#if you notice my writing style change between works. yes

[halfmoonism]

Writing Masterlist

mela | 21 | she/they | carrd | ao3

heya! I've put off making this for so long but I. should just get this done. I write multifandom so all fandoms will be listed w/ fics below, and all indie games will be linked. feel free to talk to me abt any of these, if I was insane enough to write abt it then I am down to talk abt it. smile

important: ficsforgaza initiative masterlist

Completed

*asterisked fics include major spoilers

*Double Blind (Mistrick, John/Chase) rating: T | category: M/M | chs: 1/1 | words: 2k (exactly! somehow) relevant tags: canon compliant, post true ending, unhealthy relationship (not a surprise for them)

The afterlife(?) with John Blanc: take two.

*young romantics (We Know The Devil, Jupiter/Neptune/Venus) rating: T | category: F/F | chs: 1/1 | words: 823 relevant tags: post true ending, comfort

Venus is still grinning that same careless little smile as Neptune sweeps to her and slides a murky finger in her hair, judgemental despite the mutual plunge, the allure of the feathers they had already fallen for. Jupiter is still in the distance, her living storm scaring away the last of god’s world, her living storm a balm on their misery, and Venus coughs out small flecks of blood, laughs at the sensation. (Three girls and a hug after the end of the world. Two girls are still kind of liars. That's okay.)

light-like (Mob Psycho 100, Emi & Mob) rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 971 relevant tags: during canon, introspection

The night he restores her manuscript, Emi takes her blue pencil and colors Kageyama in, just like that. Emi writes a story and considers her feelings more. She considers Kageyama's, too.

*I am afraid to write the stronger word (Xenoblade Chronicles 1, Seven/Meyneth)

note: Seven is the moniker used to avoid the spoiler character's name; as soon as you click the link, this will be spoiled. please be cautious!

rating: T | category: F/F | chs: 1/1 | words: 1.3k | series: 1/2 relevant tags: during canon, body dysphoria, canonical character death

Her name is Meyneth—perhaps Lady Meyneth, but no, it just doesn’t feel quite right. So Meyneth it is, and the flare of memories she leaves in her wake is enough to bring a girl to her knees. All of this freely presses itself against her spine in wonderment, but she has not been brought to her knees. She stumbles, but refuses to fall. They, her machine body, together-and-separate, refuse to fall. So then, she is… Seven, before and after.

*your dead best friend is walking up the stairs (Xenoblade Chronicles 1, Seven & Shulk)

note: Seven is the moniker used to avoid the spoiler character's name; as soon as you click the link, this will be spoiled. please be cautious!

rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 2k | series: 2/2 relevant tags: during canon, identity issues

When Seven pulls him aside, it isn't to tell him that she's dying, which is honestly what he thought she would lead with.

*we put our mouths on the least lovable (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, Kazuma/Ryuunosuke, Ryuunosuke & Everyone) rating: T | category: M/M | chs: 1/1 | words: 7.9k relevant tags: post-canon, marriage of convenience (sort of. it's stupid), found family

Almost two years after the Professor case, Ryuunosuke encounters his own greatest problem known to man: himself. Or: the adventures of Naruhodou Ryuunosuke's assumptions and the civil partnerships they may or may not pull certain best friends into.

*there are no secret lives (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, Gina/Susato) rating: G | category: F/F | chs: 1/1 | words: 2k relevant tags: alternative universe - canon divergence, hopeful ending

"Ya know, I kinda figured you'd follow 'Oddo anywhere." I would, Susato thinks. I would, if my need to grow into my own person wasn't just as strong as his. (Susato, Gina, and a goodbye that wasn't.)

these hands of mine were clumsy, not clever (Project Sekai, An/Touya) rating: G | category: Multi | chs: 1/1 | words: 1.1k relevant tags: post-light up the fire, unresolved emotional tension

The first time he says her name — really, properly allows himself to say it — she's working at the counter, even now, and her smile is off.

*that's what you call thaumaturgy (Persona 5, Akechi & Sumi) rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 1.4k relevant tags: mild psychological horror, royal bad ending, unreliable narrator

She—Sumi goes carefully frozen, like someone sculpted her face into practiced surprise. "Akechi—" "I forgot," he says, and pushes forward, ignoring the disoriented look she's shooting his fingertips, "I fucking forgot on the way here. What is your name?" She giggles, a stupid nervous trill that throws a stone right into his spine. "Shouldn't you know that already?"

note: very brief, very violent flashes of self-harm and suicide

Pyramid Scheme (Persona 5, Takamaki Ann) rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 1.9k relevant tags: during canon, (mild) alternate character interpretation, strained friendships

How did I get to this point, Ann thinks desperately, and like a film reel, hears the echoes of her own self say, Stop worrying, I'll be fine. I know exactly who I am and where I'm supposed to fit. I'm a girl; we can't afford not to know in this world. (Takamaki Ann grows up too fast.)

note: canon-typical allusions to pedophilia, implied sexual assault, referenced sexual harrassment, everything associated w/ p5's first arc

on your steps at dawn (Persona 4, Kanji/Naoto/Rise) rating: T | category: Other | chs: 1/1 | words: 964 relevant tags: during canon, pre-relationship

So she figured out pretty quickly that Kanji’s thoughts were in her head, but how do you even start that conversation? ‘Hey, I know we’ve been hanging out lately, and you let me hold your arm sometimes even though you never give me animal crackers, and once you knitted me gloves because I forgot mine back in the city, haha, also I can read your thoughts now!’ Rise can feel people's thoughts and emotions in the TV world the closer she gets to them. Kanji and Naoto-kun’s thoughts are especially loud for some reason.

Devotion Theory (Pokemon Rejuvenation, Erin/Aelita) rating: T | category: F/F | chs: 1/1 | words: 1.1k relevant tags: during canon, pre-relationship, major v13.5 spoilers

The thing about Aelita was that she’s stubborn, and relentless, and so self-absorbed it actually hurt to speak to her sometimes, and she was everything Erin could ever have wanted. And the thing about Aelita is that all those things are just a little to the left and she’s still everything Erin could ever have wanted. Erin, on starting to want things for herself and the girl who made it possible.

*and now, and now, and now (Pokemon Desolation, Tristan) rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 1k relevant tags: during canon, guilt, a tragedy in motion really

"I just want to help people," he finds himself telling Robin, and isn't it something that he can still say something so poisonous with such conviction? (You are a bad person. You are bad at being a person. He knows both to be true.)

*As You Well Know (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, Kazuma & van Zieks & Gina & Iris & Sholmes, Sholmes/van Zieks) rating: T | category: Multi | chs: 2/2 | words: 16.1k | series: 1/2 relevant tags: post-canon, introspection, found family, self-discovery

After the Professor trial, Sholmes starts incessantly visiting the prosecution's office and Kazuma watches habits form all around him. Neither of them ever really stop.

note: don't be fooled by the tags this is mainly about kazuma self-discovery while sholmes and van zieks are the most divorced duo ever in the bg

hand on my stupid heart (Fire Emblem: Awakening, Inigo & Henry & Olivia, Henry/Olivia) rating: T | category: Multi | chs: 2/2 | words: 8.1k relevant tags: during canon, canon-typical violence, developing relationship

He’d imagined a world like this several times: his mother still standing in front of him, beaming with a confused sort of gratitude as he shouted her name and flung himself into her arms, warm and alive and fond. But when he asks where Father is, she pulls back, frowning. “Father?” It dawns on him as soon as Mother’s face turns scarlet. “Wait, you said—do I—I get married?” (Inigo reappears too early. History works itself out, anyway.)

note: ch1 is inigo's pov (and therefore has all the mild humor), ch2 is olivia's (and therefore has all the romance). can be easily summed up as 'inigo stumbles around in the bg of henry and olivia getting it together'

*Somewhere, Sometime, Surely (Where Is The Red Queen?, Alice/Mad Hatter) rating: G | category: F/F | chs: 1/1 | words: 8.1k relevant tags: post-Alice ending, yearning, minor violence, undoomed yuri...

Happiness, probably we had no such fate, but we wished for it. In one world, Alice and the Hatter reach that fate.

*And West of the Moon (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles, Sholmes/van Zieks) rating: T | category: M/M | chs: 1/1 | words: 6.4k (exactly!!!) | series: 2/2 relevant tags: post-canon, developing relationship, getting together

A public courtship’s private moments, told in halting steps.

The Scorpion and the Frog (Death Note: Another Note, Beyond Birthday "&" Naomi Misora) rating: T | category: Gen | chs: 1/1 | words: 4.2k relevant tags: unresolved sexual tension (allegedly. it's all one-sided), canon-typical violence, car rides

When alone together in Naomi Misora’s car, who really is the hunter and the hunted? Well, even if the answer to that question mattered, the ensuing car ride doesn't change anything. Or it changes everything, but only if you're sentimental like that. (Months after the Kira case, Mello makes an addendum to August 19th.)

note: written in the style of mello's narration in another note

Ongoing

*yours, yours, mine (Find Love or Die Trying, Kat/MC) rating: T | category: F/F | chs: 10/? | words: 2.3k so far relevant tags: canon-typical violence, yearning, jumps around from pre- to post-canon

Stolen moments from the lights, cameras and action, given new meaning after the end. [Prompt fill collection]

[dragon-kazansky]

Bridgerton shade of blue

Benedict Bridgerton x Female Reader

The Viscount is set on finding a wife this season, and you are trying again for your second season. While Anthony is dealing with trials between Edwina and Kate Sharma, you are dealing with trials of your own. Benedict Bridgerton is ever present in your life, but your pursuit to find a husband must come first. Society is ever so exhausting.

{Masterlist}

{Previous Chapter} - {Next Chapter}

Season Two

Chapter Twenty Two - The races

As the races were in the afternoon, you had accepted Violet's invitation to join her at her home. As she had sworn to look after you, you were sure she would be eager to hear of your caller.

She greets you with a smile as you enter the drawing room, calling for tea and ushering you to come sit down with her. She starts the conversation by telling you that Eloise was still being rather difficult and that Anthony had gone to call upon Miss Edwina.

You just hoped Edwina could handle Anthony. Though, from what you heard in Lady Whistledown, it was the sister he would have to worry about.

When Benedict steps into the drawing room, he is surprised to see you. He had not expected to see you, unaware his mother had invited you. Not that he should be surprised. Violet Bridgerton was fond of you. That much he did know.

"Good morning."

You look up and see him pass you with his sketchbook.

"Good morning."

Benedict slumps down in a chair opposite you and opens his book, sketching away. He doesn't look at you much. You choose to ignore his brief greeting and share your news with Violet.

"I had a caller this morning."

Violet sits up with excitement and reaches for your hand. "Who?"

"Lord Baxtor."

You don't notice the way Benedict stops his sketching to secretly listen. Violet looks beyond pleaded.

"I hear he has quite a fortune." Violet hums softly. "I believe he is quite studious, too."

"He will be escorting me at the races this afternoon. I am to meet him there." You smile brightly. Violet can tell you're excited.

"That is wonderful news, dear. Do you need anything?"

"Will you perhaps chaperone? Racing is not quite my mother's interest, and it would bring me great comfort to know someone I trust is near."

"Of course."

Benedict continues his sketching. He's not sure why it irked him so much to know you have a gentleman escorting you to the races. Why shouldn't you have a caller? It's what you wanted all along.

Penelope arrives in a cheerful yellow dress, as usual. It certainly brightens up the room. She offers you a smile before joining Eloise at the table. In Eloise's hands is the latest Whistledown paper.

"Is that a copy of Lady Whistledown?" Pen asks Eloise, pretending not to realise right away.

"It is."

"I thought we were done with her."

"Do not discourage her, Penelope," Violet chimes in. "If she has taken an interest in Lady Whistledown again, perhaps it means she's interested in what she had to say about the season's available gentlemen too."

"I cannot think of a cleverer way to say this, but no." Eloise sighs. "Her latest is not exactly the philosophical treatise on the rights of the fairer sex u was hoping for, but--"

"Come now, I do not think Lady Whistledown has changed her entire style of writing wince her last issue," Penelope says.

"Perhpad not. But perhaps she still can."

"Perhaps she does not want to. Perhaps she is quite content. And if she's even sparked your renewed interest, El, then perhaps whatever she is doing is working."

You smile at Penelope's passion.

"Yes, but she could do so much more," Eloise says. "I know I could convince her of it. If I were to find her this time."

"What you must find, my dear, is happiness," Violet chimes in. "Penelope, assist me here. Eloise could find that with someone, could she not?"

I believe she could. And not Lady Whistledown, but someone more like-- Colin."

"My brother?" Eloise looks at her friend confused.

"No, not Coli-- Colin!" Penelope stands up. You turned around to see Colin Bridgerton entering the room. You stand up, also.

"Glad to see things have not changed," he says.

You get up to greet him. "Hello!"

"Brother!"

"Colin!"

Benedict and Violet do the same as you.

"Could you set aside the latest family squabble and embrace me?" Colin teases. Eloise hugs her brother with a happy chuckle. Violet hugs him next. He then pulls you into a hug, too. You chuckle softly.

"I did not expect you to return so soon, dearest," Violet says to him, taking in the sight of her son.

"Well, I missed you all. What can I say?" He grins. You step back as he hugs his brother. As Benedict steps back, Colin looks at Penelope. She smiles at him.

Hyacinth and Gregory then enter the room and hug their brother, having missed him dearly.

"I must get you to the doctor post haste," Benedict says. "This strange, fizzy growth on your chin is no doubt some kind of disease."

You chuckle softly. Benedict smiles proudly. He likes it when you laugh.

"And you seem to have taken to the sun toom how peculiar," Francesca comments, coming up beside her brother.

"I think he looks distinguished," Penelope comments.

"And where, may I ask, is our intrepid viscount?" Colin asks.

"He is..."

Anthony appears right at that moment. You're surprised to see him.

"...back from courting already," Violet says, also surprised to see him.

"Colin! You are returned. Even better." Anthony greets his brother. "Family, I should like you all to ready yourselves for the races today. We will be attending, united as one."

Violet once again seems surprised, yet happily so.

You chuckle softly. "I best get home and change then. I shall see you all there, I hope." You look around. Anthony nods. Penelope does, too. You smile at her and pat her shoulder gently as you pass her.

You don't even glance at Benedict.

You arrive at the races and find Lord Baxtor waiting for you. He smiles as he offers you his arm, and you both head off to place bets on horses.

It's a beautiful sunny afternoon, and you were very much looking forward to your day out. Your mother trails behind you a ways as you walk with Baxtor.

Once the bets are placed, you walk through the crowds. It was certainly a busy day.

"I am hoping you're my lucky charm today," he says, smiling brightly.

"Oh? I'm honoured," you chuckle.

He looks at you with a grin. "It was certainly be a good sign for the future, no?"

"If we win?"

"Absolutely."

You chuckle again. "It's a lot of pressure relying on the horse."

"I think he shall pull through."

You find his confidence in the animal rather charming. If the horse were to be the deciding factor of this courtship, then you hoped it would pull through. Jonathan Baxtor certainly thought so.

As you stroll, you spot the Sharma sisters. Edwina is attached at the arm with a fine gentleman. Lumley, you believe his name to be. Kate catches your eye and you smile at her, she returns the gesture.

Kate is beautiful. She is wearing a dark blue dress with matching accessories in her hair and blue netted gloves on her hands.

Edwina is in all pink. She looks very pretty, too. Gentle.

"Friends of yours?" Baxtor asks.

"Not quite yet. I met them at Lady Danbury's soiree. I'm keen to know them, however. They seem like good people to know."

"Miss Edwina Sharma looks very pretty today."

"She does.

"Though my eye is still drawn to you," Baxtor smiles. You find yourself looking away with a blush. This man certainly knew what to say.

"Shall we find our seats?"

"A splendid idea."

You chuckle softly as he guides you along toward the track.

You're far too occupied to see Benedict watching from a distance. He was standing with his brothers. His blue eyes follow you until you're out of sight. Anthony nudges him, and Benedict snaps out of it.

"You're staring."

"No, I wasn't."

Anthony gives him a look, and Benedict sighs. He turns his eyes away and spots Mondrich approaching. He decides to greet him quickly to stop his brother from mentioning anything else.

You sit with Baxtor and talk quietly as people gather to find their seats. You watch the horses walk along the fence with their riders.

"Beautiful, are they not?"

"Yes, very."

"Do you ride?" He asks.

"Not very well. We don't have any horses." You admit that rather shyly.

"Fear not. I would be glad to teach you one day," he smiles. "That is, if you are interested."

"Very much."

As the Bridgerton family take their seats, Benedict's attention is drawn to a choice nearby. His eyes find you sitting a row below him off to the right. You're talking closely with Lord Baxtor.

Anthony has left their side to go meddle with the Sharma's, hoping to get close to Miss Edwina, and Colin does not care enough for his brother's brooding to shake him from it.

Benedict watches you from his seat in a slight huff. He should have asked you to come with him, but he hadn't even thought about it until it was too late.

Why should it matter so much who you come with? No. He can't deny it. He misses you. He misses your company. He wants his friend back by his side.

You laugh at something Baxtor says and Benedict has to look away. He can't stand watching any longer.

It isn't much longer until the bell tolls and the horses are off. You and Baxtor watch with excitement and eagerness as the horses run. You both cheer along with the crowd. He is amused by your excitement.

High Flyer crosses the finish line first and you cheer.

Benedict watches the way you grab onto Baxtor's arm in excitement. He immediately has to look away. Luckily, Eloise, who was beside him, is a fine distraction as she cheers in excitement, too.

If only he could feel as thrilled.

"She is pompous and arrogant and quite sure she knows best in every situation."

Benedict was fencing with his brothers when Anthony decided to moan about the eldest Sharma sister.

"She sounds like a terrible nuisance," Colin comments, having just spared with his brother. He gets into a stance to parry again with Anthony.

"Especially since you are the one who knows best in every situation," Benedict says, watching his brothers.

Anthony disarms Colin.

"And the victor of every match today," Colin points out.

"Less talking, more fencing, Brother."

Colin picks up the sword and gives it to Benedict, who gets into position. "Good luck," he sighs.

"Ready?" Benedict asks.

Anthony raises the sword, and they begin.

"Do you know why I win every time?" Anthont asks.

"Because every time you lose, you claim we cheated."

Anthony wins.

"Because I know my duties. What my purposes are and how to obtain them. Which I will do when I make Miss Edwina my viscountess."

Benedict loses again.

Not even his anger at the image of you and Baxtor was enough to fuel his duel with Anthony.

"Miss Edwina and I are well-suited. She is a lovely young lady. She wishes for children. She'll make a perfectly agreeable wife."

"What he means to say is that he has already dismissed every other young lady in town," Benedict states.

"You are one to talk."

"Whatever do you mean?" Benedict asks.

"The one woman in all of London you hold so dear, and yet you are not courting her."

Benedict swings his sword. "She is not mine to court."

"Is that jealousy, I sense?" Anthony teases.

"No."

Benedict swings, but Anthony outsmarts him. "Is she not of interest to you? Or perhaps you are simply not ready."

"Hush, Brother. It is not of your concern."

Benedict loses again.

"You take too much upon yourself, brother." Colin says, watching Anthony. "Perhaps your life might be easier if you persued someone with a less disagreeable sister."

"Why should I be the one to admit defeat?" Anthony asks him, getting rather worked up. "Regardless of which young lady I have chosen to pursue, there would have always been some obstinate father or meddlesome aunt into the picture. I shall certainly not let some sister, especially one younger than me, keep me from getting what it is I want."

"Whom you want, you mean?" Benedict swings again getting Anthony on the arm.

"Is this still a friendly match, or do we need to find armor?" Colin asks.

"That is what you don't understand, Brother. Benedict honours me by holding nothing back. As I now honour him."

They get into position again and then fence once more. Anthony knocks Benedict onto his backside.

"What honour."

Anthony helps Benedict up onto his feet. He gives him a knowing look, but Benedict shakes his head. Anthony simply chuckles.

"Thank you, gentlemen, for the bracing exertion. Now, it is time for me to secure my final victory for the day. Wish me luck."

Anthony walks off. The two brothers watch him go.

They spar between themselves.

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[onerubii]

Dream or Vision? (My Butler)

(I would summarize this shortly summarizing this but I don’t what to say without spoiling it.)

Word count: 1.1k (I was kinda disappointed, I thought it would be longer.)

heads up! | SMUT Butler!cheol x richsub! Reader. Unprotected sex (don’t do this guys), oral (f receiving), pussy drunk, degradation, praise

authors note! | hi so sorry this took so long but I based this off dark hair cheol, specifically dazed Korea cheol. This isn’t too smutty nor is it too vanilla, I think it’s just right and I will write more smut like this. I also tried to change my writing style and intro set up to be more neat. I hope it worked. Now I’ll leave you alone! (I hope that by the end of this you’ll get why it’s called dream or vision.)

His face contorts as he slides into your wet cunt, almost busting just then. You grab his arms to steady yourself whimpering his name quietly. He groans when he looks down at your absolutely ruined expression. “Just started and you’re already fucked out huh? You’re so pathetic, my little slut say it.” “I’m your little slut cheol shit.” “Good girl.”. Then he starts moving no, pounding into your beautiful wet little pussy, rubbing fast circles on your clit. 

He lets out pornstar groans and strokes your cheek before lightly smacking it. He continues shoving his fat cock into for the second time that night.  You try to pry his hand off your clit so you don’t come as fast but he doesn’t let up. You feel your orgasm build up in your core. “Seungcheol, I’m gonna cum.” You close your eyes and engulf in the pleasure then,

It was the middle of the night and your eyes shift open. You can tell why easily, you’re hungry. Weirdly craving sweets your feet dangle before they hit the ground and you can finally stand. Your butler seungcheol should be sleep anyways. Still, you quietly sneak out of your room to not wake him. 

You made it to the kitchen and start looking for what you want which, just now came to you that it might be a honeybun or two. You grab one out of the cabinet and start eating. You recall your dream and your face heats up. “Jesus Christ.” You whisper then turn and see the beautiful buff man who was in your dream giving you the most life changing sex you’ve ever had. “Jesus Christ seungcheol!” He tilts his head, “I didn’t mean to scare you mam. My apologies.” 

Oh that name, that name he always calls you. You know it’s just professional but you can help but rub your thighs together like a dumb slut whenever it rolls off his tongue. God this was turning you on more than you wanted. “It’s okay seungcheol, but what are you doing up?” “I heard you in the kitchen, my job is to help you mam.”. 

Damn, is he doing it on purpose? The name, his sleepy voice your panties were getting all to wet all to fast. It was uncomfortable actually. You shifted to try and fix them. Seungcheol has a sharp eye so he noticed it and held back a smirk. “Is there anything you need help with mam?”  Of course there is, your slick was almost dripping down your legs at this point. “No.” 

You whimper out and fuck, he catches it. He slowly steps closer and you swear you feel your heart jump from in between your boobs. “Are you sure mam? I can help you with anything.” His eyes run down your body until they reach your thighs, looking straight in between. 

“Seungcheol?” “Yes?” “Touch me, please.” 

That was all you had to say before your lips collided with his and you were carried to a room. You couldn’t tell which with the way he stuck his tongue in your mouth as if slurping your saliva. He caressed your butt and laid you down on the bed. He was gentle but it felt rough. The kiss went on for longer than you wanted. You whined in his mouth and broke it. 

 “Not enough” he chuckled “you want more mam?” You nodded frantically and sealed your beautiful eyes shut. You felt him move away from you only to feel him again kissing you, just lower. On your thighs which were bear, you didn’t remember that happening. He licked all of your juices off your thighs and moved his lips onto your panties, sucking on them and drinking the slick right off them groaning at the sweet taste. You were no where near quiet. Eventually, the panties weren’t enough and he had to taste you. 

He slipped them off your legs admiring your beautiful cunt before he dove in. His lips sucked on your clit softly and slowly. He licked long stripes up and down your pussy, groaned and rolled his eyes back at the taste of you on his tongue. He stuck his tongue in your hole and fucked you with it slowly. You began to whine about his pace, rushing him to make you come all over his tongue. 

He immediately come out of his trance and sped up. Your moans and whimpers go louder and louder as you reached your climax. You tangle your hands in his pretty black hair and your legs shake. He rides out your high and when he’s done, you pull his hair up to kiss you earning a groan from him. The taste of yourself was shared between your lips and it only made you hornier. 

“Take off your pants please?”. You watched as his pants and boxers fall down to his feet. His cock springs up, hard and red. He strokes it and looks at you for approval before getting back on top of you. You get comfortable and put a pillow behind your head as you get ready for the life changing sex you had in your dream. 

His face contorts as he slides into your wet cunt, almost busting just then. You grab his arms to steady yourself whimpering his name quietly. He groans when he looks down at your absolutely ruined expression. “Just started and you’re already fucked out huh mam? You’re so beautiful , my good girl, say it.” “I’m your good girl cheol- shit.” “Good girl.”. Then he starts moving no, pounding into your beautiful wet little pussy, rubbing fast circles on your clit. 

He lets out pornstar groans and strokes your cheek before kissing it. He continues shoving his fat cock into for the first time that night.  You try to pry his hand off your clit so you don’t come as fast but he doesn’t let up. You feel your orgasm build up in your core. “Seungcheol, I’m gonna cum.” You close your eyes and engulf in the pleasure then, you cum. 

Hard, you shake and your jaw slacks open but lets out no sound. He keeps going until he comes as well. He pulls out and lays next to you to catch his breath. “Was that good mam?” He looks at you for approval. “That’s was great cheol. Thank you.” 

You kiss his lips but, the kiss turns into something more heated. You get on top of him and he grabs at your hips roughly. When you break the kiss, you see something dark spark in his eyes. He slips his now hard dick, back into your tight pussy and watches as you start to ride him.

[theoryofthemultiverse]

Hoyo‘s Doctors as Dads🧸

Synopsis: Do they want children? How would they be as dads? What hobbies would they have with their children?

Characters: Baizhu, Dr.Ratio, Il Dottore

A.N: Oh yes!!! Beware though I made this pretty realistically what I thought their decisions would be based on a few presented factors. Also very sorry I didn’t post anything, I feel like my writing is getting worse :.)

C.w: Reader is implied to carry the baby, also Dr. Ratio‘s part is a lot longer than Baizhu‘s and Dottore‘s (sorry I can’t do all men justice equally ):

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Baizhu🐍

He definitely wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. He would love to raise a child with you and teach it all about the world and make it into a lovely human being.

So his parenting style would support that! He would want to be there for his child no matter if there are emotional troubles that it can’t cope with or experiences to be made in reality. He would in general be very patient with his child and have a good mixture of strictness with gentleness.

He also detest shouting at it, as well as scolding too harshly so he really tries to not do this to make sure he doesn’t damage the relationship with his child. Nonetheless, the child knows when his tone gets stern that it did something wrong and better listens to what its father has to tell them.

As for what he would do together with them, there are a lot of things. Surely he would like to teach the kid a little bit about medicine even if it ends up not wanting to do that for their profession. He thinks it’s good to have some basic medicinal knowledge. He would also take them for some walks and hikes in nature when going out for herbs.

Dr. Ratio🎓

Getting Children is admittedly not really on his radar. He is so focused on work that he tries his best to be there often enough for let alone you, so if you two were to get a child he would have a lot more time to invest into it and sacrifice work time to be here for you and the baby. Especially since he wouldn’t want you to be the only one to need to invest their time into it.

And while that might not be the end of the world, it would bother him to have his pretty good work-life balance smashed together by a little human. Since he is also pretty content with the relationship only being between the two of you.

Yet if you were to listen to his reasons and be able to make a few sacrifices on your side, he would maybe be willing to give you a child. In your pregnancy he would then be there for you to the best of his abilities and care for the little human inside you, yet you can see there is a bit of distance.

But that distance also gets less after the baby is born and has features of him and you. He would fall in love.

He then would be more of a stricter dad. He has read a lot about parenting in books prior yet still wouldn’t fuss to scold the child occasionally if it did something really wrong.

What he would do with the child largely depends on the child’s personality. If he notices the child likes learning and asks him questions about every kind of science then he would be over the moon. If the child turns out to be hating school and academics however.. be prepared to watch him try to cope with that.

If the child would be willing, he would indulge in every childlike imagination with them, explaining the physics of a flying ship, floating water in zero gravity, you name it. If the child is completely disinterested though. He will have a hard time to bond with it, since there is only an emotional component left which is very important and which he could fulfill just fine, but there is no shared passion between them then.

So all in all, he would probably be against getting a child. The chances of him and it not connecting are too big to him to want to try it out because even if you try it and it doesn’t work, he doesn’t want a child to need to suffer under it. He also simply isn’t interested in the major life changes that come with it and admits that he is not cut out to be a parent which is fine too isn’t it?

Il Dottore🧪

You want a child? He would give it to you, what’s the harm in it after all? Most that it would have in store for him is another human he could teach some things about lab work.

But other than concerning himself with it when it comes to work be prepared to raise it on your own. Dottore may be willing to give you a child and help you with giving birth and be there for all the pregnancy related things, but he would more do the minimum rather than the maximum.

But if you agree that you are okay with the minimum and occasional bonding moments he‘d have with the child then there you go!

Maybe he would also deploy one of his clones from time to time to entertain the baby (but please make sure it doesn’t end up in an experiment then :).

If you ever really have all hands full nonetheless and all the clones are with him in an experiment you will get the lucky chance to see Dottore strapped with your little one to the chest walking around the lab with the clones. Which surely is questionable but boy does it look kinda cute.

They all would probably get so distracted by the baby after some point tho that everything is about it and work is forgotten.

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Hiiiii! I wanted to ask if you could write Elliot x bookworm reader hc’s? He’s my husband in every farm I have, my beloved fr.

Hru today and who’s your favorite sdv character and spouse??

✧˖°. ⭐️ 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐒/𝐎 🍎 ✧˖°.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

heya juiceedapplee !! i’m great, how are you ?? my favorite sdv spouse would also be elliot because he’s my spouse too !! but my favorite character would be emily, because she’s so me fr !! hope you enjoy this cute one-shot w headcanons :) ఌ︎

♬♪ -> lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıı

when elliot first noticed your shared interest in books, he was immediately captivated by you. the new farmer, a fellow bookworm? it seemed too good to be true! determined to get to know you, he listened eagerly to the whispers of the town. people talked about seeing you immersed in a book during breaks from your farm work, leaning against a tree, lost in the deep pages.

he would pass by you frequently, too shy to say anything but would still have a lingering gaze on you - trying to decipher what books you would read and what style of writing you liked depending on what author you were reading from. eventually, he got enough courage to walk up and maintain conversation. and you were actually quite pleasant!

he was drawn in by your calm nature, how you grasped the sides of the book gently with a soft gaze staring into his. since you were a farmer he was quite surprised by your mellow personality, which intrigued him even further. you both shared common interests with certain authors and specific genres - which only made you both closer.

overtime, you two became a couple. he moved into your farmhouse, eager to assist you with your farm work, although he quickly realized you were already a pro at it. living together, he had the opportunity to explore your extensive collection of books; from farming guides and cooking tips to sci-fi, romance, comedy, and everything in-between. it was clear to him that he was in the perfect place.

“dear, it’s quite late. would you like to come to bed?” he called out from the bedroom while you were in the kitchen, meticulously following a breakfast recipe from scratch to save time in the morning. “just a second! i’m almost done with this!” you replied, flipping the pancake over on the pan and tossing it into a small, ziplock baggy.

after finishing up, you made your way into the shared bedroom you and elliot occupied. with a tired smile, you stripped yourself of your clothes and quickly changed into your pajamas; throwing yourself onto the bed. “i’m so tired.” you groaned, throwing a hand across elliot’s covered stomach, signaling for cuddle time. “would you like to cuddle, love?” he chuckled, shimmying his way closer to you.

“yes please.” you replied, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pushes his chest up against yours - reveling in eachothers warmth. “you’re so warm, i could fall asleep any second.” you remarked, a drowsy smile playing on your lips. “you’re always quite beautiful when you’re tired.” he said, causing a blush to creep up your cheeks. “mhm, well, you’re not so bad yourself.” you reply, returning his smile. he leans in, placing a gentle kiss on your lips, his hand tracing a path from your cheek down to the side of your neck.

˗ˏˋ ✨ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ✨´ˎ˗

— he’s so grateful to be with someone that also shares his interest in books, genuinely

— he thinks you’re 10x more attractive with a book in your hand, and even more attractive when you’re reading; your brows furrowed, lips slightly parted, face relaxed…

— he loves to cuddle up with you and read together, picking out different books at the museum is one of his favorite activities! knowing he’ll be going home to cuddle up with you once more.

— he’s so attentive to your interests and likes picking out books that he thinks you might like, along with recommending a few of his favorite authors and writers.

— if you read to him before he goes to bed he’ll sleep like a baby, not kidding.

— when he goes on a few of his trips he definitely snags a few books every now and then to come and bring them home to you!

— if you share the same favorite authors he’d marry you on the spot, first day of talking.

— of course, he did marry you; and he’s extremely happy!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

[choicesficwriterscreations]

August Creator of the Month: Mavidraws

Please welcome this month’s Creator of the Month: @mavidraws

Each month, CFWC highlights one of our talented fanfic writers or artists. The writer or artist is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page. Past COTMs can be found here.

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1- When did you start playing Choices? What was the first book you played? 

2017. Most Wanted.

2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?

In 2023, after playing Blades 2. I spent years without playing Choices, but this book really inspired me to create some art, and I began interacting with the fandom after that. 

3- How did you pick your blog name?

It’s a combination of my nickname, Mavi, which is short for Maria Vitória, and “draws”, since this is (mostly) an art blog.

4- Pull up the first post in your archive, and tell us about it!  

It's a drawing of the main characters and my MC from an interactive fiction called Keeper of the Sun and Moon (@keeperofthesunandmoon), which was my first digital drawing ever. I was fascinated with this IF and wanted to share how I envisioned these characters.

5- Do you write fanfiction, create fan art, or are you one of those really gifted people who do both? 

I create fan art.

6- How long have you been creating for Choices and for any other fandoms?

I’ve been creating for Choices since late 2023, and for other fandoms (such as KOTSAM, Golden and TWC) since 2021.

7- What is your favorite Choices book, and what is your favorite Choices book to create for?

Honestly, I can’t pick just one—The Elementalists, Endless Summer, and It Lives in the Wood are some of my favorites. But Blades is definitely my favorite book to create for.

8- Share your first Choices fanfic or fan art that you posted with us. Do you still like it, or would you change it if you were creating it today?

I absolutely love this piece and wouldn’t change anything about it. This was the drawing that helped me establish my current art style.

9- What is your favorite piece of fiction or art that you created? 

This drawing of Tyril and my MC from Blades. I think it was the most emotional piece I’ve ever created and I’m really proud of it.

10- Do you have a fic/art that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to do well but found it could use a little more love?

I think this drawing of f!UB from TWC did exceedingly well, and it was even noticed by the author—which I never ever ever expected.

I think this drawing of Valax could use a little more love.

11 - Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?

I see a lot of myself in Theodora, my MC from Golden (an IF by @milaswriting). Her personality and internal struggles are very much my own, as well as her interests—like myself, she’s a law student (I’m currently an attorney) with a passion for fashion.

12 - What element of writing/art do you struggle with most?

Backgrounds. I’m much more comfortable drawing people.

13 - Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

Currently not.

14 - If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to see your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you show them first? 

I already showed my work to my boyfriend and many of my friends a long while ago. But if I had to pick an art piece to show them today, it would probably be this one —I’m really proud of how these wings turned out.

15 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing or art? Are there any artists that influence you?

I don’t really have an artist that inspired me. Most of my art style comes from my love of makeup.

16 - Which one of your creations would you like to see a fiction written about? 

This pre-battle moment from Blades 2 between Tyril and MC.

17- Do you write original fiction or create non-fandom art? 

No.

18-  What other hobbies do you have?

I really love makeup, and I consider myself to be a great makeup artist. I’m also a huge film nerd. 

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when not enough

pairing: charles lecerc x reader

summary: when you're not enough for him, no matter how hard you try.

genre: angst

The room fell into an uneasy stillness, shadows dancing restlessly as Charles mustered the courage to shatter his world. Your heart raced, anticipation and dread intertwining within your chest, as you braced yourself for the words that would change everything. A heaviness settled upon your shoulders, threatening to crush your spirit as Charles took a hesitant step forward.

"Love, we need to talk," Charles spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of regret and uncertainty. His hands trembled, fingers fumbling for words that seemed just out of reach. The gravity of his admission hung in the air, a fragile thread threatening to sever their bond.

Confusion etched itself upon your face, eyes searching his for answers you feared you already knew. "You wanna break up, don’t you? But… why?" you implored, your voice quivering with vulnerability. "Have I done anything wrong?"

Charles' gaze met yours, the depths of his eyes mirroring the inner turmoil he grappled with. "It's not about what you've done or haven't done," he confessed, his voice heavy with the weight of unspoken truths. "I've lost sight of myself, lost touch with who I am. I need time to find my way back."

Tears welled in your eyes, threatening to spill over as his words pierced your heart. A torrent of emotions crashed upon you, the overwhelming surge of love and devotion intertwining with a sense of abandonment. You had loved him relentlessly, unable to fathom a life without him. The thought of not being enough left you feeling as if your world had crumbled.

"I just wanted to be enough for you," you whispered, your voice trembling with a mix of pain and longing. Every ounce of your being had been poured into your relationship, your unwavering love an offering you believed would bridge any divide. You had bent and contorted yourself to fit the mould he desired, sacrificing your own dreams and aspirations in the process.

Tears streamed down your cheeks, your voice choked with sorrow as you continued, "I loved you unconditionally, Charles. I couldn't imagine a future without you. But now... now I'm left feeling worthless, as if all my efforts were in vain."

Charles reached out, his hand desperate to bridge the growing chasm between you two, but you pulled away, heart too fragile to bear any more wounds. Your tear-filled eyes met his gaze, a mix of love and shattered dreams reflected in your expression. "You know what’s the scariest realisation? I don't know who I am without you," you confessed, your voice a fragile whisper. "But I guess I will find my way. I will have to find the parts of me I lost in the pursuit of our love."

With that, you turned and walked away, your steps heavy with the weight of heartbreak and resilience. The room fell into a deafening silence, the remnants of your love echoing in the empty space. And as Charles watched your retreating figure, the magnitude of his decision weighed upon him, a painful realisation of the love he had left behind.

But it was too late. The damage had been done, your paths forever diverging, and all that remained were the fragments of a love that once burned brightly, now lost amidst the tangle of broken promises and shattered hearts.

a/n: if you've read my works before, you'll notice this writing style is different. yes i tried something new. though writing this was a pain in the ass, hope you enjoyed it!

[kaixserzz]

Hope you've had a great day so far 💓 ( ˃ ⩌˂)∡ because I am NOT!! I'm feeling quite saddened 😓 anyways,, eat THIS‼️

Dottore adores you in ways that cannot be told, all for reasons he himself won't even bother to explain, but you understand him wholly even if he is hard to understand at times. Dottore does care for you in other ways and you notice it, even if he won't verbally state that he cares about you he does express his emotions and words to you in acts of service or quality time. His place as a fatui Harbinger takes up days worth of his time but even he has an issue detaching from his work, for you though? He'd make time. Even if Dottore has loads of responsibilities that the fatui entrust to him as a Harbinger, it's only his own experiments that would him away from you. As he derives his knowledge and satisfaction from his personal work, he can enjoy your presence and antics in the same area. So Dottore had never really without you and you're never without him, not even the fatui can come between you two. As said before, he's never explicitly stated that he caters to your needs because he cares, but you can sense it. That's just how Dottore is, are you contempt with this? Yes. You understand how hard he works, you know how dedicated he is to his work. You've known since you both had attended and shared a dorm together in the Akademiya, this was the way he showed you his affection. You're both contempt with how your relationship is.

As his assistant, though, you still take on many heavy duties aswell. Even you're not safe from the hard labour of the fatui. This leads to some unwanted separation between you and Dottore. You'll be in a whole other continent for a mission and poor Dottore would be left in the lab all alone with his segments! He misses you dearly and it's very apparent. He becomes more antsy and more argumentative, all as he spares no one of his wrath. So with his increase in vindictiveness? Yikes. Even his segments start acting up more just like their creator.

You have no clue of this. You're never informed of this behaviourism. You've never seen Dottore act in such a way because of your absence. Truth be told, though Dottore has a huge temperament and can easily snap at anyone for the most minor of issues, he actually makes an effort to tone those traits of his down, for you. Do you know about this? Maybe. Fellow subordinates have told you of his change of attitude with you nearby, favoritism is what they claimed, in which hearing that made you feel even more assured of Dottore's love for you, but you weren't sure of how he acted when you weren't there, so you had guessed that he is probably just the same as always, just being himself.

Oh, how wrong you are to assume that Dottore would be acting normal without you. You're his person! You are the only one he's ever given a second glance to when back in the Akademiya. You're the reason why everything hasn't gone to hell yet in his lab! Why? Because you are literally the only person who can calm him when he does get pissed off or stressed out.

So when you're back and everything looks the same, you are never more than oblivious to his indifference towards your departures, he actually doesn't do this often as he keeps you cooped you in his lab as much as possible.

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Sorry for any typos or mistakes, I am writing this all on phone (- ‸ - " )

I just love the idea of Dottore missing us while we're gone, he just seems like the type to be so cold and demeaning but also the most attentive and yearning for us 😞❤

Does this count as a request? Because I'd love to see you write this in your own style Kai!! I wrote this with male reader in mind ૮꒰ ៸៸៸៸ ก꒱১

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AAAA 🐠 ANON THIS IS LITERALLY HOW I WRITE DOTTORE

in my head, dottore is so obsessed with you and he doesn't even realize this :( he's super in love and clingy in his own way that when you leave for a while, he doesn't know why he's so pissy AHAHAHA he thinks its because someone is annoying him so some poor fatui soldiers meets the end of his wrath for absolutely no reason ..

but i swear dottore is SOOO different when he's with you!! it just, kinda stuck since you've known each other so long, its just comes off so natural that you both dont even notice it!! dottore coos at you while he caresses your cheek? not weird at all, but for others it is! you lightly punch him in the arm? just something you usually did especially back at the akademiya. i think it'd be funny if you're like "my baby ain't that bad" because you have no idea how he acts when you're away 🥺🥺

when you're away, he'd always go to your shared chambers and just look at the pictures you've framed of the two of you together... or he'd be too distracted to continue on with his projects just thinking about you... he could be doing something, then something pops up and makes him think about you and he's distracted for the whole day :3 he says he's not into the sappy nostalgic bullshit because it's a waste of time but between you and him? he reminisces more of the past than you actually do. he just remembers them so clearly!! like it just happened yesterday!! each touch and affections etched so deeply into his mind it's impossible to forget !! he's romantic in his own ways i guess..

and when you come back?? he'd always complain if you don't come greet him first!! he's soo jealous when you greet the segments before him.. but he's suupperr touchy and refuses to let you leave his side for the rest of the week :3 you're not gonna receive any order from the fatui for a while and you're staying with him and him only!! to make up for the time you were goen yk??? but he's 10000% deny he misses you. well, depends on his mood!1

ik you said rq nonnie but YOU KINDA LAID IT ALL OUT FOR ME!! so i just added my thoughts ^^ srry :( BUT I WILL WRITE A DOTTIE FIC FOR YOU <3

[a-system-and-fanworks]

Hello! Recently, I've wanted to write a character with DID (not associated with Moon Knight, I've kinda been scrolling for a bit), and although I have friends who are/have systems (is that the correct term?), I don't know how to exactly ask for help because I don't want to come off as rude or prying.

The character in question is quite stressed out in life with no one to turn to for support, and he witnessed a close friend being shot to death. I checked out some of the posts on this blog, and noticed a few times it was mentioned that people usually have DID due to similar traumas. (Please correct me if I'm wrong, I want to learn!)

So, I want to ask a few questions;

1) Is it possible for an alter to forget someone that the host knows? So that when that alter is fronting, they won't recognize the other person?

2) Do alters have to know about the host's significant other? Can the alter dislike that significant other?

3)Is it possible for an alter to front at the same time as the host, if the system is confused for example? (for example, in my story, the system not agreeing on if they should shoot someone or not because the host cares for that person, but the alter doesn't?)

If you ever do read this, thank you, and I do apologize for not being the most knowledgeable about these things. :(

Hi there! Uninformed questions are totally okay here, that’s what the blog is for :)

DID is caused by trauma, yes, but the key point is that it forms in childhood before a child’s personality is fully integrated (we don’t know exactly when that is, but it’s speculated to be around ages 6-9). You could probably change the timeline of when the major trauma occurred, or establish gun violence as the cause of their trauma, then have the aftermath of their friend’s death as when they face their DID head-on. These are just some suggestions, but identity separation generally doesn’t occur past childhood, and is a bit different than DID as we currently understand it

As for your questions:

“1) Is it possible for an alter to forget someone that the host knows? So that when that alter is fronting, they won't recognize the other person?”

Yep, and this is because of the way switching amnesia and dissociative barriers can work in DID.

Switching amnesia is amnesia between alters based on whether they were fronting/near front when something was happening. It might not be total, blackout style amnesia, but with switching amnesia there’s usually some “fuzziness” that accompanies trying to remember what another alter did. This can definitely extend to whole relationships.

Dissociative barriers are what separate memories, identity factors, skills, opinions, emotions, etc between alters. They can be lowered as part of healing, but are the base “building blocks” of what makes alters alters.

“2) Do alters have to know about the host's significant other? Can the alter dislike that significant other?”

Not at all, and absolutely. Like I said about dissociative barriers, different alters may have different memories and opinions, and that can extend to people the system knows. As an example, our social protector sees the body’s parents as his peers, whereas our host sees them as their parents.

“3) Is it possible for an alter to front at the same time as the host, if the system is confused for example? (for example, in my story, the system not agreeing on if they should shoot someone or not because the host cares for that person, but the alter doesn't?)”

This is called co-fronting, which is when two or more alters are fronting at the same time. This is similar to co-consciousness, which is when another alter is aware of what’s happening on the outside, but isn’t in control of the body. Co-consciousness is a little like having someone in the passenger seat of a car to give driving instructions, whereas with co-fronting, both people have their hands on the wheel.

Also as a side note, the host of a system is an alter too, they just happen to “run things” :)

I hope this was a good reply! Good luck with your writing!

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- It’s Over.. For Good

Part 44

2014

19th September

“Liam I can’t do this anymore” I say over the phone with tears in my eyes. He’s on loud speaker while I’m in my hotel room with the other boys sat around the room looking at me with sympathy

“Babe it’s just…”

“A break I heard you, but this relationship is so on and off and it’s when it pleases you. Have you even thought about me and my feelings?”

“Yes of course that’s why I’m doing this. To make us stronger” I take a deep breath looking at Harry who gives me a small nod. I know i have to end things, it’s wrong this relationship, toxic even

“Fine let’s take a break”

“Ok just know I love you and….”

“I want it to last”

“What?” Liams voice comes through sounding shocked

“Liam I think we need to break up, properly. This needs to be the last time. Our relationship isn’t going anywhere”

“And whose fault is that? You said you didn’t want to move in with me”

“Because of us always breaking up then getting back together. Liam, I’m done. I hope you can find your person, but it’s not me”

“Is this because of Harry?”

“What’s he got to do with us?”

“He’s always with you”

“We work together. Look Liam I’m done with this conversation. I’m sorry it has to be over the phone, but since you keep flaking out on our dates and I don’t know when I’ll next see you, plus your already asking for a break, Liam it’s over”

“Because I’m working”

“And so am I but I’m making time”

“YN” Niall quietly says

“Goodbye Liam” I hang up the phone and hand it to Niall before being wrapped up into the arms of my best friends while crying

“I think tonight calls for chick flicks and ice cream” Louis says

“Thank you” I know I’ll be sad for a little bit, but this is good. I will get back to my normal self in no time.

November

Liam Hemsworth And YN YLN Over?

01/11/2014

Speculations of the One Direction singer and the Hunger Games actor break up have officially been confirmed not only by Hemsworth but also by the singers band mate Harry Styles.

Fans started to speculate on the couples break up after YN hadn’t replied or liked an instagram post that Hemsworth has uploaded earlier last month.

Hemsworth was asked in an interview if everything was ok with the couple, he replied “things have changed within the relationship, there’s been lies and no trust. We decided to break up before things got worse between us”

YLN was seen arriving at Heathrow Airport with her band mates, but was mainly spotted with Styles, who often placed his hand on her lower back. A fan had asked YN how she and Liam were, Styles responded “YNs ok, we don’t want to talk about it”

Rumours about Harry Styles and YN YLN dating have again resurfaced although Styles is said to be dating Australian models Nadine Leopold. Are these the lies that Hemsworth were speaking off? Are YN and Harry secretly dating? Is Harry cheating on Nadine? Did YN cheat on Liam? Only time will tell. 

“This is ridiculous!” I say throwing my phone on the sofa. My dad sighs walking over to me

“He’s made you cry, he’s not the one for you YN and as much as I’m sorry you’re going through it right now, I’m glad he’s out of your life. Don’t take any notice of the tabloids. They write any old shit”

“Thanks dad. Love you”

“You to pumpkin” dad kisses my forehead “why don’t you do some writing? Help you through this tough period”

“Maybe”

*Photo credit to harianastyles on instagram

[hauntedwoman]

tagged by @youngestdaughtersyndrome and @glassangels (thank you <3333)

are you named after anyone ? yes i'm named after my nana !! (my full name is margaret hehe)

2. when was the last time you cried? a couple of weeks ago when i was saying goodbye to my cousin who moved out of state w her boyfriend so he can complete his residency for med school................. partly bc i miss her a lot but also bc i genuinely feel like i am never going to experience healthy romantic love i feel like it wasn't made for me HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

3. do you have kids? does my cat count bc i raised her from a little baby kitten she was so tiny she fit in the palm of my hand :3

4. what sports do you play/have played? i was on a swim team all throughout junior high and high school and sometimes i miss just mindlessly swimming laps and getting lost in the pure muscle memory of it but then i remember getting up at 5am on saturdays to go to meets and i realize i can live without it 5. do you use sarcasm? my favorite show is daria u tell me

6. what's the first thing you notice about someone? usually eyes or clothing. living in a place where it's rare to find other ppl my age that dress "alt" i'm always looking for ppl that have interesting personal style.

7. eye color? not to be some annoying white girl on main but they change depending on what i'm wearing. they're usually either blue or gray or a teal color.

8. scary movies or happy endings? considering nothing in my life has ever worked out the way i want it to i can't relate to happy endings. almost all of my favorite films have heavy horror or psychological thriller aspects

9. any talents? i'm a pretty decent singer. i was trained classically and sang in choirs for like seven years, so i also know how to read music. other than that i think i'm really good at interior decorating or just being able to make things "aesthetically pleasing". i also think i'm a pretty good writer and that i manipulate language in a really unique form that gives way to a really clear voice in my work.

10. where were you born? simferopol, ukraine

11. hobbies? journalling, staring into the void, photographing/exploring abandoned buildings, grieving, making playlists for every emotion i've ever felt, clinging onto a past that everyone else has forgotten about except me, reading books that make me feel like i need a lobotomy, antique shopping, blackberry picking, sunbathing, being a heinous bitch

12. any pets? i have two cats (phantasma and smokey), and then my mom and sister have four dogs between the both of them so i am constantly living in autistic hell (they never stop barking and chewing up my stuff)

13. height? 5'4" (162.5cm) i'm so sorry to expose myself as Tiny i know i give off Tall Energy

14. favorite school subject? overall i'd say english but i've also thoroughly enjoyed a bunch of different courses i've taken in college like stage makeup, medieval and modern theatre, and all of my creative writing courses

15. dream job? i simply do not dream of labor but since i can only get a serotonin rush from buying clothes i don't need it would be pretty swaggy if i could be a published author or if i could work in the music industry somehow, perhaps at a radio station with my own radio show or even making my own music. i also deeply miss my job at the used bookstore i had during the worst summer of my life. something about being surrounded by books all day is so comforting.

tagging: @arunima @symptomofloves @discoidal @diabolicjoy @severrance and anyone else that wants to do this <33

[spnexploration]

Collared part 7

Pairing: Dean x Reader eventually

Series summary: Sam and Dean save a woman from where she has been held as a slave by a witch. But things turn dark whenever they try to take her magic collar off, leaving them with a slave to look after and a curse to break.

Episode summary: You spend some time with Sam, and the boys work out what to tell you.

Warnings: None specifically for this part

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: This series is going to take forever if I keep waiting a week between posting parts, I'm working on part 16 currently and there are still a lot to come! So I thought I'd speed it up a bit

Series masterlist | Supernatural writing masterlist

Part 6 <- -> Part 8

Sam came over to where you were kneeling next to Dean's chair and crouched down. “Hey Y/N, you wanna come watch a movie with me?”

He thought you looked confused at the question, and then your eyes flicked to Dean before returning to the ground.

“This is not an order,” Dean said, “But I think it's a good idea. However, you're welcome to stay here if you’d prefer.”

You seemed to weigh your options for a minute before saying, “Yes, sir,” and standing up. Sam suspected you had been thinking about what Dean wanted rather than what you wanted, but he was still hoping the movie idea would be good for you. He’d discussed it with Dean earlier and they both thought you were more likely to relax and watch it with just Sam there.

Sam led you to the lounge where there were two cushions on the floor next to the couch. He saw your slightly questioning look at him and nodded encouragingly to you. You went and knelt on one.

He'd put a bit of thought into what movie to watch. With the collar on, you had limited memory and extremely limited life experiences, so he didn't want anything too scary or that might remind you of your enslavement. Witches and magic were probably going to be a problem, which ruled out most of the Disney catalogue. He also wanted to show you that you could be powerful too.

Legally Blonde it was.

He set it up and then came and sat on the cushion next to you. He carefully watched your reaction to him sitting on a cushion, but although you stiffened at first, you relaxed after a minute or so.

About ten minutes in, he said, “You're welcome to sit on the cushion, rather than kneel.” He deliberately kept his voice very casual and his eyes looking at the TV, even though he was watching you carefully out of the corner of his eye.

After a minute or so, you cautiously shuffled your legs around so you were sitting. He thought he heard a slight sigh of relief from you.

Sam didn't comment on you changing position, not wanting to make you self-conscious or to second guess his motives.

The movie had been going for half an hour when Sam noticed your eyelids starting to droop. He shuffled slightly closer to you. 5 minutes later, you put your head on his shoulder. He didn't think you'd done it on purpose, as he was fairly certain you were still too afraid of getting punished to do anything for yourself. But he was happy that your sleepy subconscious felt he was safe.

He waited a few more minutes, and then wrapped that arm around your shoulders. Your head rested on his chest and you fell asleep. Sam paused the movie.

He messaged Dean:

📱It went well

📱She let me sit next to her

📱Got her to sit not kneel

Dean responded:

📱That's good

Sam added:

📱She's asleep on my shoulder

Dean asked:

📱You need help moving her?

Sam replied:

📱Nah, I got her

Sam let you sleep a few more minutes, then carried you bridal style to your room. You stirred slightly when he picked you up, half opening your eyes. “Go back to sleep,  Y/N. I've got you. You're safe,” he said reassuringly.

You closed your eyes again and didn't stir as he put you into your bedding on the floor.

---

“So, what story can we tell her?” Sam asked Dean when they were alone, drinking beers and pondering their situation.

“What did she say it needed to be? A reason we weren't going to sleep with her?”

“Yeah, but that also means we’re still going to keep her.”

“I guess that explains her comments about wanting to know how to please me, she thinks I'll get rid of her because we're not sleeping with her.” Dean ran his hand down his face. Sam could tell the situation was really getting to his brother.

“I don't think we can tell her we're trying to free her, she's terrified of having the collar off.”

“What else would she think slaves do? Housekeeping?” Dean mused. “But I don't want her trying to cook or clean.”

“Yeah, I don't think we can say it's for any particular skill.” Sam absent-mindedly ran his hands through his hair. “Maybe we could tell her we just want company?”

“Don't you think that sounds like we want to sleep with her?”

“We could tell her we're gay?” Sam had strong suspicions his brother was bi and that he’d had a thing for Cas at one point, but he didn't want to mention that.

“What, our story is going to be ‘we’re two gay brothers who were lonely so we got a girl to kneel at our feet’?” Dean said sarcastically. “Does that sound believable to you?”

“She was afraid of being in a car. Her entire memorable life experience is of people raping her. I'm not sure what her believability scale is going to be, but it's probably not that confusing for her.”

Dean bit his lip, then said quietly, “I can't help but feel I'm already treating her like a dog, and that this will just reinforce that.”

“I know what you mean. But at least if she thinks she's here to be a companion it's better than thinking she's here to get in our pants, and that she's somehow a failure by not doing so.”

 Dean took a long swig of his beer. “Ok, fine. I'll find a way to tell her that we got her to be our companion. I'm not going to say we’re gay though, lying to her seems like it'll just backfire in the future.”

“Ok.” Sam raised his own beer in a mock toast, “Here's hoping this works.”

---

Dean spent a while trying to work out how to bring up their new cover story to you. He couldn’t exactly slip it into conversation, because you didn’t have conversations. You said “Yes, sir” and that was usually about it.

Finally, as he prepared dinner, he decided he had to bite the bullet. It was a good time to tell you about what was going to happen the next morning, too.

“So, Y/N, “ he started. “I realised that I haven’t been very clear about what your role here is.”

No response, not that he was expecting one.

“Sam and I can get, uh, lonely. Being here with just the two of us. So, we wanted some company.” God, he felt awkward. “Which is why we, um, got you.”

“Yes, sir.”

“But the thing is that it’s just about having someone else here. We, uh, we usually meet up with other people when we want to have sex. Hook up with someone in a bar or whatever.” He could feel his face getting hotter, but since you rarely looked at his face unless he asked you to, at least you probably wouldn’t see him blush.

“So, what I’m try to say, is that just by being here you’re doing your job. We just like having you around. No- no need to try to please us any more than that.”

“Yes, sir.”

Did you understand? Was he clear enough? Were you feeling rejected because he was saying they didn’t want to sleep with you? Communication was not Dean’s forte, and this was too bloody stressful.

“Um, speaking of which, Sam is actually going away in the morning. So, you know, that’s another of the reasons that we just wanted someone else here. Keep us company when one of us has to go do something.” Sam wouldn’t be going to try and find the witch if you weren’t here, and Dean wouldn’t be staying back to look after you if you weren’t here either. But no need to go into that with you.

“Yes, sir.”

Well, that was about as much as he could do. He’d tried.

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[psylunari]

For the ship ask game: kunikidazai, suegiku, atsulucy

NOTE: the post will be long as heck. I'll keep reblogging for every ship addition till I finish.

I'll preface this by saying, yes! I do ship all of these!

Kunikidazai

(nervous chuckle) buckle up, buttercup.

1. What made you ship it?

TL;DR: ironically enough, writing it made them take over my brain.

Mid-tier answer: It wasn't one specific thing. I watched the show and had 1 (one) plot bunny one year later (my most-read BSD fic). I was writing a MHA OC/canon thing at the time. While passionate about that OC/canon, it was a difficult fic, and I put it on hold.

Writing that knkdz fic proved itself easier. It was flowing. It forced me into a deep dive in their dynamic. The result is what you see.

Long answer: it took me 10+ years in fandom (legit) to like m/m ships. So it's kinda hard?? To watch things with m/m tinted glasses. AKA deliberately looking for m/m chemistry, or interpreting it always that way, or making it up in my head if I can't find it. If I come across a ship, I came across a ship. And I'm the same for any ship.

During my first watch of bongo straycats, I didn't ship much of anything. I looked at those two and went, “yeah, they're haha funny, if I were to ship something it'd probably be this”. I was done with the three seasons out, then, I “forgot” BSD.

I mean. Not that I forgot. I was in-between fandom phases with other stuff. So I didn't pay “the popular ships” much mind. They were there. A thing that existed. I didn't care for them.

Then it went like:

“Hey, I could use some change in my life, lemme style my hair like this anime twink.” “Fic idea for haha funny ship. What if instead of disappearing to commit the die, the anime twink was sick and didn't tell anyone?” ?????? “It is a CRIME that THIS dynamic is on the unpopular side, I'm declaring myself in knkdz hell till further notice and will do something about it.”

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

TL;DR: they are multifaceted, their relationship is a deep rabbit hole of symbolism, and a blast to write about.

Superficial answer: complementary personalities + look good together + attractive + hilarious banter + suspicious moments + annoyances to lovers.

Heartfelt answer: I look at them from a complete perspective. Never one without the other, never caricatures of themselves. There's the caring domestic side, the dumb disagreements, the synergy and mutual respect, the defiance of internal values, the angst past and present… They are complex. The more you dig, the more you find. It's entertaining. It made the brain go brrrrr.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

It isn't often I come across interpretations I disagree with. Dedicated knkdz shippers and I are mostly in the same wavelength. My unpopular opinion, however, boils down to “I interpret both as some flavor of bisexual, not gay” and “mischaracterization”.

Will elaborate on the latter.

On Kunikida: headcanon as the fandom might, IMO, this guy isn't confident about love and sex. Let alone super liberated.

Picture this. Inexperienced + perfectionist + “dear diary, today I dreamt of my perfect wife” + “do girls not like me because I'm a nerd?” = pretty romantic, huh? And out of touch with reality.

Don't get me wrong. He does have carnal desires or kinks, I feel. I see him as shy and easy to fluster in the beginning. He takes time to relax and do his thing, being his own biggest critic.

On Dazai: he isn't helpless and definitely has an edge. I have a catboy agenda to set. Think like a cat's claws. Can and will scratch if unhappy, they're part of him, do not declaw the catboy. The feetsies are soft and adorable. They're also a part of him.

In the love aspect: when he LIKES someone, Dazai goes “brain.exe has stopped working” and does/says the stupidest shit. I think he orbits them out of no idea how to deal with it. Staying in the same space, wanting closure, not asking for it. Literal cat behavior again.

Now, in sex matters, he's shameless for… the most part. Not vulnerable all the time. He can flirt when it's for meaningless flings. What IMO WOULD make him cry is emotional stuff. Which may be tied to a sexual moment. Just not necessarily.

[lutiaslayton]

Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva

ＰＡＲＴ　０２

〚ＦＩＲＳＴ〛〚ＰＲＥＶ〛〚ＮＥＸＴ〛

Disclaimer: This is a fan-translation for the Japan-exclusive novellisation of the movie Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva. The original novel was written by Aya Matsui under the supervision of Akihiro Hino, and belongs to Level-5.

This translation only aims to be a pleasant read for non-Japanese fans, nothing more: I made a few deliberate changes while translating in order to get the writing style closer to what is usually found in English fanfictions, as the Japanese storytelling can sometimes be different than what we are used to.

☆ Luke Triton

“Why must I stand alone in one of the many rooms of Gressenheller University, deep in thought, you ask? Well, this is indeed a great mystery.”

I was standing in Professor Layton’s office, and I, Luke Triton, was talking to myself.

The room was overflowing with puzzles that we had solved in the past, and others that we would solve in the future… as it had always been.

“The answer is simple. Soon, the professor will finish his lecture, and return here to enjoy his afternoon tea. “It takes five minutes to boil a pot of water, two minutes and fifteen seconds for the leaves to infuse and the tea to be ready… Of course, I mustn’t forget to add one more serving for myself. “Working backwards from there, the only matter I have enough time to settle now is…”

I looked around the room, letting my last sentence trail off. After all, I am Professor Layton’s apprentice! I’m used to thinking over this sort of situation.

“Alright, I’ve got it!”

I picked up a newspaper that was spread haphazardly on his desk.

“Puzzle solved! Of course, that’s what a gentleman does.”

I even tried to mimic his tone of voice a little.

After making sure that there was nothing important stuck between its pages, I folded the newspaper neatly and then put it aside. Every now and then, a misplaced coin will happen to fall out of places like this.

To me, the famous Professor Layton is as close to a perfect gentleman as it can get.

Though when I say ‘as close as it can get’… Yes, there is a reason why I used this subtle expression. One of these reasons is that the professor is not good at keeping things organised.

Well, in his defence, he is a very busy man with a lot of thoughts and puzzles always running through his head. I know he can’t help it. Between the daily requests to solve other people’s troubles on one side, and the curious letters mingled with his mountain of important documents on another, he is lucky to have someone like me who can help him sort through all his paperwork.

Well, what always happens is that I will be trying to classify everything, but then a little bit of every pile soon gets mislaid somewhere else, so this is quite the issue in and of itself. But nothing will get lost under my watch!

This time, I chose to deal with this newspaper in priority: this is because newspapers are especially dangerous. Sometimes the professor will just roll up the whole thing and throw it in the bin, and not even notice that it was tangled with something else… The Mystery of the Missing Documents is not a puzzle I want to solve often if I can avoid it. This mystery is far from being the interesting kind, since from the very beginning we know who the culprit is…

“Does this reasoning really hold true, Luke?”

This is what the professor would sometimes tell me, in those times when I would be trying to solve yet another of these Missing Documents puzzles.

In those times, he would usually look a lot less like a gentleman, and instead more like a naughty boy playing rock-paper-scissors in a London street corner. He would have the same glint in his eye, so I would sometimes imagine him as if he were a lot shorter than he is in reality, without his suit and top hat… I would just see him as a young street boy named Hershel, who in this moment would be a professor by title alone.

And then, in those times, I would always wish that I could tell that naughty Hershel boy, once and for all:

“These Missing Documents… The person who holds the key to this baffling case…”

Of course, I would get ready to point a dramatic finger. It would only hold weight if I acted just like him.

“…is you!”

Just as I remembered that I was actually speaking aloud, the professor opened the door.

Oh no! Did he hear me just now?

“…i-is you that I’ll tidy up next…”

As a natural continuation to my desperate attempt at covering up my mistake, I rushed to prepare his tea. Let’s… see, it would take five minutes to boil the pot of water, two minutes and fifteen seconds to infuse once the leaves would be added, leaving me to wait until it would be ready to drink… Of course, I needed not forget to add an extra serving for myself…

“Luke, do you remember this song?”

As I heard the professor’s voice and turned around, I saw him place a record on the gramophone.

The music answered his question faster than I could ever have. As soon as the singer’s voice reached my ears, it was as if an electric current had run through my whole body. It was soft and so, so beautiful…

“Professor, isn’t this Janice’s song?” As I tried to say this, my voice had just cracked…

The professor nodded and handed to me the record sleeve.

“It was on display in the show window of a disc shop. They said that it was their latest album.”

Janice’s face was on the cover. Her lips were slightly smiling, looking at someone else out of the frame.

My heart ached a little. That pain… I had already felt it three years ago. The moment I had met her, I was left in awe: she was much older than me, beautiful…

It was then that I noticed on the cover the pendant which was hanging around her neck… She was already wearing it back then. I was glad that she still cherished it to this day.

“Wow, it’s already been three years…”

The professor nodded quietly. Three years… In this moment, it felt like all this time had passed in the blink of an eye; yet also, as if it had been an eternity.

Have I grown up since then? Could I be getting closer to being that ‘future gentleman’? Between the time of that case and today…

“Hm? Luke, what is all this?”

“Oh, that’s…!”

I followed his look, and blood rushed to my face in embarrassment. It was a big pile of documents. I had taken all these letters and paperwork out of the mailbox, and then proceeded to completely forget all about it.

“I’m sorry, Professor, I have yet to clean this up…”

He turned to the pile and picked up a letter from the bundle. For a moment, this gave me a sense of déjà-vu.

No, this was not déjà-vu… Three years ago, this was exactly how things were when the professor and I had received Janice’s letter.

Yes... That curious case had all started with one single letter from her.

And at the time, this case would then become precisely the first puzzle-solving journey in which the professor and I worked together…

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[alchemist-of-thebes]

KH OC Week Day 1

Hello! How fun that KH OC Week is finally here! Actually, even though I've known about it since it started, I've never actually taken part in it. But I'm trying it! I'm trying so hard! I've been writing for a very long time, but only started dabbling in KH-related stuff because of @hinataoc. My characters were really originally mostly made to help support her characters and her stories, but the ol' writing bug would bite me every here and there and eventually I started writing little stories and adventures of my own for them. I've got a few now, but this week I think I'll just focus on the two OCs that started this journey for me. So... uh, here we go.

Day 1: Introductions

◾Tell us about your OC!

To start off my first OC Week, I’d like to introduce two of my characters - Velcia and Velcia! …Wait, what?

Yes, I’m afraid that it may seem a bit confusing at first. Both characters share the same name and very similar appearances, but they are in fact very different people! So let me introduce them both and tell you a bit about each one.

First, credit to the amazing @amyhayanora for the wonderful art of these two for me! She did such a good job of bringing them to life.

Now, to get started! On the left we have the first “Velcia”, who lived in Daybreak Town as a Keyblade Wielder up until the Keyblade War.

KHx-Era Velcia:

Her true name is “Valencia Florere”, but when she arrived in Daybreak Town all alone at the age of 3 years old she was unable to pronounce her own name properly. Nobody in Daybreak Town could have known otherwise, and so her mispronunciation “Velcia” was how she was known. For just this one introduction, I’ll use her ‘real name’, though don’t expect her to recognize it!!

As a toddler, Valencia was rescued from the Lanes Between Worlds by The Master of Masters, who did not deem fit to provide to anyone else an explanation of how she ended up there. Not having the faculty to raise a babbling baby, The Master of Masters created a digital data world modeled after Enchanted Dominion. This snippet of a world was completely devoid of danger, and it was here that Valencia was raised alongside a digital Aurora by the Good Fairies.

Pleasant and peaceful though it was, being raised by digital facsimiles of real people does tend to leave one a little odd, and by time Valencia was old enough to leave this fictional nursery she was quite an odd girl indeed.

Shy, awkward, and almost entirely lacking in social skills, Valencia was nonetheless an aspiring artist who quickly honed her craft as she worked to document as many Wielders and events in Daybreak Town as she could as a sort of reclusive self-styled historian. Her fingers and hands usually have pencil smears on the sides from all her drawing. She does wipe them off constantly, but she’s also drawing constantly so it’s a bit of a self-defeating endeavor.

She doesn’t try to be annoying or obnoxious but has a vague sense that there are things that she does that bother other people that she can’t really seem to change. This leaves her with a bit of a lack of confidence, but she’s always so eager to learn more and add more things to her books she pushes past her awkwardness anyway. 

Poor Valencia is terrible at fighting and quite a pushover, who did her best to stick to the periphery and hope nobody would notice her working quickly to sketch them into one of her many books. It wasn’t until she finally met a young man named Balthazar that she was really able to find a stable friend and companion. 

Valencia found she had a strong affinity for the World of Olympus, dearly loving everything about it. Of all the Projected Worlds, Olympus was where she spent the most time and as soon as she was able she bought a set of Olympian Robes from the Moogle in Daybreak Town; but stuck to wearing her more familiar boots, pants, and other various accessories. She didn’t know what her true homeworld was supposed to be, but she hoped beyond hope it could be Olympus.

The events leading up to the Keyblade War were nearly as devastating to Valencia as the War itself, and during the war she was struck with what should have been a fatal blow and left for dead - but a very odd thing happened. An unusual Heartless appeared on the battlefield and whisked her away from the chaos, bringing her to Olympus and healing her before ultimately being destroyed.

Now living on the world of her dreams, Valencia eventually managed to put the traumas of her past behind her and start a family. Her now-powerless Keyblade and the name “Velcia” were both passed down through the generations, and each time one “Velcia” passed away the next-born daughter received the name and the heirloom Keyblade, and after some time that brings us to…

KHII-Era Velcia

Velcia Anthes, daughter of Hephestus and Ioanna Anthes, was raised in Thebes as a Potion-Maker and Alchemist by her father after her mother mysteriously vanished when she was two years old. Named after her Keyblade-Wielding Ancestor from her mother’s side, Velcia received the Heirloom Keyblade and grew up hearing stories of wielders from her grandmother and marveling at the tales.

Coming from a family of scholars on her father’s side, Velcia is keenly interested in learning everything she can about the fundamentals of both magic and potion-making; and her devotion to learning magic hit an all-time high after her father and cousin were killed by Vanitas during the events of KH:BBS. 

After this, she was taken in by her aunt and uncle who helped her to stay strong and focus on her studies as they worked together to overcome the pain of losing their loved ones. Thanks in no small part to their support and the integrity of her father, Velcia is kind, graceful, and has every bit of the elegance that her KHx-era ancestor lacked; but most of all she is driven and determined to help anybody she can, especially if it means they can avoid the sorts of losses she dealt with growing up.

Thanks to time spent participating in events at the Coliseum when she was younger, Velcia combined her effective if rudimentary physical fighting skills with her growing array of spells to become a competent red mage who was very confident in her magic abilities. In her mid-twenties during the events of KHII, Velcia thought that her life as a potion-maker was perhaps all she would ever be.

One fateful day she meets a visitor from another world named Samantha, and almost the next thing Velcia realizes she’s being asked to come use her magical powers and knowledge to help Sam and Hinata chase down a dangerous Replica called Thaanix. This, it turns out, is only the start of her adventures…

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That’s about it for my introductions! I will include answers for both Velcias going forward for the rest of the week, but will likely have more information and pictures posted for the Modern-Era Velcia as I have more stories and art for her. Truth be told, the picture above is really the only proper picture of KHx-Era Velcia I have! Thank you for reading these little bits about my characters, I really hope you’ve enjoyed them.

Anyone who would like to read any of the stories I've written can find them either on my AO3, or on @hinataoc's Fanfiction.net page (which also has a plethora of other very good stories by her that you should check out). Archive of our Own Fanfiction.net

In addition, I have been in the middle of posting a new story about the Modern-Era Velcia called "Return to Eos", with a new chapter posted every weekend. I'm trying to post a little snippet of the chapters here on Tumblr as they go up, so if you are interested you can keep an eye out for those, too. Lastly, thanks very much to the @khoc-week crew (small as it may be this year) for hosting this event. :D

[neonscandal]

Thanks for answering my ask from a few weeks ago @neonscandal ..... If you don't mind me asking (again), what are your top 10 (or top 7) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before....

Thank you for asking in the first place! ❤️

Not at all unique is the fact that, as soon as I get asked a question about my top faves, I immediately draw a blank on everything I've ever enjoyed or watched, ever. 😅 I'm sure that's not the first time you've heard that. No need to apologize, as you can probably tell from other asks, my answers change regularly. This is my anime/manga blog so without any regard for order:

Life Lessons with Uramichii-Oniisan (anime) - depending on how old you are, there's a cognitive dissonance that occurs when you're no longer younger than nor the same age as your favorite protagonists in the stories you grew up with. This is the anime that eases the blow of that like the ibuprofen you now keep at home, at work and in your purse. And it's hysterical.

Attack on Titan (anime/manga) - There is something to be said for the eloquence of the exposition in this story which, when you know Isayama spent years shopping his art around to no avail because of the roughness of his style, makes perfect sense. While refining his art, he had all this time to pore over the story, hide little easter eggs so there'd be one string that gathered up all seeming loose ends. Just an incredibly interesting story to unfold. It's the kind of thing you wish you could read again for the first time but that's laughable because, every time you read it, you notice something you hadn't the last time.

To Your Eternity (anime) - This is the Grey's Anatomy equivalent in anime. Like, oh. You're emotionally constipated and need a good cry? Pick an episode at random. Watch a whole season if you're really about that life.

Sasaki to Miyano (manga/anime) - TBH I tied between this or Horimiya. They are not the same story but hold similar places in my heart. What I love about Sasaki to Miyano is how delicate it is. Yea, slow burn, whatever. But no, it just kind of gives Miyano space to come to terms with himself and Sasaki is the safety net that accepts him in all forms. Can love be this sweet?

Goodbye, Eri (manga) - Fujimoto is off the wall. Chainsaw Man is an excellent representation of that. Seemingly unfocused and always good for some sort of shock factor. I've been wanting to write, for some time, about how Fujimoto is like a trickster of a genie but I'll shelve that for the time being. Goodbye, Eri's disjointed narrative as if told in photographs and the art style which shows movement despite its static medium. It's a really elegant piece with a plot twist you don't see coming because, of course you don't. That, in fact, is part of the whole message of the story, isn't it?

Ranma 1/2 (anime) - Nostalgia. This was the first anime I ever watched that I locked into. It started me on a path of drawing, it encouraged me to seek out other shows.. this series is what started it all wayyy back then (okay, not that far back then, this was in the 00's). Tsundere x tsundere, yes but also just the immediate identification with characters who couldn't authentically be themselves because they kept bending and breaking under external pressures. I could very much relate and empathize even if the chaos of their universe was too fanciful for my own. Also, pretty sure Rumiko Takahashi is the longest running mangaka with consistent chapters in Shonen Jump for the last 40+ years is wild.

Vinland Saga (anime) - I honestly don't even know what to say about this story. But I think my favorite observation is a post I saw someone make where they wrote "No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle" with a picture of Thorfinn. And they were so poignantly right. Phenomenally twisted revenge story that is not at all satisfying. 10/10.

Link Clink (donghua) - This show is a vibe. If it hasn't been on a recommendation list yet, it's coming. The music, the art, the unfurling back story of the main characters as they untangle the lives of others? It manages to be both gutting and cerebral at the same time. Like every time I watch I'm like... I need to read the source material because the complexity of the concurrent storylines makes it such a head scratcher as to the larger plot.

Jujutsu Kaisen (anime/manga) - *Gestures vaguely to the rest of my blog.* We're still in the throes of how this story is going to play out which is nerve wracking and exciting for all its possibilities. I hold out a lot of hope that we'll see some stunning exposition in future chapters that we won't see coming.

Belle (anime) - It's just beautiful. 😘👌🏾 I talk a lot about my niece and nephew because I've turned them into my dorky little mini-me's. Also, being an aunt is like the best job. Belle is a movie that had them both gagged with the animation. If a show or series can get both of them to put their ipads, books, art supplies, etc. down, then I know I put them onto something special. Honestly, anything I enjoy with them makes it that much more special to me, personally.

This was lovely. I'll get back to posting lists soon, feel free to check out other recommendations!