#like hi hello person i've never spoken to in my life

[honorhearted]

trick? 😎👉🏻👉🏻 or treat? 👈🏻👈🏻😎

@awynter

Benjamin hummed, pretending to genuinely mull it over. "Well, I'm not sure," he said. "Are the options in question presented by yourself, or the delightful young Frances? Because even though my answer will always be the same -- treat -- it stands to reason that her treats might teeter along the cusp of a trick. And I'm not so keen on finding myself n.aked in a pond again."

[sergentreckless]

Jake Seresin Princess AU

Author's Note: Hello my little chili babies, I cranked this one out a while ago and I'm posting it right before going to a class, woohoo. It is the first thing I've written in this form, so don't be too mean please. I hope you like it!

Edit: I did not proof read this

Kisses,

Reckless

Warnings: It's pretty tame, AU, implied stuff? Let me know if I missed any please, love you

WC: 736 (super short)

Summary: You're a princess and Jake is your devoted Knight

Jake is your personal Knight

It is his job to protect you, to make sure you’re safe

And oh boy… did he love his job

Your curly hair bouncing off your shoulders as you frolic through the palace gardens. Running through rows of daisies and tulips, he can’t help but stare wondrously at your gorgeous smile. She looks so happy, he thinks, watching you.

As you continue to explore the grounds at your second home, only reserved for spring, your loyal knight will follow you everywhere. He is quite stoic, not talking much, but always observing. After all, it is his job to make sure you are safe; he certainly wouldn’t do it for any other reason. Not because he had fallen in love with you since he’d become your guard.

Your glowing personality drew him to you, and he had never been happier for a job placement in his life.

He had become an extremely respected and trusted knight after being a major lead in securing your countries victory in a war that seemed hopeless. He had been promoted to be the princess’ personal knight

Though he had never met you, he heard stories of your beauty. From the other knights that had protected the balls and parties your kingdom threw; he had been told all about the princess who glided effortlessly along the ballroom floor

How her hair fell loose on her shoulder

How she looked so natural and it was no wonder she was the kingdom’s pride and joy

After he had gotten called in by your father and appointed to be your knight, he could not wipe the smile off his face

And you…

Well, you were mighty suspicious of this new guard of yours

He is so pretty, too pretty… what brought a man like him into knighthood? Maybe he had an unstoppable dedication to protect his kingdom

As you get to know him, you learn to trust him more

You come to terms with the fact that he will be with you everywhere

You talk to him and joke with him, getting to know him more and more everyday

And he falls in love with you more and more every day

As you run through the fields of flowers, you dash towards your knight, grabbing his hand and dragging him along with you

He picks up his feet and follows along the pace you set, running behind you, desperate to keep up

He cannot lose you, but more than that, he does not want to be away from you, to lose the feeling of your touch

The cold gloves of his armor ward off the normal heat of the world, but your hand wrapped around his warms his soul

As you drag him through the grass and flowers, he recognizes just how far you are getting from the palace grounds

And as he opens his mouth to protest, you bring your lips to his unexpecting ones, still agape from the words stuck on his tongue, starting to process the new warm feeling you introduced

His princess was kissing him

He shouldn’t do this, this is inappropriate, this is wrong, he could be demoted, or hanged

But nothing he could do, no thought he could legitimately fathom, ever included him rejecting your kiss

It’s so warm, so inviting, so… everything he has thought of since he met you

He returns your kiss with little hesitation, so little so that you know he has never thought of truly rejecting you

After all, it is his job to listen to you and follow your orders, whether spoken or not

As you pull away, he can’t help but reach for more, a gesture that only gets met with soft giggles

Your foreheads rest against each other’s as he catches his breath from the intense grasp you held him in

“Sir Seresin, I desperately need your help with a problem I have been facing” you whisper into his ears, leaving him with goosebumps

As you bring yourself to lay in the thick grass covering the plains near your palace, you grab Jake’s hand, guiding his form on top of yours

He lets you bring him to the ground, gently pressing his weight on top of yours

Beautiful green eyes peering into your own, you bring your hand to his hair, nails scraping along his scalp, giving him goosebumps

“What can I do for you, Princess?”

[artsymeeshee]

Hello! I just found your laundry list of art last week, and I have to say…I LOVE IT! Love the instinct comics, Ford being cool never ceases to make me giggle, and I loved the autumn drawing. I’ll admit, that one had me in tears…made be believe in the what-if’s of my own family. What they…could be like someday. Or what I wish they were. Thanks for the tears, they were much needed.

 Anyway! This is what I came to message you about! Although,…I am extremely sorry for the late message. I tend to check back into tumblr at…weird hours of the night. Heck, it’s almost the next day as I type this. I seriously need to sleep more. So! I had a few thoughts on Stan and Ford relationship, and I wanted to hear your thoughts on it. Just a disclaimer, I’m kinda basing this off my actual life as I find these characters mirror personal events very closely! I am also a writer and soon to be author! Might post some archive of our own content about these two soon. Also, and this is the most important, I have NOT read book of Bill yet. So plz…no spoilers. Anyway, long introduction aside, let’s begin!

In my personal head cannon of these two, which I don’t imagine is “too” different than how anyone else could see them, Stan and Ford have an extremely awkward and emotional conversation after Weirdmagedon. Why? B/c they’re both, to some degree, emotionally numb. In my opinion, why wouldn’t they? They haven’t spoken to each other in 40 years, properly, and they have repressed a ton of their emotions since then. It’s hard to bring that back up. (Speaking off of experience) I’d say even harder for Ford. Stan, thanks to the twins, has learned to loosen the locks on his heart while Ford kept running away from those emotions to defeat Bill. Just like his ambitions, that was the main priority, and everything else later. To me, this would explain why Ford never bothered to talk to Stan properly since coming back during the show. He wouldn’t know how to. If they were to talk, and this is where the writer in me comes out, I’d write Ford as the one that needs it most. He’s been traveling dimension for decades, running from the past that held him back…but he has no anchor now. Stan becomes that anchor, paralleling what he wasn’t when Ford was lost. And Ford…he just breaks. Like, completely breaks. And Stan is there with him, breaking like he is, but still there for him brother. Finally back after all those years apart. And as someone who has been on the side of neglect from one’s own brother…nothing would be me happier if we went to connect. Just like Stanley and Ford. And eventually, soon to be sailing on the seas to connect even more.

Phew…that was a lot. Sorry for the rambling. Told you I had some ideas! So, what do you think? Do you see Ford acting like this? If not…why? Genuinely, I’d like to know. Anyway, thanks for taking your time to read this. Again, sorry for the ramblings. Oh! One more thing, I know you aren’t taking art request right now, but would you be open to take them in the future? Say in 2 months time? Anyway, bye!

Well first off, thank you! I appreciate it! :D

And to answer your headcanon, I agree on it. Stan is definitely more open to talking, especially thanks to the kids. I mean there's still moments where it's hard and awkward for sure. And Ford would for sure have a harder time opening up, especially with the constant guilt and mistakes that replay over and over. And there's always that lingering feeling of "well, Stan has to hate me for what I've done" and it's always so surprising when Stan tells him differently and he never once hated Ford. Sure, was angry but never hated him. He had too much self-hatred to feel that way with Ford. And as many times as it needs to be said or repeated, it really makes all the difference when they tell each other how much they love and care for each other. As Alex said, "they're both so damaged, they desperately need each other."

As for the requests thing, most likely not. Only because I'm entering the busiest time of year for my work so it's gonna be a miracle if I even have enough energy or motivation for drawing if I'm not completely burnt out.

[jackiepackiee]

Hello, I hope you're having a splendid day!

If your requests are open may I ask for the flags x single parent reader romantic headcanons? I've seen the other one with the mad scientist and I just found it so amazing!

But of course, only if you are comfortable, I don't want to pressure you.

I shall say my good byes now as I have to leave.

Take care of yourself and rest.

Goodbye.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓼 𝔁 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Warnings- parent struggles

Type - headcanons

Of course I added Chuuya.

Albatross -

Did someone say the fun dad?

He admires how responsible you are

Quite literally watches in awe at anything you do

Making a snack? Wow. Hushing your kid from crying? He’s shocked by your skill

Your kid likes cars? He will have an entire lot for them.

Trains? Look, now the port mafia has a and it’s trained named after your kid

Almost like a brother, sorry

He’s immature and has never been around kids

So so gentle however

He’s not dumb, just eccentric after all

You’ll definitely walk in on him covered in paint by your kid, laughing and letting it happen

Tea parties? Tea parties.

7/10, congrats, you have a second kid

Pianoman -

Thinks the absolute highest of you

Will never pry on what happened to the biological parent

But if they hurt you? He’s pulling piano strings

The kid is babied, no matter the age

He’s a leader, and a protecter

The port mafia doesn’t even know you have one

He likes a quiet personal life

No nanny’s, he will clear his schedule if needed

It’s his kid now, and he’s ready to try his best

Smart man, makes sure to let you get plenty of rest

Knows it must’ve been hard being alone

So he wants you to recover from however long you missed the rest you’ve needed

You kid wants a new toy? He will counterfeit money and buy hundreds

9/10, a great dad

Lippmann -

Why the hell is your kid suddenly speaking other languages?

It’s Lippmann. He’s too smart and will make sure to compliment you in French, or Spanish, or German

Your kid becomes so well mannered

“Look, daddy is on TV!”

It’s always fun to have a movie night and watch his newest film

Your kid is an actor now, yeah

Expect many private shows staring your lover and your child

His favorite? Princess/prince with him as the knight

Such an incredible comforter to both you and your child

You’re stressed? He’ll make sure you’re okay while also dealing with whatever’s freaking you out

10/10, just perfect

Iceman -

So goddamn gentle

Your heart will melt, watch out

He’s soft spoken and it must be magic at how well he can console your kids whines

You may know of his work, but only what he does

Not the victims, days, times, anything

But you kid? Doesn’t know a single thing

“My daddy is a superhero”

Yeah, depends on who you ask

He is technically killing bad guys (bad guys to the pm that is)

When you lay down your kid he’ll pull you to the kitchen and play a record

Slow dancing and lifting you up with immense ease

9/10, you may have death of a overheated heart

Doc -

…kinda awkward

He is good with kids, of course

All his years in med school? He had to have seen some children

He’s shy with you, but not shocked you have a kid

Will never judge you, not for a second

Makes sure your body has healed correctly

Back pains from pregnancy (if you are the mom)? You don’t know how but he will heal it

Your kid is like a walking dictionary, muttering words that would only make sense to a surgeon

For a doctor, it’s ironic how much he offers candy to them

“Be good and you’ll get a lollipop from daddy.”

7/10, your kid is always healthy, but he’s a bit childish too

Chuuya -

if you’re a teen parent he won’t care

Supports you and your child with his new pm check

Remember that one wan episode when he said that he would spoil a puppy if he had one?

That’s how he is with your kid and you

You want to take the kid to a new amusement park but the lines are too long for the kid to wait?

He will rent the entire thing, boy has connections

A lot of the sheep were young, so he is good with kids

Won’t be great as a role model, but an amazing protector

Nothing will ever hurt you or the child

If you want, he will definitely let you move in

Warning, the house will be filled with toys that the two of you won’t know what to do with

Overall 7/10 his heart is in the right place but he’s so young

[zapreportsblog]

I love it. I felt like Jasper need to realize the animal diet was not working for him. He needs to learn sometimes trying something new does not always goes as planned.

Twilight

Jasper x Mom reader

The reader is Jasper's mom from when he was human. She was turned after he left for the army and believed he had died. She has long brown hair. She has the ability to speak any language just by touch. Garrett is her mate.

feel free to add anything..

Awww

❝my sweet boy❞

✭ pairing : jasper hale x reader x garrett

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : jasper keeps his past very tight lipped but when his mother turns up suddenly and get this she’s engaged to his adoptive fathers old friend, Garrett.

✭ authors note : fast as i can real delulu yelling out my man!

✭ twilight masterlist

In the heart of the forest, (Y/N) stood with her mate Garrett, a bond that had grown stronger through centuries of shared experiences. Her long brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, a stark contrast to the shimmering silver of her eyes. (Y/N) possessed an extraordinary ability, one that allowed her to understand and speak any language simply by touching the person. A skill that had come in handy during their nomadic existence.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the sky, (Y/N) felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She often thought about her human life, a time when she had been a mother to a young man named Jasper. He had left for war, only for her to receive news of his tragic demise shortly after. It was a pain that had never truly healed.

"Garrett," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of memories. "There's something I need to tell you."

Garrett turned his gaze toward her, concern etched into his features. "What is it, love?"

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) began recounting the tale of her human life, her voice tinged with sadness. "I had a son, Jasper. He left for war, and I was told he never returned. That he died on the battlefield."

Garrett's expression shifted from concern to surprise. "Jasper? I think I know him."

(Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? How could you know him?"

Garrett's eyes met hers, his voice laced with a mix of uncertainty and realization. "I think he survived, (Y/N). I believe he was adopted by an old friend of mine after he was turned."

(Y/N)'s heart raced, hope and disbelief warring within her. "That can't be true. I was told he died. Are you certain?"

Garrett nodded, conviction in his gaze. "I've seen him, (Y/N). He's part of a coven, the Cullens, and I've crossed paths with him. He's a vampire now."

Tears welled up in (Y/N)’s eyes, emotions swirling as memories resurfaced. She felt a mixture of joy and sorrow, the prospect of seeing her son again too overwhelming to ignore.

"Take me to him, Garrett," she implored. "Please, I need to see him."

Garrett's expression softened, his fingers gently brushing against (Y/N)’s cheek. "Of course, my love. If he's truly your son, you deserve to reunite."

With a newfound determination, (Y/N) and Garrett embarked on a journey to find the Cullen coven. As they approached the house, (Y/N)’s heart raced with anticipation. The prospect of seeing Jasper again, even in his immortal form, was almost too much to bear.

The door opened, revealing a strikingly beautiful family. A tall, blonde vampire with a strong yet gentle demeanor stepped forward.

"Hello," he greeted warmly. "I'm Carlisle Cullen. How can we help you?"

Y/N took a deep breath, her fingers tightening around Garrett's hand. "I'm (Y/N). This is Garrett. We've come to see someone. Someone named Jasper."

Carlisle's expression shifted from curiosity to understanding. "Ah, you must be (Y/N). Jasper has spoken of you."

Emotion choked (Y/N)’s voice. "May we see him? Please."

Carlisle nodded and stepped aside, allowing them entry. (Y/N)’s heart raced as she caught sight of him. Jasper stood a short distance away, his golden eyes meeting hers with a mixture of shock and recognition.

"Mother?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Tears streamed down (Y/N)’s cheeks as she took a step forward, her fingers trembling with a mixture of longing and joy. "Jasper, my sweet boy."

In an instant, they were wrapped in an embrace that transcended time and pain. (Y/N) held her son tightly, her heart finally finding the closure it had desperately sought for centuries.

As the Cullens watched the reunion unfold, a tangible bond of family and love, they understood the weight of the moment. (Y/N) had unearthed a piece of her past, and in doing so, had forged a new chapter in her immortal life.

Jasper's eyes remained locked with (Y/N)’s, disbelief and shock written across his face. He had thought his mother was long gone, lost to the ravages of time and the cruel circumstances of his transformation. And yet, here she stood before him, a living testament to the unexpected twists of fate.

"Mother," Jasper managed to choke out, his voice trembling with a mix of emotions. "Is it really you?"

Tears glistened in (Y/N)’s eyes as she nodded, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Yes, Jasper. It's me, my dear boy."

Emotion washed over Jasper, the floodgates of memories opening wide. His human life, the love he had for his mother, the pain of parting, all of it surged to the forefront of his mind. He stepped closer, his arms hesitantly encircling her once more, the years of separation melting away in that simple embrace.

"You were turned," Jasper murmured, his voice a mixture of wonder and realization. "You've become like me."

(Y/N) nodded, her fingers gently brushing against his cheek. "Yes, after I believed you were gone, the pain was too much to bear. Garrett found me, and he changed me."

Jasper's gaze shifted to Garrett, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assessed the man who stood beside his mother. Garrett, for his part, met Jasper's gaze with a mixture of understanding and respect.

"I owe you an explanation," Garrett said calmly. "Your mother and I are mates now."

Jasper's eyes widened, the gravity of the situation settling in. "Mates?"

(Y/N$ nodded, her fingers intertwining with Garrett's. "Yes, Jasper. Garrett has been by my side for centuries. He's helped me heal, helped me find a new purpose."

Jasper's emotions were a whirlwind—confusion, surprise, and an underlying sense of happiness for his mother. He glanced back at (Y/N), his eyes searching her face for answers.

"You're engaged?" Jasper asked, his tone a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

(Y/N) smiled softly, a blush touching her cheeks. "Yes, we are."

Garrett added, his voice filled with genuine warmth, "Jasper, your mother is an extraordinary woman. We've found strength and love in each other."

Jasper's expression softened, his initial reservations giving way to a growing acceptance of the situation. He had been through enough in his immortal life to know that love could be found in the most unexpected places.

"I'm glad you found each other," Jasper said, his voice sincere. "You deserve happiness, Mom."

(Y/N)’s smile widened, relief and gratitude evident in her eyes. "Thank you, Jasper."

As the trio stood together, the weight of the past and the promise of the future intertwined, Jasper felt a sense of belonging he hadn't experienced in a long time. The reunion had brought about an unexpected twist in his immortal existence, one that would forever change the dynamics of his relationship with his mother and her mate.

In that moment, Jasper realized that even in the world of vampires and eternal life, connections could be mended and new bonds formed. And as he looked at (Y/N) and Garrett, hand in hand, he knew that their love story was a testament to the resilience of the human heart, even in the face of immortality.

[mononijikayu]

buono san valentino, 2025;

i went to the garden of love, and saw what i never had seen: a chapel was built in the midst, where i used to play on the green. and the gates of this chapel were shut, and ‘thou shall not’ written over the door; so i turned to the garden of love, that so many sweet flowers bore. and i saw it was filled with graves, and tomb-stones where flowers should be: and priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, and binding with briars, my joys & desires. - garden of love, william blake;

hello this is kayu!!! i write to you to thank you for your amazing love and affection towards me and my writing. my heart is full because of your love and your lovely comments and your interactions!!! i know that i still have a lot to do in order to improve as a writer, so i will do my best over and over again, in order to be someone that would bring you the best stories i can!!! valentines day is just around the corner and to give you all my affection for all of you - i decided to do another special of romance, which you guys voted on!!!

the stories are going to tell tales of love and tell varieties of stories that i've thought about over time. as you know, from the vote - nanami, sukuna and megumi won. and all of them, are going to be reflections of love i have felt and seen and enjoyed and wrought over. so i hope you enjoy it!!! these fics will post from february 6th, february 10th and february 14th!!! thank you so much once again!!!

i love you all!!!

i'll see you then!!! <3

It’s in the little things that were hard to notice at times.

It's the way he loves you in the quiestest and yet loudest way all at once. It’s the way he waits for you after class, leaning casually against a wall, trying to look indifferent even though you know he’s been there for a while.

It’s the way he keeps track of your favorite snacks and quietly slips them into your bag when you’re too busy to remember eating. It’s the way he insists on walking on the side of the road closest to the street, his hand brushing yours like a silent promise of protection.

It's the way he would take off his coat and press it against your body, his warmth protecting you from the winter cold. And it makes your heart beat over and over with love. It was easy to see, how much he loved you. Fushiguro Megumi isn’t great with words, you knew that much. He has always told you this, even from the beginning. But he always makes sure to that he was there to make you feel his devotion, every single time — always. He always loves you, like a good old fashioned lover boy.

[ R E A D H E R E ]

“You know.....” you said to him all the sudden, looking at the distance with your ghostly eyes. “Sometimes it feels like you’re all I can hear.” He turned to you, brow furrowing in curiosity as he watched you carefully. He was trying to get what you were saying, so nothing was left unknown. That's how it was. That's how he wanted it. “What do you mean?” “In this world, everything else is so quiet." you said, a small smile on your lips. "The birds are gone, the hum of life faded. But you....The sound of your breath, your voice when you choose to speak—it cuts through the silence. All the time. It always keeps me sane.” Kento’s hand slowly found yours, rough fingers curling around your palm. He looked at your face, smiling back at you. His caramel eyes shining brightly against your blurry own. Even if he couldn't hear you whatsoever, you were certainly the best person to understand him most.

He could watch your lips blossom the words that needed to be spoken brightly against his tender eyes. Words he held dear closest to his heart. “And you’re all I can see." he admitted, voice low but steady. “Everything else is gray in the world somehow and to be sure, quite too empty. But you—you’re vivid. You are technicolor. You are....."

He stops himself. He was lucky, how you couldn't see how pathetic he was. You wouldn't notice how red he is all over.

Everything. He thinks to himself. You are everything. To me.

General Ryomen Sukuna slowly kneels before you, his imposing military uniform tarnished by streaks of mud as the thick fabric brushes against the soggy ground.

The scent of heavy rain and brutish burnt iron lingers in the despotic air. His long gloved fingers, rough yet commanding, pressed gently beneath your weary chin.

He was tilting your face upward, even when you didn't want to. You fought back but it was futile. His palm touch was firm.

And yet, eveything aboht such touch was familiar. It was all too memorable. It was all too eager to seep back into your life.

Ryomen Sukuna wanted meet your eyes. More than anything, he wanted to see your face. Ten years, he had waited for this. Ten long years. And he won't wait any longer. The whole world narrows to the sharp gleam in his scarlet eyes. There it was, that same cruel beauty of his smile tugging at lips that have long haunted your dreams.

Just as when you were kids. Just like when you last saw him. The boy he was, you were truly certain, was no longer there. Perhaps he never was. But you mourn for it all the same.

You knew him once, after all. "It's been a while, my flower." he murmurs, voice low and velvety, each word steeped in familiar history. Your heart thrums wildly, every beat rattling against your ribcage as your breath falters. Time feels fragile in his presence—like that heavy glass on the verge of shattering ever so easily. "Did you miss me?"

[toomanyideasandfandoms]

i had an idea about Death Seeking creator! So imagine Kaeya is the one to find our diary.

Kaeya Albreich. Mr. Cool as ice, flirty McFlirts-a-lot, the second character we get automatically (and hardest to C6 HOYO RERUN HIS ASS ALREADY ITS BEEN 4 YEARS <_<)

The guy who already feels immense guilt over how things ended with diluc because of his heritage, finds his entry and it's just...so much hope and potential from the creator only for it to come crashing down in a fit of despair, because he was the FIRST TO KILL US

can you even begin to imagine how much MORE guilt he'd feel because of it?

an example: "I saw kaeya today! he's always been my favorite character, seeing him at the angels share makes this feel all the more real! I still don't know how i came here, but maybe with his help, he and i can persuade the knights to try and understand whats going on?"

*suspiciously dark red hand print stains the end of the page*

"i don't...i don't understand? did i do something wrong? i went up to talk to kaeya, but the moment i said hello, his eye narrowed at me and he attacked me with his sword! i ran, i ran so hard, all the way to starsnatch cliffs! but he kept following me, throwing shards of ice every chance he got. And that look on his face, it was so angry! it was like i had personally offended him, but i've never spoken to him before now! he backed me up to the cliffs edge, and with a single slash of his sword he...

...why did he kill me? what did i do wrong?"

MY WORD/pos

My mans can't catch a break can he? HE WOULD FEEL SO GUILTY

Though I don't think he would go guns blazing (or sword swing I should say-) immediately at the first encounter. I've already written on how I feel Kaeya would be with "imposters" (it's somewhere in the Death Seeking tag).

But with the diary idea added onto this the amount of guilt he would feel when reading the entry about his manipulation, seeing them curse him thinking he was different and actually wanting to help. GOD THAT WOULD TEAR UP HIS INSIDES.

And then seeing the more scribbled entries mentioning the next encounters they had where they freaked him out enough to attack out of fear and such. MAN

The amount of begging for forgiveness he would be doing is just incomprehensible. Like he would actually look like a dying pathetic man begging for his life. Omg my head is swirling over this its so good.

[deadpool15]

Sugarbaby vibes ✨️

I walked out of the fitting room wearing the shit Chanel set. Let's be honest I looked to fucking die for, but once I saw the price it looked mid. Of course I wanted it and speaking of price it's Chanel what did I expect. If anything I suggested, let's go thrifting, as you can tell I didn't grow up with money. I'm still trying to get used to living this life now, it's crazy hoe just last week I was struggling to afford a pack of fucking Ramen at the convenience store and now I live in a penthouse. Your girl did, in fact, come up in life. You all better be proud. All thanks to the one and only Bada Lee.

Bada is about 28, and I'm 22, so there is a slight age gap if you care about any of that. Shit I didn't. I just needed someone to pay my bills. How we met it quite an interesting story if you think about it, I mean, I didn't sign up for a sugar mama like on the weird ass movies or stories you see on Wattpad. I was, in fact, working as a waiter in this high-end restaurant with might I add a shitty pay. Why are we serving all this expensive ass shit and in only getting made a few bucks in an hour? It's giving slavery, and not mentions my boss who, like most men, convince himself within the 3 minutes of hiring me that I was destined to be his furtre wife and the mother of his children as he call it. If you wanted to know what crazy looks like, we'll Mr. Kim is a prime example.

But we are getting of topic. See, I don't wanna tell you about my overly obsessive ass boss. I wanna tell you about the women who turned my life around. Serving tables is absolute shit, especially when no matter how rich one is, they never tip. "Hey Blue, bossman says he needs you at table six." I turned around to my partner in crime, Leslie. I'm happy to see her until I realized what she said, "I'm on break, though, like all these people around here . Can't he bother someone else." She gave me a sad smile and shrugged, "no, you know he likes to watch you suffer, because he expects after a while you will give in and let him take you out on a date." I stare at her with disgust.

"Yea, never mind your you're right. I'll take my chances with the wolves again. I'm just get going. If he asks again, make sure to tell him I chose getting screamed and yelled at my rich elderly woman over acknowledging his existence. " I hurried and jog off before she could say anything, grabbing my notepad and pen out of my pocket I had towards table six. With the biggest fake smile on. The love I have for these customers is crazy.

I stand there saying my usual line in the most chipper voice one can muster, whiteout even looking at the person sitting down in front of me. "Hello, ladies and gentlemen. I'm blue and very happy to serve you tonight. So what can I get, you folks?" I hear someone speak before muttering something about how I'm pretty, then I finally gather the courage to look up and see a group of women. All dressed to perfection, clothes tailored just to fit their figure. Those majority of them look around my age or slightly older. After a moment of being caught in a daze while overanlyzing them, I turn to her the tallest one of the bun speak up. "I would like to have a water to drink and just some shrimp pasta."

I make eye contact with her and my God. This is the most beautiful creature I've ever seen in my life. It almost feels like i should have to pay a fee to look upon her face. My stare moves down to her lips and not e how nice and pump they are. I would kill to suck on those lips, to feel what they tasted like even. I realize I've just been staring at her while the rest of the women have spoken uo about their order already. "Oo, I'm s-so sorry." I state being an absolute nervous wreck while looking down at my notepad. I hope she didn't notice that. "It's fine, sweetheart," I heard the girl that was referred to ad Lusher somewhere in the conversation state to me. I hurry up and excuse myself to go get their orders. She keeps staring at me, bitting the inner part of her check. Eventually, they leave after a while, leaving a $200 tip for me. I almost couldn't believe it. This I'd the first time someone has ever given me that much money as a tip.

After a while, the girl continues to come to our little restaurant. Same table, same confidence aura and everything. She makes it seem as if she is trying to just get something to eat. We continue to see each other even after work. She would pop in on my breaks, and around the time, I would clock out. She was intimidating. I'll get her that. I spoke with class, and her vibe just let you know she had money. And it seemed she had her eyes on a certain girl. Me. Though, after beating around the bush, Bada told me exactly what she wanted. "I want to take care of you. You'll never have to worry about a single thing when you're with me. Or lift a finger. Give you the life you deserve, baby. I mean, you are a cute little waitress, but you can be so much more. Why waste your time when you have me. Just say the words, and I'll take care of you."

Some might've immediately said yes, and to be honest, I would've to. Until Bada told me there were rules. Which did kinda throw me off a bit. I mean, I thought I had the whole idea down until well, I realized I didn't. It wasn't just about the money it was the pleasure. How much would she give me, and fuck did she give me a lot. Well lived by only a few rules, but Bada took them very seriously.

Rule 1: Don't question anything

Rule 2: Don't talk back

Rule 3: Don't touch yourself

You should've seen the look on my face when I heard the third rule, I mean, at the bright age of 22, who the hell doesn't masturbate. Literally made no sense to me until she tried to explain it further. "I give you pleasure. I'm the only one who should be touching you. I'm general baby. You belong entirely to me. That's how this works. Therefore, you shouldn't be doing anything without my permission cupcake." After finally going over the terms, I agreed in the end. At the end of the day, I was a broke college student who desperately needed the money, and Bada just so happens to be the sexy older one willing to give it to me. In a sense, I was happy with my current predicament. My life was going well. Now, back to what I was saying earlier.

I stared at myself in the mirror. Sometimes, I forget that I can look this good. "Yea, ayye, get it, girl." In the process of hyping myself up, I finally hear a voice speak up from behind me, scaring the absolute shit out of me. "I'm glad you like it, baby. It does look good on you, I told you I have an eye for beautiful things. I mean, just look at my baby girl." She says while holding on to my waist, kissing my neck slowly. I smile for a while until I realize what she is doing. "Baby, we are in public, a fitting room at that. We aren't doing that here," I say, trying to be firm while avoiding her glaze in the mirror.

"What did I tell you about saying no to me, huh? Do you make the rules?" She forcefully grabbed my chin when she caught on to the act. She grabs my breast while still making eye contact with me in the mirror. "That's right, just stand right here, ok? Gonna be my good girl, right?" I stare at the door, thinking about the people outside that will hear us. While I'm thinking about them, Bada moved the hand that was holding me under my top, slowly circling my right nipple. "Gonna be good, right?" She asks again,she never has enough patience to ask again. It seems she is being nice today. I nod my head at her question this time.

"Word babygirl, I need to hear you. Let them hear you. Just stop all that thinking for me." I whimper at her words. Finally, forgetting about the staff in the store. She moves her hand down my body, teasing me with her pace. "P-please, I'll be g-good. Gonna be so good for you." She smirks, looking down at my face before moving her hand towards my soaked pussy. "Always so f-fucking good for me, aren't you? My precious little baby. Just needs to be filled, like always." I look into her eyes in the mirror about to answer her before she insert a finger into me, all while still playing with my breasts. She knows my body like the back of her hand. Doesn't even have to try to find the spot.

"Yea, right there, come on. I can't hear you, baby girl." I know exactly the game she is playing at, but I can only stand there moaning like a bitch in heat being held on my weak jelly-like legs as she adds two more fingers. While she grinds her hips into me, fuck those bloody dancers and there hips. "Y-yes y-yes... shit o fuck right there". She just smiles at my reactions. Assuming to her if anything. "Were gonna buy this little outfit, then I'm gonna by 28 fucking more just to fuck the shit out of you in them. And you gonna let me, aren't you?. Gonna take it like a good girl who just needs her holes filled, right?" I shake my head, screaming yes over and over again while nodding profusely. Seems that's the only word my brain can come up with as she starts to suck down on my neck leaving marks while circling my clit with her thumbs. And she still continues to thrust those same three fingers in and out of me ob command.

"Fucked you dumb, aww that's adorable baby. But we just started, " She says while smirking, and I stare at her in a mix of fear and pleasure. "Now open those legs wider for me, baby girl."

[hazbinhotelreimaginedproject]

hi there! I'm a fellow artist and hazbin hotel fan..i just wanted to ask if you have an Velvette redesign? Also, can you follow my account please? Only if you want to. That's all I have to say rn. Love your work!!☆

Part. 7 The Vees

Hazbin Hotel reimagine/redesign! (For fun!)

TW/// Mentioned Sex trafficking & ED

🌐🦈Volt (Vox)🦈🌐

Reimagined! Vox desc:

A sinner with a shark form who replaced his face with his alias' namesake, The Television Demon was a TV salesman in the 1950's, obsessed with technological progress and a proud transhumanist. Imagine his surprise when it turned out the afterlife exists. ↓↓↓

The TV demon has the reputation of a coolheaded businessman, but his personality is neurotic to say the least. He is very loud, overly enthusiastic, and treats everything, no matter how minor or petty, with the highest level of seriousness.

He tried to get Alastor on his side, to show him that radio is outdated and he'd be much better off replacing his face with a monitor as well. Needless to say that interaction didn't go so well, and his clueless ass still has no idea what he said to make him so angry in the first place.

(Keeping the description vague so it can be expanded upon once s2 comes out)

💷🐅Valentino🐅💷

Reimagined! Valentino desc:

The biggest critique I have for both HH and HB are their weak villains. Much like Stella, Valentino feels like a shallow caricature of an abuser that adds nothing to the story besides 'abuse bad', and does little to warn or educate audiences about it. To me, his character is ultimately worthless. Which is why I overhauled him and made him into an abuser people could actually encounter in real life.

An exotic pet trader sent to hell, The Predator Demon began to shift from animal to human trafficking. He is friendly, soft-spoken, reads poetry, plays chess, and never talks about work in his free time. If you were to meet him outside the studio, it's easy to develop respect for him.

It's only when you see firsthand what he does to his employees that your beliefs would be shaken. Still, he'd assure you that it's necessary to discipline workers when they're not doing their job right. A part of you truly believes such a pleasant man would never do something like this without a reason, so you're inclined to believe him. He doesn't find Angel or even most people he works with attractive, he just does what he has to do to keep them in line.

💋😻Velvette😻💋

Reimagined! Velvette desc:

The youngest overlord to ever raise to the title, The Vanity Demon is a social media obsessed 18 year old fashionista. She comes from a rich family so she knows how to rub shoulders with the elite. She also knows how to make people insecure and dependant on her to 'fix them', so she quickly amassed enough souls to be one of the big 3.

She was the one who founded hell's social media where she promotes EDs, look shaming, and toxicity. While she likes to present herself as a diva, she is actually very preppy and unoriginal, stealing her workers' ideas and passing them as her own.

While she is tied to the angel's head plot, she gradually gathers more information on the who and how of the event. Eventually when the angels come to attack the hotel, she finally learns about angelic steel and who is skilled enough to weild it - Vaggie. Rest assured that little angel won't be leaving her sight any time soon.

Hello! Thank you so much! I'm so glad you like my stuffs!! I've been very selective in who I follow recently so I won't be able to follow unfortunately 😔, but this ask finally gave me the push I needed to redesign the Vees! I think their desighns fit them really well but with the AU evolving I wanted to fully me-ify them! Hope you have a great day!!! :33

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Hello! I’m new to the demon slayer fandom and I’m in love with the upper moons (specifically Douma and Akaza) haha.

I was wondering if I could have some headcanons for each of the upper moons + Muzan and what their s/o would be like? Like personality wise, what would their s/o act like, or what would make them fall for their s/o? If that makes sense?

Thank you very much! If you don’t feel comfortable writing that, that’s totally fine! I really enjoy your writing!!

Their type♡

AS YOU SHOULD!! I've been in the Fandom for so long I'm glad more ppl are loving the upper moons omg. Also thank you so much!! Hope u like this one♡♡♡

Warnings: mention of manga spoilers, gender natural reader, mention of killing

Akaza

Akaza type of s/o is someone who's kind and gentle. Having a person or even a demon show akaza genuine kindness wasn't always on his side even as a human, so he seeks out someone who can give him genuine kindness and have a gentle approach and not a hostile one.

Akaza's love language is acts of service. He wants to take care of his s/o, protect them, and be there for them mentally and physically. A love language he'd want in his s/o are words of affirmation

Akaza loves to be told he's appreciated for the things he does, praised and even admired for what he does.

Akaza falls for his s/o because he admires their strength. Man or woman doesn't matter, He hates weak humans and finds them better off dead and would gladly do it himself but when meeting his s/o for the first time in a fight they never gave up and saying powerful words like "my weakness of being human is what makes you strong"

Akaza can't help but love a strong human, and finding an s/o is strong is definitely the way to make him catch his heart

Douma

Douma hasn't really given it much thought on what he likes in his s/o personality, but one thing douma happens to get in everyone around him is someone who's more straightforward and direct.

Douma maybe all jokes and giggles and not seem to have a care in the world but he likes to have a person in his life who can clarify mistakes and even call out his own even if it makes him upset.

Doumas love language is gift giving. He'll listen to the things his s/o likes and will buy or even try to craft the things his s/o likes and give gifts at random. A love language he'd like in his s/o is someone who can communicate which can fall under quality time

Douma deep down needs a person to sit down and understand him even if his words and mindset can be unusual but even so he wants to know there's someone out there who can love douma for his flaws of having a lack of understanding feelings

Douma falls for his s/o because of how understanding they can be and can solve out a problem logically without bashing him or judging him.

Kokushibo

Kokushibo's type of s/o is someone like him, but also have a humorish side to them. Someone who is mature and relaxed but also doesn't mind when his s/o wants to tease or bother him

Kokushibo's love language is quality time. A love language he'd want in his s/o would be physical touch

Kokushibo is a quiet man. He only speaks unless spoken to, most of kokushibo and his s/o times together, whether they're both on night walks or even sitting in the same room, no talking always needs to be involved, just kokushibo having his s/o by his side holding his hand or hugging him is enough

Kokushibo falls for his s/o because they genuinely enjoy his company. Despite him being the strongest upper moon even he needs someone to stay by his side and not find him boring or toss him aside for someone eles

Muzan

Muzan's type of s/o is someone who is submissive. Someone who follows what he says down to the letter and not question any of his decisions. Muzan's tone of voice wouldn't change with his s/o and speak to them like how speaks to others but would sometimes have a more gentle approach, depending on the situation

Muzan would want an s/o whose love language is expression of affection and love. He expects to be loved and admired from his s/o and have his s/o show how their love for him also comes with loyalty. Muzan loves when his s/o kisses his hand when he's achieved something, hugs when you complement how healthy and strong he looks every day

Muzan's love language is physical touch. As scary and dominant as he can be, when it's time for him to lay down or even sleep, he wants to have his s/o in his arms. If he's having a meeting with his upper ranks, he won't allow his s/o leave but instead sit his s/o on his lap with his hand on his s/o waist while having the meeting.

Muzan fell his s/o because of their understanding of his fear of death. He knew he was a coward and how brutal he could be to save his own skin, but someone who could somehow understand his twisted ways made him his heart skip a beat

Nakime

Nakime's type of s/o is someone who is artistic and passionate about it. Nakime isn't picking with arts, but her s/o just has to be into some kinda arts like herself to bond over it

Nakime's love language is quality time, and she'd want an s/o whose love language also loves quality time. She would want someone to listen to her biwa playing and acknowledge her for her musical skills rather than her blood demon art for just being useful to muzan.

Nakime would like if her s/o is talkative. Someone who keeps the conversation going when she wants to talk about her interests and even listen to her s/o interests.

Nakime fell for her s/o because they wanted to hear her music. It is Canon that Nakime used to make music in her past life as a human, so when you listened to her music and praised her talents it made her it made her fall in love instantly

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hello 👋

I've read some of your fics and I enjoy them a lot esp Taehoon.

I wanted to ask if you could do a fic about Taehoon getting into a serious fight with his s/o and how the would try to make up with them.

Genre: angst to fluff basically.

If you don't do angst then please discard this.

Thanks either way

I'll go by Black anon

Hey black anon. Thanks for the ask and reading my brainrot 🥰 the fight isn't serious serious, the angst isn't angst angst, and the fluff isn't fluff fluff but at least the DILF makes an appearance!

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Fall out

Taehoon says it's not that serious

Hansu notices something is wrong when you didn't come round for the third day in a row.

He takes his glasses off and sighs.

"Whatever you've done Taehoon, just apologise."

"I haven't done shit, old man."

"Taehoon."

Taehoon throws his dad a scowl, before turning back and glaring at his phone.

For the last 20 minutes, he's been absentmindedly scrolling through photos of you both.

You always seem so happy in the photos. And well, you're happy in person too. But there's something special about how your eyes crinkle and face lights up. It really is worth a thousand words.

And Taehoon himself, if not candid, is usually posing with a smirk or a glare. Typical really. Yet very occasionally, in rare instances, the camera captures how he looks at you - like you're the whole world.

He wrinkles his nose at this. Are you serious? This is how he looks? Like a love sick idiot? Urgh.

God, tonight fucking sucks and this whole thing fucking sucks.

He wouldn't be in this predicament if he could just face his feelings. Who has he got to blame but himself.

Sure, you've been dating for a little while now. However the fallout happened a few days ago. You asked him to meet your parents, as most couples do; Taehoon had recoiled and dismissed you, despite how upset you were getting. He regretted the words as soon as he said them.

"But I see your dad all the time!"

"It's not the same."

"How is it not the same?"

"It just isn't."

"You can't just avoid my family forever,"

"..."

"What sort of boyfriend doesn't meet their partner's family at least once?"

"..."

"We've been together for 9 months-"

"We're not that serious."

"Oh. Right."

And you, feeling humiliated and rejected, didn't say anything else and left. You haven't spoken to him since.

Look, he knows his argument isn't ruled by logic and it doesn't make sense. Yes, you see his dad a lot but you hang around at the studio and his house a lot too. Of course you would see Hansu.

But Taehoon meeting your parents? It seems momentous. Like a huge milestone.

Like... You're someone special.

Like you're his and he's yours.

Like finally admitting that he loves-

Like knowing if he were to lose you, then it would hurt.

Or if he wasn't able to protect you, and you would be gone, then-

Well, what then.

He didn't think he had it in him to care for someone else after Dowoon. But you came along, wormed your way into his life and his heart, and now?

If anything happened, he knows he wouldnt be the same. That if you went, you would take a piece of him. That even with time, the emptiness would still never heal.

Taehoon knows his whole argument is stupid. Because all these things were true months ago and they're true right now.

That really, he upset you for no reason.

Fuck.

"Fine. FINE!" Hansu looks over at his son's outburst in surprise.

"I'll apolog- call Y/N.”

"You should get her some flowers too,"

"Dad. Shut it."

Hansu looks at Taehoon disapprovingly. Seriously, who raised this brat?

.

.

You wait on your doorstep, tapping your foot impatiently.

You're still mad at him (and embarrassed). But when could you ever say no to Taehoon? He asked to meet you, you reluctantly agreed, but this bastard hasn't even said a word yet.

"Don't interrupt," You weren't even saying anything! Taehoon throws you a glare just for good measure. But you notice the way he fidgets, and he never fidgets. He's self confident to the core.

"I didn't mean what I said. I-" did Taehoon actually gulp? "I'm serious about you. Pretty fucking serious, ok. And if meeting your family makes you happy then," he shrugs, "fine. Let's do it now."

Hold on. You think you hurt your neck from his whiplash.

You're torn between actually wanting to introduce your delinquent boyfriend finally to everyone, and wanting to grill him. It's not everyday Taehoon gets into his feelings.

The latter wins out.

"Wait," you cross your arms and continue blocking his way in, "why the change of heart?"

Taehoon glowers at you. He sees your relaxed stance, the way you have loosened up even as you're playing hard to get.

Whatever, he isn't a coward.

"You're the most important person to me. I want you to be happy."

Oh. If you weren't soft before, then you definitely are now. This man is going to be the death of you.

You reach out and pull his cheeks, smiling at him fondly. "You asshole."

"Cut it out," he bats at your hands half heartedly.

"Was that so hard?"

"Just let me in,"

"Nope!"

"Don't you want me to say hi?"

"..."

"Don't you want to introduce your boyfriend?"

"Ack. Ok, fine fine." You finally let go and move aside.

... Something catches your eyes.

"Taehoon, you bought flowers?!"

[natashasbitxh]

Okay so for people in diff timezones, it's around 4am on the 13th April for me, so the 11th was about two days ago

But I've been meaning to make a little post

Thursday marked the year anniversary of Smosh's tntl with Starkid. Now I know to some that means absolutely nothing, but to me it's a little special because this means I've now been a proper smosh fan and on smoshblr for around a year now☹️

I would say I REALLY became apart of smoshblr around November when I became shaynse anon and I don't want to sound cringey but I actually believe that I have changed quite a bit since then blogwise and even personalitywise even though its been a couple of months

I guess I just wanted to make a post to say from the bottom of my heart thank you, the mutuals and anons I've gained the past couple of months is a lot compared to me pre shaynse anon. I really found my footing on tumblr and gained a lot more confidence all thanks to this little community 🙂

I will never forget shaynse day, its still CRAZY to me that even one person thought of me, never mind multiple. I remember when that happened (people reaching out to me), I was giddy for days and I was ready to explode because I had nobody in real life to talk to it about😭 So thank you SO much

To anybody that has even liked or reblogged a post of mine, thank you. To anybody that has clicked on my blog and had a little look around, thank you. To anybody that has given me a follow or sent in an ask, THANK YOU. I know it seems small, but even a little interaction truly makes my day. I love this little corner of the internet☹️🫶

Theres a few mutual that I absolutely HAVE to thank, because you guys truly are such a big part of tumblr for me.

(Now, please understand that these are people specific to SMOSHBLR🙏)

@jovenshires, hi bestie🙂 you've genuinely done SO much for me since I sent that silly little ask to you, indirectly or not. I definitely don't think I'd have my little place on smoshblr without you, shaynse anon was A MOMENT. I still think about the Christmas gift you gave to me daily, it genuinely warms my heart sm that you'd think to create something for me☹️ AND YOU THOUGHT OF IT WHILE I WAS STILL ONLY A LITTLE ANON☹️ Thank you SO much for helping me be welcomed into this space🫶

@lilac-hecox, I don't think we've directly spoken a lot? But we interact with eachother quite a bit, and ur blog?? OBSESSED. Anyway recent memory on April 1st I just remember booping the HELL out of ur page and u booping just as much back😭🫶

@wallpaper-inside-my-heart, I genuinely think about the smoshblr december asks SO MUCH. That was such a sweet thing for you to do and I rlly think it brought the fandom sm closer, and it was so kind how you acknowledged like almost everybody's posts almost EVERYDAY. It was so fun talking to you abt our interests🫶

@ancientvamp, hello to my shaynse SOLDIER OMG🫶 We both fill up the shaynse tag SM and I LOVE IT😭 Ur like my no.1 shaynse blog probably, like sometimes I feel we are SO on the same wavelength. I just think ur rlly neat!! 🫶

@bomikalover, HELLO TO ANOTHER SHAYNSE SOLDIER!!! My shaynse bestie!! Your edits are SOOO iconic, and I'm so happy to have been able to let you know chanse saw ur edit, that was literally insane and I was so happy for u☹️ ur just so 🫶🫶🫶

now there are SO MANY PEOPLE I'd LOVE to tag, but I thought I'd narrow it down to just a few that I've properly interacted with. To any mutuals that see this, please don't take offense, not my intention AT ALL!!! In fact, HI HI HI!!! If you'd like, PLEASE reach out or interact with me!! I'd always love to communicate, whether that's in reblogs, comments etc!!

I do actually have a project I want to do as an almost celebration, but I kinda had to scrap and restart my whole idea because it wasn't going how I wanted😭 so bear with! And also I'll probably do something for the anniversary of shaynse day, cause why not🤷‍♀️

ANYWAY, long story short THANK YOU to all and to smoshblr for being such a welcoming and sweet area on the Internet when everywhere else is often not🫶

-love, shaynse anon

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hello again!

Reading some interviews I’m curious about the teaser that “Dubai will be explosive/spicy etc.”

What do you think will happen in Dubai this season- if you were to speculate freely? Will there be violence? Do you think there will be horror and even frights? What kind of horror in that case? Truths seem to be coming to the surface - from maybe all of our main characters? Also how(!) do you think stuff will play out - I feel there’s been a lot of good speculation and of course the books are there about the what - but I’m getting more and more curious about the how of it all - if that makes sense?

Would love to hear your thoughts! Thank you!

Hey!

I've spoken about this before, but... I expect some kind of Merrick-esque fallout in Dubai, coming also with some kind of reveal wrt to "The Groan".

So - emotional impact and also lore-story-line explosion: 1000% :)

I just reblogged a bit of a discussion-meta wrt the revisit of episode 5 here, and I really am nodding along there, because I also feel that one of the big emotional gut punches will be that Merrick-diary-reveal (that was also a sucker punch for book readers back then!). And the attempted suicide after that.

Now, if that is really Marius in the trailer... then "Those Who Must Be Kept" are likely near. IF that holds, then they could be connected to "The Groan". That said, Lestat has to show up for s3 in some kind of manner as well, soo...

I think that Dubai will be increasingly painful. Memories will come back, years of memory, as was said in the trailer. Both Daniel and Louis will be deeply affected. Truths will come out. About their lives, about what they believed of themselves.

About what happened, and why.

The why will be the horror I think.

And the who.

Now, there are a lot of possibilities flitting around my brain as to how the season could end, tbh, but it's a bit difficult to pin down:

There's

Lestat waking up to save Louis , literally shaking the tower's foundations (which would be in line with Merrick, but might be too much "white savior" for the show, however, there was a version that Anne thought about writing first that the show might play with). This is what I think will happen.^^

Akasha waking up in the basement, literally shaking the tower to pieces (she did destroy the tomb under the ice when she rose)

Lestat coming from somewhere else and crashing the party

or Lestat coming onto the radio/TV/internet after all with his rock career

or something entirely new which has to do with the "great conversion"

Personally I think the rockstar career happened in the 80s, it just didn't lead to the same events, in a way proven by Daniel being old now.

We will need to have Lestat "there" somehow for s3.

I think Daniel will continue the interview for at least the next season. I think he will also remember something wrt Lestat.

I do hope for a 4 person play in Dubai in s3.

Imagine Armand, Louis, Lestat and Daniel on a couch, all aware of what the other knows (well, apart from life stories). The bitching, the pettiness, the hidden aggression. Glorious. I would love that.

I do not think there will be violence. Armand loves both Daniel and Louis way too much for that, and Marius would not hurt them either. IF there is violence then that is coming from another source, and if it isn't Akasha... I cannot quite see someone becoming violent, not really. Self-destructive, yes. But against another there? Mhhh. The books coming down on Daniel will most certainly connected to a cataclysmic event, and that... will likely be connected to "The Groan", imho.

And that cataclysmic event will then carry us into s3 :)

Sorry if this isn't... precise.

There is a LOT they could play with and while I see the arc building they might choose to pull something else in, maybe, like the threat by Rhoshamandes, maybe. Or even a Talamasca threat, something Anne toyed with, but never really wrote up.

So there are... possibilities.

The only sure thing is, imho, that it's going to hurt, and that it will bring us to s3 :))))))

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hello haply sts! is there a character dynamic you've really been thinking about lately? why?

HELLO!!! Thanks for the ask!

I mean, there's dozens of character dynamics I've been thinking about, but mostly for my dnd characters.

However, one that I've been playing with in my mind for a while is the two main characters from divinity wip. The protagonist is a (trans) woman who is slowly being turned into a god against her will, complete with divine powers that are destroying her (mortal) body.

The deuteragonist is her best friend and qpr partner who is hopelessly devoted to her. They basically end up becoming her first paladin, but it begs the question "is there any future for a mortal who loves a god?"

The woman-who-is-becoming-a-god wants to tell her friend to leave, so they don't have to see her losing her humanity, slowly dying in all the ways that matter. But she also is so afraid of being alone that she can't bring herself to ask. And it wouldn't matter anyways, bc her friend would never leave her, not in heaven or hell or anywhere in between. And yes, this is a tragedy, so... we'll see how that ends up for them. :)) (god/paladin, god/martyr tragic (platonic) love story anyone?)

The dynamics that really fuck me up though are my boy Rook and his two mentors never ever fails to fuck me up. Also Carrion and his mentor, and one of his party members.

[putting this under the cut bc as always when I talk about these two it got ridiculously long.]

Rook's first mentor, Zara, was the first person to ever truly be kind to him. She was the captain of the pirate ship he sailed on for 6 years. Because of how important she was to him, both as a figure of authority and as a mentor, and also just as a good influence in his life, Rook ended up kind of idolizing her. And after being trapped aboard the Sea Snake for two years, a lot of mental escapism and maladaptive daydreaming made that idolization even stronger. So at this point she's practically a god in his eyes, and he would forgive her for anything. He gets to see her again in a few sessions for the first time in 3 years, and I'm not kidding when I say that this is going to be the most important session I will ever play as him, I think. He never got to say goodbye to her the first time, and she's been feeling guilty as fuck over him getting captured, but she never came to rescue him. oh it's gonna be so good. I can't imagine that his idolization and his willingness to forgive her for anything and do anything for her will help with the guilt she's feeling...

And then there's Sigmar, Rook's second mentor, who he met during the campaign. He taught Rook some fun combat moves, and promised to help Rook defeat Captain Wolf (the vengeful pirate captain who was kidnapped him twice now). Sigmar told the party bard while Rook was sleeping that if he had been in Zara's position, he would have killed Captain Wolf and burned her ship to the ground to get Rook back, or died trying. He also was helping Rook hide his demon curse from the party. HOWEVER, he turned out to actually be a corpse being controlled and spoken through by the BBEG of the whole campaign, and the party ripped said corpse to pieces in front of Rook's eyes. Oh, and the wizard had known the whole time and just let Rook continue to get closer to this man. (His reasoning was "if he's obsessed with Rook, that means his people can't be hurting us.")

And the most insane part is that he really truly did love Rook, as much as he's capable of that. He ignored his own daughter in favor of Rook, and when Rook searched his house after we killed his controlled body, he found a book where Sigmar had been taking notes on how to be a mentor to him, using a fictional character as a guide. And now someday Rook is going to have to face him again, this time in his real body, and they're going to have to hurt each other, but both of them are going to have a hard time doing it, and it just makes me-- AGH.

The rest of the party didn't like him in or out of character, but to me out of character he was everything I could ever want handed to me on a silver platter even before I knew he was actually a literal war criminal. (I still love him, though. It's kind of a problem, actually.)

My shifter barbarian, Carrion, also has some crazy character dynamics going on. He used to be a paladin, and while he was in the Order, he had a mentor and kinda-sorta father figure named Theodore. However, bc of Carrion's monstrous transformations as the result of coming into contact with Delirium (essentially super radioactive magic crystals), the paladins chained Carrion up and left him behind. The last thing Theodore said to him was "Soon you'll be nothing but Carrion" and that's how he got his name, bc he survived and he plans to kill Theodore and tell him that "I may be Carrion, but I am not nothing."

BUT the sad part is that Theodore was so regretful and sad and fucked up over leaving Carrion behind, over failing him, that he literally lost his divine magic for years. And I'm just in agony waiting for when Carrion sees him again, because Theodore doesn't even know that the boy he knew as Reverence is still alive, let alone that he's planning on killing him.

Also, there's the party's warlock, Valeska, who completely and utterly disarmed Carrion by reacting with nothing but pure and naked curiosity upon finding out about his corruption and transformations. No fear, disgust, not even pity. And at the end of the first session, she asked if he was afraid of his transformations, and he said no, he's more afraid of other people's reactions to his transformations. And she said "I think you're lying. Why else would you call yourself a monster?" and Carrion hesitated and then said "Because no one has ever called me anything different." She didn't respond right away so he panicked and thought he had said to much so he was like "go to sleep" and then Valeska said "Carrion?" and he was like "What do you want, Valeska?" and she said "Nothing. Just saying your name. See? I called you something other than a monster."

WHEN I TELL YOU I SOBBED... The irony is, ofc, the backstory behind his name, but she didn't know it in or out of character, and he wouldn't go by the name if he hadn't found some measure of power in it. But holy SHIT, this whole man's world has been unbalanced. And when he finds out the truth about Theodore... it's going to fall apart completely. And I can't fucking wait.

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Hi Ari! 1, 3, 8, 10, 12, 16, 18, 20, 21, 23 for the ask game! <3 (@pixel-comfort)

HELLO MOTH!!! i actually answered most of these with fu so for you, i'll talk about goku black cause I've never sat down and actually spoken about him before.. here-

questions utc cause again, it's a lot

1. "What animal does your f/o remind you of?"

MAN i never think of this sort of thing for goku black at all LMAO. the first thing i thought of was a peacock (yeah.. cause he's dramatic and flashy with his rosé form.../loving) but then i also thought of a panther because he's one of the unhinged ones HAHA-

3. "What is your favorite hobby to think about doing with your f/o?"

goku black would enjoy going on road trips, whether it's for something or not. if he can spend time with his only exception, then he's honestly content to do so.

8. "Does your f/o believe in soulmates?"

goku black used to think he didn't need anyone else. he was a "God", why would he need another? he could literally watch the world burn for he cared, and yet... he would yearn for someone by his side. THAT'S when he would start believing in "soulmates". the only person he would want by his side is the one he dubbed his "only exception" (which is.. me-).

10. "What's the first scenario that comes to your head when you think of being with your f/o?"

so you know those rose gardens?? i often imagine goku black and i walking through those and just having the time of our lives by each other's side. he's the type of person who rather spend time with his s/o instead dealing with people who irritate him, though he goes out when needed. rose gardens would be his number-one date spot.

"these roses are indeed beautiful, but none of them compare to you, aria." "that's your second compliment today, black." "oh, there's more where that came from, my sweet~"

12. "What color do you associate your f/o with?"

since this is going to be a pain in the ass to explain lemme get a picture

yeah, this is the only color i associate this guy with. it is pretty and he flaunts it every chance he gets or if i say anything about this color.

16. "What does your f/o call you in their head? What do they call you aloud/to others?"

i never thought i'd have to share this/j/aff- so he has a TON of nicknames he likes to call me. most of it he says out loud with no shame and tons of pride.

in his head: "my goddess, my love, my world, my anchor, my everything..."

out loud: "my goddess, my love, my rose, my sweet, my minx, my everything"

18. "How does your f/o show their love best?"

words of affirmation and acts of service. the man would literally praise me for days on end and never get tired of it. he would do so many things for me and half the time i'd just stare at him for a few seconds before praising him for the thing he just did

".. okay, good job black, you did the.. dishes for me?" "i want you to relax my love~" "thanks-"

20. "What're your f/o's favorite personality traits of yours?"

oh man... besides the unhinged behavior, one of the traits he possesses i personally love is his ambition. if he has something on his mind, he will do it and see it through til the end. the only time that he would drop something is.. me- if i tell him to stop he would stop he acts like a puppy dog that way-

21. "If your f/o drew you, how would you describe the art piece?"

okay goku black cannot draw to save his life BUT if he commissioned someone to draw a portrait of me, this is how the conversation would go:

me: "huh, the art piece came back. i gotta say i love it. the colors work well with the theme-- what theme did you tell the commissioner black?" goku black: "what do you think? i wanted the mortal to portray you as a goddess. i must say, i am not disappointed, they did a marvelous job~" me: "well, i'm glad you did comm them. i love it. the colors work well together and i actually look decent." goku black: "'decent'? no, no, what you mean to say is that you look marvelous, as i always know you'd be~." me: "... sure, black. i look.. like a goddess." goku black: "there we go~"

23. "What color does your f/o associate you with?"

there are so many colors that goku black would associate me with. one of the colors is his rosé form (yes that color because I've told him it was pretty) but also burgundy and the color of red wine.

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Mini Fanfic #1229: Spending the Night with Her Two Dolts (RWBY)

9:24 p.m. at Atlas Hotel Suite: Pines' Room...........

Weiss: (Knocks on an Already Opened Hotel Room) Knock-Knock.

Oscar: (Smiles Softly at an Old Friend While Sitting on the Bed and Playing Cards with his Wife, Ruby) Well, look who finally made it?~

Ruby: ('GASPS') (Happily Waves Hello to her Former Teammate and Best Friend) Weiss!~ Hi-(Suddenly Piunts and Yells at Weiss) DON'T TAKE ANOTHER STEP CLOSER INSIDE THIS ROOM!!

Weiss: (Immediately Stops Walking and Gets Startled by Ruby's Sudden Yelling at the Same Time) W-What!? Why- (Starts Pinching the Bridge of her Nose and Sighing at the Dreadful Realization) Oh, for the love of-Please don't tell me you're playing that stupid Floor is Lava game again years later.......

Ruby: (Happily Nodded) Indeed we are!~ It's a perfect way to spend the rest of the night after all the walking and sightseeing we did earlier.

Weiss: (Rolls her Eyes) Perfect for a simpleton maybe. (Turns to Oscar) And you there! Are you still letting your own wife drag you into one of her foolish shenanigans after all these years?

Oscar: (Casually Shrugs) If it keeps making her happy. I'm used to her craziness at this point.

Ruby: (Happily Hugs her Husband) Spoken like a awesome hubby you are!~ (Starts Kissing on Oscar's Freckled Cheek Before Turning Back to Weiss) Now, hurry up and get in our bed already, Schnee! (Forms a Teasing Smirk on her Face) Unless you're too chicken and have no clue of getting in-

Weiss uses her Myrtenaster to create a Glyph before stepping and then leaping hersslf off it towards the other side of the very same bed Ruby and Oscar are sitting on, flawlessly.

Oscar: (Smiles Softly at Weiss) Nice landing.

Weiss: (Simply and Poudly Nodded to Oscar) Thank you.

Ruby: (Starts Pouting) Show-off.

Few Minutes of Waiting For Pizza......and Finding a Way to Get it Without Touching the Floor Later.......

Weiss: You did all of that work towards one measly bear Grimm?

Ruby: (Proudly Nodded) Yep! Zigzagged that beast into tiny pieces with my trust Cresent Rose, in record time too. (Forms a Cocky Smirk on her Face) That'll show those twerps I still got!

Oscar: (Whispers to Weiss) One of my students told Ruby she past her prime when she visited the academy the other day. It got to her ever since.

Weiss: ('Sigh') Children can be the most cruelest beings these days........

Oscar: ('Sigh') Ain't that the truth.

Weiss: (Turns to Oscar) Speaking of which, how's everything going for you at the academy, as of late? They're not making you overwork yourself again, are they?

Oscar: Not as of recent, thank God. It's been going along more smoothly than I could ever hope it would go.

Weiss: (Smiles Brightly) Good. We wouldn't want to see our precious farm boi get himself stressed out so easily.

Oscar: (Gives Weiss a Deadpinned Look on his Face) That's a nickname I never thought I would hear again. I already grew out of the cuteness phase, remember?

Weiss: ('Scoffs') Oh please. (Playfully Pulls on One Side of Oscar's Cheek) Like that ever mattered to us to begin with~

Ruby: (Playfully Pulls on her Husband's Other Cheek) You'll always be cute and precious to us no matter how old we all get~ We love ya like that, honey~

Weiss: Precisely.

Oscar: (Annoyedly Swats Both Hands Off Him) Anyways! (Turns Back to Schnee Heiress) Weiss, how's life been treating these days?

Ruby: (Turns Back to Weiss) Yeah. You been to a lot of places recently? (Starts Smirking Again) Got any luck guy and/or gal you might be pining for?~

Weiss: I've been through a few places as of late, some new, some familiar, most of which are business related trips. (Takes a Sip of her Glass of Wine) I can't say I found anyone that peak my interest though.

Oscar: Really? Not a single person?

Weiss: (Shakes her Head a Bit) Nada. I've been far too occupied with my business to even think about anything romance related at the point. Even then, I doubt anyone would be interested in someone like me to begin with.

Ruby: (Glares at Weiss) And why the hell not? You have a lot of great qualities! You're elegant, rich, gorgeous, way more smarter than I am at least-

Weiss: I'm also bossy, uptight, too prideful for my own good at times, dull and boring-

Ruby: Being a boss came beneficial, everyone of us had our pride filled moments at one point in our mundane lives, and you are FAR from being the most dull, boring person alive! Remember the time Sun dared you to finish twelve containers of ice-cream under five minutes at sleepover night, and you managed to get it all done three and a half minutes earlier?

Oscar: You didn't even flinched once while doing it either.

Weiss: ('Ugh') Don't remind me. It almost took a day for that stupid brain freeze migraine to go away completely.....

Ruby: Yeah, but it doesn't take away the fact that you showed those boxes of ice cream who's boss that night!

Weiss: I suppose. (Shyly Moves the Front of her Hair Back a Bit) You two really think highly of me?

Oscar: (Happily Nodded) Yea, ofcourse. You've always been amazing in our eyes, Weiss.

Ruby: (Nodded in Agreement) Exactly. It's anyone's loss if they think otherwise. (Forms a More Playful, Seductive Smirk on her Face This Time) Hell, just say the word and Oscar and I can take you out on the best date night you'll ever have in your whole life!~ (Winks at Weiss)

Oscar: Something nice, relaxing, simple- (Slowly Turns his Head to his Wife) Legal, trouble free!

Ruby: (Gently Slaps Oscar's Chest) Oh will you relax? We won't get ourselves locked up Ike last time. Promise.

Weiss: I'm sorry. You two got- (Eyes Widened at the Married Couple in Front of Her) ARRESTED at one point!?

Oscar: (Puts on a Deadpinned Look on his Face Again) Yeah. Back in Argus.

Oscar shoes Weiss pictures of him and Ruby's mugshots from his scroll. The former was Shock amd mortified at the fact he actually got arrested the time in his lifetime while the latter was smiling up for the camera (to this day, it might be one of her cutest smiles Oscar has ever bear witness.), trying to make light of a more dumb and reckless situation.

Oscar: We spent the whole night in the cell together until Emerald came and bailed us out. She never let me live it down ever since......

Ruby: (Smiles Sheepishly) We may or may not took a skydive from off a tall building after our date night and then a joyride all around town by using my semblance the whole way through.......

Weiss: (Facepalms Herself While Groaning) Should've know YOU would have something to do with this, Rose.....(Pouts at Oscar) And you didapppoint me, Oscar Everlynn Pines! You're supposed to keep her out of trouble, not let her dragged you into one with her!

Oscar: ('Sigh') I know. Not one the best moment of my mundane live thus far. (Rolls his Eyes a Bit) I really need to learn not to fall for the Puppy Dog Eyes too easily....But I did promise that I will always be by her side till death do us part and I intend to keep it that way.

Ruby: (Happily Hugs her Husband Next to Her) Me too!~ I'm sorry I got us both in trouble that night.

Oscar: It's fine. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have some fun out of it, at least until the arrest happened. (Smiles Softly at Ruby) I'm just glad my beautiful wife had a good time at all.

Ruby: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as She Starts Snuggling onto Oscar) I love you so much, Oscar~

Oscar: I love you more~

Ruby: No, I believe I love you far more than you could ever imagine inside that cute head of yours~

Oscar: (Forms a Bit of a Seductive Smirk on his Face) Wanna prove that?~

Ruby: (Smirks Back at Oscar While Placing her Hand onto his Cheek) Gladly!~ (Starts Kissing on a Now Ticklish Oscar's Face)

Weiss: (Sighs as She Watches the Married Couple's Romantic Antics in Front of Her) You two really are made for one another.......Alright, I'll accept your invitation.

Ruby: (Puts Her Kissing Session to a Screeching Holt as She and Oscar Gives Weiss her Fill Attention) You will? Truly?

Weiss: (Simply Nodded) Yes. (Raises an Eyebrow) IF you let me take lead and pick out any activities I want us to do for tomorrow, that is.

Ruby: (Rolls her Eyes Again) Day of boredom, here we come.....

Oscar: Ruby! (Turns Back to Weiss) Ignore her, Weiss. Tomorrow's your day.

Weiss: (Puts on a More Satisfied Smile) Thank you. I'm certain it'll be a day to remember, even considering you two will be a part of it.

Ruby: D'awwwww~ You've been missing us that a lot these days, haven't you?~

Weiss: (Scoffs Before Turning Away a Bit) Please. I wouldn't say I missed you dolts THAT much. Despite how......dull, quiet, and slightly lonely life has gotten for- (Suddenly Felt Ruby Hugging Her) Me.

Ruby: The feeling's mutual, Ice Queen~

Weiss: Will you ever stop calling that?

Ruby: Not as long as I still live and breathe, your highness!~ (Forms Yet Another Smirk) 'Less you give me a few riches in retu-

Weiss: No.

Ruby: (Playfully Snuggles onto Weiss) Then your request is denied indefinitely.

Weiss: ('Ugh') Oscar, your wife is being a complete nuisance again!!

Oscar: (Watches the Obnoxiously Cuteness Unfolds in Front of Him) She's been wanting to see you all day, Weiss, let her have this one. She'll let go eventually.

Weiss: ('Sighs in Defeat') She should consider herself thankful and lucky that I'm in a better mood these days. (Pouts at Oscar Again) And you better come over here and hug me next once she's done or you will be sorry!

Oscar: (Chuckles Lightly Playfully Salutes to Weiss) Will do, your highness.

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