#like i said nana is more my speed

[crafiet]

Everytime I try to read shoujo romance I just can't take it seriously

[smutoperator]

Could I challenge you to a short writing challenge?

20 mins to write a piece involving the 3rd idol on your Tumblr Dashboard, inspired by the first thing you see when you look at your window.

3rd idol in my dashboard: Nana (well more of an actress these days but whatever)

First thing I saw: the neighbor's window.

Photoshoot Imaginations

Im Jinah (Nana) x Male Reader

Tags: anal, choking, couch sex, dream, facial, filming, intense positions, model, painal, rough sex, quickie

Word count: 1190

It was just a regular day as you woke up and looked outside your apartment window. However, your eyes clearly set sights on a beautiful tall woman taking a photoshoot right by the window.

You picked up a binocular and zoomed in on Nana's beautiful body as she followed the instructions of the photographer. Instantly you had fallen in love with her and wanted to be the guy taking those pictures of her.

Nana went to the dressing room, switching to a black lace lingerie that made you go crazy, lying on the couch as she prepared for the next round of the session, staring at you with fuck-me eyes.

It was far from Nana's first time in that situation. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked. You were embarrassed to answer, trying to keep it professional, but Nana knew she was right. "No need to answer; I can tell you do," she said.

"Sit here," Nana said. As soon as you sat on the couch, she started grinding on your lap, grabbing your camera and making sexy moves. "Wow, I look so hot in those photos; you did such a great job," she said. "And for that, you'll get what you want," she continued, quickly ripping your clothes. You tried to slow her down, but to no avail, as she quickly stripped you fully naked and started sucking your cock.

Nana knelt on the couch, letting you fuck her face for a tease. She grabbed her phone and started filming herself choking on your dick. "I look so pretty with your cock in my mouth, don't you think?" she asked as she bobbed her head on that shaft and sloppily gagged on it. As soon as she was done, you ripped her bra off and tossed her on the couch, taking every single piece of clothing off her body in a snap and diving into her pussy. "AHHHHH SHIT, YESSSS," she moaned as you buried your face in that mommy cunt.

Just a few seconds later, you were already pounding Nana's perfect pussy in a pile driver position, using her long legs as a support. you fucked her pussy really hard from the start, Nana stretching her arms to film herself getting pounded like crazy. You groned like an animal and made her body shake. "AH, FUCK BABY," she screamed as you grabbed her long legs and pressed them against her body while she kept getting plowed in that couch.

You violently choked Nana as you drilled her cunt, and she fingered her clit. "Oh, I fucking love that shit; don't stop, don't stop." It was all she could say as your cock kept hammering her pussy nonstop. Her eyes rolled, she moaned and screamed. You tossed her body in the couch and gave her an animalesque missionary fucking, getting on top of her to the fullest and pounding her pussy many more times.

But Nana showed she could fight back, flipping you around and positioning herself to sit on your cock. "God, you're so fucking hot and sexy," you said as she got herself on top and started bouncing on your dick, making loud noises as her body hit her hips at full speed. But you quickly regained control, grabbing her neck from behind and thrusting upwards into her pussy. "Oh my God, I love your balls smacking into my clit," she said. Both of you now dueling to see who was leading the ride, as Nana quickly countered and picked up more speed, you took her phone to film her ass bouncing on your cock. "That ass is beautiful," you said as she used it to make moans in your cock and clapped her cheeks against your crotch.

However, you quickly wanted to be in control again, grabbing Nana's long legs and placing her in a full nelson, manhandling her pussy, and grabbing her clit and tits from behind, making her cum all over your cock as she got pounded. You turned her around and drilled her pussy hard again, pushing her body in your direction as you choked her really hard. "Look at me, bitch, you're gonna do whatever I want, just like in that photoshoot," you said. But not before Nana made you a final request.

"Put it in my ass, please," she said. You put her body in the couch sideways, shoving your cock up her butt while grabbing her phone to film it. "Spread that ass for me and keep playing with that cunt while I fuck you, bitch," you said, spreading Nana's legs as you enjoyed her playing with her wide-open pussy.

"Take that fucking cock, you horny bitch," you said, drilling her butthole and making her scream. "Come here, get on all fours," you said after you were done putting your cock back in Nana's asshole.

Nana felt the pain as you thrust into her asshole like a madman. "AHHHHHHH," she screamed in pain as your cock destroyed her asshole, her face turning red as she got drilled harder and harder in an animalesque doggystyle position. You spanked her ass and treated her like an anal fleshlight, showing no mercy for her increasingly sore butthole.

"You like being spanked, don't you?" you asked Nana, beating her cheeks like a drum. "Bet you like being topped too, you fucking bitch," you continued, mounting on top of Nana and stretching her ass in a crazy prone bone position that made her body. "OH MY GOD, IT FUCKING HURTS," she screamed, but you just didn't give a shit, only pushing hard as soon as she said those words. You were determined to make her unable to walk for a while, drilling her butthole harder and harder as the time passed by, stomping on Nana's pretty face and choking her as you turned her asshole into a massive crater.

You tied Nana's arms behind her back and kept pushing deeper and deeper in her butthole. "AHHHHHHH," she screamed, only making you push deeper as she lost her breath and her cheeks kept getting clapped and spanked. Nana clung to the arms of the couch and rolled her eyes, but your cock is now just an unstoppable force meeting the unmovable object that was her asshole as you fully topped her.

Such intense sex meant it didn't take long for you to cum. Nana's amazing body had meant you were close to draining your balls just 15 minutes after starting pounding it. You needed to end this in a perfect way, and you knew it had to be by unloading in that pretty mommy face. "Give me your face, you slut," you ordered as you pulled out and shot ropes and ropes of cum in her mouth, eyes, nose, and neck. Nana smiled as she enjoyed being glazed with cum while you took a picture of her to save for posterity and then said.

"Clean yourself, bitch; the photoshoot has just begun."

But as soon as you said those words, you woke up from your fantasy, the walls of your bedroom painted with cum. You then looked at the window.

The woman was gone.

[mochiepie]

𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐱 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 🍒

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🍡 Your loving husband has been busy for a week by now with his hectic schedule and work load. Going to office early in the morning, then going to exorcise curses, coming home late at night, directly goin to sleep, with no cuddling or spending time with you... The love was gone as if. Your once lovey dovey cutesy husband, vanished as if... And now? You're stuck with a workaholic Stranger.

🍡So, now you have decided, to make him taste the same shit he has been making you swallow. You thought to confront him about this.. but.. a wicked idea popped right inside your nasty mind. You have been craving your lovey dovey Husband alot.. but- The treatment which he was giving you? PATHETIC! he deserves a punishment doesn't he? That's when the idea clicked in. You decided, to pull a prank on him, right when he comes home.. obviously Late at night!

🍡 You decided to order a scandalous, sexy, revealing looking dress for yourself. Making sure, the dress looked tooo vulgar. You knew, that Kento would immediately notice it. He maybe is busy, but his eyes never missed the opportunity to eye you down. NANAMI knows what's your style and fashion taste, he knows that you don't like wearing revealing clothes outside.. and well, that's what u have planned. You knew, NANAMI couldn't afford to let you wear something this vulgar outside, he knows how men act especially to a women as sexy like you. You were only made for him, and his words were like written on stone. Not untill now, cuz it's the time to give him a punishment.

🍡 you wore the mini black dress, which revealed alot of your cleavage, of your ample breasts. The dress merely covered your fat ass cheeks, or your plump thighs much. Just the perfect sight of sore eyes. To make it more obvious, you decided to wear black heels and a red lipstick with a smokey eye look.. now it's obvious. You ain't just going out.. nah. This would make him enough suspicious. You patiently waited in the living room with your purse for NANAMI to come home.. so that u could start ur prank.

🍡 7:00pm! At exact time, the entrance door opened, revealing your hot husband, wearing his suit, looking so sexy and fuckable for you. But- it wasn't the time. Right now, it's his punishment time. You smirked to yourself, and stood up, walking towards him, heels clinkerin on the marble floor. NANAMI instantly looked at you, when he heard the sound of.. heels? Why were u wearing heels in the house first of all? Soon enough his eyes widened seeing, that "Dress" well he won't even consider that as a piece of cloth, cuz weren't clothes suppose to hide the body parts? So, this dress of yours.. what's it hiding? He immediately walked towards you in the speed of light, grabbing your arm harshly.

🍡 care to explain me what you wearing Baby? Is it.. something for me?

Nope, I actually, am going out with my friends. So.. I'll be late. Dinner is cooked. Have it. Bye. (You said in a cold tone) obviously you wanted him to feel that same neglected feeling you have been feeling for weeks .. he deserved the taste of his own medicine right. But oh well, his eyes instantly Went red as if. He immediately picked you up on his shoulder, as if you were a sack of potatoes and walked towards your shared bedroom, locking the door with his another hand. He remained silent, not even uttering any word.

🍡 NANAMI! LEAVE ME! WHAT ARE U DOIN? I SPENT HOURS TO GET READY. DON'T RUIN MY DRESS AND HAIR.. MY MAKEUP.. NANA- ... your lips were sealed by his own, kissing your roughly, his tongue invading in your mouth, he began to suck your tongue. You could feel the rage bubbling out from him. He was furious. Yet he was trying to stay calm, cuz he didn't want to, cannot even, hurt his princess.

🍡 He stopped kissing you and directly looked at your eyes.. his piercing gaze, digging holes into your soul. You instantly avoided the eye contact,. Again your stupidity, caused your pretty slutty dress to rip apart in pieces, as nanami loathed this dress now. He would've loved this dress if you said you were wearing it for him, but? Friends? Who the fuck were your friends? They were deserving enough to see u like this? He was kinda amused and irritated by your audacity. Well, time to teach u a lesson. He immediately, tore that dress, ripping away with the lace bra underneath even, and throwing it across the room. Before you could protest, you were slammed onto the soft mattress of the bed.. " think you can, dress like a whore and roam around? Forgot that you're a wife now? That u belong to me hah? "

YOU'RE BEING MEAN!! If you can ignore me for days and don't bother about my existence despite me being your wife.. if you can't forget your husband duties..THEN I can too leave being your wife for days yeah???

🍡 that's when NANAMI realised where all this was coming from. His gaze softened and he immediately hugged you. You were surprised, but you didn't wanted your anger to vanish, no.. just because your lovely, hardworking, husband is showing you affection can't melt you.. can't can't.. can't oh yes... Fuck. You instantly wrapped your arms around him, nuzzling into his massive chest, crying already. He began to pepper your head with kisses, muttering sorries and love you's. Your heart exploded when you felt his tears trinkling down your skin. You immediately looked upon him and licked his tears away. "Such a naughty girl, innocent yet so... Naughty" he smiled as he hugged you again, tightly. " Don't cry, sorry baby, i should've confronted you rather then taking such naughty prank stuff. Sowwie. I ain't going anywhere out.. wearing such provocative outfit. I wore it to make you notice me.. and make you jealous a little bit..." He instantly looked at you in disbelief, but again smiled.. his face showed that he was guilty... "Let me make it up to you princess"

Part 2?? Want it? Then comment.

[honeyyhivee]

best friend!joseph joestar ⠀ྀི

⠀ྀི in which joseph joestar can change your mind every time ⠀ྀི

cw ⠀ྀི minors dni! black!fem reader in mind but read as you please, explicit smut with a little bit of plot, battle tendency!joseph joestar, unprotected p in v (wrap it up, folks!), dumbification, petnames (pretty girl, babe, my girl, pretty, doll), joseph's lowk a perv

word count & thoughts ⠀ྀི 701, lowercase intended, not proofread :(, reblogs & comments are greatly appreciated ♡

“look at you! ya’ didn’t need to get all dolled up for me.” 

you laughed at your best friend, joseph's comment before rolling your eyes. “who said i was dolled up for you? it is one of the dresses you got me for my birthday though.” you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. his hands held onto your waist for a moment before he tried to sneak one hand towards your ass, quickly you let him go and grabbed his wrist.

“i got a date in like an hour, jojo. don’t be a perv.” you pouted a little while moving away from him. “a date? with who?”

“with my business, jo’. i was coming over because i wanted to talk to nana erina.”

he scoffed and folded his arms. “are you trying to get back at me for something because this isn’t a funny joke. she’s not here at the moment anyway.”

“then i have no reason to be here myself.” as you went towards the door, he followed and waved his hands. “pretty, pretty girl, don’t tell me you’re being serious.” you avoided eye contact with him as you nodded.

“hm, fine, if you think your ‘date’ can take better care of you than i can, go on.” he actually left you alone, walking towards the couch. with your hand on the doorknob, you began to hesitate. you knew that joseph was sitting there right now with a smirk on his face, if you stayed you’d prove him right yet you still opened the door only to close it right back.

things were messy between you and your best friend, they always had been, but this time was worse. this time, joseph was making sure that you could never even dream of getting with another man.

you gripped onto him as he roughly fucked himself into you. you were laid on your back, both of your legs resting on his shoulders with your eyes shut as he continuously hit that spot that made you squirm.

“all mine, babe. you’re all mine.” dumbly, you nodded and recited “all yours” back to him, which only made him grin wider. “keep those eyes open on me, pretty. you gotta know who you’re talking to.” he teased.

once you had your eyes open, he began to slow his pace down a bit, giving hard thrusts. your mouth stayed open with no sound, as your eyes threatened to roll back. “look at my girl. fuck-” he leaned down more, continuing to give you these deep strokes while sucking on your neck.

“more, please.” you whimpered, stuttering your words. “more? you want more?” he asked in a mocking tone but all you could do was nod in response. “why should i, hm? go ask your date for more.”

joseph was always so unbearably annoying at the worst times. you began to twitch around him, which gave him this signal that you were close.

he leaned back up before fixing your legs and holding them still. luckily for you, he was one moment closer to his release. he settled before speeding up his pace again, the sounds of your squelching getting louder as his dick pushed into you relentlessly.

“sorry, doll. ‘m gonna cum in you.” he groaned, remembering that the two of you had no protection at all. to his surprise, you replied back with a whiny “please, i need it.” he couldn’t hold back anymore while he pumped himself into you, you clenched tighter around him.

your moans grew louder, as your eyes rolled and your manicured fingers gripped onto the couch. your essence painted a white ring around his dick and simply seeing that pulled joseph into his peak, his cum finally releasing into you.

his hips stuttered against you before he got your legs from off of his shoulders and pulled out completely. his eyes widened looking at his seed spilling out of your hole while your legs were spread wide open.

you laid there trying to catch your breath only to feel a tongue lapping up your pussy, causing you to jump and nearly shut your legs. joseph caught them before they closed and looked up at you.

“can i finish?”

© honeyyhivee (2024)

don’t use or steal my work, thanks!

[abiiors]

Palimpsest

just something small and shitty i wrote after rewatching the GQ interview (and on loads of cough syrup)

‘There used to be a rave there,’ he speaks wistfully, softly and points at a large Pret nestled between two buildings. 

The cafe in question looks a bit out of place; shiny and modern compared to the brick buildings on either side of it. People walk in and out, speed-walking, head tilted down looking at their phones. Their business casual outfits are smart and ironed to the T. 

And the two of you stand in front of it in Matty’s old hoodies. 

‘What’s that…the third time now?’ you tease gently. He’s been in a bit of a mood; nostalgia topped with melancholy with an added dash of “old age is upon me”

‘The fourth,’ he corrects grumpily, ‘and you’re not supposed to be mean to me today.’

‘Why not?’

He grabs your hand in his, long spindly fingers gently caressing the ring on your finger. ‘Because it’s been six months since this,’ he points out proudly. 

You quietly examine the dainty gem on your finger, just like you have every day for the last six months, and smile to yourself. The platinum band is worn, maybe even lightly scratched but the diamond is new and shiny. 

‘Tell me the story of my ring again,’ you sling your arm around his waist and nudge him away from the Pret that was once a rave. 

The ring story has been told several times now, once by his mum, twice by him. Still you love hearing it each time, love how excited he gets when he starts narrating it like a proper story. 

‘Once upon a time,’ he begins with a flourish and you throw your head back to laugh. 

The day is mild and beautiful, his voice trickles like warm honey in your ears as he recalls the ring’s history. It was his nana’s, then it was briefly his mother’s, then he asked if he could use it to propose but get the gem replaced. 

‘It’s not just a ring,’ he states proudly. ‘It’s a palimpsest.’

‘Palimpsest,’ you shake your head, ‘you and your big words.’

‘You taught me that word actually.’

‘Did I?’

‘Mm-hmm,’ he nods and pulls you closer to him, ‘I had to look it up.’

That makes you turn to him and gasp dramatically. His face splits into a smile, he rolls his eyes and pulls up his hood further over his face. You have been walking around aimlessly; lazy and unhurried. Sometimes he twirls you in the streets just because, sometimes you catch the sun highlighting the grey in his curls. 

‘So what should we do to celebrate today?’ 

He takes a moment to think. It’s one of his serious silences, he’s actually contemplating his answer. ‘Just elope with me today.’

Your steps come to an abrupt halt. Elope. Today. Is he serious? The expression on his face is open and excited. He actually fully fucking means it. 

‘And what about all the wedding planning I’ve agonised over?’ You ask this only because you’re still trying to wrap your head around what he’s just said. Not that the idea isn’t exciting. And the more you think about it…

‘We’ll have that wedding too. But today it would be just us,’ he offers. His spontaneous idea is starting to take a vague shape now. Could you really?

‘And where would be get married?’ you ask breathlessly. It occurs to you then that you have fully stopped in the middle of a busy sidewalk. Some people give you judgemental looks while walking by you. And you watch as realisation dawns on his face.

‘There’s a chapel right around the corner.’

That. Is even more shocking. 

‘Matty Healy wants to get married in a chapel?’ you try not to let the scepticism be too obvious but fail anyway. He’s enjoying all of this, how after all these years he can still fluster you and leave you speechless. How unpredictable he is even after all this time spent together. 

He leans in and winks conspiratorially, ‘only because there used to be a rave there.’

[triscribe]

The Magic Trousers

(So I'm trying to come up with something to submit for a magazine's flash fiction competition, and while I don't think this is going to be it, I don't want to just lose it in my folders either. Hope you guys enjoy)

The third time her little brother turned up with blood on his face, Alene decided she needed to do something about it.

Not that Elber ever came out and said, but she knew good and well who bloodied his nose, who split his lip. Less than twenty kids lived in their village, but even out of a hundred, two hundred, a thousand, she’d have no trouble knowing who did it.

“I'm fine,” Elber tried to protest, when she sat him down and cleaned him up. “You don’t have to-”

“I do have to,” huffed Alene. “Just you and me now, and old Nana, but she’s too blind to do this anyhow. So hush up and sit still.”

She tended to her brother, warm water and a soft cloth and a dab of salve to speed along his healing. Then Alene sat him down next to her, and made the boy hold a ball of rough yarn as she pulled from it. Back and forth, across their mother’s old loom. Back and forth, click-clack, back and forth.

And she told Elber, “You know there used to be witches in our family?” Her brother’s eyes went wide. “Good witches, who cast their spells on tyrants and bullies, taught them harsh lessons so they’d leave the smallfolk who lived under them alone. Once, there was a witch who went to a king’s castle, pulling an empty cart like it was full and heavy. And she told everyone along the way, whether they asked or not, that she’d brought a gift: magic cloth made on a magic loom, enchanted so only wise and worldly people could see it.”

“...what’s ‘worldly’ mean?”

“Means you know what’s what,” Alene explained. “And nobody she told wanted to admit they didn’t, so instead they all went ‘oh, of course, what lovely cloth’. All the way through the castle, and to the king, who didn’t want anyone thinking he was stupid either, so he agreed to pay the witch to turn the magic cloth into robes for him to wear.”

Elber’s eyes got even wider. “But- there wasn’t any cloth?”

“Not a single thread. Speaking of, I’m almost done with this, go get me Momma’s old sewing kit.”

She finished telling her brother the story while putting her lengths of fabric together, skipping more stitches than not. About how the witch put on a great show, going through the motions and chanting in a strange tongue, until she announced the robes were ready, lighter than air and softer than a cloud. The king immediately put on his new outfit to show off, going up and down his whole castle, then out of it entirely to parade through the nearest village. But only the castle folk knew what the witch said about her magic cloth - the villagers didn’t. They saw the king prancing about in his small clothes, and one by one everybody started laughing, more and more until you could hear sound for miles around. The king tried to wave it off, tried to insist not a one of them was wise enough to see his wonderful magic robes.

But he still went back to his castle awfully embarrassed.

By the end of her story, Alene held up a pair of simple, homespun trousers, nothing odd to be seen. That night, after the whole village went to sleep, she stole out of her family’s home and over to another house, switching the trousers with another pair, not a soul aware of what she’d done.

Well. None besides Elber. And the next morning, when the blacksmith’s son promised to punch him in the face again, Alene’s little brother did exactly as she’d told him: he pointed at the bigger boy and yelled that the Old Magic punished bullies for their crimes, along with a few made-up words for good measure.

All the other kids jeered. And the blacksmith’s son did what he always did: he picked up one foot to brace against the nearest wall, posing like a hero out of a storybook.

And his trousers promptly came apart at the seams.

Alene, walking by with her market basket as laughter erupted, hid a smirk all the way home.

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

I can't design or draw properly, so I'll try to explain in detail how I imagine Tenko's pro-hero suit:

First of all, he dresses mostly in black in honor of Eraser Head and Nana Shimura. One of them is his favorite pro-hero and the other is the pro-hero who inspired them to join UA.

Although he does wear black to pay tribute to his biggest inspirations, there's a deeper reason to his choice. With such a dangerous quirk, Tenko was assigned as a rescue specialist. He should avoid fighting at all costs. He's also been encouraged to create new alternatives for himself, which he did.

Tenko's priorities as a pro-hero are endurance, adaptability and stealth. His motto is that if you can resists long enough, you can beat anything.

Black is the color of those who don't want to be noticed until it's too late. Perfect to blend in and perfect for someone like Tenko, who relies on the fact people normally don't pay attention to him. He's been told he looks really creepy, more like a villain than a pro-hero. Tenko doesn't really care. There are a hundred other flashy heroes with equal flashy quirks to admire. All he wants to do are the jobs that no one else takes, no one else wants, no one else wonders about.

Tenko's suit covers him almost completely, from the elastic like high neck that covers his scratches to the boots designed to make his steps silent. He asked the base of his pro-hero suit to be made of a tight yet flexible material, with thicker parts to protect his vital zones. He relies on his speed and range of motion during attacks and rescues, so he needed a suit light yet resistant to any possible scratch or wound from debris and other objects around him. As a rescue specialist, he can't allow himself to go down. The suit is also designed so Tenko can decay parts of it without decaying the whole, in case of emergency.

The cape is what gave him his pro-hero name and the most distinguishable detail of him.

The inside of it is fashioned to look like the wings of a moth. Outside, it is black and fire resistant. On the inside, it has a kaleidoscope of pearlish hues of purple and red, with a plush feeling to the touch. Since his suit is already creepy (you'll see why), Tenko decided to add something to bring comfort to the victims in his rescue missions, something that would also protect them from the damage of a danger zone. The best secret of it is that the cape are in fact two pieces of clothing superposed at the collar, like a wing folding on each other. They are big enough for him to cocoon a person inside of it if he needed to.

Tenko doesn't use his cape often in battles. Most of the time, he's quick to leave it with the heroes managing the safety zone for the civilians to use or he waves them to call civilians to follow him.

When he uses the cape in battles tho, he's one of the most insufferable beings alive. Combined with his other gear, he shields himself from explosive or fire quirks with the capes, he obscures the field view of his enemies or camouflages himself for a sneak attack. He tries not to get them damaged, since the repairing / manufacturing process can last weeks and he'd be a bit defenseless 'til then.

From afar he doesn't look much different from the Tomura we know at the beginning of the manga: A young man dressed in black, mopey blue hair covering the scars around his eyes. It'd be very funny to see him evolve from an awkward teen in a "creepy butterfly suit" to an actual pro-hero who fills up the suit and the expectations.

If you need some visual reference, his pro-hero suit looks a lot like the outfit he used when he woke up on the War arc. The difference is that this one doesn't have the armor parts on the legs.

Now, my favorite part: hero gear and details!!!!!!

So far I think the suit is too simple. The cape is great, but I've already said he doesn't use it a lot, right? You know how the UA class 1A kids have special gear for special missions? Think of the cape as that.

The gloves are an obvious choice.

They're not to regulate his quirk, despite what you all might think. Tenko has perfect control over his quirk, he's grown used to using only four fingers and can switch without problem between safety mode and action mode, how he likes to call the four fingers vs five fingers grip.

The gloves are to protect his hands from the materials he handles during a rescue mission. He is often dealing with ruined sites full of glass and debris. He also comes in contact with multiple toxic elements or dangerous surfaces, such as the hot metal of doors, for example.

My absolute favorite hero gear is his belt, tho.

Since Tenko cannot fight using his own quirk (he must not decay the villains of course), he invented his own version of Aizawa's scarf:

Positioned at the extremes of a retractable chain, there are hands that work like grappling hooks. By throwing one hand at a certain surface (ex. maybe a windowsill or a balcony), Tenko can make that hand close around the object and attach the other extreme of the chain (the other hand) to himself, using the retractive function to move from one point to the other. Other usages range from the creation of safety perimeters on a catastrophe zone, restraining villains, catching objects far away from the user, to the ability to combine them to create webs capable of breaking the fall of a person, etc etc etc.

They're Tenko's primary tools both during rescue missions and active fights.

Compared to Aizawa's scarf, the chains are not as unbreakable and they come separately, instead of in one piece. Tenko shares with Aizawa and Nana Shimura the fact that he uses mostly his human abilities to fight, relying on their quirks only to take advantage of the situations. Still, Nana and Aizawa adapted their styles to make the most out of their usual territories (for Nana it was the skies and for Aizawa, urban sites).

The advantages of the hand chains include being able to use them separately, being more intuitive to use than Aizawa's scarf, actually being able to punch people lol and of course, being creepy.

Tenko has used them before to lure villains to his traps. By placing them strategically, it looks like there is someone around the corner or under the rubble. He has also used them as cupholders...

Unlike the hands we know from the manga, these open and close so as to mold their form to any surface. They don't have a golden base and the tubes covering the chains are transparent, with a finish that makes it shine like spiderwebs under the sun. They fist on Tomura's belt with the chain retracted, hanging on his sides, next to the back pouch that has his first aid kit and mask.

The general opinion is that the moth pro-hero is creepy as hell. He's pretty obscure, following the path of Nana and Aizawa, but it balances nicely Hana's popularity as the butterfly hero!!

Hana inherited the floating quirk from their grandma. She dresses brightly in yellow (taken from Nana) and purple (taken from Midnight) with details in black (to match Tenko). I imagine her cape being longer and butterfly-like, just one piece unlike Tenko's. She's probably a fight type, maybe more of an important side quick??? She is probably very popular because she's really pretty and daring.

Tenko and Hana are like the bugs pro-heroes lol.

Anyway, that's exactly how I imagine Tenko. It can look a little goofy at the start, just like when Izuku first wore his suit. Yet, combining the moth suit with Tenko's later white long hair and physique?? Now, that's the cryptid feeling I'm talking about.

[aliypop]

Trying to Get To You

Word Count: 1,328

Writers Note: A one-shot Idea that I got from reading the book Destined to Die Young, forgive me if it's choppy recovering from a mental breakdown. And I also came back from Graceland for my birthday so expect more fics!

Warning: Fluffy

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: It's 1955 the year of the Iconic Sun Records tour, When Elvis becomes restless there's only person he can pour his heart into.

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October 9th 1955

"That's the fourth time today you brought up cannibalizing me!"

"Should I be worried?" 

These were just some of the odd conversations that Cecelia Valmos, lead singer of The Garnets, had to hear on the merger tour with the greats of Sun Records. The tour would only be a week long in Texas, which didn't sound bad. After all, there was Daphane and Rosa, Scotty and Billy, Johnny Cash, Wanda Jackson, June Carter and. 

"ELVIS!" 

"Aw hell, Wha-What now!"

"You're talking my ear off, and we haven't even left outta Tennessee!" Rosa sighed. She was supposed to sit next to Cecelia, but Rosa found her way next to Scotty, 

"Can't you talk to Cece?" Rosa asked as Elvis had turned bright red. He had wanted to, but she seemed all tied up in Johnny Cash. Her batting eyelashes and her laughter made him sick with envy. 

"I gotta admit, isn't he cute?" Cecelia beamed,

"Who?"

"Elvis." Cecelia giggled,

"I'm worried about you, kid. Real worried." Johnny laughed, ruffling up her curls. Johnny and Cecelia had been close friends, nothing too scandalous, unlike Elvis and June, who had a few resting sessions, at least from what Rosa told her. "Says the man, too chicken to talk to June." She nudged him.

"I am not. It's just, Fella's don't cross lines."

"Mhmm... You're just afraid she'll like you." 

"And you're afraid Elvis likes you too." Cecelia had fallen silent when he said that. 

"He's wrapped up in other affairs." She sighed, watching him sit next to June, the two laughing, and his hand on her thigh as both Johnny and Cecelia groaned, 

"So you don't think I'm crazy?"

"Elvis, I trust that everything you do has a reason," June said, giggling at Elvis. 

"So..."

"Talk to her. Besides, you two would make a cute little couple." June watched as he was jittery. His leg was shaking, and he was tapping his fingers on the side of the bus in a rhythm.

"You wouldn't get mad."

"Got my eye on someone myself." Her eyes landed on Johnny Cash as Elvis smiled, 

"Think you two would do nicely together."

"Hey, we're stopping for gas, so if y'all wanna stretch, here's the chance." Sitting by herself on a bench was Cecelia. She had a notepad full of songs as she was writing away. Cecelia would draw, but everything she'd draw was, "So you talk to Elvis yet?" Scotty asked as Cecelia looked up at him, 

"Why does everyone want me to talk to him so bad?"

"Well... Cause-"

"Scotty, they want us back on the bus!" Rosa shouted. Scotty had left, and there stood Cecelia walking towards the bus, "Please talk to him." He whispered. When they got back on, everyone else had begun to go back to minding their business, from practicing songs. Or even listening to music on the radio. But Cecelia had her sights on Elvis, who was strumming his guitar and singing with his band. Even when he wasn't close to her, she was enchanted,

"So I was thinkin maybe we speed it up a bit?" Cecelia looked at Daphane and Rosa, 

"We're not doing a new song." Ross rolled her eyes,

"Why not?"

"They wanna hear hits, not new stuff," Daphane said as she agreed with Rosa. Maybe she was right, stick to the plans, and the rest would soon follow.

"Hey, Cece, you got a minute!" 

Cecelia turned to hear Elvis call her name, but Daphane turned her attention to tuning her guitar. When the evening had turned to nightfall; everyone had dinner. Cecelia sat watching everyone fall asleep one by one, all except for one particular and peculiar man.

"Something wrong, Pres.." she asked, looking from her Jay Garrick comic book. 

"No, just uh... is this seat taken?" He asked as Cecelia looked up at him.

 "Not at all." Cecelia smiled, patting the seat next to her. Elvis had sat down as he tried to look out the window, then back at her, then back to the starry landscape. 

"Excited for the tour?" He was trying to make small talk, but he didn't want to bore her like he did everyone else. 

"Nervous, really. If it weren't for the paint on my nails, I'd have bit them clean off!" She laughed,

"I already bit mine off." He chuckled. His leg was shaking again, and his hands were tapping as Cecelia grinned, 

"I see you got music in you." 

"Huh?"

"Either that or I make you nervous?" she leaned in jokingly as his heart began to pound out of his chest.

"Cece, you don't make me nervous, not one bit." Her hand was holding his as she laid her head on his shoulder. His face was red, but he felt like he could share his whole world with her, 

"Do you believe in love?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I? I mean, I sing about it." Cecelia said,

"We all do, but one day, do you think you'll fall in love with someone," Elvis asked as Cecelia was now looking at him. 

"I would hope I do," she smiled, "This world is crazy, and I don't want to go through it alone."

"Even if it's not me..." He mumbled,

"What makes you say that, Pres..." Her eyes looked deep into those blue diamond eyes. They were big and mesmerizing.

"I-I-I saw you talkin to Johnny and..." 

"You got jealous?" She asked as Elvis turned from her. Cecelia was now lying in his lap. He hadn't noticed until her hand brushed his face to look at her. 

"A little..." 

"I did, too." She giggled, "I mean June, Is beautiful. If I were a guy, I'd rest with her." Cecelia laughed as Elvis blushed, 

"You knew about that?!"

"Rosa..."

"That little..."

"Hey!" Cecelia playfully shoved him as he laughed. Elvis had traced her features. He'd always loved her nose. For once, he was distracted, and it was the good kind. Taking in the look in her eyes, he felt at ease. 

"Anyone ever tells you. You're beautiful?" Elvis asked. Cecelia's face got warm, and her body felt tingly. 

"Do you say that to all the girls?" She giggled as Elvis blushed. He didn't mean to say that, or maybe he did.

"Nah, I call them pretty." He laughed back, 

"Say, can I ask you something?" Cecelia asked. Elvis felt the wind knock right out of him. He was nervous, but he gave her a nod and listened to what she had to ask.

"How would one know if they have a crush on someone?"

"Oh, easy." Elvis smiled, his fingers in her hair, watching her eyes flutter, "You can't stop thinkin' about 'em. When you're near 'em, you feel all shook up inside, and sometimes you just want to-" he stopped talking as Cecelia looked at him, his eyes focused on her lips and then her eyes again, 

"You want to what." The air from her lungs was gone, as her eyes were closed shut from the passion. Her fingers were in his dark hair, messing up his trademark style. There was a whimper of want from Cecelia as he pulled away slowly. 

"Kiss you.." catching his breath as she sat up and was sitting in his lap. 

"Then kiss me." she licked his lip, "Please." 

As the night continued, the two embracing each other, Elvis and Cecelia were in a haze of love. Though neither had said anything, their smiles told it all,

 "So... Do you think Jay Garrick could beat Captain Marvel Jr. "

"Hell no!" Elvis smirked, "He's got more powers!"

"Captain Marvel Jr. has three powers. Jay has fourteen, which automatically makes him better!" Cecelia smirked back as Elvis laughed hard, 

"It does not make him better." his laughter ruptured through the bus. 

"But it does!"

" PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!" Rosa shouted, throwing her shoe at them as the two dodged it. 

"Then go to sleep then!" Cecelia and Elvis both shouted.

[thelargefrye]

Hongjoong + 👥

No but imagine Hongjoong’s daughter saemi has a crush on one of the members kids 🥺

[ A FRIEND MONTAGE ] — saemi has a crush, but thankfully you’re there to help her through it.

pairing : hongjoong x f!reader genre : idol au, dad!ateez, fluff warnings : food

note : no because anon have you been in my head? i was literally thinking about this the other day.

you knew something was different with saemi lately especially when she started asking hongjoong to go with him to the studio more now that it was summer break for her and narae.

it wasn’t that it was unusual for saemi to tag along with her dad to the studio, but hongjoong told you the other night how she wandered off for hours before he eventually found her in one of the practice rooms with some of the other kids of the boys. that’s when it clicked that she was going to hangout with them, not usually being able to see them with everyone being busy with school.

“narae why don’t you go with your sister and dad to the studio tomorrow?” you asked your youngest as you both sat in your at-home studio.

“ew, and watch unnie gush over moongyu-oppa? no thank you,” she said, not realizing what she said until she looked up to see you staring at her with wide eyes. “please don’t tell her i said anything, mom! she will literally kill me!” she pleads with you, clasping both hands in front of her.

you can only chuckle at your youngest who has a look of concern on her face, “don’t worry, i won’t say anything,” you say and she lets out a sigh of relief. “yet.”

“mom!”

later that night, you were in the kitchen when saemi and hongjoong returned home. narae was sitting in the living room watching tv and saemi could tell that something was wrong with her sister. sure she was going through puberty and was going to be weird nonetheless, but this was a different weird.

“what’s wrong with you nana?” saemi questions but narae only looked at her sister like a deer in headlights.

“n-nothing unnie! how was your day?”

“it was… fine. really what is wrong with you, why are sweating so much?”

“i don’t know, i’m twelve, i sweat. what are the sweat police now?” narae says as she stands up from the couch and speed walks through to her room.

“aurora, will come help me,” you ask from the kitchen and saemi walks into the room to see hongjoong sitting at the table watching with soft eyes as you sit across from him making food for tomorrow.

saemi is quick to help you with cooking and she’s so distracted by the food that she completely forgot about her sister acting weirdly.

that is until she comes into the kitchen, “appa, will you come look at this song i’ve been working on?” narae asks and hongjoong smiles and he gets up to follow his youngest back to her room.

“so…” you begin after you hear narae’s door close. “how is everything going? you’ve been hanging out with some of the other kids recently right?”

“it’s been good. mikyung and mihyeon-unnie are there a lot and we’ve been coming up with a dance recently. aeri comes by as well and will watch along with taerim,” she says making you nod your head.

“what about moongyu and jihoon? don’t they come around too?”

“y-yeah they do. they usually do their own thing though but we all usually all eat together.”

“that’s nice,” you say and the two of you fall back into silence. “since you all eat together why don’t we make enough for them as well?”

“oh sure,” saemi says and you both go back to making lunch for tomorrow. saemi offers to pack them up into lunch boxes. you notice that one seems slightly different from the others.

“who’s that one for, saemi?” you ask and you notice the light blush covering your daughter’s face.

“oh, um, i don’t know. i just made it without thinking,” she tells you.

“that’s a cute moon though. maybe you should give it moongyu,” you suggest off-handedly as you fixed hongjoong’s lunch.

the next day saemi carried the lunch boxes to the practice room her and the ateez kids usually occupied. she was honestly glad that the company allowed them to have it in order to hangout with each other and away from their dads.

“oh, saemi’s here!” mihyeon said when the younger girl opened the door and entered. the jung twins immediately came over to help saemi after they noticed she had her hands full. “wow saemi, did you make everyone lunch?”

“y-yeah, me and my mom did last night,” she says as the twins hand out the lunch boxes.

saemi couldn’t help but blush when she noticed moongyu standing next to mikyung and looking down at the older girl’s lunch.

“oh, this one is for you moongyu,” saemi says catching the younger male’s attention. the taller boy smiles as he takes the lunch box.

“thank you, saemi-noona!” he says as he opens it and immediately notices the little moon shaped food that was inside it. “haha! wow, you even made them moon shaped!” he says as his smile grows a little wider.

“thank you saemi!” jihoon also says as the five of them sit in a small circle and eat their lunch.

saemi’s eyes remain on her food, but she allows her eyes to drift to moongyu who is chatting with mikyung. then suddenly, moongyu eyes look over to saemi. the girl immediately looks back down at her food, taking a few quick bites only to have mihyeon scold her for eating to fast. unknown to the fourteen year old; however, moongyu couldn’t help but smile as he watched.

how cute, he thought before he’s pulled back into his conversation with the youngest jung twin.

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Cabinet of Oddities - Part 4 (Fanfic)

TavxGale (Custom)

Extra time means more writing and I just needed to get some more Gale into this story. (1.8k words - WTF??)

Summary: Gale falls slowly behind the group causing Nana to become concerned.

Ao3 Link - Chapter 4 Ao3 Link (Whole)

Nana didn’t like the Risen Road. The air smelt of goblins and there was no shelter. It was all just open rock and cliff faces. “Are we there yet?” She whined immaturely.

“Do you see a goblin camp anywhere or a one-horned tiefling?” Wyll replied.

“No.” She said dejectedly. “Fine…” 

The group had been travelling at a reasonable pace but since reaching the road had begun to spread out. Astarion, trying to be as far from Nana as he could, had moved up to the front with Shadowheart. Wyll had been stuck playing babysitter, as he saw it, and Gale unusually had begun to lag quietly behind. He’d complained of his knees aching a little the day before so nobody thought anything of it but Nana could not shift the nagging feeling in the back of her mind. “Oh no, it appears I have dropped my, um, shoe.” She exclaimed in a long drawn and loud voice.

Wyll sighed exasperatedly “Your shoe? The one that’s on your foot?” He paused momentarily and decided to seize the opportunity for a break. “You know what, you take care of your shoes. You can always catch up.” He walked off at speed to catch up to the others muttering under his breath the words “Gods, give me patience.”

Nana knelt, pretending to play with her shoe, watching him walk away and then turned her head seeing Gale slowly approaching. His handsome face looked different. Like something was weighing him down. Not just in his mind but in his body as well. She felt a pang of concern for him and stood as he got closer. She went to speak but as normal with Gale, the words just struggled to come.

“Nana, as much as I’ve enjoyed talking to you these last few days, today I just need a little peace and tranquillity.” Gale’s voice seemed strained, he grimaced as he walked. Nana knew these features all too well.

“You’re in pain. Your knees again?” She spoke with concern. Her mind was racing, she was fighting the tadpole in her head from accidentally sharing the memories that flooded her brain. The poison is spreading. He’s dying, I can’t save him. Don’t die, please don’t die. She shook her head and looked into Gale’s deep eyes, almost pleading with him to talk to her.

Gale looked away from her, feeling the pressure. Though he’d grown close to the group since the start of his travels, he didn't know if he was ready to share everything with them but the ever-growing hunger in his chest was becoming too much to cope with alone. He’d have to tell them eventually or he would have to leave them. “No, not my knees.” He considered continuing but didn’t know if Nana would even understand what he was going to say.  

“I would say maybe it was something you ate, but then you’re the one who does all the cooking and it sure is better than any concoction I make. Last spring I made the most horrible of dishes. That rat was good when I killed it but apparently when I mixed it with grease from that ooze…” She could see the colour draining from Gale’s face. “Sorry, I’m rambling. But I’m guessing it’s not food-related?”

“Not food either.” Gale stopped for a moment and looked at Nana. He saw something in her that he couldn’t explain. He’d seen her try to help everyone they had come across, from tiefling children that she was robbed by, to stepping in front of an arrow to save a goblin who then insulted her. All life seemed precious to her, so maybe his would too. “Nana…Why don’t we take a little break? Allow ourselves a few moments of rest. Gives me a chance to talk to you about something, well, rather important.” 

Nana nodded. “Ok, Nana calm calm. It’s just a break. It’s nothing serious. He’s not going to kiss you. Gods, I’d like him to kiss me. His eyes are so dreamy.” Her voice rushed on, just a never-ending stream of thoughts spilt out into reality. She took a seat on a nearby rock and patted a little patch next to her signalling for Gale to join her. 

Gale gave a subtle smile as he sat beside her. He wasn’t going to object to the words she said but he wasn’t sure how he felt about her. Especially right now as his muscles ached and his mind tore in two. “Have you ever realised that you say everything out loud?” 

“It’s been mentioned to me before. I tried to keep it all in my head but it gets a bit messy after a while. If I say it out loud then it keeps room for the important things.” Nana tried to explain it the best she could. This was the truth. As a changeling trying to keep one form for a long period, trying to keep the memories together, the personalities all separate, and then trying to keep constant control proved to be exhausting and if she kept everything in her head she surely would have gone mad like other changelings had been known to.

“And what important things would they happen to be?” Gale asked with curiosity.

Him. The tadpole flickered in her mind. “Oh you know, cooking recipes and naughty poetry.” She smiled, her green eyes sparkling brightly in the sunlight. “But you wanted to talk to me about something important. I’m guessing it’s neither of those topics.”

Gale gazed into her eyes, lost for a brief moment, and then nodded in recognition of her remark. “We’ve been on the road together for a while now, haven't we? Survived some perils, overcame some obstacles. I’ve seen you demonstrate remarkable guile and courage.”

“I’ve just been doing what I do. I wouldn’t say any of it is courageous. Unless you’re talking about that couple from the shack, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to shake that image.” Nana gave a shudder at the thought of the ogre and bugbear they had encountered the previous day.

“No, no, not that.” He chuckled. “No, I believe, I’ve grown to trust you.” His voice was soft and sincere.

Nana tried to read him but could see no ulterior motive. This was new to her. Her face was one of scepticism and she leaned in slightly to try and hear him better. “Hm, I thought you trusted me anyway, and that's why you let me stir the cooking in the evenings.”

He looked at her with affection and felt the orb hum. He pushed down the painful sensation that ran through his chest and sighed deeply. He needed to tell her. “I did, I do. Either way, the reason I make a point of saying this is that I’ve grown confident enough to tell you something I’ve yet to tell another living soul. Except for my cat.”

Nana stayed quiet listening intently to the words he spoke. 

“You see, I have this…condition. Very different from the parasite we share, but just as deadly. Every so often I need to get my hands on a powerful magical item and absorb the Weave inside.” His tone was serious, he had tried to explain it as vaguely and as simply as he could for her and he hoped she would grasp what he was telling her.

“So…You need to eat shoes?”

“Eat shoes? That’s what you took away from that? It’s not so much eating as it is absorbing the magical energies that are within the items. I can say no more on the matter - not now anyway, just trust me when I say it’s all of vital importance.” He stared deep into her eyes, looking for the understanding he sought, hoping she would not reject him in his time of need. The pain in his chest radiated throughout his body and he tried his best to ignore it. 

Nana’s face was full of concern for him. All she wanted was to help. “And this is why you’re in pain? You need something magical?” 

Gale nodded solemnly in response. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you but I wouldn’t press this without good reason.”

Nana swung around her pack, settling it on her lap and started digging through it. She chucked out random items, books, a music box which gave an off-note clang as it hit the floor, and a half-eaten apple she’d found earlier in the day. Eventually, she pulled out a small magic necklace and offered it over to Gale. “Here, the tiefling girl gave it to me but I’ve no use for it. You can have it.” Gale looked into her eyes. He placed one hand under the locket and the other above her hand and cupped them closely together. Nana could feel the warmth from his touch and her heart began to quicken its beat. Her voice hitched and her cheeks flushed red. “You’re touching me” she gasped. 

“Apologies.” Gale lessened his grip and took the locket from her. He held it to the marking on his chest, one that for so long Nana had wanted to run her fingers along, and he leaned back. His face appeared to be in pain and the orb glowed a brilliant purple. A moment later the necklace was gone but Gale sat with a relieved expression. He sighed deeply. “That hit the spot. I can feel it work. The magic is like a lullaby that sings to sleep the demon inside.”  

Nana’s face grew concerned. A demon . The tadpole twisted and writhed wanting to share the image in her mind.

“A metaphorical demon I haste to point out. But no less dangerous - and no less bound to wake up again to continue its ravages. Such is the nature of all monsters.”

“You’re going to be okay, aren't you? We can fix it, maybe find a cure?” She gave him a hopeful look.

Gale looked away unsure. He had no answer for this. His year of research and hiding locked in his tower had brought very few answers. He couldn’t expect to find them here. He turned back to her, his face brighter than it had been the previous few days. “Sincerely though: I understand I ask a lot from you with few answers in return, but in time all will be told.” 

“I’m just glad it helped. Tell me, if you need anything else, I’ve got quite the collection of nicknacks and doodads in my bag now. I’m sure I can stop you from getting hungry.” Nana pointed the pack at Gale as if to show him proudly of her collection.

He smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind. But now I think we should continue moving. The day is vanishing before our very eyes and the warmth of the sun will no longer lie on our faces.” Gale stood and held out his hand to Nana.

She looked at it briefly but threw her pack over her back and stood without taking it. A brief flash of rejection flashed over Gale's face but he ignored the accompanying thought that came along with it. He would just need to be satisfied with the trust he had gained from her today. Nothing more, nothing less.

[blogger-yura]

Entry #48 July 31st '23

#YurasLife #DailyYura #Birthday2023 #Food

𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐘𝐮𝐫𝐚 - Happy Birthday to Me!

Happy happy birthday to me! Ah! Another year has come and gone. How insane is that? Have you guys felt the weight of the years coming settling lately, or have you felt the weight of the years passing go away? (*>∀<*) It's truly curious, isn't it? How time can run the same speed for everyone and yet feel so different!

This year, I'll admit, I feel lighter. I've also been a bit more excited over birthdays. Mine, specifically. If you've been around a bit, you know my thoughts on birthdays, how it has always been more a celebration of growth with friends and family than actually something for myself, a gathering for all, not me. I guess I just never had something or someone I looked forward to spending the day with... But this year? I was greedy with it. Just a little! But still greedy, I think!

Although I'm posting a little late, I'd still like to share how the day was like with you!

I got so many surprises, too! At the restaurant we went to for dinner, the corn dish! And at 12AM, not one minute later, everyone at my doorstep singing happy birthday! My favorite gift, if I must say, was the silliest little thing. San always knows how to surprise me, got me some fun little surprise balls, and they had the cutest looking little kittens inside! He said they're collectibles, so now we have to get them all! ﾟ+.ﾟ(*´∀`)bﾟ+.ﾟ

Another thing I loved this year was my family visiting, it's been a while since I spent a birthday with them! I believe that made it super duper special, too. It was great having them over for a few days and making the moment memorable, I miss them dearly even if I do see them regularly.

For you, what's the best way to spend a birthday? Is there anything you do religiously every year for yours? Since I moved here, my friends and I have always tried to wake the other up with surprise cake at unholy hours! Just some months ago, we sneaked into a friend's house at 4AM! It's always fun and makes for the weirdest, improvised little parties.

Ah, with all of that being said, I farewell July! It's been a fun, exciting month for me! Lots of birthdays, fun times, and memories made ♡

How did July treat you this year? Are you happy or sad it's come to an end? Even though I'll miss it, I'm excited for what's to come! Can't believe we're already so close to the end of the year. Gotta make the best out of the time we've got left!

Alright, my beautiful readers~. I'll go now and set you guys free! Have a lovely day ahead, and as always, we'll see each other soon!

With love, -Yura ♡

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hello! could i hear about 5, 6, and 11 for the ask game?

ABSOLUTELY! Thank you, kind stranger :)

5 - Favorite Minor Character

My favorite minor characters? Oooh y'all-

I'm an Emmalyn lover fr. She's autistic. She's a sweetheart. I love her. I can and will kill for Cadenza. My beloved.

Btw big fan of my friend's crack ship of Emmalyn and Nana (y'all should ask me about that <3)

6 - Favorite Skins

Y'all remember Laurance's baby shower fit? That. Specifically after his hair got fluffy and they were rocking around Malachi's castle.

Also LOVE Aph's princess dress she got from the shadow knight lady in Pikoro(?)

Oh!! And everything Lucinda ever wore ever. I love her.

And Zoey's timeskip clothes! Basically everyone's timeskip clothes are gorgeous.

11 - rewrite, redesign, and/or reinterpretation

Okay- so-

I don't have a current rewrite. I do, however, have my own canon. It's mostly a playground for my ocs tbh.

That being said-

I love shadow knights. I love their mechanics and made my own rules for them.

So-

Shadow Knights are people who have had their soul ritually torn and removed. When someone is sacrificed on an alter to the shadow lord, they die. Their soul is extracted and half of it is given to the shadow lord for power. The other half is used to reanimate the dead. This grants them strength, speed, and some magic - a la The Shadow Knight Form.

Shadow knights complete their ritual by slaying either a loved one, someone they had an oath to, or just...so many innocent people. So, some SKs come back and off their spouses or their lords or like- burn an orphanage. Classic stuff, really. And bada bing bada boom, you got yourself a fully realized shadow knight!

Unrelated but another Danni Rewrite thing-

Brian betrays PD in my version because he is sick of living in a small town where nothing happens and he's living under his father's shadow. Also, Zane promised he could help Brian come into power.

Sometimes, though, Brian betrays PD because he's trying to woo one of the guards - my oc, Virgil - but they are more loyal to their village than Brian.

This, depending on the work I'm writing, leads to Virgil killing Brian and becoming a full shadow knight because they did truly love him, but they couldn't let him destroy the town that took them in.

I should really start drawing mcd again-

Keep up the asking!!

[neriyon]

Oh right I said something about giving my opinions on the expansion so uh, I guess I should start writing them out now.

Obiviously spoilers for the entirety of Dawntrail MSQ!!!

Tbh I don't know where to start iuefhiuefh.

Uhhh graphical update turned out nice! Out of the 3 of us, me and Shu kinda questioned if the update even happened since Hawu'li and Dre were virtually same as before, and Nana (player) kept mentioning how cute Nana (character) looks now. My only complaint is that Hawu'li's eyes are like one or two shades darker than they used to be, and I'm currently kinda debating if I want to bother using fantasia to fix it.

Enviroments look nice, and while I'm yet to go to many of the old areas (I sent Shu to go look at Il Mheg while me and Nana sat in que and it looked very nice), new areas are gorgeous! All of us literally screamed out loud when we noticed that the grass bends when you touch it haha. I'm also personally fan of the little tilt thing mounts do now if you strafe - it's very satisfying and I keep strafing around just to see my bike or flying mount tilt (❁´◡`❁)

As for story: I'm genuely surprised to see posts that some people didn't like it? I wouldn't call it my favorite expansion, but to me the story was good and the characters enjoyable. Only thing I'd complain about is that the pacing is very funky at times: first few areas are fine, then it slows down to a crawl, then speeds up very quickly to again slow down to almost complete halt before things pick up again. I still fail to care too much about the "cowboy area" - it felt very disconnected from everything else. Kinda same with the moblin area, but at least that place had some connectivity to the competition (+ the kidnap plot).

Meanwhile the "blue area" (sorry about the terms iauefhhu I don't have game open rn and I am chronically incapable of remembering any names) felt rushed: we wander in, no one wants to talk to us, then suddenly the big antagonist up till that point just goes "hey uh our culture's fucked, if you wanna change it I'll help". Imo that could've used some more time. Maybe have the Wuk Lamat instance happen earlier, and have the big lizard man think about things a bit longer, just to make it feel like he didn't change his entire worldview in like, half a quest.

As mentioned, cowboy area felt incredibly boring to me and I honestly don't know why. Catboy tribe was fine - I'd rather go spend more time with them. Their whole thing was pretty rushed, and while I have a small feeling that they'll be part of the patch storylines, I'd liked if we had been given a bit more time with them before things went to hell again.

Heritage found, Solution 9 and all that was better paced and the storytelling there was great! Like seeing one of the npcs forget about the old dead lady within seconds felt very horrifying. Shu and Nana haven't gotten that far yet (I finished the story on my own after returning home), but I remember spamming groupchat with "what the fuuuuuck that's so fucked" and stuff like that lol. Attack on Tuliyollal too, I think I have a few screenshots saved of npcs I noticed crying after dead loved ones on the streets right after it. Devs did great job portraying how scary the entire thing was.

What else uhhhh.... oh right the last area. Absolutely gorgeous again, and I do get the lore reasons, but damn does it suck having the areas go all lifeless if you want to finish story. I was looking forward to taking pictures there in the future :/ I did try and take some quick shots everywhere before going forward, but I'm sure I missed something. Probably have to get new game+ to that point when DT gets added there just for more screenshot locations.

This is already getting long but idc I'm rambling about characters too. Erenville sweet baby boy I am so sorry the entire last half became a personal nightmare for you (┬┬﹏┬┬) But we got to see him smile! Like actually smile not just tiny smirks! (I should have screenshot of that too lol) They better not write him completely out after this, I wanna go on adventures with him - something that doesn't leave him traumatized maybe.

Also pushing every Wuk Lamat disliker out of the way to hang out with her more. She was a very fun character, and I loved the fact that she actually went and did things on her own, not waiting around for WoL to save her every time like many of the npcs tend to do. She and Hawu'li are besties now.

Green G'raha Koana was a positive surprise too! Smart and a bit snobbish catboy who's bad with his feelings, but makes effort to learn and grow for his people and sister. Absolutely loved him getting very angry when Wuk Lamat was in danger - nerdy cat can go little feral, as a treat. Definitely added into Hawu'li's ever growing polycule - not into his bracelet yet, but they defenitely kissed during msq and probably started (casually) going out after.

Sphene... I really like her dress lol. Uhh I personally felt she was very sus from the start, but I feel like Hawu'li would've not picked up on those. Her plan would've come as complete surprise to him, and made him very very sad. Hawu'li's very "there's always a way if we just try hard enough" type of person, and being told that it's either having everyone else in the universe die or having the Endless die would've seriously got him feeling down for some time. Being a WoL means killing people to protect others sometimes, he knows that, but still. Luckily he had people there with him, who will keep supporting him, but he'll most likely need a little vacation after all this. (Luckily the Tuliyollali inn room is perfect for that haha)

Aaaand lastly, some random thoughts all tossed in no particular order since I can't ramble in the tags:

"This old man (Ketenramm) has more HD face than all of us combined D:" - me

*him saying something about being more than a guest to Gulool Ja Ja* -> me, quietly whispering in vc: "old man yaoi..."

Whomst the fuck did Zoraal Ja get his kid with??? There wasn't a single other lizard in Solution Nine, and I don't remember seeing any in Heritage Found either. Hell, none of the Alexandria flashbacks show any lizard people either. Did he just get some random hyur lady off the street? If yes then what happened to her? Did she die in childbirth? Got killed by Zoraal Ja for whatever reason?

Tiny jumpscare when milalla lore started saying stuff about "calamity that froze everything" and "came from somewhere else" and I, for a tiny second, feared they'd give some canon lore regarding Sixth and I'd have to go rewrite bunch of things in my own lore for the place. (luckily saved by msq mentioning the most likely came from source)

Happy that they gave us the alpaca mount for free! It's so adorable.

Sad that I had to use 7,5mil gil to get the purple bike mount 😑 I mean Hawu'li is swimming in money since I rarely buy anything (last "big buy" was that golden sheep), but muh money. At least it's a neat mount

They really went "you feel like you aren't needed healers? say no more, heal checks for everyone!". Last time I had to sweat that much on trial fight was Zeromus - DT made every trial pretty intense to heal.

That last trial holy fuck my brain is NOT big enough for it. I somehow survived with only one death (we wiped within like first 30 seconds lol), but god it was so stressful

Dungeons were generally neat, but I noticed a distinct "fuck mages and anyone with long cast times". So so much movement in almost every fight.

"En Avant saves lives" is true for the whm dash skill too. That skill is the best thing we've gotten in ages, it's saved me so many times when I notice I'm in wrong spot at the very last second.

SCREE BOSS! I was so happy when I save it omg. The boss before that sucked but seeing scree made it all better. (Our party immediately went "scree!" in chat lol)

Haven't seen all dungeon drops yet, but craftable/vendor gear is a bit meh. Happy for people who like those Mad Max bondage sets, but I'm not a fan. 98 gear being recolored Ironworks gear was not on my bingo list, but at least the healer top was nice for the few levels I wore it during leveling.

Login ques haven't been too bad! Idk how it goes on NA servers, but on Lich longest que I've seen after the launch (right after launch we had 2,8k que) is like, 40.

Dungeon ques were nonexistent on whm during msq, but now that I'm trying to level dps I regularily get 40 minute waits. Kinda debating if I should just switch to sch and level summoner with that, then swap back and learn to play it on like last dunegon or something.

Fates seem to give like half a mil exp (exp boosted ones give double iirc), so I've just been doing them while sitting in que.

Yet to try picto or viper but they look fun.

Azem mark on the key thing just before the final fight made me immediately think about Eleos coming to help his lovely little shard again 🥺

Koana has very nice jp voice, but I can't shake the feeling I know it from somewhere. Apparently I managed to get a screenshot of credits where his VAs are shown and *jazz hands* his seiyuu is Kaito Ishikawa. So it's probably his role as Iida (BNHA) that I'm recognizing since I've been watching bnha while eating for past few weeks. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Oh right and since I mentioned that N'jinh would go with Hawu'li this time: I'm slowly putting everything together after MSQ but I think he'll come along right from the start. Tural catboy lore doesn't fit him too well lol.

[gon-and-killuas-mother]

i am attempting "light therapy" to help fix my sleep schedule and i'm cranky about it

my aunt, who's a neuropsychiatrist (one of the few women in her field and fairly well known at this point, don't know if anyone's heard of Dr. Jo Cara Pendergrass but damn she's cool) was in town this week to look after her mom post-cataract surgery

Cara is probably the smartest person in the family, all things considered

(my brother and I give her a run for her money but neither of us intend on getting a goddamn PhD lol) (also my dad wouldn't appreciate me saying that, he is also pretty smart. but like. he's got intelligence, he's just lacking in wisdom)

ANYWAY. of all the people in the family, Cara is the person i rarely have to explain my illnesses to. usually, i have to tack on a brief description of it anytime i say "yeah i have EDS and fibromyalgia and IBS and--"

but last time i saw her over Christmas, i told her the diagnosis and had my script prepared to explain, but she just went "Oh yeah Ehlers Danlos -- wait. Oh."

her face did the thing where she was processing new info at light speed by blinking and cycling through several expressions as the pieces of the mystery that is my chronic ailments settled themselves in place

unfortunately i wasn't at the point where i was comfortable enough to tell anyone how miserable and in pain i was, that was something i put off another couple of months before i confessed to Nana that i'd become a grocery thief and was on my way to being homeless. that's also around when my brother asked my permission to share my story with the family, because he knows how difficult it is for me to admit how much i'm struggling.

i'm rambling tbh but only to keep me awake and sitting outside long enough

ANYWAY

so Cara was here this week. i went to visit the other night. we always have really interesting conversations about our brains and genes and family shite, i don't think anyone other than my brother and i can actually hold a conversation with her about that kind of shit.

i did NOT go there just for advice, but when i told her how much trouble i've had getting out of bed before evening, she gave me a couple of tips that i'm now trying out

1). the 24-hour sleep deprivation strategy

it sounds like a nightmare to me, but apparently has supporting evidence that, at least in the short term, resets your circadian rhythm.

if you've ended up awake hours past your desired bedtime, then instead of simply going to bed late, it's advised* to keep yourself awake throughout the rest of the day until the next bedtime.

( * WITH CONSULTATION OR SUPERVISION OF A DOCTOR)

the reason this is supposedly effective is that the longer you stay awake, the higher the sleep pressure becomes (sleep pressure is just your body's signal to go the fuck to bed, which is something i'm intimately familiar with as it's a constant companion of mine regardless of sleep hygiene). the higher the sleep pressure the easier it is to fall asleep and, ideally, the better your sleep becomes.

Cara did emphasize that as far as we know, it's only a short term strategy. either we haven't done enough studies or we haven't figured out how to apply it to a longer term solution.

2). Light therapy

i was already somewhat aware of this but not to the extent that Cara explained.

the trick here is to force yourself out of bed (if you're able) and sit outside. preferably on sunny days. she said this even works if you end up falling asleep outside anyway, you're still absorbing sunlight.

there's no immediate change, as it does take a few days or more to notice any improvements (this checks out, as i am still drowsy as fuck) but doing this daily or semi-daily gradually convinces the body and brain to be awake earlier.

it's one of those things that a lot of disabled folk like me, especially those with fucked up sleep, would hear and get annoyed with, because we've tried so many different strategies that have each failed one way or another. and hearing "go outside" just reminds me of my mother and every yoga enthusiast insisting on all natural medicine, which understandably raises my metaphorical hackles.

but Cara, again, is the smartest person i know. i'm much more willing to take the advice of a neuropsychiatrist over a yoga mom, despite them actually agreeing on something.

and also? i do miss the Sun, quite terribly.

so if, by sometime next week, i'm magically able to wake up earlier with less struggle, i will let y'all know. i'm gonna be cranky about it, especially if it actually WORKS, but as the neighborhood mascot of Sleep Deprivation i think i'm a pretty good indicator if something like this is legit or not.

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[hand-of-devotion]

Something tells me that they won’t get to the whole. Achieving Rau’shans shard thing as quickly as tonight.

However, I’ve been spending time rotating the potential of literally every Bells Hells member getting it, what it would do to them, and how either narratively rewarding/interesting it would be.

The least likely but in my mind potentially funniest is obviously FCG. I keep making myself laugh at the concept of the influence there being akin to like. Laser beam eye upgrades. Or maybe something with hyper charging the fantasy easy bake oven lmao. I honestly can’t think of a reason as to why he would get it narratively speaking. Maybe if he and Ashton’s relationship were more fleshed out there could be some argument there but out of all the pre-canon duos they’ve sadly been the least developed in my eyes (which isn’t to say they don’t care for each other. they do. just not enough in my mind to make it A Reason for it to end up with FCG).

Unlikely but I could still hypothetically see it being done in a non-humorous way is Imogen. Who I pretty much doubt will genuinely get it as much as I doubt it going to FCG. But she’s still at least more credible in my eyes as a result of her connections to the Ruidus/Ludinus situation. Which also simultaneously is the thing that makes me think she wouldn’t get it? It’s weird. Like I WOULD understand it happening because of her role thus far but simultaneously believe out of everyone her importance is also what makes it nearly least likely. There’s also good meteor imagery there.

Unlikely but still potentially interesting to me. Is a tie between Orym and Chetney. Obviously for Chet, he’s already got a very minimal grasp on the element and the idea of him “going out in a blaze of glory” as a fire wolf is cool conceptually. Orym is weirdly something I’ve thought a lot about but still struggle to word properly. Basically my feelings there can be chalked up to “something something fan the flames”. Regarding his minimal grasp on the element of air, which is complementary to fire. As well as attention that can be drawn towards Orym and Ashton’s already existing battle compatibility. There’s also something to be said about “resident normal little guy” so swiftly becoming less normal to reflect the group I guess?

Then more likely and interesting is Laudna! Other people have already discussed her interest in the Primordial Titans. As well as her active grappling with Delilah AND the source of her sorcerers magic. Of course getting primordial abilities could be extremely dangerous if it does nothing to offset the amount of hypothetical control Delilah has over the situation. But you know. At this point if Laudna wants to try burning the witch out from the inside in some wild attempt to gain SOME sort of active control and understanding over ANY of her powers, I say god speed Queen. I live for hubris and general bad decisions if that wasn’t already obvious from who I’m personally rooting most for.

Then of course the most obvious and likely being a tie between Fearne and Ashton. I’ve talked plenty about Ashton’s specific potential as it’s what I’m personally most interested in seeing so instead I’ll just talk about the aspects of Fearnes potential that I enjoy! Obviously the main two things for me are her established connection to and control over the element as well as her recently established bond with the champion of Asmodeus! I personally am a big fan of the idea that the current primordial shard situation will mirror the union of Ka’mort and Rau’shan. Which, obviously if they’re not uniting through just Ashton as a vessel, the NEXT best parallel to ME would be their ‘union’ having some ties to Asmodeus. Who intended to be the one to ‘revive’ them the first time during the Calamity. And again, Fearne is the closest in the party to Asmodeus. I’ve seen some people mention Nana Morri and how it’s possible she kept Fearne in that weird time pocket because she needed to be older when all this stuff in canon was going on? I don’t personally see that, to me it always seemed like more of an exploration of fey morality (Morris possessiveness over her ‘collection’ and Fearnes complicated ideas about relationships and attachments), the unintended consequences of her parents actions, as well as a potential avenue for strain and conflict for Fearne. But it is true that Morri witnesses ‘fate’ and has messed with the flow of things on purpose before so! I also wouldn’t at all be against that. I would also like to see it effect Mister. Upgrade that fire spirit monkey into like. Fire spirit King Kong. With a gun.

Tldr:

I doubt if it does go entirely to one specific person it’d be anyone other than Fearne or Ashton, MAYBE Laudna. I would be kinda surprised but not upset by it going to Chetney or Orym. And I can’t conceive of a narratively satisfying way of it ending up with Imogen or FCG but also don’t think I’d personally be “mad” about it, I’m sure I could get down with it given time for it to start having effects on them lol

[rimouskis]

is there some way we can bribe you for track by track thoughts on whatever albums you listen to? my personal vote would be for four, an album of some of the silliest songs in the world and grade a certified bangers

no bribery all I ask is that you listen to one song I love in return. so first go listen to Yippie Ki Yay by Hippo Campus and review it back to me then you're allowed to look beneath the cut

wait. I changed my mind. also you're not allowed to get offended at any of my meaningless opinions on an album from almost 10 years ago. capisce? I promise whether or not I like any of these songs is not an indictment of your personal music taste. love and light to all 1D fans

Steal My Girl: I like what this track initially put down. Really loud and stadiumesque bass, which is generally a one-way-ticket to "bec likes this song"-ville. but it keeps backing down for them to sing their verses, and personally I prefer constant auditory assault from said stadium-shaking bass+beats, but the loud chorus makes up for it. it's a little slow and plodding, but it's definitely a happy song. enjoyable! not likely to be on heavy rotation for me, but I won't skip it if it comes up. I do appreciate a good "na na na na nana". Banger. ✅

Ready to Run: the opening of this song is so nostalgic ahahah it sounds like that whole slate of acoustic guitar songs from the late 2000s. I like that! I wasn't as big of a fan when the full instrumental backing came in!!! leave it acoustic! is there an acoustic version of this song? that's what I want

Where Do Broken Hearts Go: now here's a big loud stadium chorus. yes. I wish to be top row in some enormous basketball stadium and hear this beamed directly at my head with the force of 1000 fighter jets while a strobe light whites out my eyes.

18: here's my secret, cap... I don't like ballads. like sure it speeds up about halfway through but I just have to accept about myself that I don't like this type of pop music. it's slow it's lovey and I need about 15 more levels of loud bass for this to work. this is also why miss swift's folklore and evermore albums didn't work for me [don't throw tomatoes at me okay I TRIED TO LIKE IT AND I DON'T. I NEED LOUD GUITARS.]

Girl Almighty: YES A SONG I KNOW! I KNOW THIS ONE! MY FRIEND HAS A TATTOO ABOUT IT! I do think the "save a savior" line is silly but this song is so bouncy and delightful that I'll forgive it. also "let's have another toast to the girl almighty" is such a delightful lyric. I need to add this song to my skiing playlist. Banger. ✅

Fool's Gold: snnznnnnznznzzzzzzzzzz another slow song. ballad BANISHED (it's not a bad song I just achieve normal person levels of dopamine via fast music)

Night Changes: [points] look ma it's the song from the meme! does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes! would you believe me if I told you this is the first time I've heard this song in its entirety? because it's true. it's not a bad song! not super to my taste, but I was willing to sit through the whole thing. I really enjoyed the vocals in this one.

No Control: I like the guitars here. I do NOT like the chorus, which is too bad. the verses are good. not a flop, but not a banger :(

Fireproof: at this point I think I'm beginning to experience 1D fatigue. their voices are all starting to blend together. pop overload. this song blends into the background. I feel like I'd hear this song at the state fair playing on some speakers. inoffensive. it smells like popcorn and deep fried oreos here. a vehicle from the dirt rally catches on fire. the speakers crackle. louis croons, unbothered.

Spaces: ballads BANISHED!!!!!! BEGONE

Stockholm Syndrome: I rather enjoy the "WHOA!!!!" noises in the chorus here. I fear the rest of it does not overly stick out to me. more perfectly innocuous pop music

Clouds: this song is sadly SUPER not for me ahaha. it's strange bc I think the bones are there but something about the production isn't for me. I feel like if the sound was rawer and it was produced in a more rockish sense it would absolutely bang. like, strip this down to ONE boy singing the chorus, make the singing a bit grittier, and fuck with the instrumentation a bit, and then we're in business

Change Your Ticket: christ this album is long. [it is at this moment that Bec realizes she selected the "Deluxe" version on spotify. "fuck," she says to herself. well, in for a penny, in for a pound.] I like this one. not in a "it's gonna make it onto my playlists" kinda way, but in a "oh yes this is a fun pop song" kinda way. 7.5/10, would bop around if this was played at a wedding reception.

Illusion: nooooooot for me

Once in a Lifetime: BALLADS B A N I S H E D. but also this song is about the pens core thanks.

Act My Age: ANOTHER SONG I KNOW! AND HAVE LISTENED TO FREQUENTLY! I ENJOY THIS SONG GREATLY. MY FAVORITE PART IS UNFORTUNATELY THE FIRST FIFTEEN SECONDS, WHICH I WISH TO LISTEN TO ON REPEAT. I COULD DO WITHOUT THE SINGING. I'M REALLY HERE FOR THE FIDDLE. FIDDLES4EVER. But also I really like the slower chorus breakdown here aha. I think it works very well, and then it slams so harshly back into that fiddle segment. ugh. so good. don't love the verses here but all is forgiven for the sake of the fiddle.

mission accomplished 👍