfully opened your teeth, forcing the food down your throat before making you chew and swallow. A horrifying sensation washed over you as you felt the food travel down to your previously empty stomach.

"There. It's not that bad, is it?" He smiled as he dug in the plate. Your eyes began to well up as he continued to force-feed you what was once a human-being.

About halfway through, you felt everything climbing back up your esophagus - However, gagging was seemingly not permitted. If anything, it encouraged him to continue.

And just when you thought it was coming to an end, when there was not a single crumb left, he excused himself only to bring back another plate just as full of tender meat.

Your stomach was very obnoxiously full by that point, and Hannibal was well accustomed to that. You were being reprimanded, after all. Punishments shall not lack the aspect of pain, or else they're not effective. All you could do was pathetically plead for him to stop between each excruciating mouthful that was forced down your throat, which he appeared to find rather irritable.

He left just enough space in between each bit to allow you to pitifully gasp for oxygen. You were long out of tears, but the pleading look in your eyes was more than enough to satiate Hannibal.

Your stomach grew to be rock-hard and bloated, as it excruciatingly pressed against your pants, the buttons of which were barely holding up against your full gut. Once you were finally done, Hannibal gently dragged his thumb against it, gingerly enough to soothe you yet firm enough to cause you pain. He unbuttoned the top button of your pants, giving you a very short-lived feeling of serenity.

"I forbid you from going to bed hungry ever again. Understood?" He instructed, untying the ropes that constrained you before placing a tender kiss on the top of your head.

[matt-murdockk]

Human 101: Dancing

pairing: rk800 connor x reader

words: 1.2 k

warnings: language, self-deprecating humour, lack of proofreading, fic from reader's pov, kissing

summary: human 101 (the sequel) with (y/n) and Connor, a crash course on the basics of humanity, brought to you by sumo as always and a very sleep-deprived writer (comedy, fluff)

additional context: reader has a rampant crush on Connor, as established in Short Circuit, and Human 101: Cooking, this is a direct sequel to human 101: cooking and could also be a spiritual successor to short ciruit;

a/n: back with some more <3 psps there is fluff

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As you may already know, I was on a mission to introduce my good friend (and unfortunately, nothing more) Connor to the finest parts of being human. We'd been through cooking, humor, banter (which he is insanely good at now, by the way), and music, so naturally, that brought us to dancing. Am I nervous? Pfffft. As if (yes, extremely).

"Hey (Y/n), why are we at this club?" he screamed over the throbbing music.

"We're going dancing!"

"(Y/n), this place is called Funky Junk in the Trunk."

"Your point being?"

"Are you sure this is the best course of action? Exposure to this decibel level for a prolonged period could cause temporary hearing loss."

"What? I can't hear you???"

Yeah, so we were already off to a rough start. For some reason, Funky Junk in the Trunk did not live up to its name. The music was loud, jarring, and honestly, annoying. I looked around to see the crowd emptying out of the dance floor bit by bit as the music got progressively worse. The only people still dancing were either drunk out of their minds or lost in the sauce.

Just as I was about to call it off and leave, I noticed Connor's face twist in a sly smile, like he'd planned something.

"What? What are you smiling about?"

"I, uh, I asked if the DJ takes requests. Heads up."

Just as he finished that sentence, he swiftly pulled me close by the small of my waist and held my hand as he led me to the dance floor, all while Sway by Michael Buble started to play through the speakers, which just so happened to be my favorite song at the moment.

"How did you kn-" I started, but Connor cut me off with a subtle, almost playful smirk.

"You mentioned it once," he said, his voice steady, even as he spun me effortlessly into the middle of the dance floor. "During one of our music discussions. I remember everything you tell me, (Y/n)."

Of course, he did. Excuse me while I explode into a billion pieces.

When he danced, he wasn't stiff or awkward like I’d been expecting- oh no. Connor moved with the kind of precision and fluidity that only he could pull off. Every step was in perfect rhythm with the music, every sway of his hips deliberate and smooth. It was unfair how good he was at this. No, like, he was literally perfect.

"Holy shit, how are you so good at this?"

He looked down at me, a faint teasing glimmer in his eyes. "You seem surprised. Did you think I wouldn't know how to dance?"

"Maybe a little!" I huffed, attempting to match his movements. "Seriously, how?"

"Dancing is just coordination and timing," he said casually, as if this wasn’t completely insane. "And I've studied. A lot."

I tripped slightly, and he caught me instantly, steadying me with a firm hand on my back. "Careful," he murmured, his voice low. "We can't have you falling for me now, can we?"

I gaped at him, my face burning. "Uh, ok, wow, did you just- Connor!"

His smirk grew, a little too self-satisfied. "Was that not an appropriate use of humor? I’ve been practicing."

"Well, let's just, dial it down. Some of us are weak at heart."

As the song continued, Connor twirled me around and pulled me close again, his hand never leaving my waist. I was acutely aware of how little space there was between us now, the warmth of his presence, the way his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach flip.

“Your face is warm. Elevated blood flow to your cheeks. Are you embarrassed, or is this just part of the human experience?”

"Wha- No, I’m not!" I started to protest, but his grin told me he wasn’t buying it.

"It’s a fascinating physiological response," he continued, leaning in slightly. "The dilation of blood vessels, the increase in temperature... I think it's cute," he said, nonchalantly like he was stating a very obvious fact.

My brain short-circuited. Completely. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to strangle him or melt into the floor. Maybe both? Both, yes, sounds perfect. I decided to just completely ignore that that happened, which he noticed too, obviously, duh.

“Avoidance. Another human trait.”

He dipped me suddenly, holding me there just a moment too long as he looked at me with that maddening smirk. I would have honestly preferred if he just shot me or strangled me with his bare hands.

"I- wh- I, uh," I stuttered, completely forgetting every single word of every language I have ever known. Nice going, (Y/n).

“Is that what you were going to say, or am I distracting you?”

"Connor, Oh my god."

"What?" he asked, incredulously, like he was unaware of what he was doing. That sly dog.

"What's gotten into you tonight, Jesus."

The tension between us was thick, and for a moment, all I could do was stare at him, trying to regain my composure. But Connor wasn't giving me a second to breathe. He pulled me back up, making sure I was steady before guiding me into another slow turn, all while keeping his face just a bit too close to mine.

"I just thought I’d take things to the next level," he said, his voice practically dripping with that trademark teasing tone of his. “After all, if I can master dancing in such a short amount of time, maybe there are other things I can learn about being human. Like…"

"Yeah, like what?"

"Like this."

He looked me in the eyes for a moment, as if to let me know that this was going exactly where I thought it was, and boy did it. He slowly leaned in, the distance between us closing almost imperceptibly as the music swelled all around us. His lips met mine in a delicate collision, but it felt like I had been set on fire.

My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel every nerve in my body awake, alive with heat I had no idea I was capable of feeling. His touch was nothing short of electrifying, and I could feel him pull me closer, his hands firm but gentle on my waist, holding me there like he never intended to let me go.

His lips moved in sync with mine, his hand still at my waist while the other cupped my cheek. The kiss deepened, and I stumbled back at the sudden intensity.

My thoughts scattered, and my body reacted before I even had time to think- my hands resting on his chest, just above his heart (well, heart-adjacent), feeling it race in sync with mine. We pulled apart just enough to break the kiss, but his eyes were still on me, now with something more warm behind them.

"You taste just like I imagined," he whispered, his voice rougher than usual, and there was a hint of amusement in his tone that told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. This man was driving me up the wall.

My heart was still pounding in my chest, and I couldn't help the grin that tugged at the corners of my lips. "You have some nerve, you know that?" I breathed out, trying to maintain some semblance of composure, but failing miserably.

He chuckled softly, his lips brushing against my ear as he replied, "You know what, (Y/n), I think we're doing okay with dancing. There's something else I'd like to learn now."

"Yeah, and what is that?"

"Relationships."

[cerisahh]

can i request tdlosk jealous headcanons ?

FOCUS ON ME !

summary ꒱ how would tdlosk characters react if they were jealous

characters included ꒱ saiki, saiko, teruhashi

notes ꒱ hi anon! you didn’t specify which characters you wanted so i just did three for now. i did scenarios in which the characters are jealous and how they would react in each situation rather than a headcanon format - i hope you enjoy it! i may do a part two to this if anyone has any other characters they would like to see ^_^

KUSUO SAIKI

saiki, despite being the powerful psychic he is, has limited experience in basic human emotions.

not that he can’t feel them of course, it’s just hard for him to recognise it sometimes. often he’ll believe a new, unfamiliar feeling is just another drawback of his psychic abilities.

he’s sitting in class during break, tuning out the droning of his self proclaimed friends that are insistent on surrounding him at every possible turn, when the familiar lilt of your laugh filters across his mind.

you two don’t share the same class, but the sound of your laugh isn’t uncommon when around him - even though he never intentionally makes any jokes - so he just brushes it off.

until he hears toritsuka’s voice intertwined with yours. you’re actually conversing with that degenerate? what on earth would possess you to do that?

he decides to focus in on you two. toritsuka seems to be trying to invite you to a cafe after school. it’s of little consequence to saiki, he knows you won’t entertain or indulge in any of toritsuka’s perverted fantasies.

imagine how he visibly tenses when he hears you agree. kaidou sees his face and asks him if he's alright, teruhashi asks him if he's feeling ill, and nendou asks him if he needs to go do a number two.

saiki doesn't offer anyone with a response or clarification as he exits the classroom, every step wondering why he did. maybe, no, it was definitely toritsuka's voice grating on his last nerve.

he decides against paying the classroom you two are in a visit, he'll just... take a trip to this cafe after school too. to ensure toritsuka stays respectful and doesn't go getting any bright ideas about you.

he’s certain the school day has gone by faster than usual as he makes his way outside of the gates. you and toritsuka are walking together a little ahead of him.

saiki doesn't bother with his invisibility since toritsuka would be able to see him regardless, he just keeps a reasonable distance from you two.

you on the other hand, blissfully unaware there's a presence following you and toritsuka, are having a blast. you were the first person to welcome toritsuka to PK academy, and since then you've become quite friendly with each other. although, this is the first time you've hung out together after school.

the cafe he suggested going to was actually one of your favourites. saiki knew that too, he was the one that introduced you to it.

your meet-up is going well. too well for saiki's taste. surely you must know toritsuka's true nature? saiki can hear his thoughts. currently he’s wondering how your lip gloss tastes. he’s truly despicable.

any idiot would know your favourite flavour of lip gloss is cherry.

what saiki does next, he would not call sabotage, but simply an effort to save you from toritsuka. using his telekinesis, he sends a wave of vertigo to the waitress coming over with your drinks so that it’ll spill on toritsuka.

in a turn of events too quick to see with his precognition, the waitress trips over her left foot instead of her right, spilling the drinks all over you instead.

while saiki looks on, horrified, toritsuka takes the opportunity to help you try and remove the stains using a napkin. to no avail, mind you. but it gave toritsuka a perfect opportunity to, well, admire you, let’s say.

saiki is lucky the coffee jelly he ordered hasn’t come yet, as he would’ve unconsciously blown up the glass.

you excuse yourself to try and fix yourself up in the washroom. saiki sits and glowers at an unsuspecting toritsuka for a moment before deciding he's finally had enough of him.

using telepathy, he transmits a message directly to toritsuka's mind; 'someone's messing with your porno mags'.

it's almost too easy. toritsuka's eyes practically boggle out of his head and he races out of the cafe, scribbling a hasty message out for you on a napkin with the broken tip of a crayon. good riddance.

it isn't hard to pick out your voice in the cafe, given it's only mildly crowded. you've failed to remove the stain from your shirt. and it landed all over your lap too! what a shame. you'd have to wash your uniform again tonight.

you exit the bathroom with an apology on the tip of your tongue for taking so long, but the only apology that materialises is the hastily written one toritsuka has left for you on the table.

oh, you think, what was really so important that he had to ditch not even halfway through? did he get embarrassed because i looked so messy? it wasn't my fault the waitress tripped!

correct. it was saiki's. speaking of saiki, was that pink hair in the corner of your eye him? oh! it is! you guys are pretty close, so saiki shouldn't mind if you crash his solo coffee jelly date, right?

saiki finds that he wouldn't mind one bit.

METORI SAIKO

you could count on one finger that amount of times saiko has been jealous of someone.

having as much money as he does, there’s no point in being jealous when he could just, literally buy whatever, or whoever he wanted.

i imagine the first time he feels jealousy when regarding you would be on your birthday. stay with me here.

from the moment you wake up to the evening, he's treated you to a multitude of very expensive activities. perhaps you two take a private helicopter tour over japan, or he surprises you with a meet and greet with your idol, i definitely see him spending hours in an exclusive boutique to get you an array of new outfits.

the point is, there's no limit to what he can get you. his wealth is unfathomable, and you're treated like a princess for the entire day.

he, of course, throws you a lavish party in the evening. friends, family, and famous people attend in equal proportions. soon enough, it's time for the gift opening.

a large majority of the party goers have departed as the hours have rolled on, only your close family and your closest friends remain now.

you open saiko's gifts first, a smorgasbord of one of a kind jewellery pieces, practically a new closet's worth of designer outfits, bags, shoes and accessories, and even an exotic pet you had mentioned briefly in passing.

your appreciation and affection for him is evident as you plant a kiss on his cheek, thanking him for your gifts and for the adventure filled day he planned out for you.

saiko waves it off, exclaiming 'only the best' would ever be enough for you.

you go through everyone else's gifts then, saiko has no doubt that his were the best gifts you had received all night. these plebians couldn't even dream of topping it. not that they even could, considering the price of everything he had bought was more than they would ever see in their lifetime.

you're opening up kuboyasu's gift eventually, who is rubbing his neck with an air of nervousness as he explains your gift - a colourful and funky pair of butterfly earrings.

saiko thinks they're the ugliest things on the planet. they're nothing compared to the jewellery he gifted you earlier. much too gaudy and cheap looking. they can't have cost much at all.

so why on earth are you squealing at them like they're the finest things you've ever seen? you instantly put them on and marvel at them in the mirror, thanking kuboyasu profusely for such a thoughtful gift.

kuboyasu explains that he saw them at a market stall and thought of you and your affinity for butterflies so he had to get them for your birthday.

oh please, saiko thinks, any fool would know she likes butterflies. i got her a pair of sapphire encrusted butterfly earrings too. so what's the big deal with four eyes' gift?

as to not ruin your birthday, saiko wisely keeps his mouth shut for the remainder of the gathering. it's only when everybody goes home later in the night does he say anything.

you're both sat in the centre of the grandeur when he asks you if he liked your birthday. you, of course, give him a resounding yes and chatter about your favourite parts of the day. but all saiko can think about is those damn butterflies that are still in your ears.

you notice him staring at them and touch them with your finger, "it was so thoughtful for kuboyasu to gift these to me, don't you think?"

saiko bristles at his name and harrumphs, "they're certainly an... acquired taste". he softens a little when he notices your expression. "i don't understand. you seemed to like his gift a lot more than you liked mine. were they not up to your standards?"

it takes a moment for you to understand what he's saying but when you do you almost sigh at him, "oh, metori. you silly silly man."

you assure him that you adored the gifts he gave you more than anything, who wouldn't? your outward reaction at kuboyasu's gift was due to the fact it was so unique and unexpected - with it being the first gift you'd received from one of your new friends, and the fact that you didn't even know that he knew you like butterflies, so it was a surprise getting that from him.

ah, he thinks, your reaction was more surprise than anything! his jealousy burns little brighter than a flame now, content with the revelation and the confirmation that you didn't like four eyes more than him. it was a ridiculous notion in the first place. nobody could compare to him.

although he does take it into consideration for your next birthday, he still goes all out with expensive gifts, but he takes more care into choosing some authentic, personal presents for you as well.

KOKOMI TERUHASHI

you're a childhood friend of hers, only recently having moved back to japan. to your luck, your parents secured a job relatively close to PK academy, so you get enrolled there.

teruhashi is so excited to see you again, it’s been a few years since your last meet-up, so she has lots of gossip to catch you up with.

you two walk to school together, filling each other in on various things that have happened in your lives since you saw each other last.

you notice pretty quickly that kokomi is still as popular as ever. even just on the way to school people have been gawking at the two of you - and at least three in the last two minutes have offered you a ride to school. one guy even offered to give you his car.

skilfully avoiding the adoring masses, you two end up at school early as you’d both planned, giving teruhashi ample time to show you around a little before classes start. you’re in her class of course, after a few strings had been pulled on her end.

it doesn’t take long before you get swarmed again, having barely seen any of your new school at all. boys, and even some girls of every year crowd the two of you, asking teruhashi how she is, what she thinks of the weather, if she needs anything - one boy even asks her if she wishes to be carried to class.

ah, nothing much has changed then.

until their attention switches to you after teruhashi introduces you to them. you bow politely to the crowd. best to make a good first impression with the people that are infatuated with your best friend. you’ll probably spend most of your time in this school seeing them anyway.

“woah, it makes sense that teruhashi would surround herself with someone just as attractive as her!”

“our goddess and her disciple!”

‘what a pain. another teruhashi to deal with.’

you feel a little overwhelmed with all the crowding but try and make the most of it by introducing yourself politely.

despite your outward peaceful expression, you’re internally freaking out with all the attention on you. sure, you were aware you were attractive to a point. but these kids can’t all be that obsessed with physical appearance can they?!

the answer is; yes they are. you’re suffocated by questions and compressed by a wall of bodies. where did you come from? why did you decide to come back to japan? how long have you been friends with teruhashi? do you want an escort to class?

it’s actually dizzying. you’ve a newfound respect for kokomi’s willpower - not only having the patience to deal with these people, but also having the willpower to not verbally assault them.

teruhashi has been trying to quell the excitement since it started to small avail. her perfect facade showing cracks as her practiced smiles twitch with every ounce of attention on you.

not that she hates other people having attention on them! well, maybe a little - but not you! you’re probably one of the only people she could stand to receive attention over her. but all she can think about is how they’re taking you away from her.

how dare they! she thinks, outwardly maintaining a perfectly polite demeanour. how dare these nobodies get in our way. sure, we’re gorgeous but that doesn’t give you the right to crowd us! and to top it off you’re making it so i can’t even finish catching up with them! what do you people know about them, huh? at this rate we won’t even get to class on time - i’m putting an end to this!

all teruhashi has to do is clear her throat and the entire corridor is silent, aside from a couple students who don’t care at all moving around the congregation that’s formed around the both of you.

“i’m sorry everyone, but we have to get going to class,” a chorus of sighs and aww’s fills the air, “thank you so much for giving my friend a PK welcome, everyone has been so accommodating! have a good day, everybody!”

her dismissal, soft but firm, causes the crowd to disperse. holy shit, it’s like she had these people under mind control. you were glad for it though, that wasn’t a great experience for you.

kokomi’s cheerful presence after the fact makes up for it though, and you barely notice that she’s walking closer with you than before.

your first day goes by with no more hiccups, you almost get a repeat of the crowd at the school gates but with a flowery goodbye from kokomi to the masses, you’re off without a hitch.

you stifle a grin as you leave the love drunk boys at the gates, “kokomi, you have that school wrapped around your little finger! i don’t know whether to be jealous or impressed!”

she pretends to be flustered and waves you off with a blush. you’ve barely brushed the surface of her influence and power.

[astrosky33]

𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐊𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏𝟔

CAPRICORN PLACEMENTS AND SATURN

Not only 10th house but also Capricorn placements can also tell about your jobs/careers based on the planet it’s in. You can also look to Saturn since it rules over working

Example 1: If you have Saturn in the 2nd/3rd house it can indicate being a singer. Ariana Grande is an example of this

CAPRICORN VENUS MEN

These men tend to value the person they’re dating more based on how much work they’ve put into getting you/into the relationship. If you want to win them over make them work for you and don’t spoil them let them spoil YOU. This helps the relationship in the long run whether they seem annoyed by it or not

YOUR MARS SIGN

Often people who have the same Sun, Moon, or Rising sign as your Mars will desire you a lot and have a crush on you - In my personal experience more people with my Mars sign have had a crush on me than people with my Venus sign

UNEVOLVED/UNDERDEVELOPED PLACEMENTS

People try and use “underdeveloped” or “unevolved” to make an excuse for not liking someone with a certain placement. There is no such thing as “unevolved placements” because there is no perfect human that is going to take on absolutely no challenging traits EVER from their placements. We will always take on both positive and challenging traits from our placements because we as humans constantly are making mistakes all the time

LIBRA MOONS

Libra moons are known for being so charming because they know how to emotionally connect with people in a way that attracts others to them. The Moon rules over emotional connections and Libra is ruled by Venus which rules over charm and attraction

PLACIDUS VS TROPICAL

People in my comments tend to confuse the difference between Astrology TYPES & Astrology SYSTEMS. Placidus and Whole Signs are SYSTEMS in Astrology. Tropical and Sidereal are TYPES of Astrology. You can use any kind of system you resonate with in either type of Astrology

SAGITTARIUS VENUS

These people tend to be overly optimistic in love (since sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter the planet of optimistic and Venus represents love). At worst they may be the type to stay with someone who treats them poorly because of this

Example: Billie Eilish stayed with her first boyfriend Brandon for a little under a year even when he treated her poorly and constantly blew her off

NEPTUNE IN THE 1ST/10TH HOUSE

People with these placements are always idealized by others. You will attract lots of people trying to mirror you and have many copycats when you have these placements

Neptune in 1H Examples: Marilyn Monroe, Ariana Grande, Megan Fox, Kim Kardashian, Kylie Jenner, Adriana Lima, Emma Chamberlain, etc.

Neptune in 10H Examples: Jesus Christ, Princess Diana, Naomi Campbell, Kendall Jenner, Gigi Hadid, etc.

𝗣𝗨𝗥𝗖𝗛���𝗦𝗘 𝗔 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚

𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 - 𝗦𝗨𝗕 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗬 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗢𝗡 - 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗨𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗟𝗦

© 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

[sadcupcake]

Mikaelson's Gilbert

Part 4

I’m sitting in my room thinking, why would the Mikaelson’s invite me to their ball? Why would anyone invite me to something that fancy? I mean no one ever even says hello to me let alone invites me to fancy parties. I’m sure it’s just some kind of scheme to get at my sister, either way I’m not going. I will not be a pawn in whatever this is, my sister may have two vampires to protect her but I do not. I’m on my own like I have been my whole life. I can’t help but remember the feeling of being in their home, the calmness I felt, the ease. I can’t help wanting to go back their to relive it, but what if something went wrong? What if Damon or Elena does something to piss off a couple of thousand year old vampires and I end up as collateral damage? No I can’t go, no matter how much I crave that feeling of security again I can’t afford the risks.

I’m about to walk to the Grill when I notice a package by the front door addressed to me, to be honest I’m surprised it’s still here Elena tends to open my packages for me and then if it’s something worth her while she claims no package ever showed. I pick it up and quickly take it to my room before she can see me with it and ask questions. Opening it I see a handwritten note sitting on top of soft fabric. 

“Love, I know that our reputation precedes us but I do wish you would join my brothers and I at the ball and save us a dance. If you decide not to come I understand but I found this dress and immediately thought of you, if you wear it to the ball or not I do hope it makes you feel as beautiful as you are in my eyes”

The note isn’t signed but it’s obviously from one of the Mikaelson brothers, I can’t help the blush I feel at the kind words written about me. I’ve never really seen myself as beautiful and I can’t truly believe that one of the Mikaelsons sees me that way after a thousand years of witnessing all the beautiful things this world has to offer. The dress however, that is beautiful. It’s perfect, it’s black and elegant while still managing to have a soft side to it, like it was made for a Queen, strong yet soft.

It’s a bit hard to still refuse to go when this dress is begging for an excuse to be worn. Still the very apparent risk to my life still lingers in the back of my head. I’m human and no one in the supernatural community in Mystic Falls has my back, like ever. I hide my new dress in the back of my closet hoping no one will see it and ask questions and slip the note in my pillowcase.

When I walk into the Grill I’m still thinking of the note. The handwriting was, for lack of a better word, pretty. I could only ever wish to have handwriting like that. I’m too lost in my own world to notice Damon in front of me and I run right into him.

“Watch it” he mutters while turning around not yet noticing it was me who had run into him.

“Of course it had to be you, my least favourite person. You know I’ve killed people for less” he says now looking into my eyes. The look in his eyes and the tone of his voice tells me he absolutely would have killed me by now if I weren’t Elena’s sister, hell if she gave him permission he’d do it right now.

Before I can reply Klaus of all people walks up to us. 

“Now now mate, that’s no way to talk to a lady. How about you apologise” he says to Damon before turning his attention to me. “Are you ok love?” He says almost softly now looking st me up and down like he’s checking for injuries, so he thinks Damon is capable of hurting me as well. Good to know I’m not alone in my concern.

“She needs to watch where she’s going”  “I’m fine” Damon and I say at the same time.

Before Klaus can say anything further to him Damon walks off to where Elena and Stefan are sitting. 

“Are you sure you’re fine love?” He says looking at me with an emotion I can’t quite decipher 

“Yes I’m fine, thank you for coming to my rescue” I say not sure what else I could have said but thank you without ending up dead.

“Anytime love, I mean it anyone bothers you let me know and I’ll handle it” He says while his hand twitches for a second like he wants to reach out to me. This whole interaction has me so confused. 

“So have you decided if you’re going to accept mine and my brother’s invitation?” he asks, looking hopefully. It’s honestly adorable, and that is the last thing I should think about this man who could kill me without even breaking a sweat.

“How can I say no when you just saved me from certain death?” I say, truly asking myself how I can say no now. As if the beautiful dress wasn’t enough this just makes it that much more difficult.

“I suppose I’ll see you Saturday then love, save me a dance. Please?” Klaus says and I think that is the most genuine I've ever heard someone sound when talking to me.

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@jakesullyswhore

[muzansfangs]

Heh... Gonna send a thirst here of course for my baby girl ge- Sukuna, I love sukuna, I know he's bad I know he's killed millions of people, but come on guys, he's just a girl, he's just a silly little girl that may or may not have traumatized millions if not billions, I can honestly picture sukuna being a person too man handle his Beloved a lot, like picking them up by the back of their shirt maybe throwing them over his shoulder when he's bored or just wants them around, also I can definitely see him sitting his beloved on his shoulder while fighting others, because he knows they won't get hurt, not when he's around, also I know damn well he has two (≧∇≦)/

Handling his girl.

Starring: Ryomen Sukuna x f!reader;

Format: drabble;

Warnings: nsfw, language, manhandling the partner, bruises, creampie, hint to double penetration, Sukuna has two cocks, kind of yandere behavior, red flag, slightly controlling tendecies, if you squint objectification;

Plot: Basically, this is Ryomen Sukuna dealing with the girl who sticks around with him.

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Sukuna. Ryomen Sukuna. Massive body, giant menace terrorizing every human being and curse existing, a brute, a man who often showed up at your door reassuring you that the dried blood on his skin was not his. Crimson bloodshot eyes capable to stay vivid in the memory of his victims, he terrorized everyone around him, probably even purposefully. However, not you. He had no interest to scare you away.

You piqued his curiosity, you could not leave his side.

There were very few selected people that had impressed him in his long life and you were certainly one of them. Congratulations, honey. Or, as sorcerers would say, ‘sincere condolences’. Your beauty whetted his appetites, without the shadow of a doubt, but what had always kept him around you was the fact you were, in terms of stature and weight, the equivalent of a small kitten to an elephant. No matter how tall and strong you were, you would have always looked small to his eyes.

If you expected him to be a knight in a shiny armor, hopping down from his white purebred, you were oh so wrong. The fact that he was, as a matter of fact, the person you were dating, did not mean he was going to reserve you a special treatment. Your head was still secured over your shoulders, of course, but he was born to yank you towards him roughly, to haul you over his shoudler whilst walking, or if you needed to distance yourself from a possible dangerous situation.

He did not want you to get hurt. A broken toy was not fun after all, was it?

He always came up with the perfect excuses to unceremoniously grip you by your hips and hoist you over his broad, tattooed shoulders.

“Your legs are too little to run for miles. You’d end up dead”.

Clinging onto him for dear life, feet kicking the air, you were often silenced by harsh spanks making you jolt forwards, stomach flexing as you recoiled like a hedgehog. How dare you being a pest? He was involved in the middle of a serious conversation with a man he was going to dismember. Woman, what exactly were you doing?

And what was that? Were you really trying to run away from him after a silly argument? If you did not change your mind and came back to him, apologetically hugging his knees, you were met with a leash and collar. He did not particularly like the idea of having you trail behind him like a lapdog. He was so used to have you sitting comfortably over his shoulder that he had startedd calling you his little ‘parakeet’.

All of his manhandling left bruises on you. He never apologized, after all he did not beat you up. Those were the effects of being simply gripped too harshly by his huge hands to tug you back against his chest… Or what came along by sexually satisfying the King of Curses.

Mindblowing sex that left you sore for, at least, a couple of days. Your muscles were on fire, you core enduring that dull pain that lingered over the area after rough sessions. The sadist man you were involved with loved having you ride him to exhaustion.

“Jump on it. Come on, take it all. I know you can. Yeah, look at this greedy pussy sucking me in, tsk. Be good and I’ll give you the second one too” he cooed, grasping your chin roughly as you struggled to move up and down his length.

And, when he told you he was going to give you the second one, you always left the room limping around. Wrecked, you were in a desperate need of a bath. Being folded in half, stuffed full, sticky, you knew your life was not easy. Still, you were probably the closest thing to a ‘friend’ and ‘girlfriend’ he had ever had.

This was how he handled you.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! Not a big fan of Sukuna, but I believe this little shit is kind of fun to write for! I hope you liked this small thirst. See you in the next ones! Likes, comments and reposts are greatly appreciated!💫

Luce

[yandere--stuck]

Is it possible to make a request headcanons for Yandere BTAS Oswald Cobblepot?(ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

🐧 Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot is, above all things, a man with impeccable taste. It's only natural that he'd set his sights on you. A vision of pure enchantment. Divinity in human form. A marble sculpture made flesh, allowing unworthy, mortal eyes to bask in your grace. As a collector of fine art, Oswald knew he had to have you. In a room full of art, he'd only desire to steal you.

☂️ Using the wealth, power, and connections he's accrued over his criminal career, Oswald is easily able to gain information on you. He sends out some of his underlings to keep watch over you, keep track of your routine, and relay any and all findings on you back to him. Such knowledge is key to the courtship process, after all. What kind of suitor would he be if he knew nothing of his lovebird?

🐧 Oswald will likely incorporate a mixture of both his and your interests into future thefts in an attempt to catch your eye. If you have a favorite artist, news coverage will suddenly report that The Penguin has also developed an interest in plundering their work. You may or may not find your favorite prices suddenly displayed in your home. When he finally reveals himself to you, he aims to spoil you even more. The finest of garments, quality cooking, luxury furnishings… In fact, why stay anywhere else but his manor? You deserve nothing but the best, the perfect home, and… Well, Oswald has so many, big empty rooms…

☂️ Oswald also makes sure to inform his fellow Rogues that you are completely off-limits with regards to any crimes they may commit, even if only incidentally. He wants you safe and sound, and will not allow you to fall victim to criminal activity because of the life he's chosen.

🐧 Oswald is able to convince himself that any of your refutations on the nature of your relationship can be waved away as shyness or insecurity on your part. As such, he wants nothing more than to reassure you that you deserve all the love he has to offer. And, with him being rather affectionate, he typically uses touch to prove this to you. Being a gentleman, Oswald loves bestowing kisses upon your hand or cheek when in public. He'll also whisper sweet nothings into your ear in hopes of making you flustered. In a more private environment, he's especially fond of cuddling, and may even try to preen you if he gets caught up in the moment.

☂️ He's semi-lucid in terms of his awareness that you may not return his feelings. It's a constant creeping feeling at the back of his mind left behind by Ms. Vreeland and her cohorts. However, Oswald is able to quell these concerns with the excuse that you only act so hesitant to be with him due to concerns with the law. It makes sense, doesn't it? You wouldn't want to appear complicit in any of Oswald's criminal activities lest you also be punished by Gotham's joke of a justice system. In fact, Oswald wouldn't have it any other way. The only thing that matters to him is your safety and happiness. But, he doesn't dare ask if it truly is the case. He doesn't want to ruin this for himself, just in case. He doesn't want to shatter the illusion. He just wants to be happy and to make you happy and for you to love him as much as he does you. Just let him have this, please.

[brainwashed-klarkstella]

I'm just gonna say it

Fuck AI and go fuck yourself if you're generating and posting fics with AI. Block me if you support this. You are a shitty human being if you think actively harming writers with AI-generated work for the sake of pushing out a low-quality AI fic is worth it.

You can write. Yes, you may be a crappy writer. We've all been crappy writers. No, being a crappy writer is not your excuse for pushing out AI slop. You can learn to write. You can improve through practice like the rest of us are doing! There are so many people out there that would be willing to give you tips and beta read for you, I promise.

Oh yeah, this includes those of you saying "AI wrote some parts and I wrote others!" and "AI helped me write this". This includes AI art and other AI-generated creative works. This includes those of you who don't generate AI works but still support them because you can't be bothered to care about the very real impact this has on creators.

I'll say it again: block me if you support this garbage. I don't care what your justification is because there is no justification for AI-generated creative works.

Also helpful tip: AO3 has a tag for this! It's "Created Using Generative AI" and it includes any fic with a tag mentioning that AI helped make it. You can use the exclude section of filtering so you (probably because tag wranglers are just humans and might not be perfect) never have to see AI-generated content on AO3

[savagewildnerness]

Let’s talk about truth, lies, morals and goodness in The Vampire Chronicles, especially with respect to Lestat and Louis.

OK, all of this is going to be off the top of my head, but chat around Lestat smacking Nicolas into a wall got me thinking on a topic that’s going to be a hot topic during season 3, particularly given the TV show IWTV so far has been all about “memory is the monster.”

First of all, I want to reiterate that Rolin has said that we’re done with that theme now.  However, I just know that whatever happens in S3, some things are going to be met with “Well I think/know Lestat is lying” in some corners.   And I am absolutely not saying Lestat always tells the truth.  Lestat himself says things such as that he only lies to those he loves and that he sometimes lies to himself. There are moments in the story where I don't believe Lestat (a controversial one being that I believe the book NOLA reunion is close to Louis' account and it is Lestat who denies it as his psyche cannot accept how Louis abandoned Lestat to what Louis thought was a mortal death here. I know many disagree with me. And as I see it, it is irrelevant to the TV show as for me the reasons Lestat has for denying this encounter do not exist on the TV show so it happened, Lestat won't deny it and we can be happy that the beauty of that scene in S2E8 is real with no needed debate.)

Anyway... the whole hitting Nicolas thing today indicates one area Lestat never lies about.  When Lestat has done something bad, he’s telling us.  He’s always telling us.  He’s never trying to hide it.  And depending on how much you like him or don’t, we as readers/listeners may or may not excuse different things he does, to different degrees.  And Lestat is 100% of the time asking us to do just that.  Because Lestat is deeply terrified he is evil.  He knows he has done evil things and bad things and that he has hurt not just strangers as his monster-self, but also humans and vampires he loves.  And so he shares when he hurts someone.  And in sharing, he is pleading with us “I did this.  Do you love me now?”  Lestat is never going to lie about that kind of thing, because he desperately needs literally any random stranger on the street to (ideally) say… “I see what you are, in fullness and I love you anyway.  You are worthy of love.  You can be good.”

Oooooh… I’m going to find Lestat’s own quote on the matter from The Vampire Lestat:  “By the time we left Italy I was playing dangerous little games with mortals. I'd see a man, or a woman -- a human being who looked perfect to me spiritually --  and I would follow the human about. Maybe for a week I'd do this, then a month, sometimes even longer than that. I'd fall in love with the being. I'd imagine friendship, conversation, intimacy that we could never have. In some magical and imaginary moment I would say: "But you see what I am," and this human being, in supreme spiritual understanding, would say: "Yes, I see. I understand." Nonsense, really. Very like the fairy tale where the princess gives her selfless love to the prince who is enchanted and he is himself again and the monster no more. Only in this dark fairy tale I would pass right into my mortal lover. We would become one being, and I would be flesh and blood again. Lovely idea, that.”

We, as ‘the reader’ literally would be unable to tell Lestat what he so desperately needs to hear if Lestat lied about or minimised the bad things he does or his negative actions.  He himself feels varying levels of guilt for different things.  But he tells us what he does that is bad. Obviously this was inspired by discussion of Lestat hitting Nicki. But he was provoked into that and while he describes that Nicolas can then take the moral high ground, just as he could with The Children of Darkness in that moment... because Nicki achieved what he wanted here... Lestat tells us way worse things he does than this: murder of the most innocent, rape of innocent humans, to his closest mortal friend... he runs the gamut and he tells us every thing he does. Which is not to minimise that Lestat does harm Nicolas. That is a thing that happened. Even though obviously vampires recover quickly from physical injury.

Lestat does lie though.  Lestat, the endurer was taught as a child that when he has big feelings, they are *too much*... Although he expresses his emotion readily, even by the person who loved him most of all, Gabrielle (who does validate some of Lestat's feelings and experience), he is taught - do not sit in your feelings. Especially do not dwell in existential feelings. Move away from enduring existential pain. Move into action.  Be practical.  Fight.  You are a fighter.  You will endure.  You are strong. 

And as such, Lestat lies when he feels utterly broken.  We see Lestat as an optimist so thoroughly, not because Lestat is internally 100% optimist, rather because he chooses to be an optimist.  Internally, Lestat is not as much an optimist as he appears to others.  We ought to know as we hear his existential crises all the time, from when he was a child. We know him from the inside out.  And so Lestat lies when he feels suicidal.  He minimises his own pain. He minimises psychological damage done unto him. 

Which is a distinction - Lestat does not minimise his emotion!  He’s happy to tell us he cries and of his joy and of the whole gamut of big and human expression.  But he minimises his pain. When he is psychologically damaged, it often isn’t even that he wants to lie.  It’s that he cannot allow that of himself and so he isn’t fully aware of it in himself. And Lestat does not minimise the physical or psychological pain he does unto others. He is well aware of it. And we don't need to deny that he does cause others pain as well, as of course he does. To love is to harm as well as to heal. Show me the person who has never hurt someone they loved (emotionally/psychologically. I don't mean physically) and I'll show you a true liar....!

I just want to put these thoughts out there.  Because when we get into season 3, I want it to be very clear exactly when and why Lestat might not tell the full truth. (Obviously with the concession that TV Lestat is his own being, but I feel like surely he'll retain his core self???)

Things are very different for Louis.  There’s a similarity, as Louis too is deeply terrified of not being good.  But unlike Lestat who presents every aspect of himself and says “Here is all I am.  See me.  Can you still love me?” Louis is so afraid of what he might be that he’s scared to look deeply inside himself in case he were to look inside himself and find true horror he could not cope with.  Of course Louis has been brought up with religion in a way where he believes that were he to look inside himself and find terrible enough things, God and he himself would know and Louis himself then would be unable to endure.  Louis doesn’t need that external validation.  He knows himself.

Because Louis is afraid to look deeply within himself, he is also afraid to look deeply within others.  Which is an interesting dichotomy as of course Louis is naturally empathetic and sensitive and thoughtful.  But for example in the book IWTV he makes a lot of assumptions about Lestat without thinking about Lestat’s internal experience at all.  And he’s happy to make those assumptions as if fact as he cannot bear to delve deeply and understand himself, let alone Lestat.  Louis needs to be good just as Lestat does, but Louis imposes external moral rules upon himself so he doesn’t have to think more deeply about who he is and can just feel good if he follows his rules (much like his religion imposes its rules.). This means that when we hear things that aren’t entirely true from Louis, they often seem more like lies.  But they’re never intentional lies.  And they’re often not even misremembering - they’re simply Louis afraid to look at the all of himself.  And happily, Louis has a beautiful soul, and so once he has been able to accept himself (and Louis is aware on some level of this aspect in himself by the time he gives his first interview; aware of his fears of acknowledging all of himself - so his journey has begun even then) he is deeply empathetic and can offer this to Lestat.

And happily, at the end of S2, Louis has reached this place of accepting and understanding himself. Which is much happier than the books, where it takes him longer to truly get there.

We can look at many other characters too - some who lie to themselves; some who fail to understand aspects of themselves; some who are literally incapable of a lie, sometimes to their own detriment or destruction, so it is absolutely not always a good thing.  Some who cannot know their self fully.  All who are damaged in some way.

I don’t know where I’m going with this now.  But I guess I just wanted to open a conversation about truth and lies and goodness and evil…?

I hope this may spark some more articulate thoughts in someone else…?

And obviously, all only just as I see things/my truth.

And I guess I'm also saying that how we recount events depends on our experience of them, yes. But humans lose much to memory in a way vampires do not. For good and for bad. To not remember everything protects us, as mortals. So is it any surprise that immortals, with vampiric-level memory, as all other senses, in order to endure eternity have to not look too deeply in some areas. Or else they simply couldn't go on...

OK, shut up me! But I am curious to hear anyone's thoughts here..???

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Sebek Zigvolt - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Sebek: That pedestal there is a reproduction from the King of Beasts' bedchamber, and that teacup yonder is ceramic wear with a Queen of Hearts motif.

Sebek: Heheh… That's right, my preparatory research is completely perfect. With this, there shall be no opportunity for me to embarrass myself due to a lack of artistic knowledge.

Sebek: There is no way I can allow myself to appear unsightly now that I've been appointed a supporter of the Land of Dawning National Museum of Art.

???: Hm? What's with this green light in the middle of the painting…? Oh, it's just a bonfire flame.

???: Those fairies look like they're having a blast partyin' like that, I wonder if something good happened.

Sebek: How dare you claim them to be "partying." This is a painting depicting the Thorn Fairy's men extolling her grand exploits!

Ace: Ack, Sebek… Looks like I got caught by an annoying one. So what, you're tellin' me this painting's got something to do with the Thorn Fairy?

Sebek: Exactly. It is often said that these men were as proud of the Thorn Fairy's achievements as if it were their own, and would express their joy with their whole body and soul.

Sebek: Anyone should be able to infer how magnificent the Thorn Fairy was just from witnessing these men's unwavering loyalty.

Ace: Uh-huh, okay. Kinda just looks to me like they're just partyin', maybe masking it as a celebration for the Thorn Fairy.

Sebek: Don't you dare liken them to superficial humans like yourself. Each one of those fae that appear in this tale are all diligent folk.

Sebek: Back in my hometown there are many stories of the Thorn Fairy and other fae passed down for generations. We even have special functions held to emulate their greatness.

Ace: Sure. Can't see those functions as being anything other than boring, though, if it's attended by lame, "diligent" faes～

Sebek: Heh, curious, are you? One such event that has been around for a long while now is a dress color changing competition. Whosoever is able to magically dye the dress to the color closest to the provided example is the victor.

Ace: Ugh, that pisses me off that it's actually kinda cool-soundin'…

Ace: But I guess the whole having to use magic for it just shows it really is an event in the fae-rich lands of Briar Valley.

Sebek: …In my youth, my elder brother and sister took me to witness one such competition and I was struck with amazement.

Sebek: I was completely taken in by everyone's astounding magical prowess to turn a dress vivid blue or pink in the blink of an eye…

Sebek: I remember how excited I was to learn magic as soon as possible so I may also take part in this contest.

Ace: Guess even you have adorable moments. So, what place in the competition did you get once your long-awaited magic finally manifested?

Sebek: Don't be absurd. Color changing magic is a course of study that human mages only learn in their courses at an arcane academy.

Sebek: This was merely something I found enchanting as a mere child. Obviously I would not take part in such a contest now.

Ace: You suuure? Sounds pretty fun to me. Oh hey, then how about you and me have our own little contest with color changing magic back at my dorm sometime.

Sebek: Why would I set foot in Heartslabyul…? Wait.

Sebek: Surely I am mistaken, but… Were you intending on shoving your rose-dying tasks onto my shoulders?

Ace: No way, I wasn't saying that at all! C'mon, don't you think it'd be a great little competition to have with a fellow freshman?

Sebek: Your excuses will not work on me! I know for a fact that you constantly complain over having to paint the roses.

Sebek: The only contest I had any interest in attempting was the dress color changing competition in Briary Valley. Do the tasks assigned to you on your own!

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Ace: Oh hey, I know this one. It's a painting of a girl and some talking flowers.

Sebek: According to the legends, the flowers native to the country the Queen of Hearts' presided over had the ability to speak.

Sebek: Who would have thought that the flowers cultivated there would be able to speak or sing as such. I'm sure it was disturbingly loud in the Queen's country.

Ace: Sure, probably. But hey, probably a lot less loud than your voice can get.

Sebek: …Perhaps if you were to cease your own impudent retorts, I wouldn't have a need to raise my voice.

Ace: Reeeaaally, you think? 'Cause to me it feels like you're always angry about something.

Sebek: Of course not. I simply find the uncouth antics of you humans to be utterly aggravating.

Sebek: I know there is a time and place for everything. I myself would never do something as rude as to throw a damper on enthusiastic festivities.

Sebek: In fact, I attended a performance at a live music club just the other day and I did not chide the audience for their overjoyed shouting one bit.

Ace: …Eh. What did you just say? YOU WENT TO SEE A LIVE MUSIC PERFORMANCE!!!???

Sebek: Why would you react as such?

Ace: I mean, come on, didn't strike you as someone who'd go to something like that. So, like, what was the live show you went to go see?

Sebek: My latest venture brought me to attend a small show that showcased a collaboration between bands that primarily performed heavy metal music.

Sebek: This was all due to Lilia-sama, who imparted on me that this was the best way to train my imagination, and that listening to live music is an important part of life.

Ace: Aaah, that makes sense now. But hey, do you even listen to heavy metal?

Ace: I mean sure, you can kinda get into it once you're at the concert even if you don't know the songs, but if you don't even like that kinda stuff in the first place, ain't it tough to actually take in?

Sebek: "Get into it once you're at the concert"? Don't liken me to someone like you. Of course I went to the show after doing my due diligence in research.

Sebek: If I were to attend the show without a full understand of what I am to partake in, it would be an absolute disservice to Lilia-sama's recommendation.

Sebek: I studied everything from the exact times the music club opened their doors and how the audience would be filed into the venue, to the established rules on refreshments, to the proper cheering behavior utilized by the crowd near the front of the house…

Sebek: I believe it is called a "mosh pit." Prior to attending the performance, I made sure to carve into my body and soul the different techniques and proper etiquette as well.

Sebek: On that day, I purport that I banged my head back and forth much harder than anyone else there, shouting and cheering alongside them.

Ace: Don't think I've ever heard of someone practicing to mosh before. But I guess it sounds like you had a pretty fun time, though.

Sebek: Indeed. Although, I did run into slight trouble.

Ace: Huh, what kind of trouble? Cause some mischief, did ya?

Sebek: Absolutely not! I'm not sure if they lost their footing during the show or what, but the performer fell forward towards the audience.

Sebek: I immediately caught the performer and returned them to the stage. After that, the show continued smoothly until the end.

Ace: PFFT! You seriously returned the performer to the stage!?

Sebek: Obviously. I could not allow this concert that Lilia-sama had recommended to me be cancelled merely because the performer had become injured!

Ace: Bwahahaha! Looks like all that prepping you went through didn't help at all. All they wanted to do was stage dive, too.

Sebek: A stage dive…? Hold on now, don't tell me that was part of the performance!?

Sebek: I suppose the performer did look rather stunned when I returned them to the stage… Ghurk, what a blunder…!

Ace: Oh man, that's so hilarious. Wish I was there to see it. Hey, let's hit up a show together next time.

Sebek: SHUT IT! WHO WOULD EVER GO ANYWHERE WITH YOU!?

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Sebek: This is a painting of the hyenas who served the King of Beasts, I see. Their countenance depicts an atmosphere overflowing with trust from their liege and confidence in their own abilities.

Ace: Yeah? To me it just looks like they're up to something.

Sebek: Isn't that due to your own wily tendencies?

Sebek: I have seen you multiple times in locations outside the gymnasium during what should be basketball club hours.

Ace: Hey, it's not like I'm slacking off or anything. C'mon, I'm a freshman, right? Sometimes I get saddled with odd jobs from the upperclassmen.

Ace: But, man… Sometimes I do want to skip morning lessons on cold days. Hey, aren't there times you don't want to get out of bed when it's way too cold out, too?

Sebek: It's true that back home it has happened that I couldn't get out of bed in the morning. However, that was not because I wished to skip my training!

Ace: W-Woah, really? I thought you woulda hit me back with another "Don't liken me to you!" or something.

Sebek: I could not help it. I was thoroughly chilled to the bone that morning. It was so cold that there were numerous icicles dangling from our roof, as well.

Sebek: I did not even wish to fathom the temperature outside, but… I somehow forced myself out of bed to begin my morning training.

Sebek: Perhaps it was due to not having slept well, but I could feel my eyelids start to droop. So I decided then to attempt to wake myself up further with the bitter taste of coffee.

Sebek: I swallowed down the strong black coffee and believed myself ready to go. But that was the last thing I remembered.

Sebek: I ended up falling back asleep on the couch and when I finally woke up, it was past noon… An absolute blunder. This is a blot that I will carry with me forever.

Ace: Hey now, that's pretty normal, c'mon. Pretty steep to say you'll carry that forever.

Sebek: No, you are just weak-willed. I, however, strived through trials and tribulations to overcome the bitter cold of mornings and finally found "that" thing.

Ace: What're you acting so pompous about now?

Sebek: Heh, of course you'd be curious. I suppose I can tell you. The thing I am talking about is… A HOT WATER BOTTLE!

Ace: A hot water bottle…? You're seriously using a hot water bottle? Even in this day and age when we have air conditioners and heaters!?

Sebek: Do you seriously not understand? That thing is a fantastic item that warms your entire body without fear of causing a fire or desiccation.

Sebek: Cold winter nights not only diminishes my ability to fall asleep, but also affects the quality of sleep I am able to get. In turn, that makes it difficult to rise from bed…

Sebek: However, a simple hot water bottle prepared at bedtime can warm my body and lull me to sleep even in the coldest winters!

Sebek: The temperature can even be easily adjusted by wrapping it in a towel, or adding water to the bottle. A very convenient item.

Ace: Huh, interesting. I mean, sure, it might not use electricity, but I'm surprised you're using a "human" item.

Sebek: I received this hot water bottle from my father. Back when he had just arrived in Briar Valley, it apparently was very useful in keeping him warm even without magic.

Ace: Oh, so it's a hand-me-down, huh. And here I thought I'd get to hear another hilarious story or something～

Ace: Since it sounds like there ain't gonna be a punchline anymore, I think I'll go check out the shop. Byeee―

Sebek: YOU ASKED THE QUESTION, HEAR ME OUT UNTIL THE END! Good grief, I can't stand that human. …Hm?

Sebek: This is… A painting depicting a the human chattering along with animals. I've read this story in a book my grandfather gifted me.

Sebek: This young lady speaks of her dreams to these critters… Does she truly believe that her wish will come true without any effort on her part? What a lazy creature.

Requested by Anonymous.

[chiibinomonodamon]

WHO WANTS TO HEAR ME RAMBLE ABOUT GAY FURRY DEMON SEX? XD

(damn, there's a sentence I never thought I'd say....)

Okay...so I see some Stolitz confusion and bashing online and I need to type up a defense here because I won't be able to sleep otherwise lol

I consider myself to be a Ship Critic and someone who takes shipping rather seriously.

What I mean by this is, I like to analyze and break down romantic relationships between fictional characters because it's just interesting to write for me. I especially take delight in friendly debating with opinions that I strongly do *not* agree with.

Let me start off by saying I am NOT a "this ship is awesome because gay furry sex lol" type of girl.

FAR from it. I'm generally more passionate about hetero ships between human characters (because I can relate to them more) among other reasons. So if you wanna dismiss my defense as "shallow fangirlism", you can forget about that lame excuse.

I fell in love with Hazbin Hotel when it was finally released in February and suffered waiting for each new two-parts per week. During that time, I decided to watch Helluva Boss as well, after a friend showed me a particularly soul-crushing clip (Moxxie's childhood trauma about his mother).

Yes, I like funny sex jokes as much as the next goofy adult but scenes like this, scenes that carry a very heavy emotional weight are what really get me in the end, even moreso when VERY little dialogue is exchanged. I knew I had to watch the entire episode run after seeing that the creators had a talent for this.

I saw people asking:

"How did Stolas go from using Blitz as a sex toy to being painfully in love with him?"

Oh I can tell you. I can tell you the EXACT moment this is revealed. But it's not spoon-fed to you; it's quite subtle actually and this is why lots of people miss it.

See, one of the strongest talents Vivenne has shown me is that she REALLY knows how to get her characters to communicate their feelings to the viewers JUST from their expressions and body language. These can be 'blink-and-miss-it' teeny little scenes and it may require a couple rewatches.

But since people demand time stamps for all information others post here, I'll rewatch a few scenes from S1 E7 'Ozzie's' as I'm typing this.

'Ozzie's' remains to be not just my favorite episode of HB...but probably my favorite episode of any adult-targeted animated show outside of Japan (aside from S2 E7's Mid-Season Special)

It has this huge reveal for both Blitzo and Stolas.

We'll first address Blitzo's irrational, stalkerish behavior of Moxxie and Millie.

He's obsessed with them. He finds both of them very attractive, fantasizes about threesomes with them and is constantly inserting himself into their personal lives.

Why?

Because they have everything that he badly badly wants for himself.

They have the perfect marriage and he is trying to live THROUGH them.

This was hilarious to me at the beginnning of the show but it's slowly revealed that it's one of the most tragic and depressing things I've ever seen. And it's scarily realistic too.

But you know this already so let's move on...

Blitzo follows the couple to Ozzie's but he can't get in without a date. So he calls up Stolas and yes, this is very low but he doesn't realize how much this means to Stolas (hell, I'm not sure even Stolas realizes it himself!) but the owl man is giddy with joy, he rushes over and they enter Ozzie's.

When Ozzie and Fizz mock Moxxie for being so sappy towards his wife, this strikes a chord with Blitzo (because they're his IDEAL relationship) and he speaks up to defend them.

NOW PAY CLOSE ATTENTION; THIS IS THE IMPORTANT PART:

Fizz, still holding onto his past grudge turns on Blitzo to humilate him:

"Some nerve you got commenting on a relationship"

Time Stamp: 11:37

As Fizz says "-ship", Blitzo VERY QUICKLY makes eye contact with Stolas who has a look of panic on his face. Blitzo is seeking VALIDATION from Stolas in this sharp, subtle second of screentime, as if to ask

"Well, ARE we in one?"

And then what happens next...Stolas remains silent, Blitzo's ex joins in to announce how selfish Blitzo was in bed with her, tearing him down further. Stolas stands up like he's going to put a stop to it but then Ozzie notices him and interrogates him about sleeping with Blitzo.

Blitzo looks incredibly ashamed and guilty as Stolas blushes with similar feelings...and hides his face behind his menu; HIS BIGGEST MISTAKE IN THE SERIES SO FAR.

Time Stamp: 12:24

The look on Blitzo's face as he grits his teeth and darts his eyes away basically says

"Yeah, I should have known...boy am I an idiot for trusting him to stand up for me".

(look how SHOCKED he is...wow, this hurts fr ;_;)

This is a silent betrayal on Stolas's part. Afterall, his reputation is on the line, so if he were to defend Blitzo, it confirms they are in fact, dating. He chose his pride over Blitzo and Blitzo is crushed by this betrayal.

Moxxie finishes his song and kisses his wife tenderly. Stolas watches this and also wants to have an affectionate moment with Blitzo (who is rightfully glaring daggers at him) and tries to reach for his hand.

Blitzo rejects his touch and suggests they leave. As they do, Blitzo still looks furious and hurt. Stolas is now realizing how badly he screwed up with a "What have I done?" face (13:41)

He even looks disappointed with himself.

After Blitzo drops Stolas off, he thanks him and tries to smooth over the awkwardness with sweet talk but Blitzo just rolls his eyes in disgust and pulls on his face like "I don't want to hear this bullshit".

He responds coldly and curtly, "Yeah." Stolas makes more suggestions to spend time with him, which just makes him even angrier and he snaps

"I'm not fucking you tonight, okay!

I'm really just..." (14:28)

he pauses to wipe a tear because at this point he can barely hold it together (top notch voice acting and animation directing btw)

"...not in the mood, Stolas."

Stolas still tries to talk him into doing couple things unrelated to sex.

Blitzo's face switches back to anger and frustration because Stolas isn't getting the message so he goes for the blunt tactic;

"Stolas, don't act like what we have is anything but YOU wanting ME to fuck you, okay?"

(14:42)

"You make that really clear all the time."

(again his voice sounds like he's about to break down)

"But I-I just can't do it tonight, okay?"

(Finally meets his eye)

"...I'm sorry."

I believe this is code for "I'm sorry we're even in this situation and how your reputation got damaged. " Or, more painfully, "I'm sorry I'm such an embarrassment to you".

Stolas replies "Okay" and takes a deep breath to compose himself. They say goodnight and depart.

An important note here is that Stolas calls him "Blitzo" instead of "Blitzy" to show more respect.

As Blitzo zooms away coldly, Stolas looks up at the sky with tears in his eyes, surprised at how much it hurts.

He then sits down with his head in his hands in anguish...because he's getting that

"Oh...no. These feelings are real" epiphany.

And as if this wasn't enough angst, Blitzo collapses onto his couch at home, goes through the memories on his phone and starts sobbing.

I'm going to be real with you; this is the most heart-breaking shit I have ever seen in an adult show of this type. It's also the first time a show of this type got me to cry.

The last six minutes have revealed so much information without spoonfeeding it to the audience because the show RESPECTS its audience.

To recap:

*Blitzo takes Stolas on a first official date to use him

*Stolas is extremely happy about it

*Blitzo gets humilated and looks to Stolas for validation

*Stolas betrays him and breaks his heart

*Blitzo snaps that their relationship is nothing more than lust-driven sex

*Stolas realizes he's actually in love with Blitzo and it's a huge problem because (he believes) that it's unrequited.

*Blitzo breaks down because the ONE person whom he thought would protect him didn't do so.

So these two are convinced that neither one loves the other...while the irony is, it's quite the opposite.

Because if Blitzo REALLY didn't feel anything towards Stolas, he would not have gotten this emotional.

Yes, they are both lonely...but I really don't think that's all there is between them.

So..........we know WHEN they started falling...now the question is why;

I think the answer's quite simple; single-target affection.

It was mentioned in S2 that Stolas and Stella did sleep together ONE TIME...but Stolas didn't enjoy it at all. He is stuck with a wife who hates him so much that she put a HIT on him...and a daughter who thinks he's a loser. Blitzo is pretty much the one person in his life who is able to make him happy. That one small, bright spot. He enjoys the sex with him but he also simply enjoys his company, as shown in Ozzie's episode. He is thrilled to simply talk to him about his day...and do anything else that couples do. They're complete opposites. Stolas is an intellectual but naive and sheltered. Blitzo is poorly educated but cynical and street-smart. Opposites attract...though this is likely more from Stolas's POV than Blitzo's.

In other words, Stolas is into bad boys xD lmao

In Blitzo's case, Stolas is the only character who shows him physical affection which he desperately craves. He's pretty tsundere about it most of the time...but I think he actually does enjoy that attention...especially when he's always getting disrespected by Moxxie and Loona..and quite a lot of people around him. BUT he's too scared to get serious with anyone because of past trauma and he also believes that no one could possibly love him as a person. :(

Reasons I Think This Love is Real

Aside from what I pointed out in the Ozzie's episode...there's quite a lot of evidence, esp from Stolas's POV.

After he realizes he's in love, he goes to Asomodeous for an ALTERNATIVE method for Blitzo to use so they will no longer sleep together. He wants to set Blitzo free. Which means he DOES truly love him because love is about being generous to the other person. He COULD be totally selfish about it but he isn't.

Asomodeous mentions how against love potions he is and Stolas agrees. He thinks that's out of the question.

'Look My Way' music video. Lol I don't have to say anything more.

In S2 E6 OOPS

This exchange at 16:57

Fizz: Seems your taste has gotten more 'regal', lately?

Blitz: Yeah, well unlike you, I fuck who I want WHEN I want. I'm not gonna be tied down to some big blue-blood asshole.

Fizz: You coulda fooled me the way Prince was cozying up to you at Ozzie's.

Blitz (gets very defensive) HEY! Stolas only cares about have a rugged peasant raw-dog him into his mattress, okay!

It's nothing...(gets hesistant and looks away)...you know...

(Fizz gives him a 'bitch please' look xD)

"it's nothing else."

Fizz: Then why were you even there?

Blitz: OTHER very important reasons of course.

Fizz: Whatever. I don't actually care.

Blitz: Stolas is just a loud, thirsty BITCH!

(Fizz is rolling his eyes again)

Blitz: He loves feeling the thrill of getting dicked by the lower class.

It's a novelty to him.

Fizz: LITERALLY just said I don't care!

Blitz: And then he'll call me and try to see how my day was!

And he'll pretend to care about me and comment on my photos laugh at my jokes...

Fizz: (Smirking) OH! That's definitely your clue right there that it's all bullshit!

Blitz: I KNOW, RIGHT??

Fizz: (Making a 'What in idiot' expression, shaking his head)

Blitz: HE'S JUST A FAKE, PRIVELEDGED ASSHOLE...

Fizz: Sounds like you just hate him for being a prince!

No one (laughs) and I mean NO ONE pretends to care that much just for a cheap lay.

All right. IF ANYONE knows what real love is like, it's Fizzaroli...who is in a very HEALTHY relationship with Asomodeous. He recognizes the signs because he's IN that place. He sees it...and he's annoyed that Blitzo keeps denying it and brushing it off...yet clearly can NOT stop talking about Stolas (amusing irony)

To sum up (this freaking essay lol) 'Stolitz' ABSOLUTELY has the potential to be pure and true...these two just need to communicate...or Stolas has to PROVE to Blitzo that he's serious about his feelings in another way.

There is no doubt that this ship is 100% endgame and is a case of the 'Earn Your Happy Ending' Trope. I look forward to the rest of the journey. Ron is putting my feelings about Stolitz in a perfect phrase:

[marlynnofmany]

Fun and Dangers with Hovercycles

When the spaceship is grounded for a mechanical checkup that most of the crew helps with, but your knowledge of alien tech is limited to “That button means go, right?” then there’s not much to do. I’d been stuck with cleaning duty on other similar overhauls, which was fair enough. But it sucked. So I was delighted today to find that Mur was giving the hovercycle a once-over in the cargo bay, and didn’t mind letting me help.

“Is it hard to ride?” I asked while he shone a flashlight into the fuel tank, standing on the tips of his tentacles to get a good look. “I’ve never actually gotten to.”

“I wouldn’t say so,” he replied. “The balancing function is top-notch, and the brakes are reliable.”

Paint sorted through the toolbox, organizing wrenches and whatever. “It’s a little high off the ground for my taste.” She craned her lizardy neck to look up at me. “But that may not bother you.”

“Probably not,” I said with a smile. “Can I try it? There’s never been a good chance before. It’s always in storage unless we need it for some rush delivery on the far side of a space station.”

Mur sighed and clicked off the light. “Yeah, and that’s usually my job these days. Mimi is a great rider, but he’s usually busy, and Coals is respectable but doesn’t like to…”

“I don’t like to either!” Paint exclaimed, holding a scaly hand to her chest. “He always has a better excuse!”

“Why don’t you like to?” I asked.

“Too fast, dangerous.” Paint shook her head. “I don’t like the pressure of urgent deliveries when a minor distraction could leave me and the package smeared across the scenery.”

“Okay, fair,” I said.

“It’s not that dangerous,” Mur said. “It won’t tip over, and the brakes have an impact sensor.”

“It feels that dangerous!” Paint insisted, lashing her tail and looking away.

I said, “I guess you can’t really drive slower without being late, huh?”

“Oh, some deliveries have plenty of time. But it’s still too high off the ground.”

“Can I try?” I asked again. “It really doesn’t sound that scary to me.”

“Sure, why not.” Mur tightened the fuel cap and consulted the checklist. “We’re almost done here.”

The rest of the checklist was quick. I helped by holding things and occasionally reaching with my long human arms, while Paint was in charge of the toolbox and unscrewing things with her claws.

“Annnd done!” Mur said as he finished the checklist with a flourish. “Let’s take it outside where you won’t crash into a wall.”

“I thought you said there were impact sensors for that,” I reminded him as he clambered into the seat.

“Eh, they’re not perfect.”

Paint hit the controls for the bay door, toolbox already set aside, and I followed as the hovercycle whirred quietly out onto the alien landing pad.

I reflected that this really was an ideal place to practice riding. Only a couple other ships were parked at the moment, some distance away, and the settlement was set far enough back that people wouldn’t be bothered by the noise and whatnot of landing spaceships. Everything else around us was dry, rolling ground, with hills in the distance and not so much as a cactus to dodge around.

“You twist this to go forward,” Mur said. “Turn it the other way for backward, or just a little to slow down. It’s pretty intuitive once you’re moving.”

“Just don’t twist it too far!” Paint said. “It can go really fast!”

“Right, I’ll be careful,” I said. “Do I steer by leaning or turning the handlebars?”

Mur gave me a few more pointers on the basics, with Paint adding cautionary tips, and soon enough they let me get on. It wasn’t really human-shaped like an Earth bike, but it was close.

“Okay, so I’ll just aim to go over that way, then circle back,” I said. “This way for forward, this way for backward?”

“Right,” Mur said, tentacle-walking up onto the ramp.

“Start gently!” Paint said as she scampered up beside him.

“Got it.” The motor was already on and burbling away, so I held on tight and gave the throttle a minuscule twist. The bike scooted forward.

With Mur and Paint offering encouragement behind me, I eased it out across the smooth ground with no trouble, giving a couple experimental leans to get a feel for the auto-balancing mechanism. It really was good. Then I sped up a little, and was honestly impressed with the stabilizing gyros or whatever. Even on sharp turns, I didn’t feel like I was in danger of being thrown off or skidding out of control, which was pretty great. I still had a traumatizing memory of bike-riding as a kid and running over a tin can that slid out from under me. But there would be no scraped-up arms today! This hoverbike knew what it was doing. I gave it some proper speed.

I zoomed over a couple low hills, laughing at the change in pitch while the hover engines adjusted to catching air. I spun in tight circles and a gradual curve, leaving a faint trail of dust behind me where the wind of my passing had kicked it up.

Then I got a look back at my coworkers on the ship’s ramp, and they were waving their hands urgently. I straightened out and looked around in alarm; was some local beastie or natural disaster right behind me?

Nope. Not unless it was invisible. Which I wasn’t ruling out.

I powered back toward the ship, worried now, and braked to a stop that felt pretty darn perfect for my first time out.

“ARE YOU OKAY?” Paint yelled, rushing over.

“Yeah, why?” I looked behind myself again.

“Wait, you weren’t out of control?” Mur demanded. “You were going that fast on purpose?”

“Uh, yeah? Should I not have?” I took in their worried faces. “It felt pretty safe. You’re right about the balance; that’s great.”

“WHAT?” Paint exclaimed while Mur laughed. “Why would you go that fast on purpose?”

“It’s fun?” I asked, shrugging. “I really didn’t think it was that big a deal. Do neither of you like going fast ever? I mean I can understand not wanting to worry about getting an urgent delivery there on time, but what about casual joyriding?”

The way Paint was sputtering for an answer and Mur wasn’t even trying to come up with one told me I’d stumbled into another unexpected bit of culture clash.

Paint finally settled on, “No, that is terrifying!”

Mur straightened up from where he’d collapsed into a puddle of tentacles and helpless laughter. “I’ve been doing all the time-crunch bike deliveries because I can hold on best! You’re doing the next one.”

“Okay,” I said, smiling a bit myself. “You know I thought you were trying to tell me there was something chasing me, right?”

Paint covered her eyes. “I can’t believe you flew over that big hill deliberately.”

“Oh, that was great!” I said. “I want to do that again. Can I?”

Paint spun to walk back up the ramp. “Have fun! I’ll tell whoever’s in the cockpit not to call for bandages unless you ask.”

Mur told her, “You should probably tell the captain about the roster change too.”

“On it!”

“Thanks,” I said. When Mur waved me forward, I zoomed back out into the desert for more joyriding. It really was fun. I made sure not to do anything reckless like standing up during a jump, as much as I wanted to. The crew in the cockpit was probably worried enough already.

I looked forward to the next urgent delivery, though.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

[thequietkid-moonie]

Celebrating S/O's birthday

[ HEADCANONS ] [ 9S, Tamaki, Marin, Link ]

[ NieR Automata ] [ Ouran High School Host Club ] [ My Dress-Up Darling ] [ Skyword Sword ]

This a special birthday gift for my special cutie friend <3333 it was make with love, Sugar, flowers and ton of flowers! Hope you like it my cutie V-chan!!!

9S

Something like birthday isn't really common for the androids, they are made just to serve the purpose of YoRHa, they are just instructed with all the aknowledge they need to fullfil the role they recived, nothing more nothing less

Even so that have never stoped 9S from being curious about the humanity, so having a human partner is a win win situation for him, always willing to heard all the stories you are willing to share with him about humans

Thats how he ended up knowing about birthdays, he may already know a little bit but with your help he will finally be able to understand the full concept and even getting to know how common is for humans to celebrate it, and he actually love it! 9S thinks that celebrating a birthday is a way to show a person how much you are happy to know them since you are celebrating that they were born in the first place

9S loves learning anything but learning about birthdays is more special for him, and he totally think that it would be amazing to be able to celebrate your birthday with you (he may don't say it out loud for feeling a little bit shy, and if he does he most likely get all flustered and will try to come up with a excuse but not denying that he wants to do it)

9S will ask you all he can until his heart is content about how it is a birthday celebration, paying close attention to everything you say and making some mental notes about what he has and wants to do to celebrate your birthday (and he tries to keep it as a secret, he want it to be a surprise for you, even if at the end isn't a surprise party since he will probably ask for your help, he still want to make a surprise what he is planning to do, so he won't say anything about it until he has enough things prepare), he tries to be discreet and covering up his questions as his usual curiousity

One thing that 9S will do is ask your help to recreate a calendar like the one humans used to use just to be able to mark your birthday and others festivities you tell him about (if you decide to add one day as his birthday too 9S will be quite flattered, taking a moment to just be embarrassed but excited before shyly agreeding)

Even in the conditions the world are on 9S does his hardest to find things that could be of use for a birthday party, asking indirect help the the androids of the resistance camp and his other friends (just because this is something he wants to share with you and you alone, at least the first time, maybe later you can celebrate your birthday with everyone else), he is so focused on trying to make a good party for you that 2B is also helping him because of how distracted he is by it

9S will love to make your birthday celebration for just the two of you, but if he knows that it will make you happy then he will then take into consideration all the other androids (but will stress himself a little because now he has to explain what he is doing to everyone), 9S is trying really hard to make everything perfect because he doesn't want to disappoint or even upset you because this may not be the best party you could have (but he tries to don't show you how nervous he is)

At the end, you being happy makes all it worthy, he still feel a little sad about not being able to make a birthday party as amazing as it could be made by the other humans but if you are happy he is happy, besides he has being able to express his inmense feeling of happiness and gratitude for having you in his life so at least the party have fullfil its purpose

Tamaki Suoh

Tamaki tent to be loud, dramatic and even exaggerated and he is even more when it comes to the love he has for his partner, he is loving and caring and there is not even the slighest doubt of how much he loves you because Tamaki can't not express his love in diferent ways, be by words, actions or gifts (normally not much with physical affection just because he gets quite shy)

Tamaki will not waist any chance to be able to show you off and express how much he loves you, any kind of celebration is good for him so is sure to say that Tamaki will make a big deal out of your birthday. Even when he seems to use this kind of special day as a simple excuse to show off and spoil you, the reality is that is not like that, Tamaki is really caring and loving, he considere you his whole world, just as important and meaningful as the host club, so if he makes a big deal out of this celebrations is because he wants to show you how important and special you are for him, just as great and exaggerated are his celebration are his feeling too

He may have some few problems with his family and his birthday but that won't stop him from doing what he wants, he knows what it is to don't be appreciated or even not wanted and he doesn't want that for you, so he wil make sure to express it on the celebration of your birthday

He makes sure to have enough reminders to don't forget when it is your birthday (even if you don't mind much or even don't like much celebrating your birthday he won't forgive himself if he forgets it), and just as the day get closer he start planing everything for the inmense party, Tamaki even involves the rest of the host club to help him organize the best party that you've never imagined

His plans are to make a really big party, inviting all your friends and the host club (and whoever is important in your life, he will know who to invite somehow), even if there are just a few people he will still make a really big party, full of things that are just your style, pleasent the the view and gracefuly matching, elegant and beautiful. The party is almost obligatory for him, so there will be no shortage of gifts from his part, he tries really hard on think on things that you will really like and love (he is willing to give you exactly what you want, and since is your birthday you have the excuse to ask whatever you want even him tells you that you can take advantage of the special occasion)

Tamaki wants to make the party a surprise for you, but knowing him (and probably the twins being mischievous) it wont be dificult to get to know what he is planing, he will be quite frustrated and upset if you get to know about the party but will promise you that the party will be really amazing! (just wants to keep as a surprise what will be on the party, and will do puppy eyes to prevent you from asking more details, he doesn't want his plans be ruined)

But if the case is that you don't want a big party and will prefer something calmer or even just spend time with him then he feels like his whole world is crashing down, he had an inmense and perfect plan and now is all ruined! although, he doesn't blame you, you are his precious lover and wants nothing but your happiness, and if a big party will make you uncomfortable then there isn't going to be any big party, the problem comes when he anxiously walks back and forth trying to come up with a whole new plan, a smaller and simpler that still express his inmense and undying love for you, it will take him a while to get out of his depresive state come up with a plan but once he does he will not waste time and start to work on it (with the host club help, of course)

Not matter how things turn out at the end the important is that you are happy and that Tamaki is able to express how much he loves you

Marin Kitagawa

Marin is completely loving and entusiast about her relationship with you, she loves showing her amazing partner and is as if she can't just not talk about you with her friends, there is not even the slighest doubt about how much she loves you. As well, even when is quite obvious that you two are in a relationship, Marin is totally the type if person who is the best friend of her partner, so your relationship constantly goes from the romance to the joy and siliness of a friendship

For Marin being expressive and telling what it is on her minds is just part of her nature and she doesn't see anything bad on doing it, but even when she is constantly reminding you how much she loves you (directly and indirectly) she likes to take seriously and make special things for special dates, such as Valentine's Day, anniversaries, celebrations and, of course, birthdays

Marin thinks that a birthday is a really special event and has to be celebrated! She finds it so important and is so excited by it that she has it marked in her calendar and even has reminders in her phone so she won't forget about this important day for any reason

Marin is so excited by the idea of celebrating your birthday with you that she has a lot of diferent plans about what you two could do even before the day is close! She end up daydreaming about a perfect and beautiful date so much that she just end up flustered and excited, just wishing that your birthday came already!

When the day is finally coming close Marin is completely excited and it is obvious, she wants to organizate a big party for you, inviting your and her friends to celebrate, making sure the party is full of things you love! Marin is so excited that it is even a miracule that she is able to keep it as a secret from you (she wanted to make a surprise party but it is quite obvious what she is planning, so the surprise comes with what she is planning for the party). However, if you prefer to don't have a party and rather prefer to just celebrate it with her then she'll happily plan a special date for you two, making sure to make a plan for all the day where is just you and her

Even if you don't like much celebrating your birthday or doesn't give much importance Marin does because, for her, it represents a really important day for you (is the day you born some years ago after all!) and is one day that she can use to remind you how important you are for her and how much she loves you! and, honestly, her entusiasm and excitment can be quite contagious so you may just end up waiting for the day as excited as her

For her what she planned to do to celebrate (a party or a special date) is something completely apart of the birthday gift, so she will also spend some time thinking on something she can get for you, she want it to be special and personal so she will think really hard on what to get you, she'll probably will try to ask you about what could be the perfect birthday gift (she tries to ask discreetly but is quite obvious what she is trying to do)

At the end of the day, despite her big plans and efforts, what Marin really wants is to make you feel loved and appreciated on your birthday, wants to be able to make you genuinely happy, she doesn't even expect it in return on her birthday she just wants to be able to see you happy, and if you are happy then all her efforts make it worthwhile

Link

Link is a really caring and loving boyfriend, and despite being easily flustered by the romantic stuff he still is the type of person that is best friends with his partner. There is not even the slighest doubt on what Link feels for you for the loving and adoring way he always looks at you

Link loves spending time with you and is a little clingy, he just love you too much to hide it, and, honestly, knowing that your birthday is close makes him quite excited because he finds it like a perfect excuse to be as clingy and loving as he wants (and don't feels like he is being too much or even embarrassed) because he wants to show you how much he loves you

Honestly, Link doesn't really think on making a big deal out of your birthday but he does want to celebrate, so he may just up to have a special date where is just the two of you doing what you want to do. Link knows he wants to do something special but he doesn't really knows what to do, so he may just end up asking Zelda for some advice wich end up helping him a lot (although, she tease him a little because of it before giving him the advice and wishing him the best)

For Link, the best plan is to just have a romantic date you two, but if you want something else, like a big party, or your friends/family are already planning something for you then he will offer his help with that plan, as long as he is with you and you are happy he is happy

Even if there are others plans he still will continue with his plan of as special date, he will just make it other day (maybe a few days after your birthday but is still to celebrate you). The whole date he is planning is going to be full of activities he knows you like, this is your day after all, so why not just do what makes you happy?

Link will actually be good at hiding his plans, somehow he managed to keep it as a secret to surprised you without making you feel like he had completely forgot your birthday

If you are someone who prefers to don't make a big deal out of your birthday or doesn't really care about that day then Link is going to respect your wishes! he will still make a special date but is a simple one, just being you two enjoying your company

No matter if there is a big party or just a simple date, Link will like to give you a gift in any case, he just thinks your birthday is special because it represents your life and your pass on time, so he doesn't want to let the day be forgotten and he wants to give you a meaningful gift, so it may be something you really wanted or probably even something homemade, something he did that has a lot of meaning for you two

Although, if it happens to be that you two celebrate your birthday when being under the sea of clouds then is more likely that he will plan a date to visit and explore the most beautiful place he have visited during his journey (in this case he will be pretty excited and will drag you somewhere safe, but if there are danger he will make sure to keep you safe, even if you can defend yourself he insist on doing it himself)

Even if the case is that your birthday happens to be when he is too busy with doing something crucial in his journey or even close to fight against demise he still will take at least a moment to sit down and relax with you, wishing you the best and giving you a small gift (like maybe a flower) along with the promise to return safe and sound to you and even make it up once he manage to fullfil his duty