#let me know if there's any errors im stoned

[jellijellybean]

this is bad, i'm currently thinking about genichiro from sekiro. i just feel like he can never take no as an answer y'know? like the type of guy to let out a loud exhale when you tell him you don't want to do something, when you reject his advances, and when you tell him to leave you alone. he's not used to it, not at all and it frustrates him to no end. how could you say no to him?

all he's ever done is have his family’s, his mentor’s, your best interest at heart and you have the nerve to tell him he can't have what he's worked so hard for? it has his blood boiling underneath that quiet exterior, his hands gripping the fabric of his pants while you explain to him that, although you appreciate his efforts to win you over, you're already in an arranged marriage — it would never work out, especially with how dangerous his position is in the ashina army.

you might not see it, might not be able to notice how little he's holding his composure together, but you can definitely feel the way the air changes. slowly starting to suffocate you, there's a hint of electricity beginning to flood inside your room. you can almost hear the soft buzz of it, the noise quiet enough to be ignored, but you couldn't. not when the threat of what it meant was still present. one wrong move and you might be fried from the static, but… genichiro wouldn't hurt you.

no, he wouldn't, he couldn't. is what he tells himself. he shouldn't be the one to hurt you, but he has to. just like how he has to be the one to restore ashina’s honor even if it costs him his people, his allies, and himself.

genichiro promises, swears on his life, that he'd be the only one you need. he'd devote himself entirely if you opened your heart enough. that he'd raise statues, monuments for your honor — you just have to give him what he wants. you might feel conflicted, maybe even confused because even if you do agree how would he convince your family? his head lowers, forehead to the floor, when he bows in front of you. the highest form of respect, given to you when you hear him whisper. he vows that when he returns, he'll return with jewelry, exotic fruits, presents for each member, money to help convince your family.

and what if they don't?

genichiro doesn't answer. his silence is unnerving and you want him to say something, anything, but he doesn't and it makes your stomach drop. you order him to go and pray he never returns, that finally, the ashina clan falls with him being in the center of it. you don't hear him leave, but the slight brush you feel against your hand lets you know he's done as you asked.

it's a sickening feeling, genichiro thinks whilst awaiting orders, that he has to resort to such measures to win your favor, but he needs to. he's the one meant to show you, to hold your hand, to leave with a kiss from your lips while he guides his army to victory. you're meant to praise him, shower him with your attention when he returns with not a single scratch on his body. worry and fuss when he does return with a few knicks, maybe some bruises if he thinks it'll have you clinging to him. genichiro knows he needs you beside him, even if you cry and beg for him to leave you alone. you'll see that, eventually, everything he's done, everything he's sacrificed has been for you, for ashina, for all he's ever cared about.

[cozage]

hello! Im kinda new to tumblr so i dont really know if im supposed to send requests here so sorry if im supposed to send it somewhere else, but for my request can it be fem! Reader x sanji? Hurt to comfort where he says something mean but then apologizes? And can you pull out the angsty bit a little, but make the ending fluffy? And for the format can it be like a mini fic? If you want you can add other characters but i mainly want sanji! Thats all! Sorry if my request didnt make sense as im new to tumblr😔. Thank youu!

A/N: Hi! You did everything perfectly!! Thank you for the request <3 it was so hard to make Sanji mean even accidentally 😭 I hope this is good! It’s also not edited so please forgive any grammatical errors!  Characters: fem reader x Sanji Cw: Sanji is an idiot and says mean things (and is a little sexist) Total word count: 900

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“I can do it, Sanji.” Your words came out quick and short. Your temper was rising, both at your task at hand and the blonde who was hovering behind you. He didn’t normally come with you on jobs for Franky, but he had been free today.

“It’ll be faster if I do it,” Sanji offered. He reached out for the wrench. 

“I can do it!” you snapped again. You pulled away from the task and glared at him. “Franky asked me to do this, so let me do it!”

“Well, it’s just…” Sanji eyed your clenched fist around the wrench and took a step back. “It’s not really a woman’s job to do this sort of thing, and-”

“What the hell do you mean by that?” you bellowed. “You think I’m not capable of doing this?”

Sanji threw his hands up in a plea. “No my love! It’s not that at all! It’s just…you’re not very good at this.”

It felt as though you had swallowed a stone. “Franky always asks me to do this.”

“And you’re being very helpful!” Sanji said quickly. “But he gives it to you because it’s not exactly a top priority task and…well, it’s really hard to mess up.” 

Sanji gave a weary look back to your workplace as if your handiwork spoke for itself. His pitied gaze and words made you suddenly want to be alone. 

“Fine,” you mumbled, dropping the wrench to the ground. “Fix it for me, then.”

“Of course, darling!” Sanji jumped at the wrench. You were fairly sure he was already starting to explain how he turned the bolt, but you walked out the door without listening further. 

You didn’t see Sanji for a while. That was fine with you, though. You retreated to the back of the ship and perched atop a barrel, staring out at the sea to think. Did Franky always give you useless tasks just to keep you busy? You frequently had to return to the same tasks again and again. What if Franky broke things just to have you fix them? 

The thought brought tears to your eyes. You had been so sure Franky enjoyed your company and valued your help. He had called you “super indispensable” more times than you could count. Was it all just a lie?

“Darling?” 

Sanji’s voice broke through your mental spiral and you quickly wiped the tears from your cheeks. 

“Yeah?” Your voice came out wobbly, but there was no point in hiding from Sanji. 

You turned to face him. You had been ready for him to fuss over you, but you found that he was covered in sweat and grease and plenty of other weird stains and smears. He didn’t even seem to acknowledge your puffy eyes at first. He looked too exhausted. 

“So, this is the part where I apologize,” he said softly. 

He strode over to you in three steps and swept your hair out of your face. His hands were covered in grime, and you could feel the oily substance stick to your face. The feeling made you jerk away from him, but he was already pulling out a clean cloth and wiping it away. 

“I’m sorry I said those things, my love. I know you are very capable of doing anything you put your mind to. Your persistence is one of my favorite things about you. I shouldn’t have tried to take that away from you. You didn’t deserve that, and I’m so sorry I thought I could do something better than you just because of our genders.”

His words made your eyes swell. You had planned on still being mad at him after this. But seeing those crystal blue eyes and hearing his sweet words made you crumble all over again. 

“I forgive you.” You sniffed and wiped the tears from your eyes again. “Just don’t do it again.”

Sanji let out a laugh. “Oh, I will never be taking on a task Franky gives you again. You know how I said it was ‘hard to screw up’? It turns out that was wrong. I broke the whole pipe. Franky was pissed. He said he doesn’t let anyone touch that problem except you and him. Something about the pressure system needing a delicate hand, and only the two of you have the knack for it.”

It took a moment for his words to process, but you could feel your heart swelling. “Franky only lets me do that?”

Sanji nodded, guiding you towards the kitchen. “And a few other tasks. Says you’re the only one he trusts to do it right.” 

“I didn’t know that.” You had a vague feeling that you needed to cry for an entirely different reason now. 

He gave another laugh and sat you at the counter. “Well, you always excel at everything you do. It turns out I have a lot to make up for. What should we start with, chocolate cake or ice cream?”

[angel-of-the-moons]

Doppelgänger

Miguel x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: Angst, self-image issues, mentions of childhood trauma, addiction, our mans has had it rough as fuck™

A/N: Brought on by this post from @tarjapearce and the comments i made (I'm sorry i am a ho for some angst sometimes) I'm merging ATSV stuff with comic stuffs because NO WAY IS HIS MOVIE DESIGN LIKE THAT ON PURPOSE WITHOUT IT POSSIBLY COMING UP IN FUTURE MOVIES ASDFGHJKL

Taglist: @tojishugetiddies

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You came home and it was quiet. Quiet and dark; and already you knew something was up. You left Miguel sleeping so you could attend to some meetings and paperwork at your office, and pick up a few groceries.

Miguel had been acting strange the past few days. You'd asked him if it had something to do with work and he simply shrugged the question aside, like it was a small chip on one of his broad shoulders.

You'd asked him what was bothering him again, and he simply stared at the carpet, muttering something you didn't quite catch, and he went straight to bed.

You were so worried you'd even texted Gabriel on your walk home:

Hey, Gabe...

Heyyyy! If it ain't my favorite brother's girlfriend!

You couldn't help but roll your eyes with a soft snort. You only have one brother, Gabe.

No no, chica, I meant that you're my favorite of any girlfriends he's ever had. 😂

Gabe that sounds a little... Bad. 😬

Does it? Woops! Anyways, what's up? My big dumb, brick-house brother do something to make you mad?

No, Gabe... He's acting weird. Has been for the past few days, and he won't open up to me. I'm worried.

You could see the chat bubble pop up over and over again with '...' signifying that he was in the process of texting. With how many times it popped up and went away you were expecting a bible scripture's length of a text wall.

But what you got instead made your heart sink.

He saw our mom. She... She brought up Tyler.

Oh, god. You knew that Miguel and Conchata had a rocky relationship. Miguel had told you why. It was so bad, even just recalling everything, that you felt Miguel's pain like it was your own.

You also knew that Miguel's biological father, Tyler Stone, was the one that manipulated him, that used him, got him addicted to Rapture and almost killed him...

But it wasn't even the real dose of Rapture. It was simulated. Just another manipulation tactic. It was overhearing that conversation that Miguel found out the truth of his heritage, and you could tell that nugget of knowledge permanently chipped his sense of identity.

Even moreso when he confessed to you about Gabriela--

Your phone pinged.

They fought. It was... It was ugly. I... I didn't know about Tyler. God, chica, I didn't know. Dad was...

You felt your heart flop, knowing poor Gabriel was shielded by Miguel for so long so he didn't have to suffer like he did at the hands of their gaslighting and manipulative mother, his sadistic sperm donor... Miguel wanted nothing more than to protect Gabriel from that pain.

Your fingers flew fast on the little keyboard, a few spelling errors here and there;

God, Gabri im sory you had to fidn out that way

I know. It figures Miguel would have told you, before me, tho. He loves you.

He loves you too, Gabri. God, more than you know. He loves you.

I know. He was trying to keep me safe and out of Mom's drama.

No offense, Gabri, but if I ever see that woman I'm rearranging her face with a shovel.

OMG. I mean... After the things she said to Miggy, I... Kind of want her to at least feel consequences of her actions, y'know?

Oh, she will. Don't worry. Thanks for telling me this, Gabri.

Go cuddle my big brother and tell him I love him, k? Let me know how he's doing.

OMW home now, I'll text you when he's feeling better.

KK, see ya.

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Yeah. You knew for sure Miguel was still heartbroken when you came home after that.

You put the groceries away, a somber expression on your face as a million thoughts went through your head.

God, of course Conchata had to come see Gabriel at the same time Miguel was there. You wouldn't be surprised if either she could have tabs kept on him, just to... to try and lord her power over him somehow, like he was still that scared little boy, holding onto his baby brother, being his shield and buffer from their parents' fights.

That bitch had to have had a hand in Tyler using him the way that he did, that she had to have known about--

Your mind was knocked away from those dark thoughts when you heard glass shatter.

You dropped the bag of apples onto the ground, the fruits tumbling out and rolling across the floor as you made a mad dash to your bedroom.

Noting Miguel wasn't in there, you turned to the adjoining bathroom door, seeing faint light come down from below, small wafts of steam rolling out.

"Miguel?" You frantically called out, knocking on the door and leaning your ear against the smooth metal.

You could hear shuffling and the tinkling of glass shards, as well as the shower running; but no verbal reply.

You knocked on the door again, hurried and a little too hard, your fingers hovering over the control panel.

Before you could push a button, the door slid open.

Miguel was in nothing but a pair of boxers, leaning over your bathroom sink, his hands gripping the marble countertops, threatening to crack the material. Beads of water rolled down his muscular, tanned skin; droplets of water dripped from the ends of his thick, wavy chocolate locks, the natural curls more apparent thanks to the water.

That's when you noticed it. Your bathroom mirror, shattered into a hundred pieces, scattering the counter, floor, and in the sink.

Bright, scarlet droplets were on the floor, steadily building into small puddle from his right hand, his knuckles split, shards of the reflective material sticking out of it.

"I'll pay for it." His voice croaked out, unable to lift his eyes to meet your horrified gaze. "I just--"

"Oh, god! Miggy!" You breathed, reaching out, taking a step towards him, only to wince and hiss when the pieces of broken mirror stabbed the soft, delicate soles of your feet.

You gritted your teeth as the glass crunched, but you grabbed Miguel.

Instantly it was like a switch flipped inside of him, Miguel's head snapped up and he looked down at you, seeing the bloody footprints you now left on your tile.

He looked terrified at what he was seeing. How you just ignored the shards in your body in favor of frantically digging around one of the cabinets for your first aid kit.

"Bebita... I..." Miguel choked out.

When you found it, you killed the shower and stepped into the glass once again, pulling him into your room, and onto your bed, your feet leaving bloody prints as you walked, like macabre rose petals being left in your wake. Miguel had a large enough stride that he was careful to avoid getting any in his feet, but the smell of your blood permeated the air, it made him sick to his stomach. Not with disgust.

With guilt.

Of course, you checked him over first, plucking out the shards of glass from his knuckles and cleaning the cuts out with wound wash, ignoring the blood welling up onto the tile floor of your bedroom from.

You carefully roll his hand as you try to wrap the gauze around his knuckles. "Miggy, can you hold your--"

"I'm sorry." He interrupts.

You looked up at him, and only then do you see his face. Framed in his wet curls, his face was shadowed and haunted, his eyes dark and as tumultuous in a maelstrom of anxiety and fear.

You bring your hand to his cheek, caressing one of his sharp cheekbones with your thumb. "Baby, it's okay. It's just a mirror, I can--"

He shook his head, as if your touch to his face burned him like a hot iron.

He leaned over, grabbing your legs and pulling your feet into his lap so he can assess the damage, and return the favor of cleaning and dressing them.

"You're hurt because of me." He whispered sadly, dabbing the blood away.

"I'm hurt because of the glass, honey." You tell him gently, letting him apply the "honey" to the cuts in your feet, sealing them.

His massive hands encapsulated your ankles, his thumbs rubbing small circles as the rough pads caressed your skin. Like you were made of the delicate gossamer of a butterfly's wing.

He sits like that, not meeting your eyes. And god, did that hurt you so badly. You knew how important eye contact was with Miguel, he almost always went out of his way to keep eye contact when he was conversing with someone. Having him avoid your eyes... hurt.

Because you knew he was hurting.

"Miggy." You breathed. "Talk to me."

You move your feet from his lap and scoot closer to him, moving your face until he locked eyes with you again, and you could see the pain and the tears fill his own as he looked at you; his full, pouty lips trembling in an effort to hold his emotions at bay.

His shoulders dropped low, and Miguel leans forward until he was practically bent in half, clinging to you, burying his face in your chest as he fisted your shirt in his hands.

You rubbed his shoulder with one hand, biting your lip as he softly cried into your blouse, your other hand combing through his messy wet hair.

You stayed like that, for what felt like hours. You weren't sure how long it was exactly, with the blackout curtains drawn and the lights off. The only light that dimly illuminated the room was from your bathroom, and the open door.

He finally calmed enough to speak, to explain why he shattered the mirror.

"...I look like him." Miguel said, his heart in his voice, his soul stripped down and naked with raw pain.

"Mig--"

"God, I look like him. That... that cabrón." He hissed, tugging your shirt in his fists.

"I look like that bastard that... that made me into this." The self-contempt in his voice broke your heart.

You kiss the top of his head, murmuring against him. "No, you don't, baby."

"Yes, I do!" He snapped, pulling himself away from you and throwing himself to his feet. He paced like an angry tiger in a cage, waiting to swat at whatever keeper dared enter his enclosure. He didn't notice that he was stepping into the sticky, dried blood trails you left.

"I have his--his face. His fucking face--" He said, gripping his hair in his hands, tugging as he started to hyperventilate. "My fucking nose, my fucking cheeks, my fucking lips--they're all him! I'm not allowed to be me, every time I look in the mirror I see him! I can't ever get away from him! He's a part of me, he always will be! I fucking look like him!"

You get to your feet, ignoring the throbbing in your soles as you dared to reach out, to touch the pacing tiger.

Your hands smooth up his back, gently, softly; then back down until they wrapped around his mid-section.

You feel him, how tense he is, how his muscles flex at your touch almost like he's bracing himself for some kind of blow that simply will never come from you.

You rest your cheek against his back, feeling how hot his skin was burning.

"Baby. You don't look like him. You aren't him, and you never will be." You whisper.

You plant kisses wherever you could reach, not letting him go, feeling his body shake with each shuddering breath as your soft lips made contact.

"More importantly, Tyler will never be you."

"I--"

You cut him off. "Listen to me... Did Tyler figure out multi-dimensional travel, build a strike force of super-powered people from across the multiverse? Does Tyler, almost every day, work to keep dozens--no, hundreds--of universes safe from monsters?"

He didn't answer.

"And did Tyler Stone protect your baby brother from your mother all these years?"

No answer.

"You are Miguel-goddamn-O'Hara." You tell him. "I love you, with trauma, quirks and all. I love your little scritch-scratches you make, the way your bottom lip pokes out when you pout, your crooked teeth when you smile. I love your ridiculously large body, I love how you hug me. I love the little snores you make when you fall asleep at your desk, how you crinkle your nose when you're about to sneeze.."

You feel his hands slowly rise to touch your arms where they're almost-locked around his larger frame.

"I love how sweet and gentle you are. I love hearing you curse to yourself when you shock yourself with your soldering gun... I love listening to you bicker with Lyla, or complain about one of the other Spiders bugging you." You place more kisses after each sentence; hoping each one plants a seed of love beneath his skin, to bloom into a garden that he can admire and love, not hate for the very skin he was born with out of illegitimacy and infidelity.

"Tyler Stone is not you. He never will be. He will never be as good as you." You sigh against his skin, feeling the goosebumps form in the cold of your room, now that the adrenaline of his anxiety was beginning to fade, and his body became aware of the water that was slowly drying and cooling his skin.

"I love you, Miguel O'Hara. You and no-one else. Don't ever think for a second that you don't have your own identity because of your genes."

He slowly turns in your grasp, looking down at you with raw, unclothed emotion as his hand touches your cheek.

"You're more than that. You're you, and I wouldn't have you any other way." You say, your tone set and jaw tight; every word you spoke carrying a hefty weight of seriousness and honesty.

He smiles, almost sadly as you feel the rough pads of his thumb against your cheek, the little talon there poking you but not breaking the skin.

"...I..." He said, his voice stiff as he swallows the lump in his throat.

"I really will pay for your mirror, you know."

You grin up at him and turn your face so you can kiss the palm of his hand.

"I know you will, Miggy."

"But I am curious... I felt like you were going to keep going with the affirmations." He said, raising an eyebrow slowly.

"Well, the last one..."

"The last one?" Miguel tilted his head down at you quizzically.

You grin at him again, your teeth showing and eyes creasing as you barely manage to reach around him, swatting his ass playfully.

"I also love the fact you have the nicest ass I've ever seen on a man."

He couldn't contain the snort that came out of him, and he reached up to cover his whole face with his other hand.

"Mierda..."

You giggle as you step around him, giving a playful swat to his ass once again as you walk by.

"C'mon, Miguel O'Hara. You got a broken mirror to clean up."

His shoulders lifted as he watched you, his eyes softer than you've ever seen as he smiled.

Yeah. You were right.

He was Miguel O'Hara.

And he was certainly going to pay you back for the smacks to his ass.

[noemilivv]

Hiii! Could I Ask for a a fic/headcanons?

Basically fem!reader is a new angel and is seen eyeing Adam and Lute a lot, like stear at them when they walk by, watch both od them work out etc. One day someone told Adam that reader was asking other Angels if the two are dating, so he comes to the conclusion the she is interested im him, but affter multiple feild atemps of him trying to ask her out, it turns out that she actually is interested in lute but becouse she never really tried to "woo" anyone before she dosn't know what to do.(love me some strong women)

Sorry for any gramer or spelling errors English is not my first lenguage.

Hope you'll have a lovely day <333

omg i love lute, but anyway, yeah ofc, here ya go :)

Adam thanks Reader is into him (but their actually into Lute)

Romantic Headcanons

After many failed attempts at asking you out, Adam can’t help but ask you, what he’s doing wrong?

You explain to him, it’s not him doing anything, you’re not even interested in him, you’re into Lute

Bro is shook. He was actually extremely confident that you were into him, and honestly, you weren’t half bad, although you were a bit quiet around him, but maybe that’s cause he was always with Lute.

Adam immediately swoops in to play wingman, he tries to push you out of your shell, as well as do the same with Lute

Let’s be real, Lute is stone cold, and honestly, she has no clue what to do either.

Eventually, Adam pushes you to make a move, and a week or so later, you’re going out with the girl of your dreams <3

[lelianasbong]

HEY ive seen talk here & there about how EA!wyll is way different from how he is now. can you tell me what the rewrite changed about his character, im so so curious

AAAHHHHH YES. So okay. I tried to break this down into more digestible pieces and I'm working almost entirely off my memory so please forgive (and for anyone who's reading and knows better, feel free to correct) any errors.

Wyll's story - originally Wyll was a son of house Eltan (relatively minor noble house compared to Ravengard but still very well-known, they founded the Flaming Fists). He was sent to the Fists as punishment for stealing (this was seemingly where his strained relationship with his father began, rather than the pact with Mizora - which came later rather than him defending Baldur's Gate at seventeen). Apparently he didn't excel there because in addition to the disastrous goblin attack that led him to treating with Mizora in the first place, one of the Flaming Fists talks shit about him when you meet her, the gobbos call him Captain Failure, etc.

Wyll's personality - he was quicker to anger, especially as it concerned goblins. His whole vendetta was against goblins: they killed people, stole his eye (and were HOLDING ONTO IT IN THE CAMP) rather than him losing it during the battle with the Cult of the Dragon. He was ready and willing to torture the goblins at the windmill on the off chance that they had intel on the one that took his eye, and when you met Spike Wyll would tadpole into your brain with an eager LET'S KILL THEM. His Blade of Frontiers persona was just a little more obviously put-on, like he was clinging to it out of insecurity.

EA Wyll was more prone to puns and saying weird shit than even his final release self (which is saying something bc Wyll as he is now loves puns & whimsy & being a huge cheeseball).

Wyll's romance - EA Wyll was willing to get physical sooner, even though Mizora's presence cast a dark cloud on the romance. She'd interrupt your moment of intimacy using Wyll's sending stone (though it's a bit ambiguous whether it's actually her or Wyll's conflicted feelings toward her that makes him hesitate). You can tell he's sort of playing the suave hero during the scene - "may I kiss you?", "where were we?", leaning in and smirking, the whole bit. You basically had the choice to 1) fuck him so good he forgot all about Mizora or 2) hold him through the night and just make him feel safe and protected, which surprises and pleases him - "I'm used to being the hero. Not so used to needing one."

Mizora - she was kidnapped by goblins in EA and that was her whole rescue mission, rather than being spirited away to Moonrise. Wyll in final release explicitly states that he's never slept with Mizora - "I'm really not that kind of man" - but in EA there was some indication that their relationship was physical, that he wanted her despite himself.

[pokespe-rainbow]

Tales of Arcadia, Rise of the Titans: Canon Rewritting and Worldbuilding

Okay, lets start this burning the original concept of what we know about the Arcane Order in a gigantic phyre and spreading the ashes in the void of the space and then replace it with something i like

(None of what I writte next it's fully Canon, just me messing with the story and "upgrading it")

It's said by Blinky, and most of the fandom, that the Titans created the Universe.. Pffft, yeeaah right, like that happened. You want to tell me 3 gigantic jaegers made of ice, fire and forest created all the life in the Universe of Tales of Arcadia, and then proceed to that omnipotent beasts to be defeated (after some importat deaths) by a bunch of teenagers and boomers? Lol nope, i'm scratching that

Lets going to pretend that's a error commited during a great part of the human history, that is beliving the Earth is the center of the Universe, when Krel stated and mocked at the idea saying that the Earth is pretty far away from the center of the Universe, just he doesnt say that im the movie for being in a serious situation

So the Titans only could reset the planet Earth by they reaching the primal heartstone, good enough

Now let's pretend the Titans arent just elemental jaegers and actual sentinent beings, or in that case, gods, like Seklos and Gaylen are stated

Aja mentioned that in Akiridion-5 they have no magic, makes me think that magic is something universal that could happen in some planets, but we really never see any alien, sorry, extraterrestian, casting magic, so, made me coming to the conclusion that, magic exist and is widely known, at least in Akiridion-5, and is something only a few planets manifest but is often enough to be known by the princess of Akiridion-5

So, magic isn't originary from Earth, or it is it?

Powerfull mages as Merlin or Douxie have staffs with a glowing stone that stores magic, ignoring the alien language symbols in Merlin staff, we'll get there, some kinds of stones hold the capacity to store magic, of the Universe itself or from a living being, just like the Heartstones, said magic was absorbed by Gunmar, not before it was destroyed by Morgana, but stills stores power enough, or the capacity to doing so, by the Titans of the Arcane Order

Now it's stated the Titans created the Universe, or the Earth because they don't give a shit about other planets or races in the Universe, they ultimatly want to destroy humanity and magic creatures

The question is.. Why? Why, if the Arcane Order created Earth, they want to destroy their own creation? Probably because main of the creatures in Earth are "violent" and they're probably dissapointed, but not here

There's only 3 Titans and 3 Genesis seals, that resemble each one of the Titans, but it's said the Genesis Seals contain the magic from the Universe, but it's actually only from the Earth

So, i stated, in that case, why did they need the Heartstone? Or more like the Primal Heartstone?

That's when I trow the Canon trough the window and let my imagination took control

The Arcane Order Titans don't created Earth, they put the conditions to the life on Earth exist, and being the mayor sorces of magic

I'm going to base the next part in Transformers Prime, and a little on the Akiridion-5 Lore

In the legend of Seklos and Gaylen, they crushed the stars and use that to create Akiridion-5, thing that i belive are exagerating. The power of crush the stars and still Gaylen core was ultimaletly destroyed by the forces combined of Aja and Krel's parents, so, or the Akiridion race core, or mostly royal cores, hold an enormus power at life cost, or Akiridion-5 history is exagerating their power and they helped to create the life in Akiridion-5 planet, just like the Titans

King and Queen of Akiridion-5 said that Gaylen was originated from Earth, and looking back, Gaylen holographic form looks pretty much like a troll, or one of the Arcane Orden members inhuman features

So maybe Earth and Akiridion-5 we're created by similar entities, and seeing the power that the Gaylen's core hold long after his death, probably mileniums or eons later, and Gaylen having a core after being said that he comes from Earth... Makes me think

Seklos and Gaylen are stated being born from Titans, but only Gaylen coming from Earth, i doubt the Arcane Orden created Gaylen... and then what? Let him run around in the Universe when they never considerated life outside from Earth? What if the Titans, not the Arcane Orden members, and Gaylen, we're created by the same being or coming from the same source?

The Titans have a predecesor that created the Earth, or most likely... Is the Earth's core (remember, this is a Canon Rewritting made out of my own imagination, just for entretainmet pruposes), more like, it's what remains from the Titan.

The Earth core is the Titans Predecesor Core that stayed dormant in Earth and after that in a process of eons, its formed a cover of rocks and dirt that it's the planet Earth, and the Heartstones around the world, that are said the sorce of life of trolls and other magic creatures, are pieces of the core that grow near the Earth surface and ultimatly gave life

At some point before the firsts bacterias were formed, 3 Titans we're given birth thaks to their predecesor death

Then started a cicle of reborn and death in which every few eons the Titans reseted Earth, one Titan each time, the Fire Titan being the one that caused the extintion of the dinosaurs, the Ice Titan the one that caused the ice age, and the Forest Titan the one that created the life in Earth as we know

In some point a 4th Titan was born, a lesser version of their predecesors, one that took the looks of some creaturs that inhabitated the planet. The Titans we're creatures that hold knowledge behing living beings comprehension, only existing for their original pruposes, the natural cicle of life on planet Earth. Gaylen was more sentinet that their predecesors, but born with a similar prupose on their existence, leave the Earth and traveled across the Universe, ultimatly meeting Seklos, another sentinet Titan like they, Seklos being a Titan born from the stars but having not known any other Titan like the Earth Trio. Gaylen being their... "Mentor" of sorts, teached Seklos of their duty of creators of life and it's cicle, creating Akiridion-5, based on their image, but instead or organic beings, they we're made of energy, what give them a longer lifespawn and more time for explore the knowledge of the Universe, in less time having reached a higher form of sapience that every Earth known creature, in the eyes of Gaylen, having reached the end of the cicle, and proposing to reset the planet. Seklos oposed that, but Gaylen was firm on his statement, happening the events of the legend of Seklos and Gaylen, Seklos destroying Gaylen's body at the cost of their life and core, with Gaylen's core being guarded by the royalty of Akiridion-5, until the events of the series and giving back Gaylen's core to the Earth

Meanwhile on Earth, mages, trolls and other magic creatures rise on Earth, developing some human to have great magic habilities beyond their time. One of them, being a middle aged Merlin Ambrosius, and probably other mages of which names in not going to bother with. They studied the stars, other species, the planet itself and found about the Titans, and get to the conclusion, the end or this cicle was close, so, using the knowledge of the stars (*wink wink*), it's probably they have develoment a magic anulator like in the future, more rustic and enough to not to kill the Titans, that was a near imposible mission, but to put them in a slumber that could last aged before another solution will come. The price to pay for the creation of the Genesis Seals? All the ancient wizards vital energy, only surviving Merlin to the process, and that's why Merlin looks like an old man despite reaching inmortality.

The Titans fall, but not with a last trick, they created 3 sapient demi-gods with the prupose of finishing off their jobs. That's why the Arcane Orden wants the Genesis Seals and Merlin have them

And this is the end of my version of the origin of the Titans, the Arcane Orden, Merlin, and Seklos and Gaylen, when i feel inspirated i writte more about this Rewritting of the Canon, starting of what the heck we're doing the wizards during all the Tales of Arcadia timeline

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject to Change Chapter 22 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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He really was feeling guilty about stabbing me, That was strangely relieving to know.

But I couldn’t blame him, he thought he was going to die.

“Im fine, just saw a dead mutilated body and my pouch hurts from my body attempting to get rid of its own guts”

I tried bringing some humor into the conversation but I felt like that failed.

From the look Rikaad gave me that definitely failed, I probably wouldn’t attempt humor again anytime soon.

At least that made two of us who had a skewed sense of humor.

“Maybe we can find something you can use as a painkiller back at the castle? Or we should probably ask Oakley, he knows more about Ardua than we do so he might be able to help”

I nodded at him, something to make the horribly itchy ache go away would be great, and Oakley, well he was the one that read about Ardua so he’d probably know what to use to make the itching stop.

I’d ask him later as for now it wasn’t that bad, just annoying.

Also maybe I should offer help in transporting Nea back to the castle, while she wasn’t okay with being carried she might not mind if I offered to let her sit on my shoulders.

Or maybe she would also hit me with her helmet if I suggested that, fifty fifty chance, but I’d still rather not be hit with a solid metal object.

I wouldn’t know until I asked though, so I went over to the angry woman that currently tried to use a really long stone brick as a crutch.

Even I could tell that that wouldn’t work, but she looked really determined.

“Nea? I don’t think you can walk on that foot, maybe i could help?”

“I don’t need help, i need an usable crutch, i'm not going ta be carried like some stupid helpless maiden!”

Well technically it wasn’t carrying, more like a piggyback ride but i would not say that out loud.

“That is not what i meant, i don’t have thumbs right now anyway, I wanted to offer that you could just sit on my back?”

She looked a bit confused at that but then seemed to remember that Robin had already done that, Arthur too.

“Fine! If ya wanna play horse i’m all for it, maybe those idiots will stop fussin when i don’t walk myself”

She grumbled and using the stone as an anchor slowly stood up.

I could see some of the guards slump over a bit, clearly in relief and I went over to Nea who had managed to climb a broken wall with one leg.

I bent down so she had an easier time climbing on and she just jumped using her good leg up onto my back.

While I stood back up she made herself comfortable by sitting like a man on horseback.

Right, she said she used to be a farmhand so surely she had sat on a horse before, she even grabbed some of my scruff like it was reigns.

I started to feel like this was a bad idea, I didn’t know her very well and she was in the prime position to stab my spine at the base of my neck.

But somehow I doubted she would do that, tugging at my fur however…

“Let us all go then! I can’t wait tha get home and toss tha stupid snow gear in tha closet!”

She softly yanked at one of the handfuls of fur she held like she wanted to steer a horse.

This was gonna be really stupid, at least for me.

But on the bright side the tugging actually distracted me from my aching pouch so I let her.

If she did yank too hard I would just tell her.

The thing that worried me was that her injured foot still felt cold even against my thick fur, and with the way it looked I really hoped she wouldn’t have to amputate it.

I didn’t want to paint the devil on the wall with such thoughts but it was a valid concern, none of these people knew what to do when dealing with magic as today had shown.

The only one with any knowledge on such things was Oakley and I hoped he’d be willing to help.

Since all of the Guards were now ready to move we could finally go.

Now that all the snow was gone I had thought we would have an easier time traversing the ground but as it turned out everything was mud now.

It clung to my legs and I accidentally dipped my tail into a puddle, making a lot of wet dirt cling to the fluff at the tip.

Somehow this was even worse than the snow but at least I wasn’t the only one that would have to scrub all of this muck off.

Rounding the corner of another broken wall I had to stop dead in my tracks as a human shape with red hair barreled into my leg.

“You fixed it! It’s not cold anymore! What even was it?”

Now i was more glad than ever that i had told him to hide, I didn’t think he would have had an easy time handling that.

Now I had to come up with what to tell him what even happened while leaving out the gorier details.

I myself had not really a clue what was going on most of the time so-

My thoughts were interrupted by Nea, loudly proclaiming.

“There was some ugly guy with a magic staff but we kicked him and took his staff, so no more ice magic fer that idiot “

Well, that was one way to explain it, and it seemed Robin only noticed someone else was on my back as she spoke and looked a bit surprised.

And now Arthur finally showed up from behind a fallen boulder, panting a bit, looking at me then at Robin before doing a double take back at me.

“Why’s Nea on your back? Nevermind, i’m just glad the snow is gone”

“We all are, though now everything is full of mud and that’s going to be a nightmare to get out of fur”

I got a laugh out of Arthur for that comment.

“Yeah it think you have it the worst, but at least it fits the green colors”

I had to smile at this, yes the mud was stupid but that would go away, My friends wouldn’t go away though.

Maybe I should offer to take them back also?

Not like they could put much more of all this muck on me.

And looking around, i could see that all of the people involved would need a bath, though i couldn’t see Oakley, he was probably flying ahead or something.

Lucky fucker avoiding all of the dirt like that.

Rikaad who was on the front of the convoy with Norrin again somehow managed to only have some mud on his shoes and pants.

Norrin however looked like he’d been thrown into a puddle of it, and he also was back to looking uncomfortably uptight.

Nervousness in front of a higher ranking indeed made him act a bit weird, poor guy.

I looked back to Robin and Arthur, Both of whom looked like they had tried to stay out of the muddy puddles by climbing the ruins around us.

“You guys want a ride also? Not like i can get that much more muddy anyway”

Robin enthusiastically nodded while Arthur shook his head.

Well that were two completely different reactions, Then I remembered that Arthur said he had motion sickness.

Made sense for him to avoid anything that would cause it, and it wasn’t like I could go much faster than the rest of the group anyway.

I’d still give Robin the ride though, he seemed to love not being so small for a bit.

So I bent down again, being mindful of Nea, and let him climb up once again.

He adjusted himself about three feet behind Nea and clung to my fur, Carefully holding on.

I was glad he wasn’t tugging at it like Nea did, but since Nea was injured I figured to let her have that, it didn’t really hurt after all and she wasn’t ripping it out so it was fine if a tiny bit annoying.

But not nearly as annoying as my itching pouch, I really should ask Oakley if he had anything to make it stop.

Well Oakley was who knew where right now, and I had the suspicion that he went and hid the staff like he said he would.

He’d come back soon enough. 

He did want to live in the tower with the Oaktree next to it after all, and then I could just go over to him and see if he had anything that could make the itching stop.

I hoped he had something to make the itching stop, this was annoying as fuck.

Well, first we had to make the trek back to the castle, and now it was the middle of the day, Fuck.

That made it a hundred times more likely for the townsfolk to see me.

If this ended with pitchforks in front of the castle I would have a real problem.

Hopefully it wouldn’t come to that, …right?

Well the only thing i could do was hope for the best.

The trek back down the hill was a logistical nightmare as everything had turned into one giant mudslide and nobody managed to get down without slipping.

At some point i decided fuck it, and laid on my front just sliding all the way down even if that made my entire underside completely soggy from the mud.

That would be hell to get off, not to mention that if it dried it would get uncomfortable and stick to me even more.

At least Robin thought sliding down was fun judging by his laughter.

I was also pretty sure that I heard Nea giggle a little too but I wasn’t sure.

I would never mention that to her though.

Looking back at everyone else I could see that Rikaad was the only one that somehow did not fall into the mud.

He must have a good sense of balance.

Looking at myself I could see that my entire underside and legs were dripping with mud.

Yeah, I definitely needed a bath later, maybe dip myself in the ocean before shifting to avoid dragging mud everywhere.

That would make the castle staff hate me for sure.

It took another five minutes for everyone to get down, most of which just slid down like me either on purpose or as an accident.

This did not look like the royal guard at the moment, more like a bunch of kids that had gotten outside after rain.

I would have liked to shake the mud off of me like a dog but with the two on my back that wasn’t a good idea, I’d fling them off.

Suddenly Nea yanked on my fur again, this time with both hands like she wanted to stop a horse.

I looked in her direction as well as I was able to, and the guards around us also noticed that I had stopped dead in my tracks.

“Wait a second, we can’t just waltz right through town with tha big guy here! Now that everyones awake there would be a panic!”

She was right, and now that she pointed it out I realized I should have said something about this sooner.

But being around so many people made me nervous, especially since they all had weapons.

Norrin looked between me and the way to Tunstead, before going over to Rikaad and quietly speaking with him.

It wasn’t long after that that both came over to us.

Robin waved down from my back at both of them earning little waves back in return.

Then Rikaad and Norrin turned to me, with Rikaad not talking long around the matter at hand.

“Nea is right in that aspect, having you walk through Tunsted in the middle of the day is going to cause chaos, maybe you should walk the longer route around? If not i’m sure someone else can help Nea get around so you can shift down”

I could practically feel Nea glaring at the prospect of being carried like an helpless damsel, but she couldn’t refuse the king after all.

Though-

“Wait, shift down? Ya tellin me this muddy furball can shapeshift???”

Well that was not how i wanted people to know, and I for sure would take the longer route now to avoid getting stared at by all the other guards.

Not to mention that I would be covered in mud even more if I shifted.

I really didn’t like mud anymore after so much of it.

“I think i’ll just go around, gives whoever medic you want to call for her foot plenty of time to prepare, and i don’t want to be stared at if i’m honest”

Both Rikaad and Norrin nodded before Norrin spoke.

“I think the fastest way would be to head northwest a bit until you see the treeline and then follow it until you get closer to the ocean, by then you should see the castle anyway, good luck”

He had pointed in the direction we needed to go while he talked, not that that was necessary as I could see the trees in the far off distance quite well, then again I had the height advantage here.

I nodded at them and Norrin went back to organize the rest of the division who in the meantime had tried to scrape some of the mud off using whatever they could find to do so.

Rikaad lingered a few more seconds with us though.

“Stay safe, since you are between the forest and the city there still might be either People or Monsters so keep an eye out”

After that he went back to the group next to Arthur who tried to wring out mud from his shirt unsuccessfully.

Since they would now go back through Tunstead I decided to ask if Robin wanted to go with them, since I would take the longer route around with Nea he might want to stick to the other two.

“Hey Robin? You wanna go with the other two?

The long way around might be a bit boring”

I could feel him lean to the side a bit and I turned my head accordingly so he could see at least one of my eyes.

“I think i’ll stick with you, i don’t really know what to do in the group anyway and they make me kinda nervous”

I nodded and turned to walk towards the trees.

Robin was right, the guards did have a tendency to make me nervous as well so I could perfectly understand what he meant.

“Then let’s go, who knows how much longer this will take”

I settled into a steady walking pace, but that pace was still at least twice as fast as that of a jogging human.

The four legs really were practical in that sense, I could walk very fast and having people sitting on my back like this was almost no inconvenience.

I still was careful though, I absolutely did not want them to fall off.

That would not bode well for me, or my sanity, not to mention that Nea was already injured.

I did have to admit that she was one tough Woman though.

I probably wouldn’t be this calm if my foot had been hit by an ice blast, An event that she was currently telling Robin after he had asked what happened to her.

“-and that’s why my foot looks so ugly right now, but don’t worry, at tha castle they are gonna get tha boot off and fix it, I’ll be good as new in no time!”

Yeah that about summed it up, i just hoped she didn’t have to amputate it, that would suck.

“Yeah, as soon as we get there some doctor is going to help with that so we better get a move on”

I slightly sped up my gait, much to the amusement of the two sitting on my back, and it made mud drip everywhere.

I didn’t think I had that much of it in my fur but apparently I was mistaken.

Suddenly Nea leaned forwards a lot, and with a mischievous tone asked.

“Hey ya walkin mud puddle, how fast can ya get?”

There was amusement clearly evident in her voice and I decided to indulge both of them as Robin had started to chant for me to go faster at Neas suggestion.

“Alright, but if you feel like you can’t hold on anymore tell me and i’ll slow down”

I could feel both of them grip my fur even tighter and I slowly accelerated, gaining steadily on speed.

I went faster and faster as neither of them told me to stop and eventually the ground was just a blur underneath me while I leaped over the earth.

Ohh this was fun!

I didn’t even care about being covered in mud anymore.

I just went as fast as i could get all the while i heard Robin and Nea laughing.

“WOOHOO! Now that’s what I call fast! Well end up in tha castle before them if ya can keep that pace up big guy!”

Nea seemed thoroughly amused by the prospect of being there before the rest of the division.

To be fair it would be funny, so I kept the pace I was at, making the ground almost fly away underneath me.

Being this fast was weirdly fun, I hadn’t anticipated being able to go at such a pace but I wasn’t complaining.

The four legs clearly were an advantage for this.

The ground was far from even so it was a bit of a bumpy ride, but none of the humans on my back complained, instead they cheered when I had to take a particularly big leap to get over a ditch.

That made me wonder how far I could actually jump.

I decided to test it out by jumping over a small stream that came up ahead.

The Stream itself had swollen with melted snow and was an ugly brown color from all the mud, I’d guess it to be about eight feet across.

There wasn’t really any way around it, only a small dingy bridge that would never hold me so I had to jump regardless, and slowing down wouldn’t help me so I went even faster.

“Are you gonna Jump over that water?”

I heard Robin call from somewhere behind Nea.

“YES! So hold on and do not let go! This is going to be a rough ride!”

I could feel both of them lean forward as much as they could, which meant they were half lying half sitting on my back as I prepared to jump.

The water was now right in front of me and I jumped as soon as I felt it on the tip of my front paws, near flying over the mucky water.

I could hear Robin let out a squeal of joy and landed a few feet after the water on the other side.

I didn’t really know how far exactly that was but I would put it at about twelve feet.

Huh, that was impressive, I wondered how far exactly it was.

Suddenly I heard Nea call right into my ear.

“That’s tha fastest I have ever traveled!

we’re going to be at tha castle first fer sure!”

I just grinned and kept the pace I was at, occasionally jumping over various obstacles.

At some point not even five minutes later I could see the Castle in the Distance, yeah, we’d be first for sure.

Another good thing about being this fast aside from the obvious joy of my passengers was that the mud on me had mostly come off and only some dried bits were still stuck to me.

I’d still take a dip in the ocean to get it off though, that would make the bathwater itself less muddy.

I’d bet that the castle even had hot water, That was something I had always wanted to try.

On the streets it was either rainwater showers or a dip in whatever river I could find.

I’d shift down for that though, I didn’t think anyone would have a bathtub big enough for an Ardua.

Now that the Castle was within sight I changed course slightly to steer away from the treeline and towards the imposing building.

it was a good thing that i remembered where exactly the door was i had used when i first arrived here, even if it meant that the two on my back had to get down for a bit.

I was suddenly glad Robin had come with as he could help Nea getting down and then climb up again.

And he could also go ahead to inform a medic about Nea so they could prepare for whatever was wrong with her foot.

After that we could wait at the gate for everyone else, they’d be really confused as to why we were here before them.

Maybe Nea was lucky and got to see their reactions from out of a window.

I gradually went slower and came to a halt right before the closed door that led into the garden so as to not throw the two on my back off.

The door was still closed and I doubted anyone would open me without orders, sooo.

“Hey Nea, can you tell them to open the door?

I don’t think they’ll do it if i ask”

She leaned forward a bit and out of the corner of my eye I could see her nodding.

“Sure! I can do that!

OI YA FUCKERS OPEN THA DAMN GATE ALREADY!”

I took everything in me not to flinch at her sudden outburst, but at least I could hear the creaking of the door mechanism already.

“Nea! You are right behind my ears warn me please before you just holler so loudly”

“Sorry big guy, didn’t mean ta do that, also i don’t know how sensitive yer ears are but i won’t do it again”

I just huffed and bent down so Nea and Robin could climb off.

“Whatever, but you have to get off for a bit, i just barely fit through the frame and you would just fall of, you can get back up after i went through the gate though”

Robin immediately slid off and then stood awkwardly near where Nea would climb down as if to help.

Nea herself carefully swung her leg over and then slowly climbed down as well as she was able to with only one functional leg, and having to be caught by Robin after stumbling for a second.

“I’m fine, don’t make such a fuss! I can stand on my own”

She did not look fine, at least her foot didn’t but I chose to not say anything about it.

Robin also kept his mouth shut, instead just offering support by standing next to her so she could grab his shoulder if needed.

At this point the Door had completely opened and we could go through, I let Nea and Robin in first so I didn’t have to worry about accidentally hitting them with my tail.

The thing still was rather unusual to have and I didn’t exactly have full control over it so I’d rather not have it smack someone.

That would be really awkward.

Better not dwell on it, instead I focused on getting through the door myself, by ducking down again and shuffling forward while trying not to scrape my entire back on the top of it.

It only half worked and I hoped there wasn’t too much mud on it now.

On the other side of the gate I found a lot of guards, not the royal one but the ones stationed on the defense walls.

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[positivelybeastly]

Hi!! Is me, Stray! After many a trial and error, I now have an RP blog! Just letting you know I'm here and, uh, favorite music genres & favorite song headcanons for Hank?

Welcome to the roleplaying community! There's always a few ups and downs when you're first getting set up, especially if you've only ever set up the one Tumblr for personal use, but there's always room to learn, and I find that people tend to be generally pretty accommodating if you're as polite as you've been on Anon! If you have any questions about roleplay etiquette or the like, feel free to send another ask or just IM me.

As for favourite music genres and song headcanons for Hank, I generally think he's a pretty open minded fellow? There are a good few bands and types of music we know for certain that he enjoys.

Jocko Homo, by Devo.

Dead Man's Party, by Oingo Boingo.

Chopin's Nocturne.

60s rock! I can see him being a Creedence Clearwater Revival kinda guy.

Acis and Galatea!

The Rolling Stones!

Something you'll often see assumed of Hank is that just because he's a man of the arts, well read, and eloquent, is that he's some kind of music snob, that he only listens to opera, that he only enjoys classical, that he looks down on 'lesser' forms of music. And I honestly just don't believe that would be the case?

Like . . . here's the thing. Hank may talk fancy, but he is still, at best, a middle class farm boy from Illinois. If he has an accent, it's probably closest to a Chicago accent, if he hasn't trained his voice to do something entirely different - he does mention his voice has changed during his feline mutation to a baritone, so it's not out of the question. But he is not (or at least, he should not be) a hoity toity snooty asshole.

This is something even writers often get wrong about him - they assume that he's the smart character, ergo he must be the snooty, elitist character, which is something Ben Percy leans into, but it's not even just him, it's Paul Di Filippo in X-Men Unlimited vol. 2 #8, too. It becomes an asshole trait, and it's just. Not. Accurate.

Hank likes all kinds of music. In fact, I struggle to think of a kind he's outright stated he hates, though he's been around for 60 years, I'm sure someone can correct me. He's a curious fellow! He likes to explore! He'll consume any media, he quotes 1940s Superman comics, he watches Robin Hood movies with Wonder Man, why in god's name would he be a snob?

As for headcanon? I have tons! I often think, hmm, this feels like a song Hank would like, or a song that feels like a Hank song, when I listen to music, because. You know. Big blue guy's p much always on the brain.

I have a Spotify playlist that I occasionally add to, but currently on there is:

Is She Really Going Out With Him? by Joe Jackson - self deprecating, but also kind of a banger.

Carry on by fun - fun is an amazing band, and I definitely feel the lyricism and scale of their music would appeal to Hank.

Rain on Me by Lady Gaga and Ariana Grande - I don't know if Hank would listen to this, but it has his vibe.

Cells by They Might Be Giants - I'm sorry, but have you fucking heard a band that more encapsulates Hank's personality?

Dr. Wanna Do by Caro Emerald - my old Abigail RP partner used to use this as her ringtone for Hank. I think Hank likes some jazz.

Cure for Me by Aurora - again, not one I think Hank would listen to, but again, it feels like Hank to me.

Very Good Advice by Robert Smith - Hank totally digs new wave and the Cure, and literary references mixed in with that vibe? Totally.

Moonshine by Caravan Palace - this song leads into Lone Digger by the same band, which I put on Dark Beast's playlist, representing the continuity between them. It has the right energy.

There Ain't Half Been Some Clever Bastards by Ian Dury and the Blockheads - songs Hank would sing in the middle of the fight if it weren't full of swearing and comics were allowed to do that.

I Want You to Want Me by Cheap Trick - he does.

On Melancholy Hill by Gorillaz - this just has exactly the right energy.

I Will Dare by The Replacements - "How smart are you? / How dumb am I? / Don't count any of my advice. / Oh, meet me any place or anywhere or anytime / Now I don't care, meet me tonight / If you will dare, I might dare."

Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift - another one that doesn't feel quite like something Hank would listen to, but I think we can all relate to this song a little bit (does that make me a basic bitch? Maybe), and some of the lyrics are so awfully Hank. "I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror," like, fuck.

Turning Japanese by The Vapors - Iunno, I just think he'd like it. I often think that if I were gonna make an OG X-Factor movie, this is what would start the movie during a fight scene.

I would also like to give @brw a shoutout for their excellent Hank playlist, which introduced me to, among other things, Touch-Tone Telephone, which feels like Hank's theme song.

Oh, also, The Plastic Age by The Buggles. Hank absolutely loves prog-rock, you know he does. Oh, and showtunes! The man just will not stop singing, in the middle of fights or while being filmed for the nightly news, so he totally vibes with some Broadway. I'd also be lying if I said that Dust and Ashes doesn't feel like a New X-Men Grant Morrison Beast vibe all over. And Hank would love it! A musical based on War and Peace? Sign him the fuck up!

[h3k3t]

Namora overstimulates/edges you ~🧸

I imagine namora tying you up fucking you till there’s no tomorrow

“I-it’s too much please” you beg her to stop rubbing your sore little clit after your fifth orgasm of the night, her fingers inside of you relentlessly hitting that spot over and over and over again she chuckles at your fucked out blissful face, your eyebrows scrunching in pain and pleasure. She starts to fuck you faster on her fingers, you don’t know why but your hips start to chase her movements . As your thighs start shaking you start to feel that tingly feeling in your tummy.

“Is it too much little one?” She laughs you whine and nod vigorously when suddenly she takes out her fingers “N-No please! I was so close” you sniffle, tears forming in your eyes “please I’ll be good for you ma’am let me cum please” she looks at you smiling bringing her fingers up to your mouth “Je’e” (open) your suck on her fingers savoring your taste. She has lust written all over her face watching you with her bottom lip in-between her teeth she takes her fingers out “good girl,I’ll let you cum don’t worry little one” she kisses your temple.

Your mind goes white after she removed her mask momentarily and puts her warm mouth on your puffy pussy she takes her time lapping up all of your cum from your previous orgasms. She hums into your cunt sucking on your clit, you squirm as your moans get louder and louder. “Please please please please, wanna cum ma’am please” you start begging she looks up at you from her position “Máanen princess” (go ahead princess) she smirks and goes back in to swirl your clit with her tongue. Your back arches as your orgasm approaches your grip onto the binds she has you tied up in “thank you! Thank you-“ you cry out as your orgasm washes over you “oh mphmm fuck” your mind goes blank as she slows down her movements.

As you come back to consciousness she’s by your side cleaning you up with a warm rag and a glass of water. You wince when she cleans inside of your thighs “you came pretty hard little one, I thought you passed out” she chuckles. You hum not being able to speak correctly. She smiles and kisses on the inside of your thighs “you won’t be able to walk tomorrow princess, I’ll take of you. Rest for now” she gets up to discard the items she used to clean you up.

I have no words.

*Side note* sorry if there is any spelling mistakes or error lmao

I also imagine namora being a nurturer (I tried to write that in with the aftercare part at the end) also what names do you think namora would like to be called in bed? And which ones would she call you. I tried to feel out how “little one” and “princess” would fit for her calling the reader those names and “ma’am” for her but lmk your insight lol *im rambling I’m sorry* ~🧸

🧸ANON?! BESTIE?! Did you want to kill me? WELL You did it! AND NOW I NEED RESUSCITATION

I NEVER WANTED TO BE TRAMPLED BY NAMORA SO MUCH I SWEAR—I don't have words either, because your confession is PURE GOLD, SIS 💥💳💥💳

To answer your questions:

I see Namora as a full-fledged dom, she sure loves to discipline her partner, but I am absolutely convinced that at the same time she would like to worship you as if you were her goddess or nymph. And what better way than in the aftercare? Namora would mainly take care of you (clean you, hydrate you etc...), often loves to take a nice scented bath with you or simply pamper you and kiss every single inch of your body.

Mainly I believe that in moments of total romance or intimacy both namora and her partner would call each other "my Goddess" "my nymph" or "my jade" (I read somewhere that for Talokan culture jade is the stone that symbolizes love or what kind you give to your beloved). However during sex I think Namora would appreciate being called "ma'am" or some sort of appellation in regards to her military role at Talokan; "little one" or "princess" would be perfect for her partner instead. They're pretty good!!

Anyway feel free to chat all you want, don't apologize bestie!

[lootsofathousandsworld]

Flint x Reader: Princess and a Pirate One shot.

Guys..what the fuck just happened?  O_O  All of sudden I have urge to write this oneshot thanks to the song im listening and holy buckets I couldn’t stop having the feels! 😭💖 Anyway enjoy this oneshot! :D  and sorry if the grammer is wonky lol. 

Underneath the full silver moon, you were in a royal palace garden.   As the wind gently kisses your few hairs,  you were welcomed with the sweet smell of different plants, which came from different planets. 

 But you weren't here to admire them.  You were on an urgent mission.  And you prayed to the Gods that the letter you sent a few days ago was received.  You had been anxious after the dreadful news your father announced last week.  

You rubbed your both hands in worry as you sat on a polished garden chair stone. And your mind raced on what if the person never got it. Or else someone has it and never bothers to give it to him.  

Then your breath came short when you hear a footstep.  You got up fast and turn towards the sound.  Soon your heart made a flip when the voice you knew dearly spoke.

"Sorry, it took long love," 

"Nathaniel," You made a smile with your heart still beating hard. When he walks out in full glory you couldn't help to run to him. When you leap in his arms he catches you.   And you caught his scent you miss dearly.  It made you feel safe and warm from the outside world.       

"There were few errors and troubles I had while journey here," He spoke lowly in your hair.  

"I know," You reply,  and buried your face in his broad shoulder."  I miss you so much,"    Soon he lets go of your embrace and looks at your seriously. 

"Now what is this emergency  you want to see me?"   You almost forgot about the reason he came that you're facial changed to wretched.  You lower your head, feeling you can't bring this out to your only love.  

"Y/N,"  You feel his long bony fingers tip your chin up and he gently brushes your cheekbone with his thumb.  "What is that yer are being dreadful about? 

You swallow and made a soft reply, "It's about my father,"  You saw all his six eyes glowed.  

"What about yer father?" He whispered lowly.   

You shut your eyes as you can feel your tears coming and you manage to answer.  

"He made an arranged marriage on me.  I'm engaged to a prince from another kingdom,"  Right after you answered, you saw Flint's nostril flared with his eyes now flaring with rage. 

You can feel his tension as he holds you. And you being to worry he'll release his wrath on this night and will blow your both's cover.  You grip his arm wanting to have him know you were here with him.   

"I'll kill him," He growled.  Your eyes went wide in horror at his statement. 

No!" Your voice almost raises.  "Nathaniel he's my father,"

"But he's taken yer freedom!" He barked.  "And yer letting him doing it,"

"I didnt have any choice!"  Your tears came and continued with a lump in your throat. "If I tell him my refusal he'll learn our secret and he will have his men hunt you and take your loot," 

He clenches his teeth out of anger and lets you go and walks away to cool himself off.  You only stood and watched him breathing through his nostril.  One tear escaped and it ran down your cheek.  After a moment of long silence, he begins speaking darkly. 

"Then what ye expect to do?"   

"I don't know," You answered softly. "That's why...I need you here, to help me solve this,"  He came over to you and added.  

"That's why ye want me here? To seek my help?" 

You nodded truthfully and  you use your hand to wipe your tears off,"  If we can figure out a way, we can both be free and be together."  You watch his golden eyes now slowly soften and he uses his finger to gently finish getting rid of your tears. 

"We'll figure a way, love, I won't let him break us apart,"   You gently kiss his palm when he cups your cheek.  Then all of a sudden a break word came to you.  Your eyes lit up with an idea,

"That's it,"

"What?" Flint asked. 

"I can fake my death," You answered and glance up at him.  "If I did it I can start a new life with you.  "You beamed with hope at him.  "And we won't be bothered by the royals anymore. A-and I can go on a voyage with you, helping you steal treasures and joining your life as  a pirate."  

Flint made a low chuckle at your excitement with a smile through his monstrous fangs.  "I think that be a great idea love,"  You stood on your tippy toe to kiss him on his fangs.  

"I'll make arrangements on a voyage with my father and I'll send you a letter with a map of where we're heading and give you more info."  

He nods and then perks his head up," Aye, and I must be going.  I hear yer guards coming.  It was true that you hear more footsteps coming.  You took a last long look up at his beautiful golden eyes and touch his cheek with your small hand. 

[s-hera]

Your turn to chase after me

Husband! Wakasa x Reader

~ tags. Vice CEO wakasa, unrequited love (we all love this tag), toxic relationship, pregnancy, cheating, forced marriage, ghosting, divorce, modern au, alcohol, grammatical error, typos.

~ wc. 1.5k

~ a/n. I finally finished this. ITS 3 AM IN MY COUNTRY.

You knew that Wakasa would never care for you, yet you still hope that some day he would look for you. Both of you were trap on this Shitty forced marriage, It’s not like both of you wants it.

You knew from the beginning that he would never need you, That he already like someone and it’s not you.

One night he walked in to your bedroom, drunk. You two made love but was it really love? When you woke up you noticed that there was no wakasa on your side, It’s just you and yourself, all alone. Time flies, as it flies he’s still distanced to you. He’s so far that you couldn’t reach him. Many so called “Making Love” Happened, Let’s say to the point you always get morning sickness.

You always knew that he doesn’t love you, he love someone else, He don’t intend to make you pregnant.

One day he comes home, Again he smells like alcohol.

“Wakasa, Can you not come home drunk?I hate the smell”

“Huh?This is normal for me y/n”

“But for me, it’s not” You know that you’re pregnant but you haven’t told him, He’s always busy with his “work” but still have the time to fool around with his lover. “Then you better get used to it. It’s not like we’re not married for 11 months, tch so dramatic”

“I-im pregnant” you were hoping for something good but like always, fate wasn’t by you and wakasa’s side.

“You? You don’t even deserve to bear my child, Don’t forget that this was just a force Marriage, I’m gonna divorce you soon, After i get what I wanted.” so in his eyes your just a stepping stone to the thing he wanted?

“Im just joking, i never wanted to be pregnant with your baby too. I’m on a birth control pills.”

“Ahh then good night, your joke was not nice. My girl would get angry if you’re pregnant. Don’t joke again” huh how ironic, how can a woman joke about her pregnancy, he’s too dumb to realize that since he was drunk.

you’re on your way to your OB for check up, means today the baby in your tummy is 2 month old.

“I see, If the mother is healthy then expect the baby to be healthy too. You should lessen your junk foods. i suggest you to buy yogurt too and some oranges, Both is the best for the baby, Orange contains high vitamins and yogurt contains calcium.”

“Thank you, doc. I would go back next week”

“What about the father…if you don’t mind my question?”

“I’m planning to divorce him. I think i would move out here in japan soon too, That’s why i’ll visit you next week. Maybe you know someone on paris?”

“...Does he know about the baby?”

“Yes,i already told him, but he don’t want a baby.” he doesn't want a baby with you but he do want a baby. You knew you lied to your OB, You told him but you take it back.

“I know someone on paris, don’t worry i’ll help you out. Visit here again the day before you fly out of our country.”

Tomorrow would mark your 1st year anniversary with wakasa. You wanted to make it special by surprising his morning with a divorced paper on his office table. Just like the OB said, Visit her before you fly out. You visited her, she gives you the information you need and the contact number of the OB in paris, she checked up your health yoo, if you’re able to travel. After that you file a divorce petition, by the power of money, you got the divorce paper immediately. Wakasa don’t have any idea what’s going on, Poor wakasa.

Today, today is the day…you would be free, free as a bird. Today you need to let go of your feelings and leave it on this house. Wakasa came home early, he thought that him and his spouse could go on a date or even a movie night would be fine, since it’s your anniversary he decided that you deserve having a date with him, you're a good little spouse after all.

Welcomed by a dark living room, the lights on the living room was off. He thought that you were just on your bedroom, laying around waiting for him. He directly go to his room to change his clothes. While he’s changing he feels that his surrounding was cold.

He knocked on your door, no response. Knocked again, still none.

“y/n?” His patience is not very long, so instead of knocking and wait for your answer, he just opens your door to be disappointed. No y/n at all, just a bundled paper on your bed. Must suck being him. He saw a letter and read it.

“ Wakasa as you see this I'm probably on somewhere, some place that you might not be able to find even if you’re powerful enough. Open the bundled paper, if you want to read them then just read them but i know you don’t have enough patient reading a useless document. I want you to sign it. Tomorrow someone will visit you at your office and get it. Let’s be free, i want you to know that i’m not a stepping stone, i would never be one. Fuck every girls you want, i don’t care. Make them pregnant, i don’t care. But never make me a fucking stepping stone to become the heir of your father. Just sign it”

he was confused, when did he–ohh when he was drunk. He saw it, It was a divorce paper…he guess this is it. He didn’t read it anymore, he wanted to be free too. He just signed it with literally no effort, not until he saw another letter.

“Too my dearest wakasa<3

Before you read this i want you to sign the letter first, don’t worry This wouldn’t be a long one. If you ever don’t want to read this, just throw it away. I wanted to say thank you for taking care of me. At first i wanted your affection and love but i guess that was impossible since you already have someone and i’m the one who destroyed your relationship with the girl you dreamed of, i never intend to destroy it, this is what your father and my father wants. I tried telling him that i don’t want to get married but he insisted. I want you too know that i'm 2 month pregnant with my baby”

…why, just why? He know that he told you that he don’t want a baby with you but since it’s already exist, he can’t do anything, he would gladly take care of the baby…it was supposed to be “his” baby too, not just yours.

“ Don’t worry, i would take good care of it. Since their daddy denied them before they were born, mommy would give them the love they need from their father. I’m sorry if i lied to you, i don’t wanna abort this baby thats why i would rather stay away from you. This baby is the best thing that ever come to my life, don’t want to lose it now. I also stay away for the best, if i never stay away both of us would just argue and would ask the child useless questions like ‘‘would you prefer living with mommy or daddy?’’ and i don’t want that to happened. This is better. Don’t try to find us, just stay there and chase the girl you’ve always adored”

Now, Regrets…If only he show you his good side. Now it’s too late, The divorced paper were already signed, he should’ve read all the letter first. He regret not checking you up or asking where are you going, he regret not caring. All he feel right now is regret, He should have never drink again after you said that you don't like the smell of alcohol, he shouldn't said to you that you don't deserve to bear his child, he should've believe you when you said you were pregnant and didn't say those mean words. He wants to go back, the first day of your marriage, the first mistake too, he wants to go back and change his first mistake.

Instead of having a honeymoon with you, he's hooking up with his "girl", the girl who he treated like a royalty even though she really just want money, how could he be so fucking stupid. There's no one anymore, this house, his house that supposed to have your presence is empty, everything is so dark and lonely. He wished he listened to Shinichiro when he said "you shoud tell her you love her before it's too late" now he wants to chase you, he wanted to take care of you while you're pregnant, he wants to be a father that he is. everything is so useless, money, power, people, everything is useless without his spouse, he thought of divorcing you but not in this kind of way, he lost everything, the best way to cope with it is to drink with his best friends.

© 2022 by s-hera━ all rights reserved! comments, likes, and reblog are highly appreciated. plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

[tomago]

i love you so, natsume sakasaki

sypnosis。the world itself seemed to be against both of you, but no matter where you hide, time will always condemn you; it is this world's greatest foe.

cw , angst , death

shuffle x scribble request — ( OKAY THIS IS A LONG ONE bear with me. could i request a natsume x reader angst. maybe a magic au, and reader is watching natsume do his magic stuff. then something goes wrong with his spells and in turn he accidentally puts a deadly curse on the reader, maybe one that drastically shortens their lifespan. BUT, reader doesn’t know what happened. natsume’s like “no worries, nothing big just a little error” and then he goes off searching for something to help reverse the curse and every day he just returns with nothing and watches reader become worse. and then, DUN DUN DUN he returns home to reader succumbing to the final effects of the curse, basically dying. add in some heart wrenching last goodbye type stuff. and then natsume’s guilt after their death. im so sorry this is so long LMAO 😭 )

note ; hiii anon !!!!!!!! I ENJOYED WRITING THIS SOOOSOO SO MUCH. IM SO IN LOVE. YOU ARE SO BIG BRAINED. JUST. chefs kiss i hope this quenches your thirst— ♪

in a world where fear and trepidation runs amidst the airs that the anemoi blew, the grotesque world as it was had always been ruthless and callous to either human or wizard. even treading across a country to another could be perilous; but that may be why it was incredible. the horrors and innocence alike, the world did not treat you differently.

you've always been fascinated by wondrous things, marveling at any phenomenal miracles. you’re covetous of the world and its wonders; not in the bad way, but in the way which exiled you from both human and wizard. your admiration runs deep, and leads you to meeting a talented wizard, sakasaki natsume.

glistening bottles filled with peculiarly-colored liquid and insects that you've ever seen before lined atop shelves inside his quarters, each and every one yelled 'do not touch' in one look — feathered creatures that suspend time in their rustling wings flew over your head; an indication that his refuge was no place for a human.

and here he was, welcoming you yet again above droplets of still resin that contained stone and bone alike — eroded by time to simply memories of what once was.

"curious, isn't it,", his voice echoes from wall to wall through the incandescent rays of sun that peaks through cracks and fissures of his workplace; and with the slightest flick of the wrist, a spell uttered beneath his skin — cold turned into warmth, and feathers began to descend.

a delightful spectacle was on display for only you, your hand light above his gloved own; your eyes wide filled with awe for his effortless feat, and his eyes not once blinked away from you.

how curious, truly, how you fail to notice a ticking bomb even inside you.

gods, — even if silly myths like gods were true, must have a reason to separate man and wizard. even if his heart breaks to part with you, even if your desire to learn more about natsume still is strong, the inevitable truth that the world has was unrelenting.

no matter how much of a frightening wizard natsume was, there was only much he could do with magic. even if it meant for you to live a normal life, even if it meant you'd be cured and forget all about him, he'd give up all of his tricks in exchange for you to survive.

with every moment you spent with him, your life thins, until it was all but a brittle thread. your body will slowly turn into stone, and you will crumble. but more importantly, natsume will live to see it.

how cruel, really, aren't wizards supposed to be the ones tormenting humans? but why do you put him through all of this suffering? letting yourself slowly be poisoned by natsume's apple, and even licking the poison from his fingertips — was this your plan? to turn into stone with his hands and crush him with his own guilt for being too selfish to have you even if it meant losing you?

but seeing your expression so innocent, not worrying about a single thing — you will never be lovelier than now, and he will never be here again. it tugs on his heart tightly, perhaps, he may be able to steal time from fate just a little longer.

this will be my last confession, i love you, i love you, and i love you.

to who does he whisper these words to, if not your peaceful body that lied on top of the wild unruly fields that you and he once danced in? your skin was cold, it shined; and pieces of you fell into his palms.

natsume shook, his tears uncontrollable; this was it. you had turned into stone.

and upon the banks of lethe, his tears fell; how badly must our story end, and decided, no: against his will he drinks the river's cold waters — and forgets everything.

[themanicnami]

READINGS OPEN INDEFINITELY

Hey guys! So as you know I’ve been dealing with some unfortunate circumstances due to COVID-19. Permanent lay-off from my main job effective as of Sept. 28th and unemployment in my state near impossible to get. I have an appointment with them but it will no longer let people file online. You can only do it by appointment now.

I know a lot of others are suffering severely as well - but if anyone has any spare income and wants a reading please feel free to IM me or send me an ask or (preferably) send me a submission form.

For readings I will need an email address to send the invoice to.

The Readings I Offer

Tarot Readings

A simple thing that many offer but with my readings you will receive images of the spreads and cards taken and any other addition items added (crystals drawing, colormancy, etc)

1 Card Reading - $1.50

3 Card Reading - $3.00

5 Card Reading - $5.00

10 Card Reading - $8.00

Custom Spreads or Requests - Up for Discussion

Past Life Readings

My bread and butter! Every interested in delving down into the lives you may have experienced in the past? Are you wanting to do some soul searching or get back to some of your old energy of those times? Well these readings are wonderful for self discovery, self reflection and to improve yourself over flaws of history.

Standard Reading (5 Cards) - $5.00

The standard past life reading is where I do a 5 card spread based off of the custom spread I created personally for past life readings. These readings will consist of: early life, teenage life, young adult life, adult life, and late life. Additional notes may be added to the reading by me.

Full Reading (10 Cards) - $8.50

The standard past life reading is where I do a 10 card spread based off of the custom spread I created personally for past life readings. These readings will consist of: early life, teenage life, young adult life, adult life, late life, how you were seen by others, your inner self/personality, your purpose in this life, if you met any of your soulmates, and how this life effects your current one. Additional notes may be added to the reading by me.

Full Reading + 3 Cards - $11.00

This reading is like the full reading, but with the addition of 3 more cards added to the end of the spread. These cards can be picked from a list of specifics that you wish to know more about this past life for more specific info. You may choose which of the three areas of the 10 you wish to add a card (or cards) to for more detail.

Full Reading + 5 Cards - $12.50

This reading is identical to the full reading with the addition of another 5 card spread afterwards. This additional 5 card spread will help us determine in more detail your past life in specific aspects: the time period, the location, your lifestyle (job, family, social class), your biggest fears and your goals/dreams of this life.

Small Reading - $3.00

This is my affordable cheaper option for those with a tighter budget. It is a smaller version of my standard reading featuring the first 5 cards of the standard reading: early life, teenage life, young adult life, adult life and late life.

Colormancy

My readings using custom colormancy cards made from my color theory test kit. With these colors much like other forms of card readings, I will use them and their alignments to draw answers for your questions or inquiries.

One Card - $1.00

Two Cards - $1.50

Three Cards - $2.50

Five Cards - $4.00

Crystal Throwing

A crystal throwing reading is using a bunch of different crystals and a large grid and tossing randomly selected crystals onto the grid and interpreting that for divination purposes. You may also do single drawn stones from a bag or box for single simple answers.

How the reading will work:

I will receive your question(s) and then using them as a guide will throw the crystals I draw onto my grid. I will interpret the patter, placement and the crystals correspondences to give you a detailed reading. I will also take a picture of the grid and the crystals upon it.

Pricing:

The price for a standard crystal reading will be $7.00 and for every additional throwing or question you would like to add is another $3.00.

I also have an option for if you want a Large Throwing consisting of answering 5 questions and taking the use of many more crystals than a standard throwing it is $11.50.

I also offer single stone drawings for $1.00 a stone.

Energy Readings

My energy readings are not the same as aura readings, I will read your energy via what visions I get, imagery, sounds, smells, tastes and feelings. I type out my readings while I experience them (likely with my eyes closed) and will go back through to correct spelling errors before sending. Sometimes these readings delve into divination other times they don’t. I will then take what I see, feel and witness and interpret it more deeply for you and send that.

The price is 6.50 for a basic energy reading. A full detailed or extended one with additional tarot cards, crystals or other added insights can be requested and price discussed.

If you need more details on energy readings feel free to look at my Energy Reading Page

Pendulum Readings

A simple reading but good for anyone who needs simple brief answers.

One Question = $1.00

Each additional Question = $1.00

5 Question Bundle = $4.50

10 Question Bundle = $9.00

Spirit or Entity Communication = IM me to discuss possible price depending on entity/spirit, length of reading and number of questions

Deity Communication/Entity Communication

Need some help communicating with a new deity, entity or spirit? I am happy to do my best to assist you with this!

Basic Deity Communication Spread - $12.00

This reading will be done with a spread I have made and used for deity communication to contact and get information from the deity. Additional cards may be added as needed each for $1.

Add Energy Reading - add. $5.00

If needed or desired I can add on an energy reading of you and possibly the deity/entity itself onto the standard basic reading above for an additional fee

Shufflemancy

A simple reading using the playlists I have saved and relating song themes, lyrics and emotions to determine the future or advice.

Price: $4.00 for a standard, $6.50 for two songs/extended reading

Readings are currently what are allowing me to buy groceries, pay off my transit pass and purchase necessities and stay ontop of things while my part-time job is covering rent at this time. I do not know if my job that let me go will open positions and call me in the future, they seemed to let everyone go/position removal as of this past week as an indication they may be shutting down until tourism improves. 

So if you are interested in readings please feel free to reach out and IM me or send me an ask/submission. I just need email addresses to send the invoices.

Readings usually take between 7 to 14 days and they are done Sundays through Tuesdays as to not interfere with my part-time hours.

Thank you all for helping me with this. If you cannot request a commission, please reblog and signal boost this if you can. Money will be tight, my city is about to fully shut down with little to no support from our local government. I also accept tips through my Ko-Fi page as well.

[jenlvr01]

BAD ROMANCE

Pairing : Jaehyun x Reader

Genre : Greek God Mafia Au !

Warnings : Cursing , mention of drugs and violence.

Summary : Jaehyun Or in The underworld He is Known As The King or people would call him Hades. Ruthless, Cold and a selfish Bastard. One day Everything changed when He laid His Eyes On the most beautiful maiden he has ever seen but The problem is...he doesn’t wanna fall in love.

Notes: Yall i suggest you listen to Bad romance by Lady gaga While Reading this! And also this is my first time posting something on tumblr hehehejais sorry if there is any grammar errors english is not my first language T^T                                                                                                                                             

  “Damn where the fuck is Jeno” Jaehyun Sighed as He sat on his Gold throne inside the biggest and darkest castle in the underworld. Everybody feared him and would tremble at the mention of his name.

“Hello Your grumpy Highness” Jeno Rolled his Eyes At him as He handed Him a Letter. Jaehyun Looked at Jeno and shook his head.

“You do know i can Take your life right at this very moment if you keep up that attitude of yours” Jaehyun Glared at The poor boy and Jeno just bowed and walked away.

There are Three worlds that exists. The first one is Heaven where all the Gods And Goddesses live. Second Earth where Humans And Some demi Gods Live and Lastly the Underworld Ruled By Jaehyun Where he punishes all the bad people and The Corrupt Gods And Goddesses are thrown.

Jaehyun opened the letter for it to be an invitation to the Heavenly Ball. Jaehyun receives one every year but he never once attended these kind of gatherings and he is always labeled as A VIP guest . He just thinks its a waste of time and silly but this year he wanted to Go For a change

“Hey Mark” he called Mark His Guard and Personal Assistant “Yes Your Highness” he Bowed slightly and was preparing to throw the invitation “Get dressed in The finest suit you Have..we are going to this damn Ball” He stood up and left Mark with a confused Look. “Your highness why are you going?” He asked afraid and was sweating cold sweats

“I wanted to go for a change..besides i wanna see my brothers ” he smirked as he opened the main door.

He dressed in the finest Suit that he had and his slick back hair that made him look 10x more intimidating.

Mark drove him to the venue also looking as dashing as ever. When they arrived at the venue it looked like everybody saw a ghost except for his 3 brothers ofcourse. Mark Followed Jaehyun Quietly at a distance

“FINALLY SOMEONE WENT OUT OF THAT DAMN HELL HOLE AFTER A LONG TIME” Taeyong Screamed Happily while approaching his Brother. Taeyong The God of The sky and Thunder happily approached his brother with champagne. Winwin Just sighed at the sight of Taeyong screaming so loud to the point where everybody had their eyes on them.

“Taeyong I swear to God lower your damn voice” he smacked his Brother at the back of his head

“So What made you attend this event this year My dear brother” he casually approached his brother and took a sip of his champagne.

All the Goddesses had their eyes on Him. Whispering endless thoughts and probably thirsting about how hot he is. Meanwhile all of the Gods Are starting to Fume with anger because all of the Women’s eyes were on him.

“I also dont know i felt like i needed to go here for a change” he took a sip of his champagne.

Johnny The God Of the Sun Approached Jaehyun and His Brothers

“Jaehyun im surprised to see you here my friend” he looked at him with disbelief.

Johnny and Jaehyun along with his brothers are Good Friends And they also run a business along with a few friends In The Underworld.

“Yeah i just went here for an appearance i really cant believe You attend something like this every year” he tsked and looked around the place as His brothers continue chatting With Johnny

Whispers and loud chattering can be heard. Loud music can Be Heard and the sight of Gods And Goddesses Flirting can be seen. The thought of love and flirting has never crossed Jaehyun’s mind. He had too much On his plate to be Even thinking about matters like those.

Jaehyun’s one and only rule? Never fall in Love For It will destroy you. Jaehyun saw what love did to humans and other Gods and Goddesses and he thought it was Stupid.

“Im Gonna go Out Where is The garden?” Jaehyun asked Taeyong and he answered with a smile “go straight then turn left you’ll see a glass door” jaehyun nodded and Mark followed with a glass of wine in his hands.

“Sooo are you enjoying this party your highness?” Mark asked with wiggly eyes brows

“Fuck no This was a wrong decision to come here..How are the transport on the drugs?”

“Its alright the same as usual no need to worry”  as he looked up and saw bright colors and expensive gold on the ground and walls “Good Make sure Nothing Goes Wrong. Tell Jeno To Gather The Team to Monitor the transport we need to be careful this is a huge amount make sure it doesn’t Get stolen” Mark Does a bow and said “yes Your Highness” Jaehyun nodded and dismissed Mark.        He Was faced With A very elegant Glass door The doorknobs made with diamonds and rubies. Slowly he Opened The Door to be greeted by The scent of Hyacinths. He slowly walked over the stone path. He Never really gets to see flowers back in The Underworld because no living thing can survive in the underworld.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 “oh My God What happened to You. You  poor thing let me fix You Up real quick”  You said in a concern voice looking at the dead flowers in the Garden. You placed your hand on top of the flower and used a tiny bit of your powers to heal the flowers. You smiled and giggled at the sight of healthy flowers. Yes You are the Goddess of vegetation and Fertility.                                                                                                                                                                                             You never really wanted to attend these kind of Parties. You Just feel so out of place and uncomfortable with all the people surrounding you and all. The thought of it makes you sick. You sighed as You drank Wine and slowly leaned back onto the tree. It was a nice view. The garden was filled with  many green and colorful Plants. You'd really Rather spend your day here rather than talking to people.                                                                                                                  You Fished out your phone from your Pocket To call Jisung the cupid and Your bestfriend ofc.                                                                                                          “Jisung are you really not gonna attend this event? I have no friends here seriously i was forced By Naeun That's why I'm here” You groaned when you heard Him laugh " I told You You need to stay away from that girl" He laughed even harder when he heard How annoyed You were “ Let me Guess You are either at some random room in the mansion or you are at the garden ”You did a little snap and said “BINGO! I'm at the garden " You chuckled “anyways i need to go get more wine please pick me up later" you can feel him smiling through the phone and said “okay okay ill pick u up bye” he suddenly ended the call and all you could do was stare at the phone with disbelief. "Woah I cant believe this man He suddenly - “ You suddenly turned to your side and bumped into a God...well probably the most handsome God You have ever laid your Eyes on. He shut his eyes shut and sighed.                                                                                                                                                                                                                           “Oh my God I'm So sorry" You panicked because he seemed like he was having a bad day and he looked so pissed at the sight of wine staining his Suit  “damn Woman watch where Your Going.” As He opened his eyes you could feel his hot gaze pierce through you skull. “ I'm really so sorry about this......’’ You looked at him and gave him the “what's your name??” Kind of look.                                                                                                                                                       “ You don't know me??” Jaehyun asked because he couldn’t believe it.                “yeah I don't know you so I uh...may I know your name??’’                                                                                                                                                                       he smirked and leaned down to whisper in her ears                                                                                                                                                                        “My name is Jaehyun”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

[orangeskiesandshinyeyes]

Angry sex with Skz

Chan

Probably be quiet the whole time.

No praising or sweet talk like usual.

Would avoid looking into your eyes for as long as possible because he knows that if you look at him like that he'd fall right into your arms.

You'd be fighting or in the middle of an argument when he decides he's had enough of the negativity and grabs your thigh to pull you to him.

That's when he'd stop talk too. Eyebrows knit together and eyes trained on you he'd push you against whatever and get to work on your bottoms.

Would look into your eyes while getting you naked almost teasingly. But if you were to go soft on him, maybe wrapping your arm around his neck or touch his face or something he would look away from you so fast.

Wouldn't kiss you either. But once you get desperate almost on the verge of your release, he'd let you hold him if you wanted to. And he loves seeing your lose yourself because of him and that would make him forget his anger atleast momentarily. Reaching out to touch your face he'd finally whisper sweet nothings as you came back down.

And when he was done too, he would pull out and give you the silent treatment again. But he'd turn you over and spoon you.

It'd be very angsty but also kinda cute.

'Hey, I love you.'

You'd whisper gently.

You'd know him too well by this point that when you don't immediately get a reply, you wouldn't be mad.

A gentle squeeze to your waist and a kiss pressed to your shoulder would be enough for you but right before you dozed off, he'd whisper an I love you.

Leeknow

He would be talking to you through it.

Mostly

'What, can't stay mad now?'

'You're always so serious about everything, God!'

'I can't joke around with you when you get annoyed so easily'

He'd list off all the things that ticks him off about you all the while having the most amazing missionary session.

And when you wouldn't reply with anything other than gasps and moans he'd laugh partly because he was in disbelief at how you could take all the comments so easily now with zero resistance and partly because he found your uncaring demeanor cute.

'Ah! So annoying!' He'd scream out because he was getting frustrated that he couldn't stay mad at you. Especially when you were reacting so well to him.

He'd go super fast just to make you lose yourself further. He'd do this as a way of saying Yea that's right, that's what I can do to you.

Not the type to go rough because he does that anyway. So it would be more like trying to get you to unravel under him while he acts unbothered by the steaming hot sex. He'd be so sure about your submissiveness that he'd start laughing when you start to shake as you climax.

Once you get your release however, all that he said would finally register in your head as you push him down on the bed sitting on his lower belly, trying to get some time to prevent overstimulation before you wrecked him.

You'd push your palms down on his chest as you ask him, voice low

'Stuck up? Too sensitive? Do you want to repeat all that again?'

And he would be speechless. Never in a million years would he have thought that you could recover from that orgasm but here you were with a look in your eye that screamed dom.

Blinking up twice at you he'd get no time to react before you tug on his nipples as you sink yourself on him.

Throwing his head back he'd avoid trying to fight back for dominance as he was way too close to waste time trying to get the power back that slipped away from him the second you came.

Changbin

He'd be very grabby. Usually very respectful, mad changbin would be groping your breasts, your ass, heck, even your clit.

Would gradually increase the pressure of his pinches as he observed how much was too much. And he'd pinch you right at that threshold.

Twisting your nipple as he watched the way your face twists in pain and pleasure, he'd thrust into you. Even if you'd be riding him you'd have zero control of the situation as he fucks up into you making you grab onto his shoulders for support. Wouldn't let you hide your face during any of it and would yank your chin to face him.

'Where do you think you're looking? Hmm? Your eyes stay on me, got it?'

Would leave one too many hickies and bite marks. Even if you whined that people would see and he'd get scolded for it he would still keep going adding one more for everytime you said no.

When you guys were done, he'd be laughing about it.

'Did we really need to argue over that? I'm glad it did anyway. You look like you were in a fight and that's hot.' He'd say laughing inbetween as he traces the bites and purple marks littering your entire body.

Hyunjin

Would be a little selfish. The type to not let you come as punishment. But that wouldn't be the case always. Another boy who would go soft if you went soft. If you were angry, the anger would just bounce around and he'd want to get off on that angst.

Would be turned on seeing you all angry and bothered but he'd pretend to be mad and put up the facade that he's fucking now just to show you how he can shut you up. But he gets so hot and bothered seeing you get mad at him. He wants a lot of adventure when it comes to sex so he would come faster and wouldn't be shy about it either. Two bird with a stone for him since he'd have a reason for releasing so fast. He's showing you up.

Wouldn't mind if you got aggressive though. He'd be hoping for it secretly. Grabbing after him if he left you hanging, taking things into your own hands getting rough with him. Would love getting roughened up by his little sweet princess. You'd have to figure that out by yourself though.

Would turn submissive real fast if you switched though.

Moaning and whining in your ear, he'd bring up the argument again.

Mostly just trying to get you mad again he'd make zero sense with his sentences. Would love if you talk filthy or down to him.

'Maybe I should go and fuck around with someone who wouldn't be such a brat? Hmm?'

'You want me to beg now do you? Why would I when I can just get on top of you like this?'

'You're enjoying this aren't you? Not having to do the work?'

He'd moan at your antics, not replying but definitely listening.

If you stop talking, he'd whine and try to annoy you more so as to coax more out. Dig your nails into him and he's a goner.

Jerking up into you he'd almost come but wouldn't, this time being considerate waiting for you.

Jisung

He might get a little too mean with his anger.

Going a little overboard he might hit you right in your insecurities prompting you to tear up. If he couldn't see you crying and if you wouldn't tell him that it hurt he wouldn't stop because he wouldn't know. He tests the waters with you for everything and believes in the whole trial and error side of things.

But the first and last time it happened, he'd stop so fast when he heard you let out a quiet sob. He would turn the light on so fast and you'd be met with him still on top of you wide eyed with an arm covering his mouth.

Seeing the tears flowing down your cheeks would cause the waterfall to form in him too, him crying silently as he freezes up.

If you got up to leave after pushing him off he would just sit there in disbelief, head empty as his heart starts beating a little too hard. He'd need a lot of time to collect himself before deciding to check up on you.

But you'd know this already and would instead opt to reach out to his arm asking him to lie down with you.

Now full on sobbing next to you he would be shaking a little, lips trembling with his fingers gently, shyly holding your side.

'Stop crying.'

You'd say.

Nodding he'd try his best but his shoulders would still shake as he tried to hold back the sobs. The situation now turned around you'd bring your fingers up to his face and have a heart to heart with him. Nodding and apologising whenever you finished a sentence he'd be sniffing still but gently calming down, knowing that you weren't going to hate him.

Once he was sure that you were okay and that you weren't mad at him, he'd get closer nuzzling into your neck. Running his arm up your body he'd trace his way up your spine before cradling your neck. Whispering into your neck, he'd hug you gently

'Baby?'

'Mm?'

'Wanna love you.'

And when you let out a shy nod, he'd start kissing your neck slowly letting him get hard again.

This wouldn't be for him though. He was determined to make you feel as loved as possible and show you just how precious you are to him. Not the best at assuring you with words, he'd try his best to make you feel his love.

It would be so intense with him holding your face the whole time, sometimes intertwining your fingers if you brought your arms up to grab anything when it got too much for you. He'd ground you with his kisses and fingers when you edge closer and closer to your orgasm.

When you moan out as you climax, whispering I love you to him, he'd tighten his grip on you subconsciously while same time feeling the tears build up again.

He'd bite down on his lips hard enough to make them bleed almost but would relax if you peck them seeing his abuse on his pretty lips.

Would probably decide to stop once you climax and would refuse to continue saying he's fine but pull a little switcheroo and ask him if he's not turned on and he'd start chanting no no that's not it and slowly start up again, making sure you weren't in any discomfort.

And next time you were about to have angry sex, he would make sure to show you that he loves you more than anything.

Face pressed into your neck, his back against the table he'd have your leg thrown over his waist as he slowly brings you down on him same time thrusting in. Your torsos would be glued together and the most aggression that would come out are small whispers of why you shouldn't do what it was that made him mad in the first place.

'Ugh.. don't.. act sexy in front.. of others like that. Im not.. the only one who.. gets a boner. Oh..kay??'

When you tangle your fingers in his locks and press a kiss to his ear while moaning out a small yes, he'd praise you.

'Mmm. Good. You're mine, right?'

Ofcourse you were but he'd always want to hear it from your mouth. And when you assure him, he'd shift his focus to making you both climax feeling happy with the confirmation.

Felix

This would be a way for him to make sure that you guys were still perfect together. Both of you angry, maybe even screaming at each other he would let it go on for as long as he could take it before getting worried and slamming his lips into yours. Would be scared if you push him back but he'd keep trying mostly to ensure that this was just a normal fight among healthy couples.

If you fell weak against his lips, he'd go full dom. Slamming your body into his he would waste zero time in getting you naked. Not a single piece of clothing would be left on either of you and wouldn't bother with the lights purposely leaving them on wanting to see you so vulnerable in front of him.

Wouldn't make it to the bed. Desperate to want to feel your love for him he'd get impatient and push you down on the floor even. Another boy who'd snap if they got their I love you.

Now sure that everything was fine, he'd go back to lover mode and start making you more comfortable lifting you off the cold floor and planting his butt on it instead. Would hug you close when you came and same with him. Chances are, the cuddling session would start off right where you guys did the dirty be it the floor , the counter, the couch. Whatever.

Once you voiced how uncomfortable it is he'd drag you over to the bed so he could cuddle with you again.

Seungmin

He would go doggy style on you.

He has a dark side to him that never makes it's appearance unless extremely provoked. It's not that he doesn't want to be rough and purely lustful with you but he'd want to be so respectful with you that he'd never show that side.

Pounding into you, he'd have his hands on your ass. He'd spread your cheeks a bit too far, ogling the new sight as he groans behind you, going rougher.

Would land a few spanks too.

If you wanted to continue the argument during the session, he'd have no problem telling you to shut up.

'Oh my God, QUIET!' He'd shout at you causing you to let out a small whimper while simultaneously convulsing around him.

The stimulation would make him falter a bit as he brings his palm back down on your ass a bit harder this time.

Would edge you so bad. He'd pull out the second he knew you were about to come, letting his length barely graze your folds.

Definitely going to push you forward and onto the bed with you butt in the air to watch your opening contract at the loss of contact.

Angry sex would be the time for him to explore everything about your body that he's always been curious about but never had the courage to explicitly go in to.

And boy, does he explore. He'd be so dirty, treating you like an artifact that has secrets hidden at every crevice. You whining would have zero effect on him.

Only way for him to snap out would be if he felt that you're uncomfortable. He'd apologise profusely for the mean things said during sex but not for the argument itself.

But if you're nothing but horny, you can bet on the fact that he would make you pass out when you came.

Not writing for the baby B-A-B-I-E

[rightpastnowhere]

Hm.

Hmmmmmm.

You know how timing works - when to repeat, when to let things sit, how to add emphasis suiting your tone. So I'd guess you either critique the fuck out of movies/plays in your head when they don't live up to standards, or otherwise had a filmography or theater nerd phase? VJVJVJG

And you want to trust people. You really, really want to believe they'll do the best for you and for eachother, and you manifest that hope in your writing, I feel. Unwavering devotion and support - human, so human all the same, with mistakes and all, but even if you don't necessarily believe in the good of people you still want to. Want to see worlds where that's true.

hey??? HEY????? IM CRYING???????? THANK YOU??????????? GIMME A MINUTE OKAY. JUST GIMME A MINUTE,,,, A MIN,,,,,,,

okay see here’s thing. that’s so oddly specific, the movie thing, and it’s… right. like to a T. well, mostly. it’s not that i had a filmography or theater phase, but more so just a thing that my dad and i do??? we are the worst people to watch movies with. because i point out everything about the directing and special effects and parallels that i see, while he points out all of the errors in costumes or scenery that indicate a reshoot or something. it’s so much fun. we’re the worst. i have friends who will not go to the movie theater with me. it’s a problem. but yes!! i do critique movies, but not because they don’t live up to my standards, but just because i love catching small details like that.

(okay sometimes it’s for not living up to my standards but that’s a recent development dkjcmcndkc)

and… yea. yep! yea. i’m an optimist to a fault. i still believe in happy endings, or want to, anyway. i try to see the good in every thing and every person, because there’s always something somewhere. and those little pieces of good are stepping stones, or handholds to climb, or even just a space to stop and breathe when the world overwhelms. and yes, everything is inherently flawed, but i think flaws are only contrasts to help you see the good in people. flaws are not to be condemned.

it’s hard, sometimes, to believe in the capacity for good. especially these days, with the world on fire and all. it’s hard, to trust in people, when there’s so many ways to be burned by it. but it’s so rewarding at the same time. and if my writing can reflect any of that, at all, then i’m so glad. if these little pieces of hope manage to give even one person the tiniest boost, to their mood or their day or what have you, then i’m happy. that’s my goal.