#it's sooo comforting to me in a way i can't really explain

[garvalhaminho]

at the end of the day you sit down and put on taylor swift's music bc it sounds like home.

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 12/09✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@snsp6 I really hope that this won’t change MK’s view on his bio dads :( Anonimo Hello! Wanted to ask or more so I am wondering, will MK start seeing Wukong differently after finding out he literally killed Mac and even after seeing their past and how close they were, dam the trauma, anyhoo I love your art and the Shadowpeach bio parent au! Keep up the great work! >:D

Oh it will. (In a good way? a Bad? that's for me to know and for you to wait a week to know)

@hopefulbelievertimemachine Imagine if MK found someone who recently found out that they were a demon and he comforts them cuz he had a similar experience.

Oh that would be sooo wholesome!!! It's one of my fav trope when there's another character who go throught the same exact thing as another character and the two of them bond over this.

@zammy357 Hello, hope your day/night is going well. I wanted to ask since me and a friend like your bio parents blog and wanted to know if we can use it for an arc? Our blog is called @amnesia-wukong-au. We wanted to ask before we started doing it.

Hi!! Yeah sure as long you tag me and the masterpost of the shadowpeach au

Anonimo Wait what is a glamour (in context of Sun Wukong and Macaque)

A glamour is a magic spell that changes/cover your appearance. Like in the show macaque should technically have 6 ears. for animation purposi I guess they are not drawing all of them, but we say he uses a glamour also for covering his scarred eye.

@clueless-simp ha chiesto: What if PIF, BDK, Sun Wukong, and Macaque (and most definitely Mei) did a "parent trap" tactic to get MK and Red Son together? Setting things up, getting them alone together, pretending they are all busy, and the only option is for them to spend time together under the sunset XD XD XD

Oh no that would end bad. like-comically bad.

@honeylavender27 ha chiesto: Imagine red realizing mk doesn't know about court napping and just invites him over one day. Red son: so I'm sure your wondering why I invited you here.. Mk: yeah it's kinda weird you didn't want Mei to come. Is everything ok? Red: perfect actually, I'll explain everything just enter here first please. Mk: oh ok -walks into the prepared courtnapping room and gets locked in-.....uh red? Redson: consider yourself courtnapped...

Ahah poor MK. I think they would make a disastrous courtnapping that would be the equivalent of the phrase "task failed succesfully"

@artgurusauce ha chiesto: ARGGGHHHH, they're SO CUTE! I love your bioparent AU so much! Altho I am wondering: When MK turns back to normal would he retain some subconscious paternal attachment to our ol boys here? Maybe he even calls Macaque "Mom" without realizing it...

@blazerratbluefire-blog ha chiesto: Plot twist of the century for the oblivious monkey men. MK remembers ~everything~ when he was a cub! I'm not sure if that is what is planned, but! It would be really funny! Especially if he just calls Macaque 'Mama' all casual and just walks away. While Macaque EXP. has crashed and is rebooting. Gosh, that would be so cute! I absolutely love your artwork, by the way! It is so adorable!

Can't answer yet. He does NOT have memories, but he will remember ONE thing...

@daniellemarvel4 Hi, fist off I love your work and can't wait to see what you do next! I was wondering who is more protective of MK when it comes to Red Son? Whether that would be Pigsy, Wukong, Macaque, or even Tang (mabye Mei but I don't think she could stay serious long enough). Also, can we see what Sandy's doing?

mmmmmm---- I think Wukong. Freenoodle is pretty chill with the DBK family after everything that happened. Mac is also quite alright since he was always in good relationship with them. I would say Wukong would just want to be sure his kid doesn't get hurt by the fire in any way

Anonimo I've been squealing, grinning, and kicking my feet going through the Shadowpeach Bio parents AU. Baby MK has been SO CUTE and fun. I wonder if he's going to remember or be embarrassed about it. Another part of me hopes that river is still in play so Sun & Mac can fall in and suddenly MK and everyone has 2 chaotic super-powered Baby Monkeys to take care off 😭 😭 😭

Anonimo ha chiesto: I almost cried they are sooo cute. I hope that we get more sweet family content. Loving the comic thanks for making it 💕💕💕💕

Anonimo ha chiesto: I don’t want the cure to work ! Or could it be like that: MK is such a powerful being that the Dosis Pif gave them, just wasn’t strong enough. Instead it only aged MK up a bit so now he is a small kid or a teenager but not a grown ass money man again. I am not ready to leave the monkey family stuff behind 🥺

unfortunately the river has been close untile further notice. (dw this wont be the end)

@cutvdo ha chiesto: Mei bribing Red Son with baby MK pictures

@luciferapollyon ha chiesto: I hope Mei, Red Son, Macaque and Wukong all got pics before they turned MK back

Anonimo ha chiesto: DHJSJDJDH LIL BABY BEAN! I wonder if Wukong and Macaque took any pics of lil MK while he was smol baby? She would keep them and use them as blackmail. (affectionately)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Your shadowpeach bio parent au is just perfect!! Thankyou for feeding the fandom with the nectar of the gods!!! Especially the one where mac slips into the bed after wukong waits all night. Like Mac would wake up in the morning and see him fast asleep and think of Peng asking 'is there anything Wukong could do that would break his hold over you?' and just seeing him at his most vulnerable right now he's like 'no, not when he always gives me a reason to stay.'

MY HEART

@queen-of-purple-roses Wait if MK is experiencing Macaque’s memories then does that mean that Macaque can experience MK’s? Are they able to dive into each other’s minds?

So the thing is that MK is hearing the past from both POVs. Macaque by definition can hear ANYTHING so yeah he could definitely experience MKs memories. But the thing is-does he want to? I headcanon that his future-present-past hearing abilities are something he only used a couple of times, and because what he heard from them was so traumatic, he decided to NOT use them again (like wukong laser eyes)

@sillygothpartykid ha chiesto: I know everyone is asking you to make the gay monkeys kiss but I actually like how you are developing their relationship. You letting them work through their problems and feeling first giving us that sweet, sweet slow burn! Love your art btw!❤️❤️❤️

awwww ty!!!! yes pls slow burn for life.

@kraytherandomchick ha chiesto: Hey, love your ShadowPeach AU! (Started rereading it after crying from the season 5 finale hehe :'D) But there's always something that's kinda stuck in my head, if MK's no longer immortal, would Macaque or Wukong get sad at the thought of getting older and forced keep going without him?

So- *sigh* technically, we don't really know MK immortality status. it's a grey area for now. Because on one side, he's a stone monkey, who, by nature like Wukong, can perfectly age and grow like a normal monkey. On the other hand, he's technically died already, and by the time he was created by Nuwa, both his biological fathers were already immortal (Wukong bc yes, Macaque because he's a demon, and he can die from wounds and illness, but can't age)

So to answer: we don't know yet what's with him. we will see (I promise that)

@lmk4ever ha chiesto: I LOVE THE SHADOW PEACH BIO PARENT AU SO MUCH!! Mk boi is so lucky to have a artist like you and fathers like them. I want to ask, will shadowpeach ever get into a fight out of anger in front of Mk? Or did they moved on from that phase?

If they will fight it will be more of like- the 2 dads grounding MK. If they need to fight they learned that they need to go on another mountain to do it so they don't bother their child

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will we get a traffic light trio ship?

Probably not, but I'm all for dragonfruit/spicynoodle and having MK and Mei NOT dating each other at the same time.

@yuk1yun ha chiesto: If lmk season 6 isn't like your au, then I don't want to watch it

BRUH THAT'S THE NICEST THING I HEARD ALL WEEK

@conniescialla ha chiesto: HIIII!! ok scusa l'italiano ma letteralmente trovare artisti italiani ispira sempre quel momento patriottico alla YES ONE OF US MUAHHAHAH Scherzi a parte, il comic Shadowpeach bio parents Au è meraviglioso, si approva soprattutto l'hurt/comfort ;p

Tanti kudos!!<3

AAAAHHH CHE BELLO UN ALTR* ITALIAN*!!!!!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I really wanna see jelous wukong!!!!!! I dunno maybe some random demon trying to flirt with emo monkie or something and wukong is like oh hell no!! He is mine!! I think it would be so cute

he would become incredibly possessive and start hissing and growling like a tiger. NOBODY TOUCHES MY SOFT PILLOW

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think it would be so cute if Wukong would take care of sick Macaque! It would show Macaque that Wukong changed and is no longer like he was before. I wonder if Macaque got sick, would MK help or would Macaque be too stubborn to let anyone know.

I know everyone says Wukong is this great sage with incredible abilities in every field (and he is) but I would like to imagine that, since he needs to do these thing for Macaque specifically, he's so stressed over the fact he needs to do them perfectly that he fucks up lmao.

Like, he would try his best to take care of him and almost burn the kitchen in the meantime, while Macaque was only hoping the two of them could just stay more in bed cuddling each other

Anonimo ha chiesto: im just imagining Mac getting anxious becouse he cannot find baby MK and Wukong is there to calm him down

@shadowpeachera ha chiesto: Heyy I absolutely love your shadowpeach bio au, the drawings, the text its perfect! Did Mk every run off or get into trouble now that he’s a cub or even play games with Wukong and Macaque like hide and seek? That would be really cute. I can imagine them playing hide and seek while Mk discovers he can make shadow portals, meanwhile his parents are stressing and scared as they have no idea where he is.

i think both of them would freak out.

WAIT I HAVE THE PIC I HAVE THE PIC

I'VE BEEN SAVING THIS PIC SINCE 2017

@nyx-daughterofchaos98 ha chiesto: Hi! For LMK, I watched a nature documentary on Monkeys the other day and a lot of monkeys correct each others behavior by doing something called “Disciplinary Nips” or “Discipline Bites” (This isn’t a sexual ask I promise) I think it would be absolutely hilarious, if Macaque and Wukong are napping together, and for whatever reason, Wukong keeps moving around, unable to get comfortable. And in his sleep-riddled state, Macaque gets annoyed and bites him. 🤣 Like; I’M TRYING TO SLEEP! KNOCK IT OFF! 🤣🤣🤣 And when Wukong does stop moving, Macaque does actually fall asleep. Even better is if Macaque wakes up and has absolutely No Idea he bit Wukong because he was half asleep at the time. Or he thinks it was a dream and ensue the shenanigans when he realizes it wasn’t.

OMG THAT'S SO CUTE AND SILLY AAHHHH!!! EVEN BETTER: what if they do this without noticing BEFORE they are like-actually romantically back together, and someone sees the mark bites AND THEY START TO ASSUME CERTAIN THINGS BRUH.

@tabs-tabi-tabby  Can Macaque help with MK’s clones? Or would that be Wukong’s area?

MK can't make the same clones macaque has. He can control a little bit his own shadow, and use that as a clone. so as long as it's his own shadow, it's more Mac area, if it's his own hair clone then it's Wukong's

@startdustmonkie ha chiesto: Does Mk and or Wukong know about Savage and Rumble? (If so how did they find out about them?) — (also: do Savage and Rumble see Mama macaque as a parent?)

@mushrum-soup ha chiesto: Hi just wanted to say I absolutely adore your shadow peach au it's literally the highlight of my week 💖I was wondering tho are rumble and savage just shadow clones in your au or similar to their Lego counterparts :O?

Yes they know about them. No they aren't his kids let's say. My own personal headcanon for the Au (or the show in general) is that they are both Macaque shadow, like- clones with a little bit of personality just like MK clones represent specific parts of his personality. He has 2 of them because he lived 2 lives, one before and one after he was brought back to life.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Just read the latest Shadowpeach bio kid comic, and i cant help but giggle a bit at how MK’s chirp woke Wukong and Macaque up lmao just the “and they snoozing- OH SHIT BABY CHIRPING WHATS WRONG-“

HE IS BABYYYY

@hellobur ha chiesto: Did you base when mk was reaching fr macaque after he was walking away because mk called him mama after this or was it a funny coincidence (mk also doe the pose but I can't find it lol)

Also I absolutely love this story and your art your work is incredible! ^^

Omg LMAO NO I DIDN’T BUT NOW IT’S 100% MORE FUNNY

@dragonaboni-blog ha chiesto: Hi! First off, I love your art and your Shadowpeach AU, it's the reason I'm reactivating my own Tumblr account lol One of my favorite tropes in this story is "A gets sick and B takes care of him" so I'm wondering… What would that trope be like in the AU? What would the monkey trio be like when they got sick? Do any of them sleep through their illness? Or are any of them extremely dramatic like "These will be my last words…"? CoughcoughWUKONGCoughcough

Aaahh I’ve seen a lot of asks asking this one but honestly I don t know If I’ll ever draw that trope. Maybe bc Wukong should technically have canonically too much knowledge about general illness to be worried about normal daily life illness. If it was something more life-threating. Maybe yes, but I still have to cook.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Counterpoint: wukong can't handle spicy foods because he has no impulse control and his monkee brain wants him to only eat fruit and peaches

Ouch. Yes that seems about accurate for him lmao

Anonimo ha chiesto: About the lmk bio au.... we have seen that MK can manipulate certain parts of his body in the 72 transformations... so..... Wukong and Macaque could technically have children.

I’ll be 100% honest I have no idea if stone monkeys are…fertile?

Anonimo Hey there! I am in love with your art. LMK is something that came into my life recently and damn I love it so much! Love your AU, and I can't wait to see more of it. Funnily, since the baby MK incident I imagine this later on becoming a somewhat spark of many funny arguments later on. What I mean is I see baby MK has a favorite parent (*cough-cough* MacCRACK *cough-cough*) [Sorry with the name joke, couldn't help myself]. XD. And I imagine Wukong be a bit jealous at times and go 'Anything you can do I can do better XD' Also see lovely Redson have a thing for MK, and then I imagine him ask his parents about advice on pursuing his crush. "So who is the lucky girl?" "Well, you already know him-" *Spits out water* "You got yourself a husband?" "What, no I haven't yet-!"

Aww I don't think MK would have a favourite but definitely there are times where he wants one parent more than the other (play time with Wukong, nap time with Mamacaque)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Yknow what they say… like father like son! In the sense that they’re all gay /j

Oh yeah absolutely it's genetic/j

@wolfasketch ha chiesto: Mac being on the sunny side and Wuwu being in the shadows

I know I'm looking into it too much but- AHHH!!!

That was unintentional but HOLY SIT U R RIGHT

Anonimo ha chiesto: Poor Red Boy never got to see baby MK! Imagine him just staring at the adorableness that is baby MK and being like 'I hope our future children look just like you OH MY GODS YOU'RE ADORABLE'. Baby MK: :3

Their child will literally be Kai from Ninjago so I guess THEY ARE RIGHT HE WILL BE

Anonimo ha chiesto: And then MK will wake up back to normal, confused, but proud that he managed to get them even closer?

100% yes

@drowning-in-webnovel-chapters ha chiesto: I can't imagine how the monkey dads are gonna try to go back to sleep after that, oof. Also Wukong definitely knows all that from when he used to help Macaque through visions, right?

Yup! He does indeed!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I’m guessing MK is getting a mini version of Macaque’s “can hear the past/present/future” thingy, did he managed to hear it accidentally or was he trying to learn more about his powers/Shadowpeach’s past ?

Yes, he was just wondering since last time that he found the sleeping cuddling with him, what exactly happened for them to rift away. Guess curiosity killed the cat

@aurabooboo ha chiesto: So. I'm rewatching season 5, right? I noticed that they almost had a yelling match with MK right in the middle. Would Wukong apologize to him for that?

These 3 have so much to talk about… i wont draw everything, but they definitely apologised offscreen.

@elianaroselight ha chiesto: It is quite telling how Wukong immediately knew what to do to help calm MK, but also, Macaque coming in with the perspective of having gone through it himself. The need for them to remain close by and wait until Mk is asleep before trying to leave. This means Mac has been through exactly what he is telling them not to do and knows the pain, sorrow and trauma that comes from feeling abandoned like this. They may be facing their past hurting their own kid through proxy and try to help him fight against the trauma. Luckily they have good people to help when they themselves can't. *looks at Freenoodles*

Yup! Their response is exactly related to what they do to calm the other!

@thenerdycupcake ha chiesto: So, does MK’s gold vision combine with his hearing sometimes so that he sees some of what he’s hearing from the past?

Oooohhh i guess he does! So he can literally see and hear the past!

@frogsfandoms ha chiesto: Omg why can I see after MK wakes up he thinks that it isn’t the past he’s hearing and that it actually just happened. Rushing to see if Wukong and Macaque are hurt and or trying to stop them from fighting 😭😭😭

Oohhh our baby still doesn’t want to believe it actually happened :(

Anonimo ha chiesto: Adult MK: OH MY GOD A SPIDER *desperate scared monkey noises* Baby MK: what's this? A 5 starts meal? *Tries to chomp said spider* He's gonna be sooo disgusted when someone tells him he tried to eat one fkdkdlfmfl

Oh poor MK. He’ll be teased about this for the rest of his days.

@sailera ha chiesto: Hello I have question about you Shadowpeach bio dads au- How would Pigsy react that his only employee turned to a baby? And hadn’t answered his phone in few days? Also love your art!! And your ISAT comic got me again interested in playing Sky ✨

Mk only became a baby for like- 20 hours. Mei told him that he stayed at FFM because he was ‘tired after training’. As of now Pigsy didn!t found out

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That's all for this week! Thank you a lot for all the asks!

[rifari2037]

What , Do you like About Zuko X Katara and Aang and Toph .

There are too many things I love about Zutara and Taang, I've probably talked about them in my previous posts a lot. But, there are some similarities between Zutara and Taang that I like.

Zutara and Taang look sooo good together, I mean, look at them!

2. Zutara and Taang donn't get along when they first meet, but later become very good friends and partners.

3. Zutara and Taang have opposite elements, but they are balanced and complement each other

"Fire is the element of power. The people of the Fire Nation have desire, will, and the energy to achieve their goals"

Katara has a fire inside her. She has power and always tries to achieve her will. She's not afraid to fight someone more skilled than her, such as Pakku and Hama. She is also not afraid of the Fire Nation soldiers when helping Haru and the villagers of Jang Hui River.

"Water is the element of change..."

Zuko has the water inside him. Zuko's main arc is redemption, he goes from being an enemy to being a good friend. He changes.

That shows how they can balance each other.

Also, I love how Zuko learns martial techniques from all the elements (he used them all in Agni Kai), but he often uses water techniques in the series.

"Air is the element of freedom"

Freedom is what Toph wants and needs. Aang offers Toph freedom. Aang is also Toph's first friend, she even tells Aang her feelings and shows him the abilities she hides from others.

"Earth is the element of substance"

Toph is the one who teaches Aang to be tough and stand his ground. That's all Aang needs to get out of his comfort zone.

That shows how they need each other.

Also, I love how Aang as the avatar can use all the elements, but earth is the element he uses the most after air.

4. Zutara and Taang have deep connection towards each other that build their chemistry.

Zutara are the reincarnation of Oma and Shu. The story, the symbols, even the colours of their clothes, all show the connection between Zutara and Omashu.

Aang and Toph have a connection, that's shown in episode The Swamps. In that episode, Huu explains how the swamps gives visions of people who are connected to someone.

Huu : In the swamp, we see visions of people we've lost, people we loved, folks we think are gone. But the swamp tells us they're not. We're still connected to them. Time is an illusion and so is death.

Sokka and Katara see a vision of their past, someone they've lost and they love most. Yet, Aang the only one who sees someone in the future.

But, how if Toph is actually someone in Aang's past? How if she is the reincarnation of Avatar Kuruk's lover?

I really love this theory!!!

And even if Toph isn't the reincarnation of Avatar Kuruk's lover, the swamp still show a connection between Aang and Toph when he sees the vision of her.

And they're still connected when Toph decided to live in the same swamp where Aang first sees her in her old days.

5. Zutara and Taang's disguise are matching. Zutara represent the spirit world meanwhile Taang represent physical world.

6. Zutara and Taang have similarities of how they meet the original source of their element.

Zuko and Katara never meet the original source of their elements until they set off their journey with the Avatar. And the way the Avatar meets them seem so magical.

Meanwhile, Aang and Toph have met the original source of their element and have been friend with them since they were little.

7. Zutara and Taang crumbs in NATLA make me love them even more!!! Look at them wore their colour!!

I can't wait to see them in the next season!

[tangyangie]

𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌—! 🖇

𖡼𖤣𖥧𓋼 with. keiji akaashi 𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊

LESSON #0 — CONVINCING ꩜

part of him wants to refuse outright. what do you mean you want his help? you want to learn how to kiss other guys? it's bad enough that he likes you, and now you're going to rub it in by giving him a taste of what he can't have. but, when you look up at him with those eyes—those beautiful, pleading eyes—he can't find it in him to say no. this is a common occurrence. you've gotten him to do your laundry on numerous occasions. this is also how you got your dorm pet(s).

"i said, no."

"but, keiji, please? she's so cute, isn't she?"

"we already have one!"

"yeah, but he's lonely!"

"i'm not cleaning after them, though."

you're going to kill him. you're actually going to be his 'cause of death. sure, you might think it's normal; it's only kissing your best friend as practice for another guy. but, to him, it's way more than that. you're like a cigarette—he wants to try you, so bad, but he knows that once he does, he won't ever be able to go back.

"it's not my problem if you like someone. look up a tutorial on youtube if you're so curious," keiji hums, purposely avoiding eye contact—he's just so interested in this show.

"i have! all they say is 'once you get into it, you'll instantly know how to do it'. i mean, it's the dumbest thing i've ever heard. i didn't look up a step-by-step to skip from looking at them to after the kiss."

he simply shrugs. "they're right, you know. it just clicks when you get comfortable."

"well, i'm not going to be comfortable if i don't know what i'm doing, and i'm scared i'm gonna mess up and embarrass myself in front of him!"

"...ask someone else."

"keiji, no, please! you're my best friend, no one else will get it if i ask! they're just gonna think i'm weird!" you plead, kneeling down and hugging his leg as a last resort.

"what are you—"

"please, keiji?" you interrupt, not wanting your plans derailed.

"i..." he sighs, running his fingers through his hair before begrudgingly agreeing. "fine, okay."

with an excited squeal, you stand up and intertwine your fingers with his. "thank you! what's first?"

"wh—now?!"

LESSON #1 — EYES 🦢

he loves your eyes. he thinks that they're absolutely gorgeous. with or without makeup to enhance your eyelashes, each wisp of color within your iris is a pathway that he wishes he could explore, simply by staring into your eyes for hours. he's a complete moth to the flame, because he swears that if he looks too long, he'll fall in.

"hey, keiji—is there something on my face?"

"what makes you think that?"

"...well, you've been staring at me for a good minute. is it paint, or something?l

"...okay, first things first—do not open your eyes unless you're ready to pull away. no one wants to see that right now, for one, and it just makes a kiss seem... not real. like you're not into it," he explains, pausing his show and turning to sit sideways on the couch. he lifts his glasses off from his nose and sets them on the coffee table.

"is that why you take your glasses off?" you ask, tilting your head curiously. "is it to prevent you from looking, or something?"

"um, no. i just don't like the idea of them fogging up," he says, thinking about what else to elaborate on. "closing your eyes is just because it'd be really awkward if you both started at each other in the eyes."

"okay, i get it, i think. when do i start closing my eyes?"

"whenever you start feeling awkward. or, probably better for you—because you're so inexperienced—is to just mirror him."

"oh, yeah, i'm sooo inexperienced," you scoff, leaning back.

"you asked for my opinion."

"fair enough. what next?"

LESSON #2 — HANDS 𓇼

to him, hands are the most useful part of the body. it controls everything—volleyball, writing, hobbies... even eating, though you can technically do it otherwise. it's just messy that way. one thing he does take pride in, though, is how his look. it's mostly your fault—you compliment them all the time.

"keiji, your hands are so pretty. you've got such nice nails, too."

"um... thank you? i think?"

"what do you mean, you think? you should let me paint them."

"try not to do too much with your hands. it'll just be distracting you or him from the kiss."

he'd almost wanted to intentionally give you bad advice. maybe, that'd keep you to himself. but, unfortunately for him, he's smarter than that. he knows you'd be hurt, and he knows very well that it probably wouldn't work in the first place, and that whoever you'd wanted to kiss would just laugh adoringly at your inexperience. he knows he would.

"where do i put them?"

"honestly, it can be almost anywhere you want."

"in between your toes?"

"...i don't want to know what's going on in your head. try to keep them on the upper body, at least." keiji says, rubbing his forehead with two fingers.

"come a little closer," he motions.

you crawl across a few cushions before plopping down in front of him.

"now, try and find the most comfortable spot for your hands so that you're not deciding in the middle of a kiss."

panic visibly sets within you, and you hover your hands in a multitude of places, when keiji gently holds your wrists as a request for you to stop.

"hey, calm down—here, i'll guide you. shoulders first," he hums, bringing your hands to rest on his shoulders, allowing you to get a feel for it. "next..." cupping his face, resting on his chest, arms around his neck... before you reached having your fingers tangle in his hair.

"oh, this is nice," you say, immediately settling as you gently scratch his scalp with your nails.

"yeah? here?" he asks, trying not to focus on the pleasurable sensation that would lull him to sleep if it were under any other circumstances.

you nod, playing with his curls. "definitely."

he barely notices the soft smile that slips onto his features, simply watching the glint of fascination in your eyes. "now, i'm gonna put my hands here, okay?" he whispers, trailing his hands down to gently grab your waist. "is this okay?"

you nod, still mesmerized by his hair.

"moving on..."

LESSON #3 — LIPS ଳ

you talk way too much, in his opinion. not as much as bokuto, but a lot. to be fair, everyone talks a lot compared to his normal days. even though he may complain in his mind, he knows in his heart he doesn't care at all. he loves watching your lips move, memorizing how each individual letter looks on your lips. sometimes, he'll try to guess what you're listening to based on how well he can read your mouthing now.

"...are you listening to beabadoobee?"

"you listen to bea??"

"yoshimi, forest, magdalene?"

"wh—how'd you know? are you psychic?"

now comes the part he's almost dreading most—not that he could ever want to avoid your lips. he's just nervous. he takes a deep breath, starting his explanation.

"when you're kissing someone, don't tense up. you need to completely relax. no one wants to kiss a rock."

"weird metaphor, but i get it."

"you slightly part your lips. just a little bit."

"how much is a little bit?"

"guess."

you slightly drop your bottom lip, and it's almost perfect. keiji lifts his hand to your chin, just barely pushing your jaw up with his finger.

"do you want chapstick?" you ask.

"are you trying to tell me that my lips look dry?" he raises an eyebrow.

"no! your lips look nice. i'm just saying, i've heard it helps." you defend, getting the chapstick out and applying a quick layer.

"sure," he sighs, leaning a little closer and allowing you to drag the chapstick on his lips for what seems like forever (it was two seconds. he was just focused on you instead).

"ready to focus?" he asks, watching you apply yet another layer. it felt like you were teasing him.

"yep," you smile, re-parting your lips. "like this, right?"

he nods, beginning his next explanation. "don't do that when you kiss people. if you start talking in the middle of a kiss, make it relate to the experience, at least. if you start talking about the weather, you're getting kicked out."

you offer a sheepish grin. be continues.

"anyway, when most people kiss, they tend to lean their heads to the right, but it really depends on the person. i go right, which means you should also go right. with me, at least."

"how do you know that? just how many people have you kissed?" you tease.

he purses his lips. "two."

"was one boku—"

"doesn't matter."

you stifle your giggle, waiting for keiji's next words.

"kissing isn't as difficult as you think. it really does just come to you."

"oh, plea—"

"i'm not done. i'll do my best to help you, but when you kiss someone, you're not really paying attention to that. it just kind of happens."

you nod and stay quiet as he thinks for a moment. "i tend to put whoever's bottom lip i'm kissing in between mine."

"should i try and do the same thing?"

"no. n—not with me, at least."

"m'kay."

"and after a few kisses like that, you just keep going until it gets more intense."

"speaking of which..."

LESSON #4 — TONGUE 🌊

he doesn't have much to say about this. you use it lots? ice cream, popsicles, cleaning off butter knives—he could go on. you made him try the cherry-stem test once, though. he passed, obviously—that was definitely the main reason you asked for his help specifically.

"i don't get it. what's the point?"

"apparently, if you can tie a knot, you're a good kisser."

"hm. let's see if it checks out."

"what're you expecting? you look like the only thing you've kissed is your pillow."

"do i really have to explain this?" keiji sighs, burying his head in his hands for a moment.

"yes, come on! i need this one the most. what do i do with my tongue?"

"it's going to be so weird to talk about. and it's gonna sound so odd. i'm warning you."

"i understand the risks and i read all the terms and conditions. give me the goods. services? i dunno."

"definitely do not start off with it. if you shove your tongue into his mouth, he's gonna shove you away from him."

"understood."

"honestly, don't do anything about it. let him slip it in and take control of it. you lightly suck on it, i guess."

"ew, you're right. i don't wanna hear about this."

"i told you," he responds, leaning back and resting his head above the armrest, his hands acting as a pillow under him.

"do you really shove your tongue down their throat?"

"god, no."

LESSON #5 — PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER 𓆝

he knew it was coming. he knows you too well to think it'd be as easy as telling you what to do. unfortunately, he plays an incredibly well-developed game of denial. again—you've done this on multiple occasions. half of your essays are written by him. half of the recipes you've learned? him.

"thanks for teaching me how to make this! it's really good. i should get more recipes from you."

"i'm starting to doubt you actually listened."

"of course, i did!"

"then why did i end up making the whole thing?"

"i cut up the vegetables."

"after complaining that the onions were making you cry, so you couldn't cut the others."

"okay, then... i think that's it, right?" you hum, leaning forward and climbing onto his lap. "that's all the information itself?"

your action causes a sharp intake of breath from him, who does his best to hide it. he props himself up onto his elbows to get a better look at you. you look really, really pretty from this angle.

"i—what are you doing?" he stammers, his cheeks turning a pinkish color. in his mind, he blames it on the tv's screensaver. it's on green right now; so, what?

"is this not how people kiss?" you ask, tilting your head to the side.

"it is, but..." he averts his eyes.

"keiji," you whine, leaning down closer until you're laying on top of him. "i need the practice."

the way you say his name nearly makes him choke, but he covers it up. he's really going to try not to mess it up for you, even though it may benefit his (one-sided) rival.

"okay, fine," keiji sighs, sitting up again. he doesn't dare say anything more lest he seem too eager.

your eyes flit to his lips, barely breaking your shared gaze for less than a second. for this moment, you take in his current aesthetic. flushed, messy-haired, (how you wish he hadn't taken his glasses off so that they could be slightly askew), heavily breathing, shirt ridden up just enough for you to see his stomach... you could find so many little things like this to name.

and, finally, taking in what you've learned, you lean in just a little closer. tilting your head to the right, slightly parting your lips, and itching to tell him just how pretty he is. but, he said no unnecessary talking.

he mirrors your actions, feeling his heart beat so fast that he's genuinely scared he may have a heart attack.

when your lips touch, it's not like the movies. you don't picture a firework exploding in between you, and there's no dramatic music.

there is, however, the most polite man you've ever met on the other side. he's so gentle, kissing you slowly so that you don't get overwhelmed. you didn't even notice how his hands had gotten to cup your face, but everything about the interaction is soft.

it's almost like he thinks you're delicate.

you're both a mess of heavy breathing, your lips sloppily moving against his. and he was right—he does think that your inexperience is cute.

his lips move over yours, the soft texture you'd expect from no man but keiji as ever so gently nips your bottom lip.

your hands crawl up his nape to settle on the roots of his hair, tangling your fingers in the familiar curls as refuge from the unfamiliar feeling of the kiss. he lets a quiet sigh into your mouth, the vibration of the sound waves against your lips causing you to nearly melt.

noticing his hands move from your face to your neck, you take the moment to be just a little cheeky.

"i thought you said not to move your hands much, keiji," you teasingly whisper in between breaths.

he simply scoffs against your mouth. "actually, i said no talking," he murmurs, becoming less and less conscious of what he's doing.

the more your fingers massage his head, the more he wishes you were his. he hasn't kissed anyone like this before—it's simultaneously nothing special yet the most amazing thing he's ever experienced.

his hands slide down your body to rest at your waist, feeling your breath hitch the slightest bit. mumbling an apology he doesn't really mean, he leans forward a bit more to tilt your head back. only then, does it dawn on him.

LESSON #6 — ESCALATION 🦈ྀི

he didn't think it'd get this far. he really didn't. he should've known better than to assume he had the self control for this. looking back on it now, he really did care for you too much. the time he spent with you felt romantic—like an old married couple that always argues yet never harbors the negative emotions. but, alas, you weren't his to care for... or, so it seemed.

"you really should be more careful. you're going to get seriously injured if you keep this up."

"no, i won't, 'kaashi; you don't know anything."

"do you know how many band-aids i've gone through in the past ten minutes?"

"...shut it."

"we should stop," he whispers, barely audible. he doesn't pull away, though.

"why? you want to?" you frown against his lips, brushing the corner of his mouth to place another kiss there. maybe, he just needs some convincing... if this is about what you think it's about.

your hands trail from his neck to his abdomen, your fingers tugging on hem of his shirt. you lean forward and cradle his head until he hits the armrest, and you realize he's much more susceptible now. good morals—he feels guilty about kissing you.

fortunately for him, you don't actually like someone else. dragging the fabric of his shirt up his stomach, you deepen the kiss as a form of distraction. it was a feeble attempt; he noticed right away.

"wait, wait," he breathes, pulling back for a moment. he can't seem to find his words when you look at him like that, your gaze all sparkly and enticing. "i thought you had your eyes on someone. why are you—?!"

"it was an excuse. i just wanted to kiss you," diving back in without giving him a chance to respond to the shock you've just supplied him.

you open a singular eye, noticing how his are wide open. "what happened to closing your eyes?" the giggle that travels through you isn't enough to soothe him. he needs to hear it directly.

his hands lift to your face, gently pushing your head back with his fingers tangled down to your scalp as he shares your stare. "y—you mean it? you actually want to kiss me?"

"was the fact i've been trying to get you to make out with me for the past 20 minutes not proof enough?"

he shakes his head. "you said that you wanted lessons!"

"so that i could kiss you! you're too smart for this, keiji," you laugh, brushing his dark strands of hair out of his face.

he groans, rubbing his eyes. "god, you're..."

"a genius? yeah, i know." you teasingly raise your eyebrows, as you reach over for his glasses.

the confusion evident on his face, his eyes follow your hand. "i was gonna say crazy," he mumbles, watching you place the glasses on his nose.

"but you've gotta admit," you grin, leaning closer again, "i was able to get this far without you suspecting anything. i'm at least a little smart, right?" he flinches when you tilt his glasses to the side.

"what's that for?" he asks, avoiding the question.

you kiss his nose before moving to his jawline. "keep your glasses on next time we kiss. it's so hot when they're crooked.

he gulps. "next time?"

"mhm," you sigh, connecting your lips to his.

notes. this is probably university au 'cause i didn't have a specific time in mind but too old to be high school too young to have a working job... you get the point

also... can you tell i've never actually kissed anyone ha ha so silly (i'm going to cry)

edit: me forgetting to put tags

[dr-spectre]

Guess who turned 7 years old?

SPLATOON 2!!!!! Everyone's favourite Splatoon game!!!! Right? Right guys....? We love Splatoon 2 yeah....? It's the best one right.....? Totally not gonna become the middle child of the series that gets overshadowed by the new fresh Splatoon 3 and the nostalgia of the first game right.....?

Okay, jokes aside about if Splatoon 2 is actually good or not. This was the game that actually got me into Splatoon, I knew about the series since it's announcement but I couldn't play the first game because like the rest of general public, I didn't own a wii u. Still don't but I would love to have one to mod. (And play Splatoon 1 online with fan servers...)

I think Splatoon 2 really did bring a lot of cool stuff to the table and it had a lot of quality of life features and interesting weapon, sub and special concepts.

It gave us the dualies!! THE DUALIES! I LOVE THE DUALIES!

It gave us the brellas! Which.... were kinda bad at launch and still are bad till this day....

BUT! I dont wanna talk about weapons because thats BORING! I wanna talk about one of the best things Splatoon 2 gave us...

OFF THE HOOK! PEARL AND MARINA! These girls are some of the most popular characters in the series and for good reason. They are both funny, likeable, charming, witty and have developed backstories by the time Octo Expansion comes around. Plus their chemistry is top-notch and so damn CUTE! It's almost has if they are somehow more than friends and that kind of connection is canon and people who try to deny it are fucking idiots and will never be in a relationship of their own.....

Also Splatoon 2 gave us a pretty solid hero mode at launch, sure it was basically more Splatoon 1 hero mode but hey, the first hero mode was fun so more of the same is fine by me. Plus you get Marie's classic snark too while you go through levels, she's nice company surprisingly. Way better than some old ass crusty dude...

It also gave us....

totally didn't fuck up my mental health this year and last year and caused me chest pain and discomfort until I had to dig and dig AND DIG for knowledge just to salvage it and make sure my favourite character in the fucking series was given the respect she deserves....

....hypno/octo Callie.... totally didn't fuck up this villain arc for her huh Nintendo? Totally didn't throw away the depth you built up (and was shown in concept art) only to try and hastily fix it 2 years later with an obscure relationship chart no one fucking talks about, not even the timeline explainers...

totally didn't use the wrong terminology to describe her situation and made everything so much worse because you wanted a simple black and white story for the kiddies yeah Nintendo? Despite you making stuff grey in the dlc expansion so the both story modes now clash like oil and water theme wise.

And yet you still treat her like dirt. Still using the wrong poorly localised words. If I still gotta repeat to the sky one more time that callie was under hypnosis and not forceful brainwashing I might have a stroke. You can't even fucking brainwash someone with hypnosis because the limitation of hypnosis is that the person under it must be fully comfortable with the suggestion and the suggestion cannot go agaisnt their morals and ideology. AND GUESS WHAT BRAINWASHING IS! FORCING DIFFERENT IDEOLOGIES INTO SOMEONE'S HEAD! DO YOU GET WHY I HAVE AN ISSUE NOW?!?!?! JUST USE THE WORD HYPNOTISED NINTENDO! THATS ALL YOU GOTTA DO!! ILL BE SOOO HAPPY!!!

YOU TOO INKIPEDIA! I CAUGHT YOU USING THE WORD TOO MULTIPLE TIMES! you better change it... just change brainwashed to hypnotised and I would literally kiss you on the lips or something idk... I love you inkipedia but that's all you gotta change okay? Pretty please? With a cherry on top?

ENOUGH OF THAT! I WANNA TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!!!

Do you know what else Splatoon 2 gave us?

OCTO EXPANSION BABY! I know people love to call this overrated now but I really don't care. It's not overrated, it's perfectly rated. It also gave us PLAYABLE OCTOLINGS! Which was a highly requested thing people really really wanted and they gave us what we asked for! Even though they lacked a lot of customisation options.... still do till this day... (Nintendo is it really that hard to come up with new hair? The community has been doing that for years for you man.)

And of course... the last thing I want to talk about...

This is probably my favourite Splatfest to date. It brought in a lot of actual genuine philosophical discussion on what kind of world is best, a world of chaos? Or a world of order? I chose team chaos because when the youtuber/streamer Etika was still around he chose team chaos and I chose that team because of him... rest in peace...

The shifty station too was phenomenonal as you got to hear Fly Octo Fly and Pearl would come in AND YOU GOT TO USE HER PRINCESS CANON!!!! IT WAS SO FUCKING COOL AHHHH!!!

God Pearl is so cool... i can't believe I actually used to dislike her. I wanna beat up teen me so badly for having such bad takes. Marina is hot sure, but, Pearl is just so fucking funny. Man what was wrong with 13 to 17 year old me....

Anyways, I wanted to ramble about Splatoon 2. It's pretty special to me as it was the reason I am here today, so I can't really criticise it as much as others do. Well... aside from one obvious thing but, I've done that many times.

Also, before I go... NINTENDO!!! BRING BACK SHIFTY STATIONS FOR SPLATOON 4!!! DO IT!!! STOP BEING COWARDS!!!!

[macsimagines]

Insecure!Darling trying to leave Yandere!Mikey

Put this into a separate post because Mikey's was sooo BIG LMFAO

TW:YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, PHYSICAL ABUSE, EMOTIONAL NEGLECT, KIDNAPPING, ISOLATION, JUST REALLY FUCKED UP GUYS

Yandere!Manjiro Sano (AKA Mikey)

Does not care, and he doesn't even mean it in unkind way. It's just that he wants and loves you so how you feel doesn't really matter to him. You leaving isn't a scenario he will allow or even think is going to happen.

But the thing is he doesn't comfort you either. He doesn't tell you that it's ok, that you're good enough for him, or that he needs you because he really does.

"Mikey, I just don't think... maybe you could do better?" "That's stupid. Quit talkin' about it." He just shuts down the conversation and honestly forgets.

But he does love you. With all his black heart he honestly adores you, but this love is a very one-sided playing field. He wants your love but won't give it in return, the only time you receive affection is when you're giving it to him. Hugs and kisses and even words of devotion.

"I love you, Mikey." "I know, Y/N." And while he can't live without hearing you say it, he can live without ever saying it back.

So you try to go. As quietly as you can, you don't plan on saying anything to him honestly, because you know (or you think you do) he's not even going to bat an eyelash when he doesn't hear from you.

You write him a letter too, explaining how you know he doesn't really love or need you and that you're both better off like this, but explaining that you're always going to love and want him with all your heart...

Stupidly, you keep your distance. Trying to prepare yourself for the inevitable, and don't expect him when he shows up at your door (Or more accurately, when he kicks it in) one night while you're finishing packing.

You're too shocked to even process what's happening let alone ask him what he's doing, and he's honestly the same. Aghast to see you packing your things away... getting ready to leave him.

"...What are you doing?" is the only thing he can mutter, staring at you with this blank empty expression that scares you more than your kicked in door, "I-I... Mikey, please-!" "What. The. Fuck. ARE YOU DOING!?"

The funny thing is that you never thought Mikey was holding back in front of you. You've seen the way he fights before so you knew just how terrifying he could be, you just didn't know how petrifying it was to have it directed at you.

But he's shattering your windows, throwing your boxes and destroying their contents, wrecking furniture not even two regular people could lift, all while you cower in fear of him in a far off corner, ducking every time something comes flying at you.

Even when he's done with that rampage, he's not done being angry, his eyes are bloodshot with anger when he finally is looking at you, and you're crying so hard begging so much for him to have mercy- to please forgive you for offending him.

However, its too late for apologies. Even the attempt is a grave sin and Mikey will not excuse you just yet. He's grabbing a fist full of you hair and yanking you away from the wall like you're weightless throwing you across the floor and letting you body skid across all the debris and broken glass.

The sharp pain you feel is nothing compared to the fear though, because as soon as you stop on the ground he's on top of you, grabbing your hair again with one hand and your throat with the other.

"You said you loved me-" "I DO! I DO- Please- STOP-" "You said you needed me-" "M-Mike-y, ST-STOP, H-hurts-!" "You're not gonna leave me."

And with that, he dragging you out of the door and back to one of the safe houses he has. Muttering the whole time, "You're not gonna leave, you're not gonna leave me, I won't let you fucking leave me-"

You rot there for awhile, in a cold dark room, with no human interaction than when one of his men come in to give you food, or when he had brought some back alley doctor to patch you up.

Sometimes Mikey visits, but he just looks at you with an unreadable expression, maybe selfishly tells you that he misses your warmth and affection. You don't ever respond though, you feel like you might break if you do. Sometimes, he looks...sad? But he quickly covers it up with; "This is your own fault."

One day, he comes in looking a little worse than most days, almost panicked, then you see what he has clutched in his hands. Your letter? You honestly had forgotten what you even wrote in there...

"I...I went to your apartment. I was... I was going to get your stuff to-to make you feel a little better and I-...I found your letter, Y/N," he says, his voice sounding...choked? "I-uh- I didn't know that you... I wasn't trying to make you feel- I fu-fucked up-," and now he's crying. Like he was the one locked inside a hole and left to die.

He falls to his knees beside your mattress, and you flinch, because this is the first time he's been this close in what feels like months, and that reaction looks like it just about killed him.

"I-i did-didn't know- I- please- I love you," he whimpers, and for whatever reason his words make you sick. He never once said it to you before and now that he's finally giving you his heart in return it makes you want to rip your hair out of your head. You were good enough to love now that you were broken.

But his words don't stop, he doesn't stop, he actually embraces you in a hug ignoring the way your body seizes at his touch, how your skin burns when his tears hit it like he's crying acid.

Mikey could care less, just like before, he wouldn't pay attention to how his lack of love hurt you before or how all of it was hurting you now...

He spends that whole day crying into your chest, petting your matted hair, and promising to love you how you needed. "Your love saved me, my love can fix you," he had sworn like an idiot.

No your love had cursed you, it had damned you the moment you gave it to him, and his love had destroyed you, it was going to rip whatever was left of you apart...

But still...At least you loved each other.

[mikaela-the-slut-expert]

yayyyy 💕 then can i ask for a scenario in which the reader, who’s a trans guy, volunteering to be the bride in the ghost groom scenario and threatening to stab anyone who says anything about him looking like a girl with platonic feng xin + mu qing and romantic hualian? (or just xie lian, since technically hua cheng is only there for like, .5 seconds lol)

(💥 anon)

Masculine Bride?

HuaLian x ftm(?)reader

IM SO SORRY 😔 I'VE HAD THE WORST FEW MONTHS OF MY LIFE BUT I LIVE I WILL BE COMPLETING REQUESTS AGAIN THANKS FOR NOT GIVING UP ON ME AGAIN GUYS ☺️🖤

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☀️Feng Xin didn't want to be in this ridiculous mission at all. He has to deal with Mu Qing in disguise and he has to see Xie Lian who was once his best friend. So it feels a little awkward to him but he gets to see you too! So he's quite happy to see you and Xie Lian again

☀️When he finds out that the plan is to disguise as a bride he immediately says Nuh uh. No way he's doing that, Mu Qing would never live it down.

☀️But when you offer to disguise as the bride, since you do looke somewhat androgynous he's like great!

☀️He doesn't have to do it and he can protect you if you all get in harms way

☀️Honestly he's surprised you volunteered so quickly. Feng Xin knows you'd rather stay in your male form and he knows you don't like appearing feminine much these days. Gods do it all the time so Feng Xin doesn't mind. Have you seen Shi Qingxuan?

☀️So everything was going great, they got you dressed and the one village girl did your makeup so you didn't look like a clown. But then they ran into those annoying men again.

☀️ They were congratulating Xie Lian, Mu Qing, and Feng Xin for finding a pretty bride and even wanted to join up, but they all knew the men just wanted to eat off their success.

☀️So when you laughed and explained you did make a good bride even though you're a man, No one really laughed. The men had genuinely thought you were a woman sooo they try to call your bluff.

☀️You did in fact change forms to look more like a bride but it doesn't feel good to have every single feminine feature to be pointed out. You're used to it so you weren't going to say anything but the group of men freeze and their skin pales when you hear a crack behind you

☀️Feng Xin may or may not have broken a pillar. May or may not have damaged his own temple. . .

☀️it succeeds in shutting the men up because what man is able to just break a God's pillar?!

☀️Feng Xin has to admit he's pretty irritable, but hearing the group of men bully you just pisses him off. He knows he's supposed to be in disguise and not gain your attention but he can't stand by and watch you be passive about it.

☀️ When the men practically evacuate the area you only laugh softly and link arms with him saying, "I found my guard!" You already know it's Feng Xin🙄

🌕Mu Qing was also your best friend and you never really gave him the chance to distance himself from you like he distanced himself from Xie Lian.

🌕Mu Qing has been with you a long time and he knows you're more comfortable identifying as a man. He has no issue with it. It took some time getting used to but he doesn't care as long as you're happy.

🌕so hearing the group of men start pointing you out so blatantly ticks him off. He knows he can't harm mortals but he sure wishes he could.

🌕It's not against the rules to threaten them though, so when he threatened to cut off their hand because it's rude to point isn't against the rules either.

🌕You were surprised honestly, Mu Qing doesn't care about a lot of things and doesn't usually get violent unless it's with Feng Xin.

🌕but you laugh when the group of men run off and you lean on Mu Qing. Saying you're so happy to have your own personal protector

🪷Xie Lian doesn't really fight. It's not that he can't he just doesn't see a point to do so.

🪷but that doesn't mean he'll let people bully you either

🪷 You've stuck with him for awhile so you're used to just taking mean words in stride. Xie Lian has never let them get away with it though.

🪷So it comes as a Surprise to you all when Xie Lian uses rou'ye to tie the group of men up together and he "advised them to go away before something unfortunate happens"

🪷You smiles and kiss his cheek, linking arms with him with a smile.

🪷"You're cute when you're protective"

[highfantasy-soul]

omg this tension with Evan and his character arc this season is sooo juicy!!!!

spoilers for episode 9 of mismag season 2

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

At some point, the tension is going to break and I really really hope the entire pilot program sits Evan on his ass and, since he's so concerned about people being plain with their speech, gives it to him like it is. How he's being so SHIT to his friends and at every opportunity spitting in their faces and calling them liars.

My jaw was on the GROUND when they went back to piss-berg and he accused the Quoli (spelling - who knows spelling??) of being purposefully obtuse about why he gave Evan the book and what his sad expression meant. Evan took it as "Evan's life will permanently be so sad and pathetic" and when confronted, the Quoli explained that wasn't the reason, Evan wanted answers and the book has what Evan had wanted when last he came to the island - but the whole reason the Quoli looked sad was inappropriate to tell Evan.

Like, the Quoli straight up said 'Evan, your emotional healing and self-realization has got to come from you - you can't get that shit handed to you by an outside force' and Evan threw a little tantrum.

What really made my jaw drop was when in response to Evan claiming the Quoli thought his life was all super sad and pathetic, the Quoli LOOKED TO THE OTHERS to ask if they thought Evan's depiction of his life was accurate. The others staunchly and firmly said 'no, we don't see Evan's life as just a sad, pathetic never ending cycle of depression - that's not who he is' - the Quoli looked to Evan and asked 'Do you really need ME to explain to you what your friends already know? (and just told you) or do you trust that with more time, you'll understand it for yourself?' (again, telling him - yo, you can't fast track emotional healing, but you got a whole ass support system here for you. To quote Bo Burnham: the love has got to come from YOU)

And EVAN'S RESPONSE WAS: "I don't like you. There could be clarity here and there's not. I'm not sure if that's your fault or just the nature of the world but either way, I don't have to be in a good mood about the imposition of mystery on someone who's just looking for answers."

My jaw DROPPED

Evan just heard his friends give clear and direct answers to the question he was asking and he TOLD THEM TO SHUT THE FUCK UP - THEIR THOUGHTS MEAN NOTHING, THEY DON'T KNOW SHIT AND HE WANTS A GOAT TO TELL HIM WHAT TO FEEL!!!!!!

He's claiming there's mystery and a lack of clarity but EVAN IS THE ONLY ONE OBSCURING HIS VISION!!!!

You can bring a horse to water but you for sure can't make him listen to his friends when they tell him point blank the answer to his question!

If I was Jammer, I wouldn't have just asked Evan if he was ready to go, I would have grabbed that motherfucker by the collar and drug his ass out of there and he'd be getting the cold shoulder for A WHILE

I really hope that's where his character arc is going because I get heated every time Evan insists his friends are shit and liars and 'no, no, they don't understand, I'm the most specialist boy in the whole wide world and my sadness is everything that defines and and I'm going to pretend to hate it, but every time my friends counter it, I'll ignore them and tell them they're stupid liars and retreat back into my comfortable sad boi aura that makes me feel special.'

Like, at some point, something's gotta break, right? I know K has the most to lay out for Evan in that department, but I kinda hope Jammer is right there with them because I don't think Evan will listen to K at all - he'll dismiss her as just a jilted lover who's opinion is the least among the group.

I know it's an improv show and there's no guarantee everything will pay off, but I think it'll be really good if they're able to fit it in.

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Obviously, this isn't me dogging on Brennan and his choices while playing the game - it's a very VERY compelling and realistic look at the difficult healing journey that people who have gone through (or gone through similar) what Evan has might take.

What I will say though, on a serious note, is that if you find yourself in a relationship with someone who behaves the way Evan does, take care of yourself. Just because they've suffered unimaginable trauma doesn't mean it's ok for them to abuse you. Even if that abuse stems from their trauma, you do not have to accept being treated like that.

You cannot help someone who doesn't want to be helped. You cannot force them to drink the tonic you offer them, accept the help you give, or believe what reassurances you give them.

You cannot tell them how to view themselves - even if you think it's helping them see themselves how you believe they truly are. The belief HAS to come from them, you can't do their emotional labor for them (though many will try to make you and then have you blame yourself when it doesn't work).

Of course leave room for love and meeting people where they are, but trauma does not excuse abuse - you are not a bad person for stepping away from someone who is hurting you even if they're hurting, too.

[ilovereadingandstuff]

Yo, dear friend, wanna know what definitely sold me on watching Link Click? wanna know what was the scene which was the cherry on top of the cake that finished convincing me watching this show with which now i'm obssessed with? what also sold me completely on shipping shiguang with my whole heart?

THIS moment right here...from the first episode on season 1.

"...you're up."

MAN, THE WAY THIS SCENE SQUEEZED MY HEART!!??

The way that Cheng Xiaoshi woke up hurting by the mix of Emma's memories of her parents alongside his, in addition of the mingling of his mouring feelings over the disappearance of his parenst AND Emma's troubled feelings of insatisfaction, forced to be separated of her parents but at least they're alive and her horrible life-situation...

and when he was just starting to process his thoughts and waking up from the fatigue he had for the exhausting day...Lu talks to him.

Lu Guang WAS AWAKE...or at least sensed when Cheng Xiaoshi woke up and was struggling or both...and asked what's up...

aaaand, when Xiaoshi explains his ache over his dream, starts to roll his eyes, rolling on bed for discomfort, getting lost in thoughts over his sadness...Lu Guang gasps...or at least makes a tiny little sound, like when realizing something...AND THEN HE METAPHORICALLY TOUCHES CHENG XIAOSHI'S SHOULDER!!!! in a way to comfort or contain him, soothing his pain, trying to divert his mind and make him go back to sleep...

FUCK!! I love it.

I LOOOOOOOVEEE IT

The way those last frames LOOK INSANE to me, like, as if Lu Guang is crossing spacetime to reach for Cheng Xiaoshi, physically connecting two point of the same timeline to just cross bounds and comfort him...

(and with season 2 ending...DAMN this becomes even more beautifull as it could be possible)

Holy shit man, I can't get over this scene. Really.

You get what I mean???! You understand why I lost my mind right here?!?!

The way this scene shows the emotional support and intimacy these two hold for each other.

Lu Guang reaching for Cheng Xiaoshi to calm him, understanding his overwhelming feelings, the way he sees Cheng Xiaoshi's pain in his empathy for Emma's situation (that he is currently experiencing himself in flesh and blood) and the mix with his emotionally-driven instincs...Also telling him to focus, to not think about it for his own good. Not devaluing his feelings, but for him to not wheel on them more than neccessary...

So, yeah, that's what sold me for real. Blown my mind truly, and completely convinced me that this show was my favorite one (as it truly is cuz GOD IT'S SOOO GOOD)

Also, doing a rewatch, damn they're so beautiful together. like, sorry, if you expect me to not ship them...then do not do this.

How Lu Guang is so understanding, firm in his position but never rude to Cheng. Somehow copes with Xiaoshi's childish attitudes...but then, in comparison to anyone else, it's such a huge contrast!! how Lu Guang validates him so much, supports him, understands him...never pushing, but never going away.

Lu Guang is truly a masterpiece of character, just as Cheng Xiaoshi is. And I couldn't be happier for this show to exist.

[lowkey-scared-and-afraid]

Dandadan OC stuff again I'm GEEKING!!!

Basically my concept of what female serpoians could be...

Explaining more about it below the cut!!!

Ok so

I like to think that, as an early species, they did have females, but as years went by they diverged from the males and by now cannot even produce any offspring with them, at least not in a natural way as infertile offsprings were already a thing when they started their space journey (sort of when a tiger has a baby with a lion)

Also, they probably just kind of got comfortable with the way they reproduce by now so they go "why complicate stuff? It's over bru let go" with any suggestion to just come together and try something again. They probably got a lot of beef going on too sooo another reason to not try anything anymore.

Still thinking about their society as a whole since they can absolutely just decide to pop a kid one day (parthenogenesis), but they usually let this job go for the giant biomachines that basically mixes a bunch of their DNA and tries to create new stuff without making all of them identical (kind of like a certain chimera in the manga that make alien combat suits by devouring people, I'm not telling any more than that)

This leads to physical variations like:

And even some stuff that could probably be frowned upon by the other side of the Serpoian coin:

Fun fact that one above is two of Luna's sisters

Oh and talking about Luna

As the drawing says, she's also albino

The harshest condition the "irregular" have is that they can't sample DNA to the mother-biomachine thing, but if they're good to live normally without much difficulties then yeah sure go off

So, if apparently they don't really care about mutations nor any sort of stuff like that, why is Luna on Earth?

She's either retired or on a very long vacation lol

.

As to my inspo while making their looks...

I, obviously, got it from the Pegassa!

Jsjsisjsjs look how cute they are

They are, too, kind of the inspo for the regular Serpoians, but I see it as something like, 10% Pegassa and 90% the Dada aliens

As seen by the very similar body patterns that are a nightmare to draw holy moly

So I kind of just imagined an inversion of sorts, as most of my base concept came from the Pegassa.

And from the Dada? I only got the idea of a white face with black surrounding it.

Other idea that went in the making is the shower thought that male serpoians have big dicks because their females used to be bigger lmao I know it doesn't work exactly like that but still...

Anyways thank you if you have read all of my yapping today 💔

Also, making female serpoians won't stop me from doing the woke, I'm still planning to make a trans woman serpoian

Bye!!

[theeoriginals]

Sooo maybe Klaus kidnaps a young woman (in true Klaus fashion of course) who he knows is a powerful witch but all she knows is that she has this crazy magic and she can't control it. Also a little prompt/challenge with Klaus saying "you really are far more precious than I thought"! Can't wait to see what you come up with xx

extenuating circumstances | klaus mikaelson

pairing: klaus mikaelson x reader (no y/n!)

warnings: kidnapping (but it’s… lighthearted kidnapping), mentions of other violence, mentions of bad family members (vague neglect mentioned), klaus being an absolute menace (he’s just a girl), reader is pretty angsty/sarcastic but klaus thinks she’s great so somehow he’s become the sunshine of grumpy x sunshine, this is like pre-relationship like they just banter and are flirty

author’s note: i managed to write this at work so ignore this if it is bad or weird

The thing is, her powers have always been a curse. They have brought her family nothing but trouble, and in turn have pushed her out of the house, out of the love and comfort she once knew, because no one likes a monster they cannot control.

She wasn’t ever supposed to be this powerful. It was supposed to go to her brother. He was trained to one day lead their coven, and handle the burden that comes with that, but for some reason, she’d been chosen. She hadn’t even been paying attention at the ceremony because she knew her brother would be chosen and she wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. The next thing she knew, of course, was hitting the ground and waking up with her family all standing above her glaring at her like she’d done something wrong.

It didn’t take them long after that to determine that she was some sort of usurper and she needed to go. It didn’t take much to convince her to leave, either. She knew well enough where she wasn’t wanted and they hadn’t bothered to hide it.

It’s been months since then. Months since she was kicked out, escaped, whatever, and she still doesn’t know what to do with all of this— energy inside her. Energy isn’t the right word, necessarily. Perhaps tornado is better.

A tornado of power that could bring death, bring life, bring god knows what else, if she couldn’t keep the lid on it. She’d managed to do it so far, but really, she didn’t think she could do it much longer.

It’s not unfamiliar at this point to wake up randomly. Most people would call it “blacking out”. She isn’t sure what she’d call it other than, “scared to sleep because it seems like her powers want to torment her with nightmares so she stays awake as long as she physically can until she literally passes out from exhaustion.”

So, it’s not really a new occurrence for her to wake up without remembering when exactly she fell asleep. But this— this is definitely new.

There’s a blurry figure standing over her, and she can hear muffled voices, but she can’t quite make out the words they’re saying as she regains consciousness completely. She grimaces at the way her head pounds and squeezes her eyes shut, opening them again to significantly less blurriness and it’s then that she recognizes the person in front of her. Above her. Whatever.

“Klaus.”

“Oh, lovely, she’s awake. I was wondering if you were going to sleep another day away, or if you’d finally grace me with your presence,”

She blinks up at the Original a few times before her face flattens into a deadpan glare. “This is the 3rd time this month. When are you going to learn that no one cares enough about me to fight you for my freedom?”

He holds up a finger, giving her a wry smile. “That is where you’re wrong. Someone cares enough about you to give me what I want in exchange for your freedom and safety,”

“I don’t remember my safety being at risk in the first place,”

He rolls his eyes. “Your idiot friend has called me a dozen times in the past hour. I have repeatedly tried to explain to him that you’ve been dozing, treating my home like it’s some sort of resort to lounge in instead of being a good little hostage.”

Isaac.

She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose as she forces herself upright. “Isaac is harmless and you know it. He doesn’t have anything to offer you.”

Klaus steps away from her, taking a seat on the chair that’s been pulled up to the side of the bed. “Oh I’m well aware of all of his shortcomings. But I’m also aware that he has managed to remain in your family’s coven and harbor you like a little witch fugitive in his home since you were kicked out of the nest. Unfortunately for you, I need something from your coven and Isaac needs you in one piece, so he’s going to do as I say.”

She sighs again, exhausted and exasperated. “Your thought process doesn’t make sense to anyone but you,”

“I don’t need it to make sense to anyone else, as I always manage to get what I want.”

She mutters something unintelligible under her breath, pressing her hands into her eyes.

“You slept for quite some time,”

She stills for a second, pursing her lips. “How long?”

“18 hours.”

Her eyes widen and she can’t stop the shocked curse that slips from her lips. “There’s no way I slept for 18 hours, uninterrupted.”

“I take offense to that, I took great measures to keep it from being interrupted.”

She gives him a skeptical look, eyeing his relaxed posture in the chair beside the bed. “What, did you sit by my bed the whole time?”

“Yes, I did. Also, it’s my bed,”

She goes to quickly retort with something snarky, but clamps her mouth shut when his words register in her mind. “Wait, really?”

He shrugged, uncaring of her disbelief. “I tried to wake you up after I first brought you back here, but you didn’t seem to want to do much so I let you be. You seemed to need some rest.”

In an attempt to push away the sudden butterflies in her stomach, she looks away from him, eyeing the fabric of the blankets draped over her lap. “You should’ve woken me up.”

“I did just say I tried,”

“Obviously not that hard,”

“You know, one would think you’d be a bit nicer to me considering I let you sleep in my bed,”

She gives him an incredulous look. “Yes, let me just say thank you to my kidnapper,”

He points a finger at her, eyes narrowing with a teasing gleam in his eyes. “We are far past that stage of our relationship by now,”

“What would you consider our relationship to be if not one of kidnapper and hostage?”

Expecting another snappy response, she looks at him expectantly, but he just looks at her with something she can only identify as fondness in his eyes.

“You know, you really are far more precious than I thought,”

Her fingers twitch helplessly against the blankets and she huffs, looking to the ceiling to avoid his gaze. It’s making her feel far too human and she doesn’t know what to do with herself when someone looks at her like she’s anything but the tornado she now is.

“You’re ridiculous,” She mutters back, though there’s no heat in it. There hasn’t really been any heat in anything she’s said, but she is trying her best to ignore that. “Did I… I didn’t have any nightmares, did I?”

He sits up smoothly, standing. “Hard to say. If you’re still feeling tired, feel free to go back to sleep. Depending on how useless your friend is, you might be here a while.”

She stares at his back as he walks to the doors of the bedroom and drags her finger down a ripped stitch in the blanket. “Thank you for… you know,”

“That sounded like it physically hurt you,”

She smirks and presses her cheek into her knee where she’s pulled to her chest. “It did. Gravely.”

He hums, looking over his shoulder at her, that same look of fondness unwavering in his eyes.

“Don’t be mean to Isaac, he’s my friend.”

“What am I, if not your friend?”

Her smirk turns into a smile despite her effort to stifle it. “Kidnapper.”

[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

The Coven + Thalia's Relationship w/ Them

Not really sure how I was supposed to set this out either, but I like it.

Also, Rio's low-key made me cry, so I might not touch on this AU for a little while (I definitely will, but in case I don't, you have been warned).

~~~

Agatha Harkness:

When they were younger, Thalia drifted more toward Rio, and Nicholas to Agatha, but once he died, and Rio had to take him to the afterlife, they immediately kind of latched onto the other, to like keep each other afloat/keep both Rio's and Nicky's memory alive (no matter how much it hurts), and grieve together.

In a way, once Agatha and Thalia like 'lost their person', they became a lot more understanding of each other, in a way (I can't really think of a way to explain this properly).

Thalia definitely had nightmares about that day, for a long time, and after a good couple weeks of Agatha going back and forth between both their rooms, she let Thalia sleep in her bed (which was also probably a comfort for her, too).

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Pretty typical mother-daughter relationship, honestly, up until Agatha finds out about the Darkhold, and essentially becomes a loyal sidekick, on her quest to power/a way to get their old life back, instead of the little girl, whoever secretly looked up to Agatha, her entire life.

Which brings us to the WandaVision and Agatha All Along chapter(s), which will be linked on the navigation page (and here) when they're done, sooo :)

~~~

Rio Vidal/Death:

Thalia is 100% a mamí's girl, and I will die on this hill.

Literally, Thalia's been waving the "Team Rio" flag, since the day she was born; sporting the same doe-eyes her mother fell in love with, back in Salem.

When she was younger, 9 times out of 10, she would only ever settle for Rio, which confused both mother's for a long time; because how could anyone, especially somebody as innocent as a baby, find comfort in Death?

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This pretty much carried on through the first like half of her childhood.

i.e. Thalia's first word being 'mamí', instead of 'mama' like most other babies (including Nicholas).

Thalia giggling at the voices Rio does, while reading bedtime stories to her and Nicky (and low-key Agatha, as well).

Rio teaching/coaching Thalia (and Nicky) on how to use her/their powers (since Agatha would end up accidently absorbing them, and cause Rio physically cannot be that badly injured) etc.

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Then Nicky dies, and it's very much an incredibly emotional and traumatic (??) time for all of them.

Thalia instinctually goes to Rio, and because she's still young, doesn't understand why "He won't wake up", which completely tore her heart in two (no matter how black it is).

Rio then takes Thalia up to her room, to try and calm her down, while Agatha has time with Nicky, before they have to go.

She reads Thalia her favourite story 3 times over, because Thalia's cannot get enough (and also cause she has a sinking feeling she should make the most of it/I'm just making shit up about clairvoyance at this point).

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In the end, they settle on snuggling in Thalia's kid-bed, while Rio sings the lullaby version of "The Ballad of the Witches' Road" (which is a memory they both deeply treasure), over and over, until Thalia falls asleep, and Rio very hesitantly has to pull herself away from the girl, with one final kiss to Thalia's temple (just to the left of the scar over the crook of her eyebrow, from one of their many training sessions, when Thalia wacked herself with a tree-branch).

Which again, brings up to the Agatha All Along chapters, that are linked above :)

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Lilia Calderu:

Lilia's relationship with Thalia would very much be like "the grandmother she (Thalia) never had" (we hate Evanora Harkness, with burning passion, in this house).

When they first meet (in episode 2), Lilia can instantly sense the doubt (of if walking the Witches' Road will actually work), and guilt (that she's been carrying all these years, about not being able to bring back Nicky), radiating off the girl's body.

Very soon after she clocks it, is like- "Alright, that lonely little queer girl is mine; yes, she has a mother already, but I'm willing to back her up if she needs it" (she doesn't, but it's very much appreciated), you know what I mean?

But yeah, that very much radiates throughout the entire show (maybe aside from episode 5, cause there were definitely sides picked during that episode), until episode 7; RIP Queen.

~~~

Jennifer Kale:

Thalia's relationship with Jen is very much the same as Jen's and Agatha's, like they're not really sure if they can trust each other, but it's like an amicable, back-and-forth teasing, type of relationship.

Up until episode 6 (the version of it I'm writing/Thalia's trial), where the remaining members if the cover (lowkey including Agatha + Rio), see a more vulnerable, and kind of broken, side to Thalia (more on that to come).

Then after that, it's very much like "We both lowkey hate each other, but she (works both ways) is actually pretty cool, so we're gonna keep it mellow."

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Alice Wu Gulliver (my girl <3):

Love of my life, Alice Wu Gulliver, was honestly such a breath of fresh-air for Thalia; like the older sister she never had.

'Protection witch' is the name, and protecting Thalia (and lowkey Agatha as well/RIP angel girl) is the game.

Thalia helped her (and Teen, but mostly Alice) pull Mrs Hart out of the mud at the beginning of episode 3, and basically from that point onwards, became best friends.

And then from that point on, Thalia's basically just jumping to Alice's defence a lot, after every little comment.

Especially the "Everything I touch turns to shit" (that part of the episode definitely didn't make me cry), and Thalia goes over to hug her, cause she knows what it's like to feel that way.

Almost always near each other, while walking the road + during trials, as like a "If anything happens to her (works both ways), I'll be the first one there, cause even though we've only known each other for a couple hours/days, she's still my bestie".

Bonus; Kojo is definitely Alice's best bud (it's literally fact that he's prone to face licking, when he can sense that people are upset or anxious), and was sat between her, and Thalia, during the last 10/15 minutes of episode 4, as well.

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Teen/Billy Maximoff:

Eps 1-5 their relationship is very much a brother/sisterly bond.

Like yeah, they'll take the piss out of each other a little bit, but will still kill for each other, if someone even looks at the other (Billy or Thalia) the wrong way.

Then his true identity gets revealed (at the end of Agatha's trial/just before Thalia's trial), and gets a little rocky, but ultimately they still look out for each other (I'm just guessing, as the show's not 100% out yet, iykwim).

Like it's still very much a "I knew you/a version of you, a few years ago, and you reminded me of my brother, so we're chill, just as long as you don't try to (kind of) kill my mom again, otherwise I'll slit your throat, and you best believe I'm telling the truth, cause you know/will find out who my other mom is."

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Mrs Hart/Sharon Davis:

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Last, but not least; this legend.

Near enough the same thing as Thalia and Lilia's relationship, but more like soft; like instead of witchy banter (calling Lilia kooky, and shit), it's very much like typical grandmother/granddaughter bonding.

i.e. Thalia helping Alice and Teen pull her out of the mud at the beginning of episode 3.

Explaining what being a witch is (along with the rest of the group) in episode 3, and shit like that.

She didn't really have much screen-time for me to come up with much else, so RIP Mrs Hart :(

~~~

I'm actually obsessed right now. I haven't slept in the last 24(+1) hours, so if I'm still up, I might start planning out Thalia's trial + Backstory, since I've got some idea as to what it'll be, but it needs some tweaking.

-Harlow

[porlatamconlouis]

louis in panamá! louis back in latam!!! louis is back in his spirit home!!!

the crowd was amaaaazing! listen, every louis show i've been to holds a special place in my heart for different reasons. but being in a crowd where everyone around you gives out the same energy, even when they don't fully know some songs, is something i've been craving for a long time now, and it's just the beginning and i'm sooo excited. the venue itself was kinda meh inside, the way they used the space was terrible in my opinion but as a brightside, gaby and i had lots of space to jump and dance and lose our entire minds.

the setlist order change threw us off, but god i love it. the 'chemical' cover... idk how to explain it but the videos i've seen so far (which haven't been many, i'm on wifi most of the time) don't do it one bit of justice. his voice! his voooooooice! that's all i kept saying throughout the song. because i didn't know the song, and the arrangement was so punk that i thought it was a song from an early 2000s pop punk band that i wasn't recognizing. but duuuude, his voice. i hope we get a good version, because that boi whined away with his whole chest... honestly. and i can't fucking wait to see how more and more comfortable he'll get with the song and more people singing it with him, and just... yeah!

oli, krystle and helen were in the open space where there were no chairs, right in front of us... oli walks to not draw attention to himself, but boi, most of us know you by now. i didn't see anybody coming up to them which was nice. they went to the sound booth for a big chunk of the show. and during ooms krys and helen came back to jump and dance to the side there. i loved seeing them like that!

the happiness we felt when we saw lucia coming down! gaby and i were jumping up and down screaming "lucia! lucia is back! lucia!", hajshajshs. and theeeen, at the end, as i always do if possible, we went to the soundbooth to thank my friends (jdelf, tom and oli c.) for the show, and we thanked them for bringing lucia (the lightbulb) and not leaving her behind, and they were amused (and probably a bit weirded out (they've seen me in the same shirt at least 4 times lmao)) and saying thank you for appreciating them and just yeah. i like to think maybe they already knew her name was lucia, but also, i'm glad someone on the ground straight up told them how fucking appreciated she is. 💚 look at herrrr! (lol)

living all my favorite songs live again was so cathartic. didn't know how much i needed it, wow. also, how are we gonna call that insane set of songs before the encore? my vote is for "rip steve's arms" or "no breathing mix" or "lose your shit time". because going from 505 to bty to kmm to ooms is fucking wild, man. it was absolutely incredible, i think i ascended a little bit and was fully exorcised, thanks.

oh! the kmm lights? soooo good! i know they've been done at all the shows after '22 but like... idk. it felt a bit extra special? and he sensed it as well, he couldn't contain his little smiles. and he gave it a shout out. literally everyone knew they had to do it. so cool!

as a sad note, during sibwawc, the lights from the stage weren't really colourful, they just kinda went from orange to white from what i remember. gaby and i waved our flags for the entirety of the megamix (and a bunch of other songs too, hajshajs, duh) and since we were going off the whole time, and not as many people were, he did see us all the way to the back and pointed at where we were and we looked at each other and just kept going. we then corroborated our stories in the hostal, hajdhaj. enjoy the following video as if you were next to us and just jumping around, okay thanks (when you see everyone else jump around that's when he comes to our side).

anyway, i wrote all of this while on the airplane that's gonna take me to puerto rico, which is a bit delayed. oh, and el puma rodríguez is on this flight, lmao. iykyk. some ladies, while boarding, just stood in front of him and took a selfie, eeep. right, here's some carpet photos.

i'm so lucky i get to do this insane adventure, i'm so happy.

(meant to save this in drafts while the video uploaded but guess it got posted instead, hajshajsh. anywaaaay... thanks for the lovely notes, loves.)

[sinning-23]

Publicity Pt.3

SOOO WE GET SOME TENSION THIS CHAPTER AND Y/n and 2d get a lil FREAKAYYYYY

Warnings: this one gets a lil freaky guys, will they won’t they, dry humping, language, reader isn't confident, tw for low self esteem reader

Word count: a bunch lol

Enjoy~

Link to Publicity Introduction

Link to Publicity Pt.1

Link to Publicity Pt.2

When the offer of help arrose form 2D's lips you were only a pinch hesitant. But hey, unpacking together couldn't be so bad! You're first to crack open the suitcase, a few items spilling out the side.

Whatttt? You can't help being a chronic overpacker.

The first to come out are your pants, shorts, and skirts. Next a couple shirts and tops. The dark-eyed male beside you hesitates to pop open the second suitcase but soon follows your lead, taking things out and pacing them on the bed before you.

Its quiet, only because you can hear Murdoc's voice in your cranium.

"Warming 'er up just to shag huh?"

God the thought of that....did really bother you in a bad way. If anything your mind had flooded with imaginary images of the lead singer covered over you, hazy lust filled gaze drinking you up.

You hadn't forgotten how hot his face had been at the statement and he didn't deny it either, especially since you happened to be yelling at Murdoc.

You glance up at him, his face beet red again, but only because he'd managed to get the suitcase with panties in it.

Jussst perfect.

"AH- Sorry sorry we can switch! You gasp, tugging the soft, frilly, fabric pair away from his sight.

"'M sorry," He apologizes, shuffling to the opposite side here you had originally been.

"What for? You've made this a very comfortable and calming experience for me so, thank you." You hum with a gentle smile

"If anything I should be apologizing to you."

2D shakes his head in response, gently folding your shirts. He's not very good at it but it's the effort and thought counts.

Again with the fuckin silence.

You sigh, setting some clothes out for you to change into, a question popping into your head.

"Beach still on the table? I haven't been to Santa Monica in ages." You grin, leaning forward and catching his eye.

He smiles back, shoving his hands in his pockets.

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The sun is still high, warming the two of you as you walk through the crowded California streets. The two of you sport a nice shady pair of sunglasses to somewhat hide your faces and atop 2D's head, a hat to sort of cover that pretty blue hair.

Your heart warms, the feeling of home filling you with content. Its comfortable with 2D. He doesn't pry...or make you feel like an object (like Murdoc).

The conversation ebbs and flows as you walk the pier, the Ferris Wheel catching your eye.

"My dad-"

"My dad-"

You giggle, the both of you speaking at the same time. You gesture for him to speak but he's far more interested in what you have to say...a reoccurring theme.

"Uh, my dad used to take me here sometimes. He said that if I work too hard I'd forget to enjoy the small pleasures life had to offer," You explain, gazing up at the giant wheel, part of you wishing to board it for a spin.

"My dad owned a lil fair. I used to run those for 'im when I was younger. Never really did like the Ferris Wheel." He admits, gazing down at you, but you miss it, too busy staring at the ride you'd spent so many summers on.

"Not a fan of funfairs?" You question, seeing him shrug.

"Eh, growin' up around 'em sort of made the spledor of it all less excitin': He admits, still watching you.

"I get it. It's like, I don't know, having too much of something and then not enjoying it as much cause you have it all the time?" You compare, stopping to lean against the wooden pillars to overlook the ocean.

The sun was setting fast. How long had you two been here just yapping away? He does the same, the space between you not nearly as big as you thought it'd be. Again, he look just as pretty as he did in the car when you were driving fro the airport.

"2D-"

"Stuart. You can call me Stu, love." He corrects, your lip tucking between your teeth as you swallow and nod, testing the name, letting it roll off your tongue.

Fuck this was awfully intimate-

"Thanks for this... And offering to practice in the studio later. It means more than you'll ever know." You hum, taking his hand in yours with gratitude.

His face flushes as he nods, the sunset illuminated your faces in a warm orange as the wave crash against the pier. You're hands are still intertwined, his being colder than yours surprisingly. They fit so perfectly together and you cant help how your hear flutters.

"When you came to my room the other night," He begins, your chest squeezing again, brain short circuiting with the image of him shirtless and leaning against the doorway.

"Y-yeah?" You huff, slowly letting his hand go, his grip only tightening, eyes laser focused on you.

"What did you need?" He questions, the waves crashing down again, the sunset light soon replaced with that of the Ferris Wheel illuminated with a soft pink.

Thinking back on it, you didn't REALLY need pajamas. You could've just made due with the robe and left him alone....but you didn't. You sought him out in hopes he'd be awake despite the awkward altercation prior.

You wanted to see him..hear him...even if it was for something as simple as to borrow a shirt.

But that was inappropriate, that feeling in your stomach. This was supposed to be a quick trip for you collab. Get it over with and go back to being a fuckin loser in your far too expensive flat in New York.

You were fine disappearing for years...not like anyone really cared about the music anyway. You kept yourself close and that's it. The need for anyone else was overruled by a sense of impending doom and self sufficient independence.

Any hookup was simply there for the title of 'Sleeping with a celebrity'. But this....whatever you were feeling for him, that little twist in your gut....

What did you need?

"You..." You begin, forcing the rest of the sentence out even though you wanted nothing more than to leave it as that.

"You were the only one awake., haha. I uh, I was gonna ask for pajamas." You slide your hand away from his, immediately missing the shared warmth.

He falters, lips pressed into a thin line. You'd be better off leaving it at that.

"A-Ah okay. Well, now you have your luggage and uh...thats all solved."

A silence falls over the conversation, the waves much quieter now.

"'S late, we should head back." He states, leading the way through the crowd.

Damn it

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The car ride home was awkward enough, and when you arrived at the house he opened your door and then the front one before completely disappearing upstairs. You curse yourself, knowing that deep down it was your fault if he felt a way. Had you lead him on? No no no...well?

You sigh, plopping onto the couch.

"Whoa, you okay? You guys disappeared for a while we were starting to get worried." Russel starts, sitting beside you as you take a breath and let you head roll against the couch cushion.

"Yeah yeah fine I just..." If you didn't get these feelings out or at least tell someone yo were gonna explode.

"Russel can I tell you something? And I need some honest advice." You begin, turning to face the white eyes male.

He shrugs, giving you full attention.

Damn saying it out loud was a lot harder than beginning to accept the feeling yourself. Saying it out loud was like ACTUALLY admitting and accepting it for all that it was.

"I-I think...fuck I think I'm catching feelings for Stu." You sigh, dragging your hands down your face.

Russel’s eyes widen.

"I haven't even been here for a day and I'm attached! It's so stupid like i just want...i want....him. Its so unprofessional and i cant tell him because, well what if its awkward after?!" You're rambling on and on, eyes watering as you try to explain yourself.

He sits and listens, only nodding in between sentences. When you finish, he waits a moment, glancing up at the stairway then to you.

"Time waits for no one, if you feeling like D should know, and you're ready to accept his feelings, unrequited or not, do it." You pause, standing from the couch with a nod.

This whole thing was stupid. You shuffle to your room, picking out your pajamas before heading to the bathroom down the hall from you room. All you can do is think, peeling your clothes away as the pier interaction plays out in your head.

He looked like he was waiting for something...for you to say the one thing he needed and you didn't. The way his eyes softened and glossed when the word "You"left your lips.

The hot water runs down your shoulders and back, the steam digging the mirror as you sigh in relief. God you needed this after the fiasco that was today and yesterday. Soap suds cover the washcloth and the hold water releases your tension

“Warmin’ her up jus’ to shag huh?”

The thought shoots straight to your core.

Fuck. Ok calm down.

This was just a simple moment of weakness. Thinking about him with his teeth in your neck was NOT healthy.

….

Or thinking about his hands would feel gripping your waist, pulling you against him. To feel him.

Would he call you ‘love’ like how he did before? Or ‘miss’ like he was awaiting your touch, pleading for it. Would he hold your thighs, kissing his way up, obsidian orbs gazing upwards.

“Y/n”

You can hear it clear as day. Pleading and warm, seeping with desire.

“Y/n…”

The tap at the door shocks you out of your stupor.

“U-Uh yeah! Sorry almost done!” You swallow, hearing Stu on the other side.

“Right! Sorry love, uh…if you’d like we can work on some vocals together. Jus’ come up t’ my room. Murdoc don’t like the studio being used late…unless it’s him of course.” He scoffs at the end your heart dropping to your stomach.

H-His room?! At night?! Shit maybe Murdoc was right??? How could you refuse an offer like that, working on one of your favorite things while being with someone you’d grown to like.

“Totally! Thanks! I’ll be out soon.” You call out, panicking as you thoroughly scrub every crease and crevice, suddenly feeling the need to shave.

You lotion your body, silky soft as you toss your flesh pajamas on. With lyric book in hand you trek up the stairs, 2D’s door glowing like a beakon of hope, drawing you in. Taking a deep breath, you use you knuckle to tap against the door.

Deja vu much?

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Hours go by when you're doing something you love. And right now you're sitting, scribbling lyrics and verses into your sketchbook while 2D does the same, sometimes letting his written words roll off his tongue so melodically.

You don't trust your voice though, only humming to yourself or talking in your head. There's music in the background, songs that stemmed from your conversation at the beginning.

"We need something cunty." You explain, pacing back and forth as 2D raises a brow.

"Pardon?" He yelps, your statement coming out more agressive and and with further explanation.

"No, no listen! The girls want sexy dancing slow jam party music? We gotta try and have the perfect balance of all of that. Think uhhh early 2000's-ish? I don't know Nelly Furtado? Nine Inch Nails?"

His face is blooming with red as he nods with furrowed brow.

SO, here you were, with the sounds of Brittney Spears, Rihanna, and Pussycat Dolls filling the owls room as you worked.

"Ok ok here's a lil something I got so far! Think this would sound good with some drums like uhhh damn it." You snap your fingers, trying to remember.

"Paper soldier! Ever heard paper soldier?" You gasp, finding the perfect example of the sound you wanted.

Pressing play you guage his reaction as you. He's focuses, listening to everything the sign has to offer.

"You get the idea right? Its like, slow but kinda hot sounding? I don't know." You sigh, rubbing your temples.

"No No i get it! We want something like that for the collab righ'? This is more your caliber though, " He admits, running a hand through his hair, his shirt lifting a bit when he did.

"Oh here's another one!" You think, switching the song and keeping eye contact with him once it starts.

However, you immediately look away when the first verse hits.

I wanna fuck you slow with the light on

"OKAYYY lets just skip this part haha! What I wanted you to hear was uh... the uh..." You fumbling with he phone now, his pitch black orbs trained on you, face flush as your chest rise and falls at a quickened pace.

You said you're going through a phase, keeping your heart safe

Your bodies are closer now, your once criss crossed postilion on his bed changing to where you're seated on your knees, his legs on either side of you. Your palm presses against the mattress as he leans forward, one slow an testy hand crawling its way up the small of your back.

I can't lose you babe, I can't lose you babe

"This is the part I was talking about...the...the instrumental." You're breathless, your faces somehow closer than you remembered.

Your heart races as your lips chase his, mouths finally working in unison. He's got you by the base of your neck, your body crawling forward as your combined tangle of limbs finally fold into a comfortable position with you straddling his waist, one of his hands on your hip as he pulls you forward.

A gasp pulls from your throat and that's where he moves his attention too. Hot, searing kisses trail down your neck.

"Is this okay? Am I makin' you feel good love?" He asks, your mind so fogged up all you can do it nod and cling to his shirt with every slight upward roll of his hips.

It's almost too much, the fabric keeping you from feeling him completely. But damn it if you can't feel that fuckin monster in his sweatpants.

He rolls up again, your forehead falling onto his shoulder.

"D, please. I...fuck." You huff, grinding down onto him again as he whines in your ear.

It’s much deeper than you had previously imagined, a pleasant surprise really. Still attached to your neck, you can feel him suction onto you, his fingers sliding up your shirt to cup your chest.

He’s definitely not inexperienced that’s for sure, because he’s got his hands and thumbs moving in nice little circles, giving each of your boobs an equal about of attention. Sure enough the shirt lifts and he grinds up into you again, his lips capturing the sounds that leave your own.

“That’s it, look at how pretty you are love?” He smiles, turning your head so you can look at the thin mirror planted against his wall. You get the perfect view of yourself and the hickeys forming over your skin.

Though,

The longer you stare…the worse you feel. The image of your body in the mirror making you cringe. The curves and crevices. The blemished and birthmarks. You swallow hard, tearing your gaze away.

You came here to write a song and now you were fucking it up again. He probably thinks youre trying to use him for sex....was he doint the same???

With a heavy sigh you squeeze your eyes shut and guide his wrists away.

“I-I’m sorry. You invited me here to help me practice and write and I’m not… we shouldn’t.” You swallow, seeing his face falter.

Damn it breaks your heart

Had he done something wrong? Were you regretting what had happened so far. You’re already gathering your things faster than he can stop you and ask what was wrong.

You did this earlier too.

Was he pursuing something unattainable? Was he not being forewarned enough? No that’s not it, inviting someone to your room this late at night was definitely forward.

“S’alrigh’, I understand.” He hums. Shifting a bit so you’re bodies are no longer intertwined.

There you are, disheveled and trying to carry to much at once. He hesitated to touch you at first but then lifts the spaghetti strap of your take top right over your shoulder, taking caution to not touch your skin.

“Thank you. I hope we can come up with something by tomorrow. Goodnight.” You state, eyes hazy with tears as you avoid his gaze.

He only nods, opening his door for you. There’s a hesitant and awkward air as you shuffle out. There trek down the stairs is far from comfortable as your fight the urge to look back at him.

You know he’s standing in the doorway, probably fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

Upon entering your room and resting your head against the pillow, sleep doesn’t come easy.

It takes longer this time but you can faintly hear 2D's door close.

A/N: Ouhhhh a little angsty this partttt. I'm glad you guys are enjoying and next chapterrr lets see what happens when rehearsals take a turn for the final time. Murdoc ain't too happy ab you and the lead singer, despite there...not being anything happening ahahahah right?!

[unicornpopcorn14]

No Longer Human- Exclusive Rambling

Sooo I've been thinking about Dazai's ability a lot lately, and I get endless questions that are too intriguing not to share... (Feel free to discuss them w me or even add more questions to the bunch! :D)

First and foremost, does nullifying abilities feel different from one person to another?

Like, is there a certain code for abilities that Dazai senses and decodes when nullifying them? Can he identify a person by just touching them and feeling which ability he just nullified?

Say he's in a dark room with Kunikida, Atsushi and Kyouka. Is touch enough for him to determine who's who? Based on each of their abilities' "codes" (I'm not sure what to call it but you get the gist of it) that he's memorized by now?

The reason I say code, and not the ability itself, is bc it's confirmed Dazai can't figure out an ability by touch (the whole reason Fyodor's true ability was previously unknown), and it's also why I say 'memorized', because coming in contact with a random ability certainly wouldn't be as recognizable as a familiar one; like, say, one of the agency members'. Concurrently, there is a possibility of him getting tricked into thinking an ability is one thing, when it's something else entirely...

Thinking about it, that would explain the green numerals/characters that accompany No Longer Human when activated (See: Gif), as if he's rewriting the ability user's 'program', sort of reverting them back to their 'primal state'.

As a writer, random questions and headcannons often spring up, and you can't help but want to further explore their potential.

So imagine a scenario, where there is a scientist who specializes in cloning people, even people's abilities, for ulterior motifs. A detective agency member is kidnapped for several days, and comes back presumably fine with a convincing story. Though, the moment Dazai touches them, he immediately figures that this is an imposter because the conding is jarring, and it feels different. This isn't what he senses when he nullifies his coworker, no.

But I feel that if that were true, then that means that Dazai constantly decodes the ability while touching it. And the more the touch lingers the longer he keeps absorbing the power, which is the reason I believe his holds never really linger for long,

except, of course, when it comes to Chuuya... (Sigh, these two (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠))

On another note, does nullifying abilities in their "fully formed" stage require more energy than in "human form"?

This is more of a headcannon of mine, because I just can't find it possible that nullifying Corrupted!Chuuya, a singularity, is just as easy as nullifying a Chuuya who is not even using his ability. The same goes for Atsushi with his complete tiger form vs his everyday look.

It would make way for some cool complications, and would give No Longer Human some kind of drawback, as is the case with every other ability in that universe.

What if, after a long day of nullifying Atsushi's and Akutagawa's fully-formed feuds (and you know these two have a ridiculous amount of energy), Dazai gets called for a mission with Chuuya and corruption has to be used (much to his own opposition), and the moment he touches Chuuya, a full body jerk emits out of him and he intantly collapses.

Chuuya, in the few seconds he's away from passing out himself, is naturally freaked out by this, thinking he'd hurt Dazai during corruption or something. He fights the overwhelming exhaustion, his scorching injuries, all so he can check that his former partner isn't bleeding somewhere, and when he's assured, his body lets him rest.

(You decide what kind of comfort ensues after the two of them or one of them wake(s) up :3)

I'll probably add onto these hcs or Questions in the future. No Longer Human might be the simplest/most straightforward ability in the series, though that simultaneously gives way for so much depth and nuance (if you're imaginative enough hehe)!!

[loveephia]

"Aw, you're blushing like a rose." With yaku

i hc yaku as someone who gets flustered easily (reader teases him so he blushes)

[ I wish there was more content abt him :’) ]

ROSY CHEEKS | yaku morisuke

prompt: "aw, you're blushing like a rose."

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, you guys are in a play (beauty ajd the beast) here for nekoma's school festival, you're the princess, but yaku is just a background character, you practice your lines on him, and he's blushing hard, reader also has short hair here, kuroo and yamamoto make a short appearance.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: yk i once had a yaku phase, and you're right. it's criminal as to how little content he has. yaku was a challenge to write as well, SOOO I HOPE THAT THIS WAS A GOOD PIECE!!! ENJOY READING ANON!!! :D

"what.." you muttered in disbelief at the casting for your school's play, "the beauty and the beast."

you got the female lead, belle.

"how is this even possible?!" you mentally screeched. at most, you expected to be a simple background character! like, y'know, one of the girls that fawn over gaston? even tree number four would've been alright!

"ah.. i really can't anymore." you grumble, massaging your temples with close eyes. "what are you talking about, y/n?" yaku morisuke, your kind and caring upperclassmen, asked.

"o- oh, yaku!" you stutter, not expecting to be checked up on. "i got the female lead when i was aiming for an insignificant character." you explained, followed by an irritated sigh. "..how am i supposed to balance my studies now?"

yaku gives you a reassuring pat on the head, despite you being around the same height or so. "i'm sure everything will work out alright! if ever you're having trouble, just come to me, and i'll help."

your eyes sparkled tearily, hands clasped in complete and utter gratitude at the boy's offer. "thank you, yaku!"

yaku's heart skipped a beat at your adorable expression. he flashed you a charming smile. "don't mention it!"

time skip.

this is the first rehearsal nekoma will have in costumes. it's just so that the costume crew can know whether or not there's an issue while wearing said costumes on stage.

you were all pampered up in belle's famous yellow dress. your hair was styled (still, by special request, kept short), there was a light touch of makeup on your face, and the dress itself was unexpectedly comfortable to wear. now you don't want to say this out loud, but you actually looked.. quite ethereal right now.

"the costume and makeup crew really outdid themselves.." you twirled in front of the mirror.

once you exited the dressing room, all of your schoolmates' eyes were on you.

"uwaaah! y/n looks so pretty!"

"that's y/n?!"

"y/n, please be our manager—!"

yamamoto was harshly pulled away by the ear (thanks to kuroo) before he could completely recruit you.

you were feeling uneasy from the amount of attention on you, so you shuffled over to yaku, who looked at you in complete adoration. "yaku, help, they're all staring at me." you mumbled just loud enough for the libero to hear.

yaku sighed before stating a firm, "you're all scaring her, y'know!" everyone then went off to mind their own business.

"thank you." you said. yaku shook his head. "like i said, just come to me for help."

"oh! by the way," you brought two scripts into view, "i've been busy clearing out all of my homework, so i only got to memorize a few lines. do you mind helping?"

"no, not at all." yaku smiled at you, accepting your request.

oh, poor yaku. if only he knew how red his face would get at your words, would he have turned you down sooner.

time skip.

"it's true that he's no prince charming, but there's something in him that i simply didn't see.." you read from the sheet of paper, all the while acting out a face of endearment. yaku had to pause for a moment, just to admire you.

"..yaku?" you called out, bringing the boy out of his thoughts. "right—! sorry." he bashfully apologized.

"y'know yaku, your face is really red right now." you giggled. "wait, really?" he asked, confused. sure, he was feeling warm, but he thought it was just the temperature!

you nod at his confusion, caressing one of his rosy cheeks. "aw, you're blushing like a rose."

that got yaku even more flustered!

© lowercase intended | loveephia