#it was a cute idea but it turned out kinda meh

[pruneunfair]

Ranking OI maids.

23: Dobiella (The villainess maker)

The 20 people in the villainess maker fanbase have already agreed this girl is literally just Dobby as a anime girl from the way she speaks to the fact that their names sound similar. Most maids in OI tend to follow 2 personality traits: either they devoted to the point of nearly being husks or they are mean bullies who pick on their boss. Dobiella though... she takes that to a whole new level, girly isn't even a person she literally needs a purpose to live, even Ayla is creeper out by it, That hairstyle she has is wack too.

22: Lina (the tyrants perfumer)

Similar to Dobiella except it's not to such a concerning degree. She's a decent character but the bar is already quite low given how the characters are simple in TTOP.

21: Ellie (50 tea recipes of the Duchess)

Her design is cute I won't lie, braids and glasses are a classic ill always be a sucker for. But again, she's really not much other than a shy follower to Chloe ready to defend her. Won't change the fact she's still my favorite character in 50 tea recipes of the Duchess.

20: Ruby's maid (how to get my husband on my side)

I honestly cannot remember her name 😞 I can't remember which chapter she debuts in so I kinda just gave up on looking. anyway when it comes to personality she's still a tad dull but she's still got more than the last 3. The design is pretty meh but I can't fault her too much, she was pretty nice for all the times I remember her on screen.

19: Emily (actually I was the real one)

on one she really annoys me for some reason, probably cause she comes across as a real suck up but on the other hand, I can understand her desires for fancy clothes and materials.

18: Mina (Actually I was the real one)

Cosettes maid she had for like.. 5 chapters. I know a lot of people hate her for talking smack about Keira and not being grateful enough but the girl was also a homeless woman with her little brother. Cosette used Mina as a tool for her goals and let her get deported when everything went wrong during the rite arc. Remember the main reason Mina did what she did was because Cosette was using her brother's comfort and safety as leverage.

17: Annie (The villainess turns the hourglass)

Again, can't blame a maid for wanting a little more in life, with that being said it feels a tad weird whenever she acts like a pet whenever Aria offers her gold. Don't really like the fact that she also covered up Annie's freckles, let the Freckles be seen! 😤

16: Urania (From maid to queen)

Her rank might go up or down in the future since I've just started reading maid to queen but I liked the idea of a protagonist who could actually be selfish instead of perfectly kind or badass. Urania gets way too much hate so far in my opinion because she's actually more realistic and the only thing I'm concerned about is that she might become too stupid in her goal to return as a concubine since it's how she died in the first timeline.

15: Rose (Actually I was the real one)

The most iconic it Keiras maids. I preferred her first appearances more but for a maid with another personality dedicated to Keira but she's not as annoying as Emily and shows up more often than Mina. I do like her but there are better ones.

14: Emma (the villainess turns the hourglass)

out of all the evil maids Emma was one of the first who at least did it in a way that wasn't just tampering with food. She was a noble who lost her wealth and suffered a miscarriage so it did explain why a maid would be classist and raise Mielle with a superiority complex. Not bad for a side villain.

13: Anna (Not your typical reincarnation story)

I didn't really care about out her at first, she had a lot of Kuu dere traits and for a while she felt like a robot, thankfully she develops little by little as time went on and I love her for it.

12: Jessie (the villainess turns the hourglass)

Homegirl was just trying to do her job and I love her for it. After what Aria put her through in the first timeline she deserves that extra compensation.

11: The head maid (How to get my husband on my side)

Does this woman even have a name? 💀 I may have said braids+glasses were one of my favorite designs for maids but it's only 2nd to the experienced and almost muscular like designs. Beyond that her personality legit makes sense. She is universally hated for not accepting Ruby and while i do think attacking her for no reason is stupid it makes sense that's she not gonna immediately trust a stranger when she has people like Ellen to take care of. Speaking of that the relationship Ellen had with the head maid for as little of it that is seen is still very wholesome. We love our older ladies.

10: Emily..again (Death is the only ending for the villainess)

Probably the most iconic of OI maids and of course I like Emily but I do wish she had a little more to do with the plot, not bad but there are better ones.

9: Granna (Handmade tales of the handmaid)

Another maid protagonist but her concept is actually unique, a old woman who passed away of natural causes unexpectedly transmigrated as a 15 year old maid and with her experience cleans the mansion she works for with ease. The story is so far amazing and Granna mentally being an old woman instead of a ordinary office worker gets her extra points.

8: Lilian (who made me a princess)

Give this woman a raise Claude! That woman did so much for Athy I still consider her the one true parent to the kid.

7: Delice (Remarried empress)

Delice may only be remembered for being mutilated by Rashta but she still holds a special place in my heart. I felt so bad for her when her brother just told her nothing was wrong when Rashta was growing unstable and next thing you know during her next shift she gets framed and tortured 😢. Rashta I love you but not cool girl! In another universe Delice got to be spared and run away to start a little flower garden or a toy store with her dream husband.

6: Sancha (Sister I will be the queen in this life)

This little cutie deserves more than what she got. Don't get me wrong the story treats her pretty well when it comes to her new life and Ariande as a friend but at the same time.. I kinda think she exists to be the token homeless girl for Ariande to bring in to look better, she doesn't do much outside of cheer her lady on and I don't really care for her love interest that much. However I have noticed that Sancha is usually at her best when she's away from Ariande meaning she does more then be a cheerleader. Her moments of refusing to forgive Malleta were her best moments for her character. Speaking of which..

5: Malleta (Sister I will be the queen in this life)

one of my most favorite problematic queens though that's not saying much considering most of my favorite characters are toxic women. First of all: the character design, Sancha looks cute and all but she has the same super cute petite and youthful look most OI maids have. I know it's just because SITQITL puts non conventionally attractive characters as villains with exception of Ceasre and Isabella but I still love that Malleta stands out with a plus sized body, freckles, and narrow eyes instead of doe eyes. Her personality while admittedly trashy is still so entertaining given how delulu she can be. Personally I wish there were scenes where she and Isabella would just be gossip girls and talk shit about all Isabellas enemies. God why did she have to die so soon 😔

4: Chuchu (isn't being a maid better than being a princess?)

Pay no attention to the fact that she shares a name with a LOZ monster. Like I said my favorite kinds of maids are the muscular types who could carry a an entire table which is why Chuchu is one the greats. She's a total gentle giant and I'm so glad the series didn't kick her out completely when the FL moved on.

3: Helena (kill the villainess)

Im gonna throw hands with Helena haters cause what did she even do!? She made mistakes and was willing to apologize and make up for them and that still wasn't enough. Istg internalized misogyny did her dirty I tell you. As the 2nd FL I'm glad the author treated her with respect and actually brought up that Helena has feelings too just like Eris. What I loved the most about her was how she realistically handled the usual evil maid when some random maid put sand in Eris's dessert. When Eris slapped her Helena stood up for what was right and told Eris there was no reason to abuse someone else when they could easily just be fired. 👏 thank you Helena, thank you for finally doing what was sensible by firing the maid instead.

2nd: Sienna (isn't being a maid better than being a princess)

It was really hard to decide between Helena and Sienna so even though Sienna is up higher they are actually tied. Just gonna say it, out of all the FL's she beats all of them in terms of character design because that braid combined with green is perfect. The manhwa she's from is pretty short but it's still really wholesome albeit with a few cliches and random sad flashbacks.

1st: Bridgette. (This isekai maid is forming a union)

Reddit can complain about isekai maid villainizing nobles too much but I won't care because Bridgette, like Helena, IS a maid and naturally would be against workplace abuse. It's funny how quick they'll be about complaining that the nobles are one note because they don't have justifiable reasons to slap a maid while they don't bat an eye at the numerous counts of villainized maids in OI beforehand. Back to the point though Bridgette is one of the most complex protagonists I've ever seen. She can be mean, she can be kind, she can rash and she can still be resilient. That's what makes her so relatable she's not a single personality teathered to a ball and chain. Not only that but it's her and the entire story that made me feel comforted knowing I wasn't the only one turned off by the iffy tropes in OI being supported.

These tropes are all shown through flashbacks of Bridgettes past lives and I have to point out how much they still feel so unique even if they are the same soul, each of them making me cry one way or another. (Fawn and Muriel, my babies! 😭)

[jseobsky]

That spot will be mine.

Pairing ! bf!Seeun x gn!Reader Synopsis ! Seeun was tired of you having photocards of every idol but him on your phone, now that he was debuting he made it his mission to get you his own photocard. However, when you finally open the album, you don't pull him. Genre ! So fluff I can't, romance Warnings ! swearing, kissing, not proof-read, my humour- Wc ! 1.3k a/n ! Totally not based bcs today I finally bought the album and got Junmin while I was manifesting Seeun- HOWEVER JUNMIN LOOKED SAUR CUTE ON THE PHOTOCARD I CAN'T

Main masterlist !

After knowing my boyfriend was finally going to debut I had one thing in mind and one thing only: Collect his group’s photocards. Until now, I haven’t really collected any photocards even while having around 20 albums myself. I just kinda kept them in their album boxes and the usual one photocard that I kept in the back of my phone case. Seeun wasn’t thrilled about this, he took my photocard choices very seriously, telling me I should keep them in a safer manner or that I could not by any means in the entire world take my Enhypen’s Niki photocard everywhere I went. 

While he was still a trainee it seemed like he also had one goal in mind: Gain my phone case photocard spot. He tried to gift me Polaroids that he took and make me save them on my phone case. At first, I did have them on my phone, but after seeing an idea on Pinterest I couldn’t help myself; All the Polaroids went on the now giant pictures wall. He then started to hate Pinterest. Sure he said all those things jokingly, he knew how much I loved kpop and how much that wall of pictures meant to me. He loved seeing me happy, but he did hate when I got his first album. 

Seeun kept telling me how I could not, by any means, buy his album. Talking about how he was going to gift it to me. “You’re going to curse it.” He said. “You always cry about how you never get your biases unless I’m the one who gifted you the album. I’m not taking any chances.” It was hell waiting for it. I had been waiting for years until his debut, and now I had to wait even more until I could get the physical album? Unbelievable. Seeing all those unboxing videos, and all these people having more than one photocard inclusion while I, who wasn’t able to even pre-order because of Seeun, will only have one. I learned to get over it quickly, patience is a virtue… Fuck that. I don’t wanna wait anymore. It’s been years, decades, maybe even centuries since the album came out. I want that album. I need that album. 

What’s worse is that I didn’t realize with Seeun’s debut that he’ll be even busier. Maybe what I actually needed was Seeun, not his album. 

I’m lying around my living room. A kdrama playing on the tv, and the window is open while I feel really cold. Look, someone is lazy, okay? And the kdrama is so interesting as well… An open box of snacks next to me that I slowly reach out to, not taking my eyes off the tv. The scene was so intense that it was able to make me ignore the little click of the door until I hear someone shouting. “IT’S HERE!” I slowly turn my head around with my eyes wide open. Who the fuck? A wild Seeun appears. Like literally, ignore the bad pokemon reference, Seeun comes in running with a bag in his right hand and his phone in his left hand, which he’s waving. He has the biggest grin on his face while looking at me. I smiled too. Pausing the show while standing up, running towards Seeun going for a hug. Which I never received. Seeun moved to the window and closed it. “It’s really cold outside, you shouldn’t have your window opened, it’s literally about to rain.” He said. I tilt my head and shrug my shoulders while still smiling. “Meh that’s not important, come here” I ran towards him again, only for him to move to the couch, moving some items to the floor before placing a pizza-shaped box on the table. I glare at him. “Look I got it!! Aren’t you excited?!” Seeun says with, again, a really big smile. I try to contain a smile and jokingly I roll my eyes, turn around, and act petty. “I would be more excited if my boyfriend, who I haven’t seen since February, would hug me.” I try to look at him for a bit, and seeing that he now has a smirk on his face I turn my head around again. “Oh really?” He said teasingly. I turn around with a blank face. “No.” We stay looking at each other for some seconds before I start smiling again. I run to the side of the sofa he is sitting on and I jump on top of him. “I’ve missed you so much,” I say while hugging him tightly. He moves my head from being buried in his neck to being in front of him. His expression mirrors mines, a big, BIG smile, and eyes with adoration filled in them. He squishes my face. “I missed you too, so much” Seeun turns his face to look at the box on the table behind me. He sits me on his lap as he sits up, leans forward with a hand on my back to not make me fall, and grabs the box off the table. 

“I got you this,” He says, “hope you like it” I shake my hands and grab the box out of his hands. “I’m just saying, with my luck you’ll get my photocard so enjoy. I did one on this version with that pose you showed me. I’m manifesting specifically that one for you.” Seeun looks at me proudly. I nod fast and start to rip off the plastic that wraps the album. Seeun laughs softly at my poor attempt to rip the plastic off. “Look,” I start saying, “these things are made by the devil himself, don’t laugh at my poor persona because I can’t open the album” I stop my attempt while glaring at him. “Also, I’ve seen you trying to open albums before, and you aren’t a god at opening albums yourself” Finally being able to open the album I grab the most important part of the album. The cd. I’m joking, I grab the inclusions knowing that the part that Seeun mostly wanted to see. I rip one side of the envelope the inclusions were in and slowly turn my head to look at my boyfriend. Fuck, he has his face way too close. Seeun got closer in anticipation of the grand reveal. He nods encouraging. 

I pull out the postcard first, and I smile. “Look I got the baby!” I laugh, Seeun smiles a bit too. “Could’ve been better but I guess a Yechan postcard isn’t the worse,” He says, “now the most important thing, please” I nod. Seeun gets even closer and places his head on my shoulder. I pull the single photo card, which is turned around. I start talking. “You know, just remember it’s okay if I don’t pull your photocard because at the end of the day I-” “Just look at it” Seeun whines. I turn the photocard around.

I feel Seeun drop his whole weight into the sofa’s back, letting out a sigh. Here we go. “I just don’t get it. Why Minjae, why him? Like. If it was… Okay no. I wouldn’t have been happy with anyone. But still!! Why him??” Seeun fake cried. “I mean,” I start talking. “You’re right, you do always pull my biases” Seeun stopped his actions and looked at me with a dead face. He then went to push me off. “Okay no, no, no, wait, no, I’m sorry, I’m joking! You’re my only one!” I laugh, and he stops trying to push me off and goes back to pouting. I lay fully on top of him. I start kissing his face. “I. Promise. You. Are. My. Bias.” He smiles. “Also, I bought an album the other day and I pulled you” I showed him the back of my phone, where a big smiling Seeun was looking back at him. He dropped his mouth and looked at me. “I couldn’t contain myself I’m sorry-” Seeun kissed me. 

[thechekhov]

Dungeon Meshi - Quick Reacts (CHA 15: Porridge)

It’s time for... VOLUME 3!

It’s them again! The guys who got got by the bug coins! 

NO ONE checked their pulses - confirmed. Lmfao. Great job, main party. You all failed your medicine checks. 

This is the... third time? That there’s been mention of monsters moving UP floors. Something has been driving them up out of the lower layers of the dungeon? 

I don’t think it was our guys who did THAT. Fallin was the one who was handy with anti-ghost spells, right? Marcille didn’t know how to do it? 

But the trail says otherwise. Interesting. 

.....business is business..........I guess.

Damn, they got down there FAST. Guess the paintings didn’t slow them down much. I wonder if doodle-Laios is still there.......trapped. 

The idea of having a water level that you WALK over is honestly a super cool dungeon concept. It creates such a unique atmosphere that forces the characters to think about their surroundings in a totally different way. 

I would die for you, dog-man.

“Mermaids, hm? Average Tuesday.“

Those mermaids can pull me underwater any time they want. 

This is kinda cute, not gonna lie. 

NOOOOOOOO SHE DIDN’T HEAR HIM BECAUSE OF THE EARPLUGS!!! NOOOO

Oh, how the tables have turned. Now it’s Marcille and Senshi as the sensible ones. 

They really did just die again, huh. 

To be fair, I don’t know if it’s their skill level that’s at fault. It feels like they just have shit luck. 

Laios did not pay enough attention to care, I think.

Old take on kobolds that makes them dog-like! That’s fun. I’m personally fond of lizard-flavored Kobolds myself but it’s still fun to see familiar terminology.

Do mermaids really turn into fish-faced people when dead??? 

for a second there I thought he straight up slapped him ahahaa

oh my god. Laios is. Singing terribly. To combat. the mermaids. 

Does that...........work? SHOULd it work? Holy shit. 

IT WAS THE MERMAID’S OWN SONG??????

THE COMMITMENT!!! THE CHUTZPAH

Incredible. 10/10. 

Laios is incredible in that he is basically a Horny Guy trope that’s constantly berated by the cast for a base instinct but... instead of sex his base instinct is just hunger and the urge to eat the weirdest ass thing he finds.

I’m gonna ignore whatever emotional turmoil Chilchuck is going through in order to ask.... WHAT?? Are they different species or not? And if so, do they.... work together? Are they filling different niches? Do they not compete for one another? 

Or maybe they’re just a dimorphic species. Maybe the sirens are the dude fishes, and the fish-mermaids are the females. 

The spectrum of this man is edging into ultraviolet territory. 

This is. A fantastic meme base. 

guys can we call it literally anything else

10 photos taken before a disaster

Top DnD College Kid Dinners

Honestly, I respect her ability to just say ‘meh’ and move on though.

DO NOT. RUIN THIS FOR HER.

[hungry-n]

Hiii, it's Idea-anon. Such a nice feeling to post here some ideas again hehe. Let's start with the usual: how's your day going? I'm glad that you like my ideas :3 !! Btw I'm here to introduce the idea of mine! Since I really like N and waiting him become hungry-feral in show, behold my lil headcanon-

✨️N's eating cravings/instinct✨️

Uzi: I think, N is being so..weird this time..he good? Or like he finally realized what's depression is? But I feel somethin' is.. comin'.. no good comin'..

J: *chewing ripped off some worker drone's arm, and then gulped it whole to answer back* Tbh I really don't care.

Uzi: bitc-

*A sudden scream is heard*

Uzi: !!..we gotta check up! Quick!

J: ...meh

Uzi: *points the somehow pulled out of N's stomach railgun*

J: Ok! Ok! Jeez...

*they sneak very quietly towards the source of the cry*

Uzi: ...N..? W-what-

J: Oh fuk..not now..

*N, with big X on screen, is swallowing a worker drone by a moment! He turns around, and is seen his big belly that growls and gurgles. Many of his preys are kicking to being let out. N pulled out his big yellow tongue with saliva on it. He looks so..hungry and full at the same time*

J: His hunger back.

Uzi: ..huh?..

J: Y'know he suck at hunt and useless and stuff- but- not to die from hunger, he has the strongest "Eating-hunting instinct.exe" program. I have one, V does..but N's more visible with his stupid and useless personality.

Uzi: ... *her eyes are rings (like this: 00), don't know what to do for the first time*

J: and y'know, we like..gotta run. Cuz during his last and first eating cravings he almost ate me and V-

After sh*t been happened, N was so sorry and apologized a lot to mentioned recently drones.

~Idea-anon

HAHAAA I LOVE THAT! 😭

and it would make sense… cuz n can’t be completely useless. So I could DEFINITELY see him being programmed with a more powerful predatory instinct, to word it that way…

And n the thought of n awkwardly apologising afterwards is so funny yet kinda cute… im giggling asjdjsjo 😭

Just kinda like…

"I’m very sorry 3:" but he just resembles a sad, sopping wet kitty so much that the worker drones would feel so guilty if they didn’t forgive him… even if they were a little wary and hesitant to do so. AND I IMAGINE J JUST STANDING THERE SUPERVISING AS WELL AND N JUST LOOKS AT HER, 1. FOR APPROVAL, AND 2. IN A WAY THATS LIKE "haha plz don’t hurt me"

Thanks again for sending an ask, idea-anon!!!!

[riddle-me-ri]

Please I need more Secret six Hatter smut please!! Like...what the reader takes his hat during their fun time. Placing it on their head as they praise him more.... Listen he's so small and cute i need more lol!

A/N: asdfggh more s6 hatter? Hatter?? Of course I'm absolutely delighted to oblige. I sorta changed the prompt a wee bit so that it'd be more in character and sorta drive a plot I had mulling in my head, so I hope you don't mind but Reader does get his hat in the end I promise lol also…I literally re-wrote this story like…three times and it still feels kinda meh to me, BUT I wanted to get it finished cause I was super excited for the prompt, so I hope you guys enjoy it!

Trigger Warning: explicit sexual content (gn intercourse), clothes kink? Jervis is turned on by you wearing his hat..so yes? , heavy touching, and making out.

Word Count: 2.7 k (...sorry)

Secret Six Mad Hatter x Reader - If The Hat Fits

The Six had an off day, sort of. A recon mission went south and now the team has to lay low for awhile at the hideout. 

Originally, the idea would make you cringe about staying weeks with this selfish, and reckless crowd…

Until you felt a hand pat your lower back. A familiar warm gloved hand. 

You looked down to see none other than Jervis carefully holding a teacup full of tea on its designated saucer. A wide cheeky grin worn proudly on his face.

"It appears we will be staying in for a bit." He smiled as you graciously took the cup like you always did. "However, I won't mind if it means being with you, I'll admit." 

You smiled back sweetly after you took a sip. It was just the way you liked it. As always. 

"I couldn't agree more, your company will definitely make it easier." 

Jervis rocked on his heels excitedly, giddy like a schoolboy. You wondered if he ever felt this excited during his actual schoolboy days. Judging by what you know, it was unlikely. 

"Oohh, my dear, I would be most gratuitous if you could visit my room! I must show you my new hats you see! But only you and me, just the two of us!" 

Of course, you couldn't say no…

~

You have managed slowly but surely to find yourself a welcomed guest to Jervis' never ending tea parties. There was always a seat for you and a fresh warm cup of team waiting for you. You engaged with him willingly, and with enthusiasm, unlike the others that just dealt with him out of necessity.

As you sat on the edge of Jervis' rickety twin mattress, you had another cup of tea, but this time accompanied by a small pastry. Again your favorite. Cheesy as it was, the fact he remembered such things made your heart flutter. 

Your smile widened and brightened with every new little piece of headgear he unveiled. Every now and then, he prompted you to try it on. His eyes seemed to twinkle and his smile turned into a giddy grin whenever you wore one of his hats. 

However, there was one piece that you were particularly interested in and it's the one he always wore. You always heard mutterings from him about how precious his hat was, how it was his true friend, his only friend.

Never in your life did you think you'd be envious of an accessory but here you are. It made sense, you knew the cause. All the more reason to tread lightly if you ever wish to bring it up.

"Thank you so much for inviting me, Jervis. I'm always excited to know what you're up to." You leaned in and gave him a small peck on his cheek. 

Small kisses were all you two have exchanged at this point. He'd sometimes kiss the back of your hand and as a sign of gratitude you'd kiss his cheek for something. The way his cheeks dusted pink and his Cheshire cat-like grin stretches from ear to ear, you've never seen a more adorable face.

Much like the one he has now as he chuckles softly. He takes a seat beside you and sips comfortably on his own tea as you two enjoy the comfortable silence.

Until a thought comes into your mind as you stole glances at his signature top hat.

"Hey, Jervis…may I ask you something? I've been kind of curious about it for a while…" 

"Hmm?" Immediately he perked up his head and his bright eyes twinkled as he listened earnestly. 

"Umm, you would…consider us friends right?" 

Jervis titled his head a little. "Why…yes…that would appear to be the case, yes." He nodded as he became satisfied with his own answer. 

You nodded, at least that was confirmed. "And what does…umm..what does your hat think? I know how much it means to you.."

Jervis' eyes widened, blinking, speechless. 

No one ever asked him about his hat, his friend, unless it's to explain why it's his friend. But to actually inquire how it feels? To, to recognize its importance to him?

Oh, but it's so fitting, he expects no less from you. You always understood. So kind, grateful, and charming in your special way. Of course you would be the first to ask, you were the first to actually treat him as more than just a teammate you had to learn to share a space with. 

"I-I'm sorry…I, maybe I shouldn't have asked."

Jervis was so lost in his thoughts he completely forgot your question at hand. He's quick to shake his head, set down his cup and rest his hands above yours on your lap. 

"Oh, no, no, not at all, at all. I was just…no one has ever asked that…let alone think to ask it! Oh, but you did! You did!" 

His hands squeezed yours in excitement. "As for your inquiry…" Jervis reached up and pinched the folded sides of his hat, almost as if to wake it up to give him a response. You barely noticed his rather large buck teeth slightly pinching in his lower lip. 

Jervis chortled slightly to himself before looking back up at you. “It-It…likes you,” he chuckled inwardly some more. “Yes, almost adoringly so, but that’s to be expected you know. You’ve always been so kind to me.” 

You don’t want to admit the weight that immediately lifted from your mind and chest. You were glad the ha-his friend recognized you and your efforts to getting closer to the team’s secret weapon wasn’t in vain.

You smiled gleeful at him. “I’m glad to hear that, relieved even…I’ll always be kind to you, Jervis.” 

Jervis gasped softly, he already knew this to be true, your actions spoke loudly and fondly in his memories. 

You were ecstatic with how things were going. Riding the wave of progress and positive confirmations, you decided to try your luck at your next thought. 

“Could, I perhaps, if…you and your hat are comfortable with it, of course. Umm, could I touch it…and try it on? I’ve always wondered…” 

Jervis grinned, kicking his feet that dangled off the bedside. “Curiouser and curiouser, you are, I see.” 

He reached up once more to touch his top hat. He rubbed the tip of his fingers along the edges of it, tapped along the tall sides. Once again, asking, coaxing it to make sure it was comfortable. Jervis gave you a smile as he promptly plucked the hat off his head and handed it to you gently, like an antique teapot. 

You were honestly shocked. 

Just as carefully as he handed it to you, you let it lay on the palm of your hands. No surprise that it smelled like Jervis, teabags and lingering flavored smoke of some kind. It was heavier than you thought, but perhaps it had to be sturdy from Jervis’ every day use. 

You gently caressed the sides with your fingers, enjoying this privilege you weren’t sure you were ever going to get. 

Finally, the moment of truth. You lifted up the headwear and placed it promptly on your head. Your scalp was instantly warm and you felt a little taller even while sitting. 

You supposed this must be what it’s like when partners wear each others clothes, it’s like a new level of intimacy and trust with that special someone. Your heart swelled that you were able to get this far with Jervis. 

“Well,” you chuckled. “How do I look?” You turned to face him. “Jervis?”

The man was absolutely speechless. His eyes were widened like saucers, he was breathing heavier than before, with his lower jaw hung open. Like he’d seen an apparition or some ethereal being. 

“Jervis?” You snapped your fingers. Motionless. 

He was looking at you, scarcely blinking, only when it was necessary. 

“Jervis? A-Are you okay?” You placed your hands on his shoulders and gave him a soft shake. 

The motion seemed to rattle his brain back to life, as he shook his head and finally gulped some air. He instantly grabbed your hands from off his shoulders and held them to his heart. You could practically feel it about to beat through his suit. 

“Oh, oh my, oh my, oh dear, oh dear…oh my dear, you-you look radiant! Marvelous! Stunning, even!” 

You could no longer tell if his heart was beating faster or if it was just him vibrating from every part of his body. He was practically enthralled with you, he began scooting closer to your side. Your face flushed as you two were arm to arm and your faces were centimeters apart. 

Well, everything else has been going way better than planned. 

You managed to free your hands from his clasp and framed his face. Jervis seemed to catch on because before you knew it your lips met his chapped ones. The kiss was only broken due to Jervis’ delightful chuckles causing your lips to tickle and for you to giggle. 

As you caught your breath, you thanked him for the opportunity and was about to return the hat to him, but he stopped you. 

“Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you…kiss me once more?" 

Of course, you couldn't say no.

You passionately kissed him once more, determined to not get the excited giggles again. After a few minutes, you were able to gently slide your tongue into his mouth. You experimentally dragged your tongue along the bottom of his buck teeth, before diving in further to meet his own tongue. 

What was once a fit of the giggles were now stifled whimpers. Which shouldn’t have excited you as much as they did. You brought your hands down from his face and to his chest, you methodically began playing with the buttons on his green dress shirt. 

You pulled away slowly, you asked Jervis in a whisper, “is this all right, Jervis?”

Jervis nodded, enthusiastically. “Yes, yes, my dear! Please…please don’t stop…”

You wouldn’t dream of doing that. 

You got the rest of his buttons unbuttoned and almost instinctively Jervis shucked off his shirt and bowtie and quickly made work of his pants. You often admired how comfortable he was in his own skin to just bare it all without a second thought. 

As you began removing your clothes, there was a weight shift on your head. During the passionate moment you've almost completely forgotten his hat. 

You set it down on the bed gently so you can quickly discard your own clothes. When you look over your shoulder, you already see Jervis lying on the bed, with his head nestled in a pillow, waiting expectantly for you to join him. 

You pick up the hat that’s by your side, unsure what Jervis would want you to do with it. You decided to promptly put it back on, comfortably, like after just this past few minutes it’s a part of you like it’s a part of Jervis. 

As you slowly, seducingly crawled on top of Jervis, careful to keep the hat steady on your scalp. You noticed that familiar twinkle in his eyes, but it was brighter and bigger than usual. His smile was so wide it took up half of his face. His adorably scrunkly face that you loved. 

You snuggled your body closer to his, making yourself comfortable on top of his smaller physique without resting your whole weight. You leaned your lips into his and he returned the kiss fullheartedly. You also began lovingly caressing any and all skin on his body. Delicately, waking up gooseflesh all along his body. 

It didn’t take long for you to feel something pressed up hard against your groin. Jervis moaned instantly into your lips as you begin slowly pumping his cock. 

“P-P-Please…d-don’t tease me…I need you, please..” 

Of course, you couldn’t say no. 

After giving him a sweet confirmation kiss, you leaned over to the dresser that had some drawers open and some broken off it’s track. You took the chance on the high probablity that he had lube, which he had sure enough. 

You lifted off of him and rest your weight on your shins. You applied some to your fingers and lubricated your entrance and generously coated Jervis’ member. 

You balanced yourself just above his cock, your hand holding it making sure it makes it’s way into you. Slowly, you lowered yourself onto him. The intrusion was tight but you steadily got him all the way in. 

All the while ensuring the hat doesn’t fall off your head. You kept a hand on the hat, holding it steady as you let yourselves adjust to the new position. 

You let your hands rest of Jervis’ chest as you began lifting yourself off of him, leaving the head inside of you, before slowly falling back down onto him. As you fastened the pace, you tried to not think of how ridiculous you probably look with one hand on Jervis’ chest and another grasping the brim of his hat to keep it on. I guess that’s where the position got its name from. 

The growing delicious friction and the downright feral noises Jervis was producing had you panting and moaning his name. You gasped whenever he humped deeper into you every time you pushed yourself back down on him.

Your legs started tingling from the strain and growing tension of your nerves as your climax was growing closer and closer. Your entrance practically choked Jervis’ cock, causing him to toss his head back and his eyes to roll back. 

You leaned back while you continued to pump faster than before on top of him. You were panting, racing to to that point of ecstasy. You could Jervis was close as well. His cock twitched inside you and his groans turned into almost growls. 

Between your sweet gestures from earlier, topped off with you wearing his most precious possession and friend…it made sense that Jervis reached his peak first. The pressure of him cumming inside of you along with a final strong twitch, you were quick to ride the waves of your own climax. 

You body shuddered, limbs shaking with pleasing electricity as your nerves finally became unbound. Reluctantly, you propped yourself off of Jervis which caused you both to gasp from the loss connection. 

Before you rolled over to the opposite side of the bed that Jervis didn’t occupy, you gently placed his hat down on the nightstand beside him. 

You plopped down, breathing deeply, doing what you can to catch your breath and let your brain catch up to what just happened. 

Meanwhile, Jervis was in absolute bliss.

For the first time, he can say that not only did he enjoy the rush of the high but also equally appreciate the sweet serenity of the afterglow. 

From the amount of genuine affection you showed him with your kisses, words, and touches…All the while looking absolutely divine with his hat. Not once did he have to hypnotize you or anything, you meant every word and action…

You were like unlike any drug he’s ever had and more exciting than any high he’s even ridden. And he knows cause he has tried most of them. 

It makes Jervis chuckle to think about, but he has no doubt you’ve somehow hypnotized him. You have him wrapped around your finger. For the first time in his life, he didn’t just find a friend, but he found a romantic partner, something he doubted he’d truly find moreso than a friend. 

“My, my how the time has flown by,” Jervis sighed as he looked outside the window. Indeed it had already grown dark and the waxing moon was covered by some stray clouds. 

You giggled, before leaning the side of your face against his. “Time always flies when I’m with you, Jervis.” You kissed his red face that was slowly returning to it’s original color. 

Jervis chuckled gleefully. He truly thinks in that moment he could become addicted to your kisses if he wasn’t already. 

He looks into your eyes, his eyelids heavy as he started getting sleepy. “W-Will you…won’t you…” he yawned and you had to suppress a snicker. “Please…stay the night?”

Of course, you couldn’t say no.

[princesspastel8]

Chapter 35

Trigger warning: R/SA

Third POV

Eboni admits that Alex's home is pretty huge. Almost mansion like. She questions how Taylor even knows him so well. After parting ways with Luna and Iris, Taylor drags Eboni to the male's house - the walk there long but entertaining. Taylor's company can get a bit exhausting since all she seems to talk about is herself, but Eboni can overlook that. She doesn't mind - to some extent.

However, when coming closer to the house, Eboni begins to feel extremely anxious. She's a home body, only going out shopping - mostly in the early morning hours to avoid crowds. Eboni is curious to see what the hype is about when it comes to parties, but once inside, she quickly regrets coming. The smell of sweaty bodies, the air reeking of vap pins & alcohol, the sight of people making out in the corners and couches, bodies grinding against the other in a form of a dance, and the loud almost ear bleeding music playing - needless to say Eboni wholeheartedly wants to be at home right now, with Jeff.

"Hey! Aren't you the girl from that video?!" One guy shouts as he approaches her.

"Holy shit man she is! Damn, she's hotter up close." The other shouts, breath laced with liquor.

Taylor grins, but Eboni isn't up for this. She knows nobody here but Taylor and Alex. She didn't ask to become suddenly popular over a stupid fighting video. This type of attention isn't what she craved before. Sure, maybe it would've been nice before Jeff stepped into the picture - but now she's annoyed by it.

With that in mind, Eboni taps the bottom of the boy's cup upward - liquor splashing out of the cup and onto his shirt & face. The other guy laughs while Taylor drags Eboni away with a frown on her face.

"C'mon gurl! Lighten the fuck up!" Taylor exclaims.

Eboni rolls her eyes. "I don't appreciate drunk losers making a pass at me."

"He was kinda cute - stop bein' so uptight!"

Eboni scoffs, rolling her eyes. No one measures up to Jeff in her eyes. "No one can compare to Jeff."

Taylor throws her head back dramatically, letting out a loud sigh of annoyance. "Can we fa' get 'bout that smilin' freak for one night!? Why stay tie down to one fucker? Mengle a bit."

Eboni hates the idea, so she says, "Only if you promise not to leave my side while we're here. This is my first party, and honestly, Taylor, I'm feeling really uncomfortable."

Taylor rolls her eyes but smiles, flicking her forehead. "Sure, gurl. I get it - just follow meh 'round, and ya be fine. Promise."

Eboni smiles in thanks, allowing Taylor to lock their arms together. The blonde drags her friend around the crowd, meeting and greeting a lot of people - some greet back while others to drunk to speak.

"Eboni! Taylor!"

The two turn around, Taylor smiling brightly and drags Eboni into the kitchen to meet Alex. "Hey!"

"Glad to see you two made it." He smiles, eyes mostly on Eboni. "You two look great."

"Well, duh! 'Course I do."

Eboni rolls her eyes, "Thanks, Alex."

"Yo Taylor! You gotta check this shit out!!" A random guy shouts from within the crowd, sparking the blondes interest.

"Wha' happenin'!?"

"Street dance battle!" He grins.

"Oh hell yeah!" She cheers, quickly following the boy into the crowd.

Eboni's eye twitches in anger. Her friend promised not to leave her side yet ditches her at the mention of a stupid street dance off? The teen clenches her first, watching Taylor skip away. There's no way Eboni would be able to find her in such a crowded house.

Alex watches Eboni, his eyes scanning up and down her body. He notices the obvious hickeys on her neck and frowns. The blonde male shakes his head, smiling, then laughs a bit.

Eboni looks at him, eyes displaying how pissed she is. "What the fuck is so funny?"

Alex shakes his head, leaning forward on the kitchen counter. "Nothing really, that's just what Taylor does." He shrugs.

"She does this shit often? I've never been to a damn party before. Ugh! She promised not to leave my side!"

Alex laughs again. "Yeah. Taylor isn't the most trusting when it comes to parties. I'm surprised she isn't drunk yet."

Eboni raises a brow, "how do you know her so well?"

"Ah, well, we slept together a few times. Sucked my dick in the boy's bathroom from time to time. Then again, I think she did that to everyone on the football team." He said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

Eboni's mouth drops open in shock. "...what?"

Alex side eyes her, chuckling. "Oh, you didn't know? Taylor is the school's whore. Every highschool has one. She seems to enjoy the title, though - being proud of stealing girl's boyfriends and such, only to break their hearts in the end. Guys only come to her for a good time, just how she prefers it. She's the dominator in the bedroom, needless to say." The blonde answers, honestly.

Eboni is speechless. The teen isn't judging Taylor - not at all. In honesty, Eboni doesn't care. That's how Taylor wants to live her life, then so be it. What she's angry about is how judgemental Taylor is regarding her relationship with Jeff. Taylor, out of everyone in her life, is the one who should be the least judgemental person when it comes to choices in who she opens her legs to.

"Want a drink to cool off?" Alex offers, noticing Eboni's building rage. He's seen it before and knows how dangerous the girl can get when angry.

"I don't drink...so a soda would be fine."

"Strawberry?" He questions with a knowing smile.

"You know it." She hums, staring off into the crowd of bodies cheering at whatever is taking place in the middle of it all.

Alex nods, reaching into the cooler to grab a bottle of strawberry soda and some rum - unbeknownst to Eboni. He pours the rum into their cups first, mixing most of the strawberry drink with the alcohol. He tilts his head to glance at Eboni while reaching into his pocket for something. He grins sneakily, dumping the odd substance into her drink. Once done, he walks back to her, passing the teen her drink and keeping his own in his hand.

"You know....I always had this huge crush on you." Alex admits, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

Eboni chuckles, shaking her head. "That's an odd way to start a new conversation."

"But it's truth, though! You were my protector in that god forsaken house." He says genuinely.

"Well...I couldn't keep watching that bitch do those....things to you anymore." Eboni said honestly, a sickening look on her face as she stares down into her drink - old and traumatizing memories resurfacing.

The two are only a year apart. Eboni moved into Alex's foster home when she was eleven, soon after the incident that created her scarred face. Eboni didn't like Alex too much in the beginning. He cried way too often, and it annoyed her. That was until she witnessed for herself why he'd cry those tears of pain, trauma - tears begging for help.

Their foster mother would force Eboni to watch her molested Alex, wanting to teach the young girl how to please a man - but in Eboni's eyes, Alex wasn't getting pleased. He was getting tortured. Alex soon would open up on how his parents died when he was only two years old. His parents had no other family, so he was forced into the system, facing hardship after hardship.

From that day onward, seeing his crying face would remind her of her own. The same tears he would shed brought back memories of the days she'd scream out for her parents to come back. To take her away from the hell they put her in. Once she realized they weren't coming back, she vowed to fight her way through the system - no matter the beatings or the ill treatment, Eboni would always hold this resentment towards her parents for leaving her - and towards herself for living.

Eboni soon would protect Alex to the best of her ability. Fighting the woman and shielding Alex from whatever torment that woman would try to inflict onto the young boy. Eboni could take it. She was used to the beatings. She'd do almost anything to prevent seeing Alex's crying face. Eboni would go as far as to share her bed with the boy, holding him in her arms so the woman wouldn't try to take him without waking Eboni.

After so many calls to the police of the disturbing screams from the neighbors, the social workers were informed, and both Alex and Eboni went their separate ways, and that woman was placed into a jail cell. Fortunately for Alex, he was placed into a good home thanks to the publicity his case gained. Eboni, however, was left in the shadows, forced to endure more hardships. She never held a grudge against Alex. One of them made it out. That's all that mattered to her.

"I'm grateful for you, you know? I still blame myself for the shit she put you through. I just....wish I was stronger back then."

Eboni smiles, placing a hand on his shoulder for comfort. "Stop that already. Guilt will get you nowhere. Look at you now - I'm sure no one dares test you, huh?"

Alex laughs, nodding his head. "Yeah. I always get what I want so -" he shrugs, but his tone seems to sinister - Eboni ignores it, though. The two talk a bit more, mostly about random things and sometimes making fun of people they see in the crowd. Eboni is enjoying Alex's company. However, she knows Jeff wouldn't like this at all. She can't allow herself to get close to any guy. He would be livid, and the teen doesn't want to face that - though it might promise some great jealousy sex.

Eboni shakes the thoughts away, taking a sip of her drink. Her eyes widen a bit at the taste. She eyes Alex, who's wearing a playing grin. "Spill."

Alex raises his hands up in mock surrender. "Alright, alright, you got me. I mixed just a bit of rum. It's sweet and doesn't taste like other alcohols. What do you think?"

Eboni frowns but takes another sip, her tense shoulders relaxing. "I'll admit, it's oddly sweet."

He smirks, bumping his shoulder against hers. "I know you better than anyone, Ebs. You hate sour and hot foods. Plus, there's more soda than rum, so you won't feel that burn alcohol brings. Just want you to loosen up a bit."

"Yeah, yeah. And Ebs? Taylor calls me that. She must've heard it from you."

He sighs, "Yeah. I told her how I ran into you at my job. She said I looked like a love sick puppy." He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

Eboni smiles softly, finishing the rest of her drink. "I think it's best that you abandon those feelings, Alex."

"Huh? Wh- I mean, what makes you think I still have feelings for you? I'm pretty sure I said I 'used' to." He defends.

The teen laughs, "This whole time, while talking to me, you have this sparkle in your eyes. Taylor was right about you looking like a love sick puppy."

Alex sighs, lowering his head. "You always could see right through me.....you must be seeing someone else."

Eboni doesn't know how to respond. She wants to tell the truth, but knowing Alex, he'll ask way too many questions, and Eboni finds it hard to lie in front of Alex - for some reason. "Uh no.. no, not really."

"Then what's up with the hickeys on your neck? I'm not that dumb Ebs. It's an eyesore."

"Eyesore? Really? I think they're art!" She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Art, huh? You must really be into this guy..." he grumbles, his tone shifting to that sinister one again.

"And so what if I am? Look, I'm sorry, Alex, but I can't return your feelings, so can we just....j-just dr...drop....the h-hell?"

Dizzy. She suddenly feels so dizzy. Her vision is blurring just a bit but also losing her footing. Eboni moves to grip the counter, one hand on her cheek as she tries to blink away her blurry vision - to no avail. The teen feels an arm wrap around her waist, her body being pulled against a strong chest.

"That's too bad Ebs...because I really really want you." He whispers into her ear, carefully walking the girl through the crowd and towards the stairs.

"Yo, Ebs where ya -" Taylor calls out from the crowd but notices Eboni leaning into Alex while he raises his hand into a 'thumbs up'

Taylor smiles brightly, holding a thumbs up right back. She walks over to them, patting Eboni's shoulder. "See? Nothin' wrong with testin' the waters. Maybe after this ya' might forget 'bout that smilin' fucker!" She cheers.

Eboni sluggishly looks up, struggling to do so since her head feels so heavy. The two share a look, Eboni's eyes pleading for Taylor to save her. Unfortunately, Taylor doesn't get the hint, either that or the girl refuse to notice. Eboni's pleading eyes are only met with a blinding smile from Taylor.

"Taylor, come on! It's your turn!" A guy from the crowd calls out.

Taylor looks back and nods, giving Eboni one last smile before rushing back to join the dance off that seems to be dying down. Alex grins only grows as he gently helps Eboni up the stairs and into his room. He lays the girl onto his bed, moving to lock his door.

"Smiling fucker huh?" Alex questions out loud, moving around his room to grab a something from his closet.

He walks back over to his bed, handcuffing the girl to his headboard. He sits on the edge of the bed, stroking Eboni's cheek. "The only person I can think about when hearing 'smiling fucker' is Jeff the killer. Oh Ebs...did he put these filthy hickeys on your neck? Was he also the one who left that hand printed bruise on your throat? Yes, I saw it Ebs, how could I not?"

Panic.

The only thing Eboni can do in this situation is panic. Taylor has left her in the hands of someone who wasn't who he seemed to be. Eboni didn't watch him make her drink. She didn't think she had to. She thought she could trust him. Now here she is, chained to his bed, drugged.

Her body feels so weak, yet Eboni can still feel everything. Her vision has cleared up only slightly, but it is good enough to see Alex. The male begins to slowly move his hand from her cheek to her neck, rubbing each hickey - face scrunching up in disgust.

"You let a serial killer bed you? How shameful. Is he big? Does he please you? How many positions did he put you in? How many times does he make you cu -"

Eboni had enough of the endless questioning. She lifts her head up just a bit to spit in his face, mustering as much strength as she can to speak. "D...Did? N....no....he's...f-fucked m...me so m..man..many times..."

Alex freezes for a minute or two, registering what Eboni just did. He snaps his head towards her, raising his hand and punches her in her eye. He laughs, wiping the spit off his cheek with his thumb and licking it off in front of her.

"Ah... I get it. You like it rough, right? So rough that it feels like you're dying any second- right? I can do better. I know I can fuck you better."

Eboni sees stars from Alex's punch. Not realizing that the male is now on top of her. He raises her dress, ripping her fishnets off and slips her thong to the side. He raises a brow, noticing some wetness leak out of her - only a bit.

"Hold on..." he whispers, shoving two fingers into her cunt. "....did he fuck you before coming here? Aww! Was the poor joker wanna be killer scared of losing his toy to another man? That's to bad, because he certainly is!"

Eboni stares at the male in terror, his forbidding eyes chilling her to the bone. His menacing smile brings tears to her eyes as she weakly tries to yank against the cuffs. He laughs, quickly removing his pants and boxers. He lowers himself down, beginning to grind against the girl's slit.

"I'm not one for sharing, but I don't mind taking a man's sloppy seconds. I did fuck Taylor after all." Alex brags, a smug look taking over his features. "Wait...you like it rough. Yeah..I remember those magazines you always managed to hide from that woman. I remember watching you undress, tempted to touch yourself, but you never did. You felt disgusted having such freakish desires after everything that woman made you watch - but it's ok, Ebs! I never blamed you - I still can't blame you. I always... always pictured that you were her, trying to find some enjoyment in that torture. But now look at us! Finally....FINALLY becoming one!"

At that vile declaration, he forces his length inside her - the girl gasping as heavy tears flow down her face. Alex groans loudly - his grin stretching wildly. He moves to place his hand around her throat, squeezing tightly - nearly choking her.

Eboni gasp, trying to bring air into her lungs. When he loosens his grip, she begins coughing and hacking - her lungs burning. Alex giggles at the sight, slowly moving his hips back and forth - relishing in the feeling of Eboni's warmth.

"I...oh fuuuuck you feel so good Ebs, even better than I imagined! I've been dreaming of this for years! I tried to find you, but the system made it impossible! But when I saw you.....at school..holy shit~ you looked so beautiful, you always look beautiful! E-Everything you do is so awesome!"

Alex tightens his grip on her throat again, the teen beginning to lose air. Eboni's tears never stop, choking on her heavy sobs that never seen to leave past her lips. She tries to force her mind to dift away. She wants to force herself to believe that all of this is a bad dream - that the one thing she's tried to prevent her entire life is ....is not happening right here right now.

Dissociate...please- PLEASE DISSOCIATE!

Nothing. Eboni can't disappear. She can't hide into the deepest corners of her mind. Her body isn't let her. Her body is enjoying this - her body is betraying her. This isn't right. This isn't supposed to feel good. It seems like her body, mind, heart, and soul are all at war with each other - none of them on one accord.

"Breath play. It's something I'm sure he's never done with you, right? Th-This can be our own thing! Oh, Ebs!~ I feel so close already! Ready to become one? I am! Oohhhh god, I've waited so long for this!" He moans out loudly, picking up his pace.

Eboni clenches her fist, her nails digging into her palms. She can feel her own body building for its climax. Eboni still tries to fight these feelings her body is forcing her to endure. She never once thought that her own body would fight against her.

"Oh fuck oh fuck Oh fuuuuck! Gooood! Ebs I'm cumming! Holy shit I'm cumming!~" Alex moans out loudly, emptying his heavy load into her.

At the feeling of his seed inside her, her body finally releases itself - her mind slipping, shifting into a state it's never been in before. She can feel herself falling into an abyss full of darkness, sickness, and hatred. Alex isn't done with her, no - he wants more. So he keeps going, forcing Eboni to endure countless rounds - her body twisted and toyed with in many positions, and Eboni didn't know were possible. The more he came inside, the more the light within her eyes fades - her fighting spirit fading, her strong will disappearing. Alex doesn't fail to miss any inch of her body. He touched, fondled, kissed, and licked every inch of her - from her the top of her head to the sole of her feet.

Gone. A piece of Eboni is now gone, forever taken by the male above her. Alex pants heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead and onto her face. He pulls out, placing his clothes back on. Alex smiles, fixing Eboni's thong and pulling down her dress.

"That was so much fun wasn't? Your pussy really sucked me dry. Oh oh! What if you have a kid? Aahh-! Our baby would look so beautiful! They'll be so pretty and strong and so awesome!" He cheers, putting his shirt back on.

The blonde reaches over to take the cuffs off, watching Eboni slump against the bed out of breath. "I'll go get us some water then clean you up, ok? I love you...so much, Ebs." He whispers before kissing the girl and leaving his room.

Eboni uses all the strength she has left to push herself off of his bed. She whimpers, pain shooting up from her core. Slowly, she walks towards the door, pushing it open. The drugs are still in her system, but they've faded good enough for her to move.

Step after step, the teen forces her way down and through the crowd - trying to remember her way to the front door. She doesn't bother to find Taylor. Why should she? The blonde will be just fine, unlike her. Thankfully, she spots the front door and pushes it open. Eboni loses her footing and falls down onto the concrete, scraping up her knees.

"Oh my goodness! Are you alright!?" This brunette exclaims, rushing to Eboni's side.

Eboni raises her head, tears spilling from her eyes. "H-Home...t-take me h-home.. please.." she begs desperately.

"Oh, sure, sure! Just give me your address, and I'll get you an Uber." The brunette nods.

Eboni slurrs out her address, and the girl somehow understands. The Uber arrives in less than five minutes. The burnette helps Eboni into the car, trying not to question why her legs wouldn't stop shaking. She buckles her in, wishing Eboni the best, and closes the car door.

The Uber drops Eboni off, not bothering to help the teen to the door, but Eboni manages. She forces the door open with the spare key under the door mat. She doesn't bother to lock it behind herself and struggle up the stairs, clawing on all floors. Once in her room, she lays in the middle of the floor, waiting patiently for the drugs to finally wear off. It takes an hour for that to happen.

Eboni stands, her legs still shaking and her core still pleading in pain. She slowly walks to the mirror, staring at herself and her body. Her dress is wrinkled with stains of her cum and his littering all over. Some of his release had leaked down her leg and dried up. Her fishnets are completely destroyed and her hair in an absolute mess. But her face...looks horrific. Her right eye has blackened, and her makeup has run down her cheeks due to her heavy tears. The more she stared, the angrier she became. The more her rage begins to build.

Punch!

Glass shatters all over the floor, her knuckles bleeding as well as the stitching on her left hand. She allows the rage to take over, screaming curses to the top of her lungs as she begins destroying everything insight. Her PC destroyed, her canopy mirror and full body mirror broken - glass shattering all over the floor.

When the rage calms, the tears come. How could this have happened? Why her? Why must she be dealt with this cruel hand? Why did her friend abandon her? Why did her former foster sibling rape her? And why... did her body betray her?

Why? Why? Why? Why? WHY!?

Another hour passes, maybe two or three? Who knows. The teen isn't keeping track of time. After her episode, she moves into the farthest corner of her room in a fetal position, rocking back and forth - mumbling incoherent words.

Eboni has no recollection that the smiling killer now stands in the middle of her room, completely dumbfounded. What on earth happened to his girl?

[bustybounty]

It's good to stretch your creative muscles and a long with that, I'm happy that you did it even though it was outside your wheelhouse! Being a cute tomboy is one of many dreams I have. Right along with of course being a hawt bimbo or a gorgeous mother or a totally fat babe

I will say I won't do it too often, but I'm glad you liked it! I typically don't do gender transformations, though I don't mind doing transition stories at all even if I don't think I ever got an ask for one.

And of course, a girl turning into a tomboy, or a bimbo, milf or fatty like you referred is super hot for me! I've done that a lot, especially weight gain and bimbofication!

Though at the same time, I've also done male bimbos, male weight gain, feminine men or femboys in general, and because I don't really see a gender barrier in, say a guy having to turn into a girl in order to become a bimbo, since I think he can just be a male bimbo just fine...

I suppose that lack of barrier is what makes me feel meh about gender transformation. So I'm sorry that I might not do these ideas too often, they're just not only not in my wheelhouse but I feel like other people do them more justice compared to me!

I don't judge kinks, so I believe your fantasies should absolutely get answered by the best gender transformation writers out there! I'm just one who kinda 'circles around' the need for that transformation.

Though if you did like the one I sent, I'm glad to hear that :)

[quirrelli]

Quick and dirty Kiriko redesign

Main issues I tried to address:

The shilouette is pretty meh. It's not dire but at a glance/distance there is potential for confusion. So I tried to exaggerate notable features (hair, mask ears, hakama) and added a spear, like she has in some of the concept art. For one thing it looks cool and for another, it's been established through the Shimadas that these animal spirits are tied to a weapon and a spear fits in very neatly with a sword and bow.

The design is bland. (Which at least makes her fit in with the other OW2 default skins lmao). The first time I saw her I literally thought it was a D.Va skin. The idea, I would guess, was to merge traditional japanese clothing with modern day hip street fashion vibes and it just doesn't come together at all. Instead of enhancing them, all the aspects that should have visual impact are watered down. From her leggings to her face, there is no flavor; except in that trash garbage mask-visor nonsense. So I leaned into the traditional clothing, since leaning into the "hip young person" would just make her even less distinguishable from similar characters. I also tried to add some bits and bobs for flair (like the seals on her arms), just can't be bothered to really go into texture and detail atm.

Generic personality. This is more of a vibe thing than a character design thing but I want her to, at least at first glance, come across as a bit more cool and confident, maybe a little mysterious and just more interesting than the knock off Tracer/D.Va she turned out as. She can still be a bit of a goofball behind the mask but I feel her protector role demands that she can be at least a tiny bit intimidating.

That trash garbage mask-visor nonsense. My least favorite part by a goddamn mile. It just looks so fucking dumb and there's no way to make it cool; with its teeny kitten ears, dumbass white eyebrow triangles and perfectly flat bottom cut off. Again it's like mixing two things (naruto style ninja headband and kitsune mask) and ending up with the worst of both worlds. And you just know the reason she doesn't have a full or even half mask is because god forbid you can't see a female characters cute, utterly indistinguishable from the other cute 20-somethings, face. Fuck you, she gets a whole mask and it's badass.

Color. Her color palette has powerful "I'm 14 and this is my OC" energy. Actually, everything about her kinda has that, but the color palette especially. Now, I'm the first to admit that color isn't my strong suit either but even I can see some very obvious improvements. Like, why are her normal healing and her ult different colors? To me that's unnecessarily confused and looks bad, simply put. On top of that, they're yellow and cyan respectively, aka the most overused colors for glowy things ever. So I picked a yellowy orange bc it matches the fox motif and sets a nice contrast with the Shimadas' blue and green, just like the red in her outfit does. I incorporated some of that orange into her clothes as well, you know, for cohesion, and kept the green hair as a nice complementary to all the warm colors.

Feel free to make suggestions for improvements, might do a V2 eventually

[restlesscrybaby]

jack x spoiled reader? liek the kind that almost requires constant attention and pampering and will make it EVERYONES problem if they dont get it

GAAAH literally perfect for him bro no idea.

~ JACK HORNER X SPOILED! READER ~

~ 'Do it my way.' ~

~CONTENT WARNING :

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When you first met Jack, it was by fate. More of, not by fate. But.. by inconvenient chance.

Your grandparents were rather rich people. Higher-ups, you could say.

How he met you, was by your grandparents asking him to marry you. Rich to rich, yknow? Oh, he thought it was easy.

Some kind of tax benefit or money from it. There was money alright.

But there was another thing at sake. His sanity.

Once you got married off, your grandparents practically hitched a ride and booked it. Almost like two new teens who just got married and are ready to get away from some terrible family.

Of course, he assumed it would be easy.

But there you stood. The bust of your dark lavender dress swooped over your breasts, having no sleeves whatsoever. You wore a white scarf, adorned by fluff and beauty all around, looked like some kind of.. White tiger print? Eh. Towards your neck area, you pulled off MULTIPLE pearl necklaces, that all were just.. Gorgeous. The dress swooped down your curves, ending in a train behind you. A slit formed in the dress, to allow your leg to stick through, my oh my. Your heels were one of many you owned, maybe about 6 inch pumps, meh, he didn't pay too much mind to care anyway. Your hands and forearm were hugged by a white, silk glove. Truly, divine. His eyes sized you up, before peering up to your face. You adorned red lipstick ( if you don't like lipstick skip it :D!! ). He didn't pay much mind, he didn't care. You were some disgusting--...

... No money haver!

Your looks weren't too shabby. Meh.

He expected more, honestly. Pssh. He could dress better.

But, you took notice to your new 'hUsBaNd.' UGH. Your parents married you off to him?... This disgusting--...

No money haver!

Of course, you kinda liked how he looked... You slid your way towards him, your hips swaying side to side, you knew how to always get your way.

You were spoiled.

You stopped infront of him, as you easily cocked a little grin at him, keeping it as private as you could. But, you dropped it, as you practically prepared for war on his mind.

You stuck your bottom lip out, in a pout. Oh, you always got your way with these moves. Your eyes widened, into a doe like shape, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

You asked him, pleaded with him if he would take you out to the fanciest diner in town, Goosey Ganders Geese and then take you shopping to the fanciest shop in all of the town, the Magic Wand Boutique.

But, somehow, your big, cute, pouty face and your sweet, yet so sultry, voice didn't work on him.

He looked at you, as he sized you up once more. What? What was this moron doing?

He placed a large hand upon your face, as he pushed you out of the way. He turned on his heel and began to walk, as you stumbled to the side.

"Get out of my way." He scoffed towards you, as his brows raised in joy. Heh. It was fun to be mean, he couldn't lie.

You stopped, standing there with your hands awkwardly by your side, and your jaw clenched tightly shut.

What?

That worked on everyone, why not him?

Was he insane?

Delusional, maybe?

Was he beat in the head?

Of course, you needed the attention, you craved it, you went out of your way for what you wanted.

You pleaded, you stole, you cried, you did any acts you could to get what he wanted.

But, he never gave in. Never pampered you, nothing.

Of course, until he got with you.

You got everything you wanted.

Oh, that little lizard thing that one soldier had?

It was in a jar, waiting for you upon a shelf specially for you in his room.

You wanted that outfit that had diamonds melted and encrusted into anynpart of it they could have?

Done and there's 3 just incase.

You wanted a vacation?

How's Far, Far Away sound?

Some men messed with you and they didn't leave you be?

Don't worry, 'leave it to me'.

Of course, he practically treated you like a queen.

Such as at a dinner. You sat beside him, in a matching outfit like his.

Of course, in your own.. Special way. But you sat politely... You took notice to a girl's rings, oh you loved them. How the gems formed hearts, how some of the gems were a dusty pink and some were a bright blue, oh they were so pretty.

So, you grabbed onto Jack's coat sleeve, as you looked up at him, saying his name in a tone thay signaled immediate need.

But..

He told you to wait.

You...

WAIT?

Ha! Who does this fool think he is?

Oh, of course, you needed your act.

Tears slowly slipped into your eyes, feeling the pain well her eyes up. You crossed your arms, turning your torso away from him to look away from him. You let out a sniffle..

He had been talking, before his head turned to you, now worried as to why you were crying.

"Ohh, sweetie pie, why are you crying?" He cooed out, his sappy tone was typically only used for public situations. He did love you, but he needed to be better at dating than anybody else in the room.

"You don't love me anymore.." You whimpered out, as you pulled up your knee and hugged onto it, a sad little huff escaping your nose.

To much of..

Everybody's surprise.

He suddenly grabbed your free hand, bringing towards his plump lips. They cupped, as he planted a firm kiss upon the back of your hand. His other arm went and placed his hand upon the underside of your upper arm. He moved up, planting another firm kiss upon your wrist.

"Oh, Y/N," He cooed out, as he planted more kisses, moving up your forearm to your elbow. His one hand still holding yours, "Don't say that.. I love you so very much.." He hummed, as he went up your upper arm, before he reached your shoulder. Til he reached your cheek, planting a nice, firm, kiss upon it.

But, in your ear, you heard a familiar rumble.

"Don't say that shit again outloud. Only make a scene when it's good."

But, you only grinned, happy to now have his attention.

Of course,

People thought it was insane!

He spoiled you!

If you didn't get what you wanted, you'd raise hell and high water for whatever it is you pleaded for!

But if you wanted someone fired. Theybwere fired.

If you wanted someone killed. They were killed.

Any magic object, yours and done upon your personal shelf ( one you probably cried for ), any dress, suit, heels, shoes, flip flops, purse, wallet, bedsheets, jewelry, pillows, stickers, stockings, petticoats, sketchbooks, any and everything was gotten for you.

Oh you've ruined many. Many lives.

But actually falling in love with Jack?

Ha!

...

You definitely give him a run for his money.

~~~~~~~~

Surry me wrote this while eepy so it isn't too long

Please enjoy and I will try to add on more <333

[hawthornsword]

for the WIP game, Meet-Cute Murder?

@aces-to-apples

This was originally going to be an RvB fic of Sister and Felix, but I quickly decided it could be an original story instead. It has been languishing for over two years and I need to get back to it because I really like it, but I have no idea where it's going....

There was a yellow glare on the damp asphalt from the sodium bulb street lights, and a young woman seemed almost to dance between the alternating dark and light patches. She had a pair of earbuds in, moving her generous curves to music only she could hear and slurping a butter pecan milkshake through a long straw. If you had been close enough to her you could have heard her humming along to the tune of the latest trashy Top Forty pop songs but otherwise, the street was silent. It wasn't a well-traveled path, but it was by no means unkempt, and she wasn't in a particularly bad neighborhood, which is why when the girl turned around the next corner, she wasn't particularly surprised or concerned to see two men standing a short distance ahead of her. The next moment though, she froze mid-step in shock as one man thrust a knife deep into the other's belly. 

The killer lowered the dying man slowly to the ground and retrieved his knife. He took a moment to clean the blood off it with a cloth he pulled from his pocket. Meanwhile, the young woman took a step forward. One of the earbuds fell from her ear and music streamed out softly. The killer's head snapped toward the noise, and his hand poised as if to hurl the knife at whoever had the misfortune to stumble upon him at this inopportune moment, but he stopped when he saw the look on her face.

Her head was tilted to the side like a curious bird, getting a better angle to see by. She took another cautious step forward, then another, completely ignoring the man with the knife. She finally came to a stop with her boots just inches from where the dead man's blood was pooling around him. She stared but said nothing. 

The killer watched her, noting the curiosity on her face. They stayed like that, the killer watching the witness watch the body, obnoxious pop music still pouring out the headphones, for several minutes. Eventually, the girl took another loud slurp from her milkshake. The killer shifted his weight.

"I've never seen a dead body before," the girl said in a friendly sort of voice. "Never been to a funeral or anything."

"Do you... like it?" The killer asked, a bit confused as to how he should respond.

"No, it's pretty gross. Kinda interesting though."

"You're not bothered that I just killed a man in front of you?"

She took another slurp on the milkshake.

"I didn't know him." She shrugged.

"That's weird," the killer said to her.

"Hey, I'm not the one killing people in the middle of a street where anyone could walk up and see," she pointed out.

"I'm not crazy," he said defensively.

"I didn't say you were. I just mean that, as an average, there are probably more people that find a dead body mildly interesting than people who kill where they could easily be caught, in raw numbers. So that would make you the weird one, not me."

"I guess so," he said suspiciously. "I could kill you now, so there isn't a witness."

"Meh, that's not really necessary. Besides, you already would have if you were gonna."

"How do you know?"

"Well if you were just some crazy dude or were acting in the heat of the moment you would have freaked out when you saw me. And if you are a professional you probably wouldn't kill someone in the street like that unless you had the resources to cover it up or get away clean, so you wouldn't need to kill me."

"You make a valid point."

"That is something I try to do fairly often, and yet people always seem surprised." 

[pyraffin-drgo]

Oh!!!! I finally got to watch Ruby Gillman Teenage Kracken!!

Tbh it was kinda a disappointment. I still liked it, it was cute, I liked the song choices! The animation style was different which I liked!! But it took a bit to get used to.

Reminds me a lot of Turning Red, same premise with the women of the family having magic protecting powers they're not told about until it's too late and it happens and they go running scared, breaking things. I have a theory Disney/Pixar heard of Ruby in the works and rushed to copy them and get theirs out before. Could be the other way around. Corporations gotta corp.

Other than that, the story felt really... empty? It felt short too! And some story things they didn't use to their full potential or really use at all. Like the mathlete thing and her being good at math, even though it was uses to win the final battle... the only other thing they brought it up for was her first promposal idea that was promptly shut down, then at the end when the love interest used her original idea. They could've used it more, and probably did but was cut. The friendship between Ruby and the mermaid was also just... montaged to besties. They did have a connection for the later betrayal, but right as it was beginning they just did a quick 10 second montage.

Also, I used to be a Ruby X mermaid lady shipper BEFORE I watched the movie and yeah no, bitch is old as her mom pretending to be a teen like oof maybe I should've been spoiled about that.

Anyway! It's kinda a "meh" movie, it didn't press hard into toxic/fake friendships, nor what lying/hiding the truth did to the connection between Ruby and her mom, nor how controlling/interfering the grandmother is and how that's effecting the family connections.

It was really.... watered down. You could say.

[maddiesbookshelves]

Six Crimson Cranes (#1&2) by Elizabeth Lim (February 2023)

Shiori, the only princess of Kiata, has a secret. Forbidden magic runs through her veins. Normally she conceals it well, but on the morning of her betrothal ceremony, Shiori loses control. At first, her mistake seems like a stroke of luck, forestalling the wedding she never wanted, but it also catches the attention of Raikama, her stepmother. Raikama has dark magic of her own, and she banishes the young princess, turning her brothers into cranes, and warning Shiori that she must speak of it to no one: for with every word that escapes her lips, one of her brothers will die. Penniless, voiceless, and alone, Shiori searches for her brothers, and, on her journey, uncovers a conspiracy to overtake the throne—a conspiracy more twisted and deceitful, more cunning and complex, than even Raikama's betrayal. Only Shiori can set the kingdom to rights, but to do so she must place her trust in the very boy she fought so hard not to marry. And she must embrace the magic she's been taught all her life to contain—no matter what it costs her.

Would I recommend it to anyone? Definitely, at least for the first book. The second I'd only recommend if you're particularly excited at the idea of a sequel. But if, like me, you were kinda disappointed to know there was one, then don't read it.

Level of (dis)satisfaction based on the summary and my expectations? The first book exceeded all of my expectations and the second ran them over with a 5 tons semi and set them on fire. In a bad way. I was not pleased by that sequel.

My thoughts on it? Six Crimson Cranes was a great story with amazing worldbuilding (like Lim's other series, The Blood of Stars) and compelling characters. The romance was actually very cute and 90% of that was thanks to Takkan (Best Boi of 2k23 probably). This is also the only story where the "evil stepmother" trope was actually done well.

However. What stopped me from giving it 5 stars. IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN A STANDALONE. (no spoiler mini-rant)

The Dragon's Promise was an unnecessary sequel could have just, not existed with very minor chanches to the ending of SCC. As such, it was a very disappointing read that kinda tainted my experience with its prequel. I'm not sure I'll ever trust Elizabeth Lim to write duologies again.

LIGHT SPOILERS BELOW FOR SIX CRIMSON CRANES AND THE DRAGON'S PROMISE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

30% of the sequel was useless. The whole part with the dragons served no purpose to the plot, we just met one character who is... more or less useful later on? Honestly, I felt like he was just there for fan service since he's the love interest in The Blood of Stars. Shiori, our heroine, is strung along from dangerous situation to dangerous situation, which aren't really useful and actually have the opposite effect than the one intended: I was bored and found the book too long. The villain did not mesure up so it didn't help with my boredom (I think it was another instance of fan service, which is starting to make me think that Elizabeth Lim doesn't know how innovate).

And apparently, Elizabeth Lim doesn't know how to end a series with anything other than a deus ex machina, since she did it for Unravel the Dusk and The Dragon's Promise. When I read the last 10 pages, I literally burst into laughter because of the sheer ridiculousness that came out of nowhere.

Really, Six Crimson Cranes should have been a standalone. It could have been 100% possible by changing a few details at the end, and it would have been way more satisfying than this sequel that was frankly meh in my opinion.

I have thus decided to pretend this sequel does not exist.

French version under the cut

Une magie ancestrale et interdite coule dans les veines de Shiori, la plus jeune des sept enfants de l’empereur de Kiata.

Lorsqu’elle découvre que sa belle-mère, Raikama, la Reine sans nom, possède sa propre magie noire, cette dernière lui lance un sortilège : elle transforme ses six frères en grues et l’avertit que pour chaque mot qu’elle prononcera, l’un de ses frères mourra.

Exilée et sans voix, Shiori va devoir se battre pour briser le sort et sauver son royaume d’une terrible conspiration. Pour cela, elle pourra peut... 

Est-ce que tu le conseillerais à quelqu’un ? Totalement, du moins le premier livre. Je recommanderais le deuxième à quelqu'un particulièrement heureux.se d'apprendre qu'il y a une suite. Mais si, comme pour moi, l'idée d'une suite a été décevante, alors je le recommanderais pas.

Niveau de déception/satisfaction par rapport au résumé et tes attentes ? Le premier livre a dépassé mes attentes et de loin, et le deuxième les a écrasées avec un 5 tonnes avant de leur mettre le feu. D'une manière négative. Je n'ai pas été ravie par cette suite.

Avis sans spoiler ? Six Crimson Cranes était une histoire géniale avec un excellent worldbuilding (comme l'autre série d'Elizabeth Lim, The Blood of Stars) et des personnages intérerssants. L'histoire d'amour était mignonne à 90% grâce à Takkan (Best Boi de 2k23, probablement). C'est aussi la seule histoire où le cliché de la méchante belle-mère est bien fait.

Mais. Ce qui m'a empêché de lui donner 5 étoiles. ÇA AURAIT DÛ S'ARRÊTER LÀ. (mini-rant sans spoilers)

The Dragon's Promise était une suite inutile qui aurait pu juste, ne pas exister en apportant de légères modifications à la fin de SCC. En l'état, c'était une lecture très décevante qui a un peu terni mon expérience avec son prequel. Je suis pas sûre de pouvoir refaire confiance à Elizabeth Lim pour écrire une autre duologie.

LÉGERS SPOILERS POUR SIX CRIMSON CRANES ET THE DRAGON'S PROMISE, VOUS AVEZ ÉTÉ PRÉVENU.ES.

30% de ce livre n’a servi à rien. Toute la partie avec les dragons n’a pas du tout servi à l’avancement de l’histoire, on a juste rencontré un personnage qui par la suite est… plus ou moins utile ? Honnêtement j’ai l’impression qu’il était là juste pour le fan service vu que c’est le love interest dans The Blood of Stars. Shiori, notre héroïne, se fait trimballer de situation dangereuse en situation dangereuse sans que ce soit très utile, ce qui a finit par avoir l'effet inverse de celui recherché : je me suis ennuyée et j'ai trouvé le livre trop long. Le méchant n’est pas du tout à la hauteur donc ça n'a pas aidé mon ennui (je pense que c'était encore un coup de fan service, ce qui commence à me faire penser qu'Elizabeth Lim ne sait pas se renouveler).

Et visiblement Elizabeth Lim ne sait pas finir ses séries autrement qu’avec un deus ex machina, vu qu'elle l'a fait pour Unravel the Dusk et The Dragon's Promise. Quand j’ai lu les 10 dernières pages j’ai littéralement éclaté de rire tellement c'était rudicule et inattendu.

Vraiment, Six Crimson Cranes aurait dû être un roman seul. En changeant quelques détails de la fin, ça aurait été largement faisable et beaucoup plus satisfaisant que ce deuxième tome que j’ai trouvé franchement meh.

J’ai donc décidé de prétendre que cette suite n’existe pas.

[chaos0pikachu]

I binged watched part 2 of The Glory and I have THOUGHTS and OPINIONS but overall liked part 2 a ton, really need Song Hye-kyo and Jung Sung Il to be in another drama where they get to fuck nasty tho saw someone say a spy thing and now all I can think about is a Korean remake of Mr and Mrs Smith staring them 

anyway thoughts and opinions, obviously spoilers and some unpopular opinions to boot: 

so like, off the bat I am firmly neutral on the JYJ and MDE romance. Sorry y’all. I thought some of their romantic moments were just out of place tonally in the show - the fondue scene especially with the standard kdrama romance music playing, the running hug scene, both come to mind - I wished the show leaned into the dark romance aspects more. Like, my issue with JYJ is he’s way way way more interesting when he’s unhinged and covered in blood. But the show seemed determined to make him a “green flag” which is a term I’m growing increasingly eye-rolly with in fandom which made him way more boring and also inconsistent. 

I was actually salty he didn’t get to stab anyone! Why tease me with a murder knife drawer and not do anything with it??? His best moment was when he put PYJ under and was so wonderfully creepy and intimidating. That was peak. That was his best moment for me in part 2 and the rest was kinda...meh? I didn’t want him to be cutely romantic I wanted him to be secretly unhinged!! Him being a ~green flag~ was meh his other best moment of the show was his monologue to his father’s murderer. Literally one of the best moments of the show and 100% his best moment as a character. I wanted more of THAT and less of him simping after MDE tbh. 

That said, I’m not like against their romance or anything it’s just firmly - fine. It’s fine. 

I’m also very meh/eye-rolling over the concept of a woman being a man’s savior and salvation. I find that trope really boring tbh 

It was nice to see MDE have a partner in crime, and I did like the tent scene with them. I think if there’s fic written if it’s fluff squeecore fic I’ll pass but I’d love a take on them that embraced the darker aspects of YJY’s character. Like dude was an obsessed stalker - which is another reason this green flag thing is weird to me - after spending like what 3 months with MDE if she didn’t like him and also wasn’t a bit unhinged herself he’d be a horror movie char lol like he moved entire ass cities to be closer to her without telling her and lied to her about knowing So-Hee’s mom all in a longcon effort to get closer to her like embrace the unhinged! 

Anyways

We didn’t get much of HDY and MDE this part but know what, I really liked how subtle their relationship was tbh like HDY taking off his shoes before entering her home was a peak moment for me. It’s subtle, but it was a bit of kindness that was so often and so thoroughly denied MDE repeatedly. And obviously that meant a lot to her b/c she was willing to drop her whole ass extended revenge plot and give PYJ a chance to turn herself in. I liked that he didn’t immediately divorce PYJ too b/c it gave him all the opportunity to slowly and symmetrically tear her apart emotionally. 

Like, PYJ realized she actually loved this man, so knowing that MDE got into his head and heart - I loved that he basically admitted yeah he had an emotional affair with her - was clearly so damaging for her ego. And that’s what PYJ cares about most, her ego, her image, her self-preservation. And I loved how HDY tore that down every chance he got. He knows about her affair, he knows HYS true parentage, he knows all her little secrets and when she tries to defend herself he gives her rope to hang herself with it. And she does b/c of course she does!! Oh it was great. 

It shows that PYJ’s idea of love is possession. She’s mad HDY cheated on her, without considering her years long affair with JJJ. She loves her daughter, but not enough to take TWO, TWO different chances to actually protect her daughter (sidenote loved that both MDE and HDY gave PYJ two different chances to take responsibility for her action and make amends and both times she spat in their faces) and she denied them. 

Also what the heck is up with the fact that Mr “Who Should I Kill For You First” didn’t kill a single bitch but HDY killed one of the MAIN bitches??? Like, I loved it but what the heck??? That said would’ve really liked a follow up or sideways scene where MDE gave HDY the info on JJJ and that she knew~ he killed JJJ. I think they should’ve had a final scene together like that b/c it didn’t make much sense to me how JJJ got out of that car accident and ended up at that construction site where HDY followed and killed him after. Plus it didn’t make sense to me that MDE wouldn’t have kept tabs on JJJ and would have left his fate ambiguous like that. He was the one most loyal to PYJ and probably the only person who wouldn’t abandon her in the long run so like, that felt like a weird missing piece to the ending. 

I’m glad PYJ didn’t die tho, I’m kinda meh on main villains always dying tbh sometimes it really works - like JJJ’s death - but other times it feels like an easy out for them. I’m glad she’s in prison suffering especially not knowing one of the people she killed she actually didn’t. Knowledge that MDE can hold over her forever. I loved that I loved that was PYJ’s endgame. 

All that said, I wish the show incorporated more of the publics viewing of PYJ in her downfall. I think The Devil Judge and Hellbound did this way better with how social media and the news really influence the public perception. We got that one news conference and that was it but like I wanted more. I wanted to see more of the public takedown of the crew and have all the victims smiling as they listen to the gossip and chatter around them. 

Everyone’s fates were pretty dope though. KHN was a highlight, so glad her husband is dead, she didn’t forgive his ass in the end, and she’s happier now. She’s one of the best characters of the show, the way she flourished and grew - that SLAP she gave PYJ like no one topped that - was just amazing to see. HDY and his adorable daughter going to UK was so earned (made no sense but earned), the crew’s different deaths like loved that for all of them hahahah suffer. Glad MDE found happiness and fulfilment at the end with YJY. 

My last and only quibble with the finale was two things: 1) I wanted a follow up scene with Soo-Hee’s mom and MDE I think this was a hugely missed opportunity tbh like for MDE to tell SH’s mom we got them all not just PYJ but all of them went down you’re daughter can rest now. I was really disappointed we didn’t get this. 2) I really disliked how the last 20/30mins was dedicated to like a long set-up of a potential s2 about YJY’s revenge. Idk this was MDE’s story and it felt like the ending stopped being about her and became about an ad to watch a potential s2. It dragged on and on and I felt there were other things we could’ve explored instead to really wrap MDE’s story up completely. 

Overall, hands down one of the best kdramas I’ve watched and a high fave. 

[ricekirpsees]

|| The Unfortunate Thing About Legacies: Preview ||

Synopsis - 1892: A mere lonely wanderer, you are. Travelling from here to there across the British Isles for a good few months now with that ugly scar on your face. Maybe the gods above will take pity on you. Maybe not.

Note - test post! first post on this blog which will now become a writing blog I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ so here's a quick snippet on an impulse writing project for a game I kinda dislike

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What a surprise it was, the letter in your hand.

You were rather curious as to why the brown and white owl was following you all around the county of West Carmarthenshire. You merely thought the cute thing believed something of yours was prey. However, your assumption was refuted when you sat down beside the crumbled bricks of what was a wall for a quick rest.

The blue Welsh skies had shifted into the coloured warmth of the sunset when you finally decided to find a spot to settle in. You had just made it to the ruins of a castle that caught your wandering interest, spotting it a few hills back, set between lush greens, old trees, and shattered stones. And so you lay against the grass, nestled against the curve of ancient roots shrouded in moss.

It was a little too early in the afternoon to doze off and a little too exposed to create a temporary camp. Instead, you let your mind wander, dream, and lightly touch on the days before your adventuring. You dreamt of seeing those odd creatures again and wondered about the blossoming hamlet close to the sea.

Until all too suddenly, the thoughts scattered.

Startled, you quickly sat up, as something plopped onto your lap. It couldn’t have been a leaf as it was far bigger than what the tree could have dropped, so you quickly picked it up. And to your utter bewilderment, it was a letter. Tan and square, it was sealed with a luscious red wax stamped with a decorative H and an emblem with four creatures printed delicately on the flap.

Peering closer at the letter, you could just make out the words and began to mutter them out loud, "Hogwarts… Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus."

Never tickle a sleeping dragon.

You snorted. Someone must've dropped this, you thought with a small smile. Or at least, it might've been stolen by the wind. You looked around the darkening grasslands in hopes of catching someone nearby that could have lost the missive, like a postman, but it was just you and nature's awakening nightlife.

A gentle hoot from above caught your attention. You looked up to see the brown and white plumage of your little companion set on a branch, with large yellow eyes gazing down at you. Oh, and it seems he's here too. Your smile grew wider, delighted to see the owl again.

"Well, hello sir… and good evening," You hummed lowly, so as to not scare him. Though he seems comfortable, blinking slowly at your words. "It's very nice to see you again."

He turned his head and started grooming his ruffled feathers.

You gave a nod and turned back to the letter in your hands, "I'll leave you to it."

An idea popped into your head and you flipped the note around. You've been a good deal around the isle and the hamlets aren't at all big. You're sure you'll be able to recognize the address and give it to the person missing their mail. You begin to skim the delivery address when you pause.

It took a while, but you had to reread the recipient's name over and over again because written on the envelope was your name.

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P.S More Notes - well here you are a delicate taste of some of my "I'm sick" writing. will I ever finish this? who knows, but here you go tiny fandom take a bite of this meh writing

[craftypeaceturtle]

Just came back from mutant mayhem....

I have a lot of thoughts. A lot different than I expected but still had a blast! It's one of those films that you can just feel that everyone making it had fun. Kinda mixed feelings on the film, so I'm just going to ramble.

Spoiler alert under the cut

(like I'm talking about the whole film here so really, spoiler warning!)

Coming out of it, I feel kinda underwhelmed? The beginning has such an impact and the jokes land and it does get emotional showing how the turtles are isolated.

But the ending fight didn't have much impact and (personally) I didn't love the idea of the turtles being accepted by humans and living normal lives. I get that this was the whole point of the film but it's a hell of a direction for the franchise to go. I feel like I need more info or just to see more before I can fully form an opinion on that.

The first fight they get into, where they're trying to rescue April's bike, was amazing. Loved every second of it. The humour of it, the messy chaotic fighting and the dynamic of Leo fighting for leadership when they have never really fought as a group before. Absolutely no complaints, that was awesome!

Maybe this was just my cinema and I saw a kinda crappy viewing but did anyone else notice that the sound mixing for the film wasn't the best? Like there were entire fights where there was no sound besides the spoken lines and the background music. None of the cars flying all over made any noise. It was really awkward.

I loved this Splinter! I actually really loved him! To specifically show that Splinter is also impacted on his sons running off behind his back and how he clings on to them so tightly. While I didn't love him and scumbug's romance, the idea of Splinter learning to let them go through finding connections in his own life and growing to be more than just a father. I really loved that. Splinter stood as his own characetr separate from the turtles while still having their actions affect him. Really loved it!!

This was a fantastic April! The film recognised that she isn't a fighter and never tried to make her be one. It just recognised that she's someone who wants to do right, is super determined and willing to go the distance for those she cares about. Really really loved this imagining of April.

Personally, not a huge fan of the Leo and April but it wasn't overbearing and it did bring out some fun dynamics. Like Leo trying to flirt and all his brothers giving opinions and directions was super funny and cute!

There are a lot of references. Like oh my god a lot. I get that that's how people talk these days. I totally get it. Especially teenage boys. But that was a lot.

Before I watched it, just seeing the runtime made me think that the film was going to feel fast paced or rushed. Again, the beginning really doesn't. But the ending is where I kinda felt it. The mutants (who had all been raised by superfly) turning on superfly felt really out of nowhere and not earned. I so badly wish that scene could've gone on longer.

On that note, all mutants being related. And the weird implications of the mutagen ageing people was weird. Mutagen only working on animals? A lot of lore which I really don't know how to feel about. On the one hand, it's new and different but maybe it's because it's different that I don't like it. Meh, another aspect that I'd have to see more about before I can say anything.

The boys characterisation was great! Mikey was spot on, Leo's take on leadership and responsibility was so great!!!! Mutant Mayhem's Leo is a fantastic Leo. Raph I did love but it was weird how they kinda characterised him as wanting to run from a fight??? He wanted to leave when they met April and went Superfly doublemutated. That seemed weird. Donnie.............. I dunno. He's a loveable great dork, as per usual! But there was really no connection between him and tech or being the 'smart one'. And I get it, they clearly wanted to add more to his character. But.... he then just felt like any other character rather than a DonnieTM. You know what I'm trying to say?

Superfly was a really cool villain! I loved that he was so menacing. It really nailed this sense that he was a little like a gang. Charismatic and charming to draw you in but incredibly violent and a threat. Really loved the bowling alley scene. Before he even goes into his plan, you get the impression that he's not someone to be messed with. Really loved him!

That's all I can really think of for now. Mixed emotions. Strong end, kinda weak ending. Curious to see how they play off the world they've created but for now, I think it's time to go back to rewatching the series.

[beej-hunnicutt]

Okayyy, I grabbed a bunch of this year's (plus one from December, technically two) actually like "finished drawings" and ramble abt the good, the bad, and the ugly. I just watched an artists tier their art. So yeah lol maybe I'm in the mood to ramble abt mine lol. Below the cut because...so many pictures lol.

Like, don't get me wrong, I loooooove this Frances drawing, but like. It's kinda just there. Like I feel good when I see it. But I WANT IT TO FEEL MORE AAAAA. Like I'm sure abt almost all of these, I just wish I had given it an atmosphere. I actually think this has a cute light palette it actually kinda works. But I wish I had actual lighting in it <3. Where is the vibe and scene?! I think I should go old photograph. Which is what I wanted to do, but I have no idea how. I still plan on expanding out this drawing, maybe changing it slightly, so hopefully, I will do that better!! I also kinda put this Andy with it. Because I feel kinda the same abt it. I think both lack shadows too, which goes with lack of environment. But I think the soft feel of Andy's is nice! I'm glad I colored it. And actually think I like how undefined the background it on this one. It does something for me! Oh didn't mean it, but love the contrast of the complimentary book cover! Didn't intend that, just picked a book I enjoy and think Andy would enjoy. But like that affect.

Despite really feeling like Andy is still not mixed with the background, I actually really like this one! I think toneally it has a vibe. And it's just like a portrait so I cannot complain too much!

I really enjoy this Mary and Frank piece! I love the colors and like how its kinda painterly but still heavily influenced by the sketch and it can still be seen. I like that I attempted more usage of different hues, not sticking to the main color. Like Mary's sleeve? LOVE THAT. Same with the sweater detail on Frank! I put the Kik one with it because for a quick sketch turned painting I think it is good. I like the vibe. I think I should either heavily fix it or redo it. I think if I keep going at it, I can make it a piece I am really proud of!

Okay, admittedly, I put these together because they're kinda the same size but lol. Andy; tried something new, think I heavily failed. But I DO like the colors and like I tried texture, though you can tell I didn't know what to do with it lol. The Lincoln, this piece is rlly old, AND IT WAS BADDDD. I think the half assed fixed version is 1000% better. It's by no means perfect. I rEALLY like the shadow of his head on the pillow. But aha, just wish there was more. But overall not terrible! I like it for what it is. And has a special place for being like my first Lincoln piece that wasn't just his fatigues one. :")

LOVE THE VIBE, I like Grayscale, like the intense shadow. I think the shadows on him could be a but nicer of course. And I do think his hair was kinda poorly done but oh well. I am not the biggest fan of his face? It's not bad, but I think I have done better John faces. I do know; I detailed his face in color and I think I like that better lol.

Lincoln, like, I like the face and coloring of that but it's just so meh. It's a figure like I always do. I like the coloring a lot more when I went back and added deeper shadows. But idk. It's okay </3. And oh!! I group a different Lincoln picture with this one, it has no background but the shadows on his uniform are SO good. It made me loooovve the drawing. And is still a fave. It is what inspired me to add deeper shadows here.

And I've never shared this version of this John drawing. It's a shaving cream prank. Dear God. Help me. I love how John's body turned out. I think his face is nice; its okay. I think I sucked at again giving him a shadow. I couldn't commit to the main shadow and I think it just kinda sucked all life from it. With the Lincoln drawing I don't like the background. With the John one I am torn. I think I should have detailed the ground more? Maybe? Idk. These two, Frank by the water and Andy reading, were all close together and done in January, and they all kinda have the same bckgrnd theme. Idk how I feel abt that choice. For the guys' anyways.

Actually seeing all of these were nice! Because I actually do like nearly all of these pieces! And I feel nervous but very inspired to keep trying to motivate myself to finally take that final step. And maybe try to play into that for the entire piece, not just adding it at the end...and not adding it. I rlly want to try to get a bit more creative too, like interesting things not just person standing there. But idk.

If you read all of this. Omg thank you sorry for rambling your ear off!!! 🫂💗