#like they both have A Pronounced Hair Part that goes to the right.. they both have NICE lips.. they both got that sort-of square/round hea

[todayisafridaynight]

RAAAGH SECRETARY YURI!!!!!!

THEY SHOULD KISS AND HOLD HANDS AND IGNORE THEIR BOSSES' EMAILS !!!!!!!!!!

[katiascraft]

"Tryna feel it like a compliment? It's feeling like the opposite" | LN4

Parings: Lando Norris x reader.

Summary: you go to a mutual friend's birthday party. You and Lando broke up a few months ago. He has a new girl and she looks nothing like you.

PART 2 -> "SUE ME"

Word count: +1,7k.

Now playing: "Opposite" by Sabrina Carpenter.

Warnings: angst. Not a native english speaker so there could be errors. Not proofread.

a/n: hey again :3 Dont forget to like or reblog! And follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)

MASTERLIST

“Are you sure you’re ready to go y/n? We can stay otherwise. No pressure my love” your best friend said lovingly to you.

The both of you were invited to a friend’s birthday party. Both of you are already dressed up and beautiful. The thing was that Lando was also going to the party too. And that was nerve breaking for you.

You haven’t seen Lando in months. Exactly 5 months since you both decided to end the 2 year relationship you’ve built. It was the worst break up you’ve ever gone through. And you’re not even over him yet. And to be honest it was more his devotion than yours. That hurt like hell.

He said he didn’t love you anymore and there was no point in pushing something that was already off. You still have nightmares of him saying that. Nothing hurt you more than that moment. Those words. His lips said it. His eyes looked straight through you - seeing you breaking as each letter he pronounced.

You didn’t think you were ready to see him again. But at the same time you needed to see him. It was sort of a test you wanted to put yourself through. A self destructive one. You knew it was gonna be touchy but you also wished you could reconnect.

You nodded to your bestie. “I wanna go. If something goes wrong I’ll pay the taxi. Don’t worry” you said confidently. Even though you wanted to throw up already because of the anxiety you were feeling. Your friend giggled a little. She gave you a confidence hug.

“You look incredible. If I were Lando I would choke with my drink and die” she joked to make you laugh. You did a little. But hearing his name shattered you inside. She took your hand que got out of her house.

The Uber drove fastly to the party. It was a busy London night but the party was going to be on the outsides of the city. Which in this case didn't help getting that fast to the party. But it was what it was. The two of you paid the Uber in cash and got out of the car.

The first people receiving you both at the party were clearly already drunk. You don’t see Lando yet and that made you think that maybe he didn’t come. Just the thought of it made you feel calmer. You followed your friend to where George and Carmen, his girlfriend, were dancing with the group of friends. even Lewis Hamilton was there. You say hi to everyone with a big smile and hugged all of them. You were starting to feel happy that Lando didn’t come. Or at least you wanted to convince yourself of that.

You didn't remember how many hours have passed since you got to the party and started drinking. You were dancing in the middle of the dance floor with an unknown guy you met on the bar. Everything was fine until you saw right behind the guy what you didn’t expect nor you didn’t want to believe you saw.

It was Lando. With another girl. Kissing. Like crazy.

You felt your heart skip a bit. Even you felt breathless. You stopped dancing in shock processing the view you had.

Your heart was shattering every second that passed by looking at him with another girl.

She looked nothing like you. Blonde shiny hair. Flawless face with big lips. You just couldn’t take it.

All the times he said you were the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. He used to say that your looks didn’t compare to anyone. Yet there he was with the opposite of you. You felt so little in that room full of people. You thought the world was crumbling down while you saw him laughing with her. He even blushed nervously just how you made him feel back then.

You couldn’t move. You didn’t know how to continue your life properly. You were still so in love with him. He was the love of your life. You loved every single detail of him. You couldn’t stop dreaming of his eyes or about his laugh. You dream of being happily ever after with him. When you were together you thought you were end game. Nothing could break you. But then he stopped loving you.

He didn’t love you anymore.

Now he loves this girl.

Has he ever loved you? Did he tell the truth? Was he honest?

You woke from the trance because your friend came to rescue you with Carmen. They try to talk to you to check on you but in that instant you find Lando’s eyes looking straight to you. His smile disappeared when he saw you. And when that happened you just wanted to cry really bad. You tried to hold it together but you couldn’t. You couldn’t stare at him anymore. You couldn’t bear the pain you were feeling now.

You sprinted straight to the bathroom followed by your best friend and Carmen. You didn’t want to cause a scene but you couldn’t control your anxiety. You wanted to stop existen right there and then. You wanted to disappear. You felt ashamed.

How could you think he would love to be back with you? To the life you had together?

You were never the love of his life nor the woman of his dreams.

He looked happy, something you now know you couldn’t do.

Your friend tried to calm you down but you were just a waterfall of tears. Carmen tried to talk to you to make you feel better but you couldn’t listen. You just listen to all the negative thoughts that were eating you alive.

He stayed with you just to find someone who is the opposite to you. You couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was going on and on in your head making the scar grow bigger and bigger.

When you were back to reality you just hugged your best friend. You needed her. She knew all of your feelings. She has been there with you all along. Along with all of the pain you felt since Lando walked away. You have grieved your future self since then. You wanted a life with Lando. A life that now didn’t exist and would never exist.

After a few minutes you could calm yourself down. Carmen and your friend fixed your makeup and tried to make you feel better. But you just wanted to go home.

“I’ll call an Uber. I need to go home. I can’t stay” I said to my friend and she nodded.

“Of course. Don’t wanna see you like this. Everything it’s going to be okay. I’ll call it” she said softly and stroked your hair.

You all got out of the bathroom and Carmen helped to pick your stuff up. Your friend was trying to get an Uber. You were so nervous to be out again at the party and seeing him again. So Carmen suggested you go outside while your friend finds an Uber who accepts to take you home. You agreed and went outside.

Out there you found a bench available so you sat there and started scrolling your Twitter on your phone. After a while you felt someone sitting next to you. When you looked up it was Lando. You felt terrible. He smiled a little.

“Hey… you okay?” He asked quietly. He looked nervous. You two were. The tension was high between you both. You feel uncomfortable. You’ve never felt like that with him around before. That made your heart break again. You swallow hard.

“Yeah…” you said shortly. He nodded looking around avoiding your sight. You breathe heavily. He licked his lips.

“You look beautiful” he said, finally looking at you. You just stared at the ground. Was he for real? He is with another girl looking so different and he has the audacity to call me beautiful? You felt angry. You were so hurt and he was making it worse.

You looked at him with no facial expressions. “How can you say that to me when you’re dating her?” The words left your mouth without thought. But you didn’t feel bad about it. His face showed how surprised he felt by your question. “Don’t look at me like that, Lando. What’s your intention coming here and calling me beautiful when you already have another girl and she looks the opposite to me? Go fuck yourself. You really don’t care about me. You never did. You wouldn’t be here if you would” you were furious. so hurt. You needed to scream at him but controlled your tone just because the situation it’s not where that should happen. His eyes went wide.

“Y/n I don’t know what you are talking about! Yes I’m dating another girl so? You are beautiful to me I just wanted to talk to you” he said defensively. You rolled your eyes and stood up in front of him.

“I hate you. You are dead to me. What do you want to know about me? That I’m miserable since you said you didn’t love me anymore so you can be proud of yourself for breaking my heart? Or you wanted to pretend ya never happened? Go fuck yourself. My friend was right about you. You’re a fucking player. I should’ve listened to them. So I wouldn’t be this fucking broken. Hope you’re happy Lando.” You said having enough of this. You felt very offended by his attempt of you didn’t know what. When you stormed out you bumped into his new girl and spilled her drink all over her shiny silver dress.

“Sorry not sorry” you said to her not caring a fuck about her or her dress or her night. He replaced you so easily. You were blinded by hatred and pain. She told you something but you didn’t hear. You took your best friend and got her out of the party too.

“What happened?” She asked worried, finally finding an Uber who accepted to pick you both up. You sigh so stressed. Adrenaline was pushing hard on your veins.

“Lando talked to me and I just told him to fuck off” you said even surprising yourself for doing such thing.

“Oh shit” your best friend said.

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I really wanted Lando to win COTA 😭. Franco was so good though - love him!!!

Hope you liked it 💌 if you ideas my inbox is open so leave your requests!

[sexydoffyman]

Could I maybe get an NSFW alphabet plz with male reader? Thanks!

NSFW ALPHABET - KÖNIG

navigation

genre: smut

characters: König

A/n: a friend pf mine pronounces his name like qwajnk.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Oh boy. He doesn't really seem like it but he really fucking likes cuddles. He definitely uses his height to his advantage. (You're getting grounded, literary) He is a little self-conscious after sex. He knows he's big. He also knows he could hurt you pretty badly. Thoughts of you hating him or losing interest fill his head. He just has to grab you and make sure you stay there with him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his arms. You can grab on them, and it makes them seem even bigger than they already are. He likes putting you in a chokehold.

What he favours the most in you are your legs. Thighs specifically. He doesn't really have a reason for it. He just likes them. Let the man get some thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Average texture, not super thick, but also not watery. Hex - f3f5e6 Big man big load. Usually pulls out and catches it in his hand. (He doesn't want to add work by having to clean anything up) He also doesn't really want you to swallow it. He is mature he doesn't need a porn actor who will do anything to satisfy a dude. He'd rather have real sex.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He doesn't fit in a fleshlight. He's pretty embarrassed about the whole thing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's over 40. Definitely has a pretty big body count. About 27 I'd say. (counting one-night stands) He finally found someone on whom he can use his knowledge on.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Spooning or the seashell.

When he spoons you he can put you in a chokehold, making you fight back a little. On the other hand, when he bends your legs you won't be able to fucking move.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious but not a nerd kinda serious. He just doesn't speak much.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps a solid bush on there. (He does make sure to clean it properly) It is not messy. He's got a little thicker happy trail. And he's a pretty brunet down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be pretty brutal both with his actions and with his words. Or he can be soft with both. It depends on both of your moods.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This testosterone-filled man definitely jerks off. Even when you are around (Doesn't try to hide it)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Being in control. I mean, can you blame him. He has the perfect body and occupation for it. Speaking of body.

Size difference. Again it just feels right.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He could fuck anywhere. Even tho he likes it the most from the safety of your bedroom he wouldn't mind a public bathroom or a friend's bedroom. He likes to be sneaky. Has never been caught once.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything.

Do anything he's hard instantly. That's why he jerks off so much.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

If you want it he wants it. Except threesomes. He wants you for himself. Who could blame him when he has such a pretty thing only for him. Why would he share

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Receiving. He isn't bad at giving but he can use his hands and dick way better than his mought.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough all the way. He loves to be in control and he's got all this raw strength and energy. Why not use it?

He also likes the slow and sensual. Both of you need a break sometimes.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'd go for them more often, but he doesn't really want to bother you. Another reason for him jerking off a lot.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s always pulling you to the side, finding a place to make you take him. He is obsessed of holding the door to make sure no one gets in.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This dude. Bruv can go as long as you can go. He will take you to the stars and back and it’ll take him only a minute to catch his breath.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Not a fan of them. He’d rather have you on his dick not some plastic. He doesn’t find much pleasure in them either.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Based on his mood.

He could play with you as he holds you down.

Or he could be quick about it.

He for sure doesn’t mind teasing you. Touching your thigh is his favourite way to do so.

V = Volume (how loud are they, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is dead silent. Sometimes it freaks you out. But if he finds out you enjoy the sounds he makes he will definitely try to add more of ‘em

Slight sighing when he lays his body on yours, little grunts and the occasional “fuck”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’s into stalking. It doesn’t matter of it’s you stalking him or the other way around. He loves the thrill.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

7.5 inches abnormaly thick. #e0ae82 base #ba7f68 tip. Slightly curved to the left.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Boy can go anywhere anytime. Public bathroom, bed, a random fucking room. He’s always thinking of it. Hard 24/7

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He likes to talk a bit afterwards but he will fall asleep like a baby right after he’s done.

[capitalisticveins]

Wedding Summary (for those who won’t be listening) (obv Wedding Spoilers)

Starting it off, there’s no big twist in it, it goes as average as you’d expect a wedding to go. No guest vas, no plot twist, its normal, 43 minutes long

- The audio starts off with both David and Angel sleeping in bed, and David wakes up before the alarm, he says its so he could spend more time with Angel before the entire day happens, its cute

- Same with Asher, except Baabe woke up abt an hour before the alarm and got dressed before Asher woke up, they’re cute 🤭

- Asher’s excited about being a husband after today, and wants to show off how he’s married to Baabe and no one else is

- Scene skips to Asher, David, Sam, and Milo driving to the hotel in one car, and it’s revealed Darlin’ had the genius idea to have the soon-to-be married couple in separate cars and not see each other until theyre at the ceremony, Milo says Sweetheart practically ran to the car with Darlin’ already inside.

- So basically it was the characters in Car A, and the listeners in Car B

- Erik pulled another “listeners talking so it’s quiet” moment for a solid 2 minutes it was hilarious

- At the hotel Sam says Darlin’ is gonna be guarding the rooms of Angel and Baabe so David and Asher don’t see them, Asher’s hair is a fucking mess its cute

- Milo’s feeling nervous abt his speech because he usually talks out his ass with everyone else and not with a lot of feeling in such a big crowd, Sam tells him to talk out of his ass then, just with less cursing💀

- A big portion of the audio is David and Asher having a convo, I zoned out during this part but basically Asher still feels insecure about being Beta and wonders truly, why did David pick him to be Beta? David said he always had faith in Asher, and knew he’s be the best for the role, even if others don’t. They have another heart-to-heart about each other through the years, and hug it out like the gays they are

- Milo barges in and demands to be a part of the hug its cute

- Milo mentions his outfit being snazzy and him possibly stealing the show from Asher and David, Asher wonders if people will be able to see him without the pedestal, Milo threatens his life and bloodline

- We get to the venue, they’re already at Milo’s speech, and I think it’s adorable how hes obviously nervous even tho hes trying not to be

- Asher’s vows are so vague and mind opening its barely abt the wedding and more about how he felt being with Baabe all these years

- David’s vows are more down-to-earth and how Angel kept him together like glue and steered his life in the right direction, one he wouldn’t change for the world, god they’re adorable

- Milo does the “with the power invested in me I know pronounce you both Husband and Spouse” but fucks up and says “You ALL Husband and Spouse” and tries to backtrack and say he meant the couples not literally everyone in the room it was cute

- yeah thats pretty much it

- Wish we saw the rest of pack or Vincent idk

[yusalterego]

Revenge; Song Mingi

pairing: song mingi x fem!reader (ft. ex!yunho)

genre: smut

word count: 4.257

warnings: sir!kink, dom!mingi, mentions of cheating and infedelity, oral sex (f and m receiving), unprotected sex, humiliation, degradation, forced voyeurism, crying, violence, choking (not sexually), slapping, i think it's all here but if i forgot something lemme know! ;)

enjoyyy!!!

you should have expected it, really.

you knew your boyfriend had been getting into sketchy business.

coming home late at night with bruises all over his body.

hiding a gun inside his closet.

convincing you to stay inside with him instead of going out with your friends at night.

it was clear that there was something threatening going after him, that he was getting more in trouble as days were passing.

but he never told you anything about his work, so the only option you had was to lay awake at night and pray that he'd come back home in one piece.

that's what you were doing mere seconds ago, huddled up in a blanket with a small pair of shorts on and one of his white tank tops, staring at your phone and waiting for a message that wasn't ever going to come, until you heard the door creak.

it was a small sound, the smallet ever, but enough to alert you and make you rise your head in the process of turning around.

"yunho?"

the sight you are met with makes you shiver.

a broad man dressed in all black is looking at you through piercing eyes.

you whimper in fear, feeling the panic overtake you as you scramble to get to the farest edge of the bed from him, covering your skimpily covered body with your blanket.

"i'm afraid your boyfriend might not be coming home tonight, little one." His voice is husky as he speaks these words.

"who are you? what did you do to him?" you speak with a voice full of panic, a weight in your throat stopping you from screaming out loud.

he smirks as he takes something from his backpocket, starting to close in on your trembling body.

"oh, you'll see."

as he pronounces these words, he gets ahold on your small body and forces a cloth over your mouth and nose, making you unable to breath.

you try to fight him off you but it's no use given his strong form and all you can do is look at him with hazy eyes as your consciousness starts slipping.

"sleep tight princess, you'll need it." are the last words you hear before your vision goes black.

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"please, please, she hasn't done anything wrong. just leave her alone."

the words and the sobs leaving your boyfriends mouth are the first sounds your hear as you start waking up, blinking your eyes blearily at the bright light hitting your pupils.

"you think i give a shit about what you have to say yunho?"

as you are finally able to focus your sight on the figures before you, your eyes meet tired ones, swollen and full of tears.

"yuyu.." you whimper out, feeling a sinking feeling in your gut as you take in his bruised body, cuts filling his face and every visible part of him.

"look who's woken up! slept tight princess?" the man standing between you and your lover aknowledges you with a sadic smile and a crazed look in his eyes.

you shiver as your eyes meet his dark ones. you take in all of his face, noticing his sharp jaw and his dark hair framing his foreahead.

"who are you? what did you do to him?" you croak out, tears treathening to spill from your eyes as you notice how both you and yunho are restrained to your seats. the room you are in is wide, with a large bed positioned against the wall on your right.

"you want to know what i did to your little boyfriend? Why don't you ask what he did to me first?"

he laughs sadistically, taking a handful of yunho's hair in his hand and making his head lean back.

the pained whimper that comes out of your boyfriend's mouth makes you feel like dying.

"why don't you tell her? uh?"

yunho says nothing as he closes his eyes, feeling the pain rise as the other hand of the man goes to his troath.

"c'mon sweet yunhie, tell her what you did?"

as no words leave your boyfriends constricted troath, you start to struggle against your restraints, seeing as his face keeps on becoming redder from the lack of oxygen.

"please, let him go."

you sob out, but the man isn't listening to you. His full attention is on yunho.

"you don't wanna tell her? then I will. but first..i wanna do something."

he suddenly lets go and yunho gasps in as he almost chokes on the air he is finally able to breath.

"want to give you a taste of your own medicine, uh?"

you watch with blurry and confused eyes as yunho goes pale in the face.

"please mingi, don't.."

"shut up" mingi slaps him straight across the face, making his head turn as you gasp out, not being able to do anything but watch the scene unravel.

"you keep your little ratty mouth shut and make me do as i please, understood? or i'll put a fucking bullet in your head." you're suddenly very much aware of the gun laid down on one of the bedside tables.

yunho closes his mouth, throwing you a pained look full of desperation, which makes you quiver.

mingi stands to his full height and turns to you, immediately walking in your direction.

you close your eyes anticipating something scary and holding in a whimper, until you feel soft and fast fingers working at your restraints and freeing your limbs.

you open your eyes looking around with a lost expression, until you're faced with his form standing right in front of you.

he holds a hand out, and you look at him as if he was an alien.

"can you stand up on your own?" He asks in a soft voice still holding out his hand for you to take.

you hesitantly put your much smaller hand in his, and stand up on wobbly legs, feeling your ankles hurting from the tight restraint they had been subjected to.

he guides you to sit down on the bed on the far right of the room.

"your boyfriend is such a dumbass, isn'he?"

he lets go of your hand in favour of holding your face, stroking your cheek gently as he looks at you with a soft look.

you stare at him almost hypnotized by his eyes, unable to understand what he means with his words.

he turns back around to look at your boyfriend, moving your face side to side with a gentle movement.

"look at her, yunhie. such a doll. you'd have to be out of your fucking mind to cheat on such an angel, uh?"

your eyebrows furrow in confusion, eyes going from staring at him, to looking at yunho now, who is looking away ashamedly.

"yuyu?" you whimper out, feeling more lost than ever. "Is that true?"

you let the hand on your face fall down as you stand up on trembling legs. mingi notices and immediately holds you up by your arm, making you regain stability.

your boyfriend is looking down at the floor, not daring to say a word.

"all those sleepless night..oh my god." your hand flies over your mouth as you try to avoid sobbing out loud.

your tears are starting to fall and you just can't seem to hold them back.

"for how long?" you croak out, watching as his face turns into a grimace. it seems like there's no point in lying and trying to make you believe that what the man standing beside you said is not true.

you start getting impatient as he keeps his mouth shut.

"FOR HOW LONG?" you scream out, tears rushing down your face. you don't notice the soothing movement of a thumb against your upper arm.

"almost a year." he whispers out, finally looking up at you with teary eyes.

"oh my god." you move trying to make your way towards him out of sheer anger but the hand on your arm holds you back, not making you go anywhere as strong arms engulf you in a warm hug.

"shh, it's okay." mingi soothes you as you sob, caressing your hair. you can't do anything but lay your entire weight on his strong chest, crying out without control as you feel your heart break more with every moment that goes by.

his caresses work the trick as you start calming down, and you move your head from his shoulder, looking straight in the eyes of your now ex lover.

he is looking at the two of you with a sadness mixed with anger, guilt eating up at his mind and consuming his thoughts entirely.

"sweet little girl, what do you say? shall we give him a little show?" you hear mingi whisper in your ear softly, with such a smooth voice that makes your ears tingle.

you look up at him with big eyes, a lost expression engulfing your features.

"don't you wanna show him what he lost by being unloyal? don't you think he deserves it?"

your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you can hear your heart beating inside your ears, your blood flowing in all the wrong places.

"what...what do you get out of this?"

he moves his hand from around you and places it gently on your face, his thumb catching on your lip and pulling it back, making a blush spread across your cheeks.

"my own revenge...and a good fuck with the prettiest angel i've ever seen."

as you hear the words leave his mouth your stomach starts doing flips inside your body, your blush spreading up to your ears as you stare at him in a stunned silence.

you don't question the reason behind his wish for revenge. you just stare at him with doe eyes that make him think of way too inappropriate things, but he is willing to be patient and take his time with you, for the sake of making sure he has your consent.

you look back at yunho who's looking at the two of you with a lost expression, not having heard the words that you and mingi just exchanged.

as you stare at his face, you think of all the times you lied awake, all the times you patched his bruises up, all the times he lied straight to your face.

you turn back to face mingi, and stand up on your tippy toes to reach his face, catching him by surprise as his lips touch yours in a heated kiss.

your hands wander over the expanse of his broad back as his find their place on your waist, holding you tight against him. you feel the print of his hardening bulge against your thigh, and have to hold back a moan.

you don't even realize how all your thoughts are completely clouded by him until yunho's voice interrupts your train of thought.

"please, baby..don't.."

mingi detaches his lips from yours, turning to face yunho with a smirk.

"should have thought about it before cheating on her with my girl, yunho. now shut the fuck up and behave, with every sound i hear from you i'm going to fuck her twice as harder. understood?"

yunho nods with misty and pained eyes and a trembling lip, feeling the bile in his throath rising as he witnesses Mingi pushing you back against the bed and taking his shirt off.

you stare up at him as your eyes trace every little line of muscles on his chest. he gives you a small smile, watching your big eyes eat his figure whole.

"like what you see?"

he asks, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

you nod shily, feeling your cheeks burn from getting caught staring.

"so cute..isn't she such a cute one yunho?"

you hear a muffled whimper coming out of your boyfriend's (now ex) mouth.

"mh? what was that?" mingi asks cockily.

he then lowers his voice and sends you a dark look.

"let me see those pretty tits doll."

you scramble with nervous fingers to take off yunho's tank top from you body, nipples immediately hardening in anticipation.

"fuck, baby. you look so perfect."

he leans down, letting his mouth wander all over your neck until he reaches one of your tits and immediately starts biting on it.

as he lowers his body between your legs, you get a clear view of yunho's face, looking straight at him as you moan out in pleasure.

you bite your lip and lean your head back, opening your legs even more as mingi bites and sucks on your nipple, making sure to mark you without asking for permission.

"oh god...fuck.." you let out a slew of incoherent curses as his mouth leaves your nipple in favor of biting down your stomach.

"that's not my name, baby. call me sir, understood?"

you don't answer, too lost in the feeling of two of his fingers pinching your nipple and his tongue licking at your belly.

he abruptly detaches from your body, slapping your tit in a reprimanding manner.

"i asked you a question, slut."

you whine out, at the loss of stimulation and at the sting on your skin.

"yes, i understood." you answer in a whiney voice, forgetting all about the man that cheated on you being right in the same room as you, your focus only on the dark eyes cutting right through you.

"yes who?" he asks with a low growl, suddenly gripping your chin harshly.

your eyes get misty with tears as the pain shoots through your jaw and goes straight to your pulsing cunt.

"yes sir."

he smiles again, lowering his head to give you a sweet kiss on the lips.

"such a good girl, why don't you take off your shorts for me, mh?"

you immediately raise your hips from the bed under you, scrambling to get the shorts off your legs and throwing them carelessly to the ground, forgetting about an important detail.

"oh fuck" mingi grumbles in a low voice as he stares at your naked pussy glistening with your juices.

he moves a bit to the right, gripping one of your thighs to make sure your legs are wide open for him and the man behind him to see.

"you see this, yunho? she was waiting for you in skimpy shorts and no fucking panties on, and your fucking dumbass had the courage to cheat on her for months. such a fucking perfect pussy, uh? shame you won't ever get to taste it anymore. s'mine now."

you feel your pussy throb at his words, satisfaction clouding your mind as you watch as yunho's eyes start watering, his face falling more with every second that goes by.

mingi decides he has had enough of waiting, and finally lowers himself on his knees at the edge of the bed, looking up at you with gentle eyes.

"you still okay with this?" he asks, wanting to make sure you're comfortable with what the two of you are doing.

"yes sir" you mumble out as you look at him with widened doe eyes, your impatience taking over as you feel his breath getting closer to where you need him the most.

"please.." you whine, feeling his lips press softly against your inner thighs.

"please what, sweet girl?" he asks in a sugar coated tone, licking a stripe from your knee to the juncture that connects your thigh with your core.

"please...eat me out, sir." you moan out as embarassment floods your cheeks. No one has ever asked you to beg for things but you'd have never expected to like it so much.

"since you asked so nicely." he says, before diving in straight for your clit. he suckles on it and swirls his tongue in a back and forth motion, making you see stars immediately.

"oh fuck..sir...feels too good."

you don't notice the tears running down your ex boyfriend's face copiously, his lip red and bitten from trying to keep silent, his cock ashamedly hard under his pants.

you're too concentrated on the tongue working magic on your spasming pussy, grasping mingi's hair in your hand tightly as you almost lose control over your senses.

he fits one finger inside your pussy, the combination of the two different stimulations making your legs tremble in delight as he builds up your orgasm so fast and wrecks your mind at the same time.

you're a babbling mess, spitting nonsense and unintelligeble praises to the man between your legs, begging for permission to come.

"please, sir. i'm so close." you cry out, louder than you've ever been, and watch as he opens his dark eyes to look straight inside your soul from his position between your legs.

he detaches from your clit for a few seconds as he adds another finger inside your hole, making your whole body shake from the constant hits at your g-spot.

"go ahead doll, let me see how pretty you look as you come for me."

he attaches himself to your clit once again, and a few gentle sucks paired with his swift fingers working wonders inside you are all it takes to make you let go and orgasm on his digits, your pussy spasming hard around them and gushing all over his face.

you gasp in a mouthful of oxygen as you feel your senses come back to you. looking down you notice the drops of your pleasure coating mingi's face and immediately go pale out of sheer embarassment.

"never happened before?"

you shake your head no, still feeling mortified at the thought of having squirted on a strangers face, but he doesn't seem to mind it all.

"tch, couldn't even fucking make her squirt. I guess i might need to give you some lessons, yunhie." he turns his head to smile sadistically at the restrained men, noticing the stream of wetness under his eyes which only makes him smile wider.

"sir.." you ask in a small and timid voice.

"yes pretty girl?" he asks, caressing your tummy, noticing your rushed breathing.

"wanna suck you off. can I? please."

he smiles, cocking an eyebrow at your pliant behaviour. "Of course, you're being so good for me baby."

your fingers immediately start working his pants down his legs, a gasp leaving your open mouth as the print of his hard cock stands right in front of you face, tip oozing out precum and staining the grey fabric of his underwear.

your mouth waters as you pull start pulling his briefs down, only for mingi to stop you.

"lick it through my boxers baby."

you do as he says, wetting the fabric and making it become transparent around his length, your mouth trying to engulf and suck on it even through the cotton.

"look at this." he says to yunho, gesturing towards your head basically nuzzled on his pelvis.

"so hungry for cock. what is it baby? was yunhie not giving you enough of it?"

you whine out, nodding as you try your best to stimulate him even with the fabric being in the way.

"then I guess I'll have to come to the rescue, uh?"

he suddenly moves your head away from his cock, freeing it from its confines with one hand as the other gets ahold of the base.

he slaps it against your cheek a few times, smearing his precum everywhere, before taking ahold of your shoulder and moving you to the side, making your profile visible to yunho.

"c'mon, show him how hungry you are for my cock. give him something to cry for."

you immediately latch your lips on his tip, sucking gently and moving your tongue side to side on his slit.

you start bobbing your head up and down on it, trying to fit what you can inside your mouth as you work the rest with your hands.

you feel his fingers tangling inside your hair, gently guiding you into a steady rhythm, while his other hand is caressing your jaw, uncaring of the saliva dripping down it and towards your neck.

"fuck, not even whores suck cocks this good. you're fucking amazing."

you moan out at the praise, the sound muffled by the heaviness of his length on your tongue.

a whimper leaves yunho's mouth at the sight of you being so pliant for another man, but deep down he knows that he deserves it. he was the first one to make a mistake.

your pussy is sopping wet by the time mingi starts losing control over his body and starts thrusting is cock a bit deeper than before.

you hold back a gag, trying not to choke on his cock as it forces itself against the back of your throath with a precise pace.

"fuck, baby. gotta stop before I cum."

he forces himself out of your mouth, even though his senses are screaming at him to be selfish and chase his own pleasure.

he helps you up, settling you on the bed once again, taking note of your slightly swollen and bruised knees.

"how do you want it, doll?" he asks, taking ahold of his cock and stroking it lazily.

you look up at him with a dazed look in your eyes, your face wet with saliva and precum. You clear you troath and swallow before saying "sit down on the bed, please."

he cocks an eyebrow before smiling coily, but nonetheless sits down next to you, scooting towards the point that your patting with your hand

you stand up and turn around, facing yunho's shaking and sobbing form.

you look straight into his eyes as you sit down on mingi's lap, his chest glued to your back, your hands on his thighs as you move to make space for his cock between your legs.

he immediately understands what you're doing and takes ahold of it, positioning the tip right under your entrance.

"this is what you get for cheating on me." you say, before sinking down on mingi's length, feeling every ridge and vein of his cock press against your warm walls.

mingi hisses in pleasure, getting ahold of your hips as you start bouncing slowly on his dick, using his strong thighs as leverage.

"fucking perfect, aren't you? So warm and soft around me doll."

you moan out, head thrown back against his shoulders as you feel his tip hit deep inside you on the spot that makes you see stars.

you pick up your pace, his low grunts motivating you to go faster.

yunho watches with lost eyes that keep filling with tears, and thinks that if he had the power to, he would probably pull his hair out from the frustration.

mingi peppers kisses all over your neck as one of his hands makes his way to your clit, playing with it at a fast pace as you start moaning louder and clenching down on him.

"fuck, you're squeezing me so tight, slut."

you whine out at the degrading name, feeling your orgasm approaching faster that normal.

"sir..I'm so close."

"yeah? close to cumming just because I called you a slut? i suppose you really are one then, uh?"

you whine out even louder that before, feeling tears sting at your eyes from the overbearing pleasure rushing through your body.

"well, good sluts, get a reward, don't they yunho?"

he moves his hand from your clit in favor of taking ahold of the back of your thighs, suddenly raising them in the air, basically folding you in a half, your pussy on display for yunho to see as mingi's cock starts ramming in and out of it.

he uses your spread thighs in the air to hold you in place as he fucks into you with such a vigour it makes you see stars behind your eyelids, your mind melted into a puddle, not able to form a coherent thought.

"touch yourself." he groans out, and you follow his command by mere istinct, rolling your clit between your fingers and moving it fast to match his pace.

as his strokes keep getting rougher you feel the build in your core becoming unbereable to hold in.

"sir, m'gonna cu-cum" You whine out in a desperate and high pitched voice.

"go ahead sweet girl, cum all over my cock."

you immediately feel the knot explode inside your lower belly, a gush of liquid coming out of your pussy and landing on mingi's thighs and on the floor in front of you as you moan out loud a slew of curses and words, completely delirious from the pleasure.

mingi groans as he feels you tightening and spasming around him, ramming into you in sloppy movements as he also reaches his peak, shooting his warm load deep inside your pussy.

you both moan out as the last bits of your pleasures consume you whole. Your body slumps against his strong chest as he struggles to regain his breathing, letting go of your thighs and putting his hands on your waist.

the cries and whimpers coming from yunho are what wakes you up from the dazed state clouding your mind. You open your eyes and watch as his chest stumbles with heavy sobs. "please, please, no more, I'm sorry, please."

"oh god."

mingi groans out loud next to your ear.

"as he always been such a whiney little bitch?"

you chuckle lightly at his annoyed voice, but decide not to answer, too tired to process a response.

he kisses you sweetly on the cheek, caressing your sides with his fingers before whispering lowly inside your ear. "wanna make him suffer a little longer?"

thx for reading!!

[kukurykunapatyku]

[I.D.: Drawing of Ichiji and Ace from One Piece. Both are inside rectangle frames, Ace in right up corner and Ichiji in left down corner, their boxes intersect in the middle. Ace is seen from behind, waist up, with his head thrown back. There is crown of alternating golden lines and red spheres around his head. He doesn't have a shirt or whitebeard tatoo. In the background there is Vinsmokes' skull. Ichiji is seen from the front, hips up, slightly from above. He holds a heart in his outsretched hand. He has blood on his hands and shirt. He wears grey shirt, black trousers and white cape with red lining. His eyes are visible, he looks focused. Words '"The first"? Weird name to give a son.' and 'Perfect for a sacrifice though.' fill the remaining corners of the drawing. /End I.D.]

Vinsmoke shipping week day 1: First meet / Immortal x mortal

How to get unimaginable power, by Vinsmoke Judge:

capture a fallen star -> try to make a deal with it -> get your favourite son to make a sacrifice in your place -> ??? -> profit

I'm boo boo the fool. I got an idea for au, made illustration first, thought the quote sounded good and filled the empty space. And then I got to writing and realised I have nowhere to put the quote so it would made sense 😗

This was supposed to be one shot for the vinsmoke shipping week but this au grew on me, i might do something with it in the future Not a lot of romance here I'm afraid 👍 maybe next time

🔽Fic under readmore 🔽 Also on Ao3

cw: slight gore, dehumanizing (refering to he/him with it/its)

Heavy basement doors closed with a dull thud behind Ichiji. The fog from his breath danced in the air, looking for any crevice that would let it out of the room.

Deep underground, sealed with runes and cement, only torches illuminating the dark - someone could call the precautions unneeded, but Ichiji knew better. He looked towards their prisoner, trapped on a painted floor.A catch like this was once in a lifetime.

The star didn't show that it noticed him yet. No matter, it wasn't needed for the first part.

Repeating father's instructions, Ichiji took a piece of chalk out of his pocket a got to work. Slender lines began to fill the empty spaces on stone walls and floor; circles, crosses and vines intersecting each other in carefully calculated patterns. The star didn't seem to move, but Ichiji could feel its eyes following him around the room. Good, so it's conscious. Not letting it disrupt him, he came back to the drawings. They needed to be perfect for the barter to work out.

He noticed, Ace thought, peeking from behind his eyelids. Well well, wasn't he an observant bastard. One that knew what he was doing; the symbols, even incomplete, already brimmed with power that made his throat dry and set of ringing in his ears. Ah, so he wantsa deal. A pretty serious one, he added to himself, looking at the size and complexity of the circle. His eyes trailed after the caped man. A few healing sigils, couple time capsules, warding lines - probably a kidney. Ace licked his lips. Maybe an eye or two if he was lucky.

Finally finished, the guy stopped before him.

"I know you are awake," he huffed.

Ace slowly opened his eyes and got better look at the figure before him. Sparse light glistened on red hair and sunglasses, the rest disappearing and reappearing from shadows.

"Why hello there," Ace said with a crooked smile. "What brings you here?"

"The deal."

Ace grimaced. Barely a word. The offering better be worth the drag; at least it'll get him out of this shitty basement.

"Silly me, of course. But, you know, there should be some decorum to this. Usually people start with their name."

Redhead stared down at him. Or at least Ace assumed he did, it was hard to tell with covered eyes. After a few moments of contempt silence the contrarian in him finally won.

"Okay, see, it goes like this:" He pointed at his chest and pronounced with exaggerated care. "My. Name. Ace." He turned the finger on him. "You. Name. What?"

For a second the shape of something like embarrassment appeared on the guy's face before it smoothed over again.

"Vinsmoke Ichiji. The oldest prince of Germa Kingdom, where you currently reside."

Ace widened his eyes. The guy- Ichiji actually responded? That was a new one. He grinned; maybe this won't be a complete waste of time.

"Ichiji... <First>? Weird thing to name a child. Your parents must be something else."

One curly brow went up.

"Is that so, Ace?"

Ace shrugged.

"I said what I said." he looked up. "So, Germa? Can't say I ever heard of it. Eh, it's not like I heard of many human kingdoms."

"You do not find us interesting, I get."

"Oh, the opposite! I find you humans really interesting; it's just your kingdoms that are just so incredible dull. You have a habit of pretending that they matter but truth be told? If you look from the side, they all look exactly the same."

Ichiji tilted his head. "Hm."

"You look less upset than I expected from someone who introduced himself as a prince," Ace inquired.

"Arguing wouldn't do anything, would it? That is not what I'm here to do." He pulled something small from his pocket and knelt next to Ace. "We should proceed."

The clang of iron shackles falling on the floor shot through the room. Ace rubbed his aching wrist.

"Well, it was nice to chat."

But Ichiji wasn't done. With the same key he started scrapping the paint from the stones around Ace. Not enough to free him, but the returning power buzzed under his skin. Ace stared with stunned expression; this deal really was going to be something else.

"Lets begin," Ichiji declared.

The air grew electrified, wind without a source banging between the walls. Ichiji stood up and draw his hands together, quietly chanting the words that made Ace's hair stand up. Ace transfixed on the redhead. His mouth curved into the feral smile, unable to contain excitement singing in his veins at the promised feast.

And then Mr. prince plunged his hand deep into his chest, blood spraying around. Sudden scent hit Ace's nose and he took sharp breath, which just made the aroma travel further his lungs, clouding mind and senses. Ichiji reached towards him with the still-beating muscle in his grip.

Ace seized the heart and bite down, savory juices exploding in his mouth, tender flesh ripping between his teeth. The blood stained his mouth so he tried to lick it off, teared between devouring the treat as fast as possible and not wasting a single drop. He was leaping from joy, fresh meat satiating his ever-present hunger for a moment and filling him with new strength. The flame inside his gut grew with every swallowed morsel; when was the last time he had a treat like this?

Engrossed in the food, Ace for a moment forgot about Ichiji, who dropped on his knees, sunglasses clinking on the floor. The blood on his chest dripped slowly, the sigils doing their job. Breathing heavily, he reached forward and grabbed the closest arm. Ace looked back at him, hastily gulping down last bits of the offering.

"Oh, right, the deal. Sorry about that. But man," He glanced down. "You must be pretty desperate! So, let's hear it."

"Give my father the power to conquer all the Northern Kingdoms."

His face froze. "What?"

"You heard me."

"I- No-"

"The heart is valuable enough, we did the math. You have no reason to refuse."

"Hold on for a moment!" shouted Ace. "That's why you're doing it?"

Ichiji squinted his eyes. "Just do it. That was the deal."

"I don't care what happens to your silly kingdoms, whatever their compass points at, but you did all this-" He gestured at the growing red spot on his shirt. "-because your father asked you to?"

"Of course," Ichiji mouthed. "He is my father."

Ace saw red.

"Ah." The ice crept in his voice. "I see. The answer is no then."

That seemed to get the reaction. Ichiji jerked his head, fingers clawing harder into Ace's bicep. "You can't just refuse, that's not how it works! I gave you an offering-"

"Yeah, so I'm going to grant your wish. If your father wants something from me, he can offer me his own heart, instead of sending you."

"My wish is for you to grant my father's."

"Nope, not doing it."

"You-" The argument was interrupted with a coughing fit, Ichiji's grip losing some of its strength. Ace caught his spasming body before it hit the floor and swore, suddenly much too aware of how quickly his life was draining away. He was going to keel over the second he was out of the protection circle. But they couldn't stay here, someone will come here sooner or later and then...

An idea struck him with a flash.

"Hold on, stay still for a moment..."

Ace doubted Ichiji heard him, still trying to catch his breath, so he shifted him around and put a hand on his chest. He exhaled and let the warmth flow towards the hole; the magic meandered its way between frayed skin and muscle, healing what it could, and what it couldn't...

The beating returned, it's pulse synchronized to Ace's own, too soft to be human. There was no time to celebrate; he focused, pulled on the strings surrounded them both, stretched them and clenched his teeth. He braced for what was to come and let go.

The furry of light and colours surrounded them, the force beating the air out of his lungs, astral wind blowing the hair all over the place.

And the next second, it was over. Ace knelt on the sandy beach, retching. Crap. He leaped to his feet, already turning towards the body.

Ichiji could breathe again. He opened his eyes and stiffened when he realized where he was. Or rather where he wasn't.

"Oh, so it did work!"

"How?" Ichiji growled.

The star grinned.

"Well, it wasn't easy with your heart missing, but I managed to-"

"How did you escape?"

It pursed its lips.

"Of course that's what you're worried about. You're in luck, because those two things are connected." It pointed one finger up. "First! I used some of my flame to keep you alive. I can't give you your heart back, since I already ate it, but you shouldn't die for some more time." It grimaced. "It's not a permanent solution, so you'll need to find something else."

Ichiji made an annoyed face. It put another finger up.

"Second! Because of the seals I couldn't just disappear myself, but I could send you away. And we're connected now, so I can't be too far from you. So when I pushed you out, you pulled me with you, and that's how we're here." It grinned again, arms outstretching to the sides, as if showing him the beach. "As far from that basement as I could put us!

"And third!" Next finger joined the rest. "Your wish."

Ichiji gritted his teeth.

"I already told you what I wish for. You refused. There should be some punishment for that."

"Oh don't worry, there is! But I hadn't broken our deal yet." Star crossed its arms. "I fully intend to grant your wish. But only yours."

"Give my father the power to conquer all the Northern Kingdoms."

The vein appeared on its forehead.

"Wrong answer. Let me get this straight." It leaned over him. "With the power I got from your sacrifice I manged to not only put your death on hold, but also get us both out despite all the obstacles. Do you think I would be able to do that if I was going against your heart? The way I see it, on some level, you wanted to leave. And on some level-" he stumbled. "On some level you didn't want to die. So that's how it's going to go. I'll stick around until you can give me your wish, your true wish. I'll grant it and the deal will be finished. And don't try to put any crap like the kingdom stuff."

Ichiji scowled.

"And if I try to come back and tell father about this you will just-"

"I'll just push us as far away as possible! Good, you're learning."

Ichiji glared at Ace. "It does not sound like I have a choice."

"That's something you're used to, isn't it?"

Ichiji didn't answer.

[cosmic-starfall]

Love Letters

Hualian, Xianle quartet (romantic), 3 times Xie Lian sent love letters, and the 1 time he received them in return. Threadfic, this is part 1.

1:

In the hot and heavy summer air, Xie Lian lay dozing. He and Hua Cheng were outside their little house in the mortal realm, laying in the shade of a tree on a blanket spread over soft grass. Xie Lian pillowed his head on the chest of the half-reclined ghost king, tracing patterns onto his skin with his fingertip where Hua Cheng's robes had almost fallen off his shoulder.

They had come out here under the pretense of relaxing, or perhaps even meditating. But it had turned into an amorous embrace, robes loosened to cool off as they added to the summer heat. They had slowed down now, simply basking in each other's presence.

Hua Cheng carded a hand through Xie Lian's hair, having taken it down and mindlessly wove little braids on either side. This was what had caused Xie Lian to doze, relaxing under the hypnotic feeling of Hua Cheng's hands playing with his hair.

Xie Lian sighed contentedly, melting even more until he felt he could conform his body to the one he laid on. He turned to press a soft kiss to Hua Cheng's chest, gone almost fever-warm from the humid atmosphere, like stone left in the sun.

"Are you awake now, gege?" Hua Cheng murmured, kissing the top of his head.

"Five more minutes." Xie Lian replied, wrapping his arms more securely around him and curling his legs closer.

"Gege isn't too hot?" Hua Cheng's hand left his hair and he gave a protesting whine. Then there was a soft breeze, and he cracked open his eyes to see that he had summoned a fan, waving it steadily.

"No, this is perfect." Xie Lian yawned. "But we really should get up in a few minutes. We're supposed to have guests today."

Hua Cheng scoffed. "If they bother showing up."

"San Lang, be nice. They're making an effort."

Even so, he let himself drift off for longer than he perhaps should have. When they finally disentangled themselves and prepared to receive their guests for dinner, Hua Cheng succeeded in distracting him no less than ten times.

By the time dinner was ready, Xie Lian had hardly finished setting it out on the table when he was once again swept into the arms of an impatient ghost king. He was up against a wall, kissing Hua Cheng with his hands buried in his hair when there was a knock at their door.

"Be right there!" He called, and Hua Cheng reluctantly let him go, stealing one last kiss.

His dear friends Feng Xin and Mu Qing stood outside, looking like they could tell exactly what had been happening before they had knocked. Xie Lian smiled. "It's been too long! Come in, I just finished making dinner."

Their expressions turned grim at the pronouncement.

"There's no need, we're just dropping in for a short while." Feng Xin said.

"Does he have to be here?" Mu Qing added, looking at Hua Cheng.

The ghost king grinned. "Do you?"

"Sit down, both of you. I'm just dying to know what's been happening in heaven while I was gone."

His guests took one side of the table, and Hua Cheng sat next to him. His heart sank a little when they didn't take any of his stew, he thought it looked quite good this time around.

The news from heaven was sparse. Nothing exciting, just the usual petty drama.

"Except for our mission." Feng Xin finally said.

"A mission? What for?" Xie Lian tried to surreptitiously serve him a bowl of stew.

"It's not that exciting." Mu Qing said. "Some village praying for help, an infestation of ghosts causing trouble."

"And both of you are going?"

"We were both asked for." Feng Xin said. "And neither of us were willing to concede to the other for the privilege of taking on the task."

Mu Qing shot him a humorless grin. Evidently they had already fought about it.

Xie Lian sighed. "Be safe you two. If anything goes wrong don't hesitate to ask for help."

"They'll be fine, gege." Hua Cheng reassured.

Later, when their guests had left, Xie Lian started writing a letter. It was a silly idea, like Hua Cheng had said, they would be okay without him. But it was reassuring to draw up spells along with well-wishes. He'd make two, and send them along when they left for their mission. Hopefully the letters would cheer them up and keep them from fighting each other too badly. And the spells could be useful, if the situation turned dangerous.

Hua Cheng watched over his shoulder, and insisted on adding his signature as well. When they were sealed, the last of the evening light far gone, he pulled Xie Lian to bed. He had his own method of settling his worries.

Having poured his affection into the letters, Xie Lian had no idea just how much they would affect his two closest friends.

[dsknsk]

Had nothing to do and I thought I might as well answer the inevitable question whether I was going to do the others. And so here are victim and the Dark Lord. To answer the next question, yes, the Chosen One is probably coming some time soon as well but I need to figure stuff out first.

So let's start.

victim - Masaki Yoshihide 真生 ���英

First up, his name might seem random but it isn't. You see, the Japanese plain word for "victim" is 犠牲者, with the latter character just indicates that it is a word describing a person. If you take the right part (radical as it's called) from the first two characters, you get 義 ("righteousness") and 生 ("life") - and both of these words are in his name.

The reasoning behind this would be that he took his "name" given by the Animator, ripped it apart and reconstructed it into a proper, human name instead of just a denominator like "victim".

Furthermore, "Yoshihide" is spelled as 義英 here, but it can also be spelled as 良秀. And that spelling is used in the famous short story "Hell Screen" (地獄変, jigokuhen) by Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, where the main character is named Yoshihide. In the story, he is a famous painter who is tasked to make a painting of hell on a folding screen. It ends badly with his daughter dying. The fact that Yoshihide is a painter is a subtle reference to the Animator.

For his costume and design I went for a very futuristic look. The inside of his company and the lab are all very futuristic. His hair frames his face in the same way as The Second Coming's does, but his is more unkempt.

The Dark Lord - Koroshiya Kandata 虎狼死家 犍陀多

Same goes for him. Aside from some nice alliteration, I tried to make his name as edgy as I possibly could. Taking a leaf out of Shelly de Killer's Japanese name, 虎狼死家 literally means "house of the dead with tigers and wolves" but is also pronounced "koroshiya" (殺し屋), meaning "assassin" or just "killer".

His first name, "Kandata" (犍陀多) also derives from a short story written by Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, "The Spider's Thread" (蜘蛛の糸, kumo no ito). This fact connects him to victim. In the story, the name belongs to the protagonist who is in hell because he has been an evil man throughout his life. The only good thing he did was spare the life of a spider once. In the story, a spider's thread is let down to hell and Kandata climbs it, intending to climb to heaven. However, once he looks behind him, he sees the other sinners also trying to make use of this opportunity. He kicks them away, intending to reach heaven alone. But at that point, the thread breaks, he is cast back to hell and he just lost his last chance for redemption.

Inspired by the look of the ViraBots, I made him very spider-themed. There's a spiderweb pattern on his costume and I made his hairstyle vaguely invoke the hairy legs certain large spiders have. In Japanese mythology, there is also the youkai jorougumo, and there is a drawing of the creature controlling multiple, fire-breathing spiders. Hence his more traditional kind of costume.

[sakurachan7734]

Teenage rebellion

Chapter 7: opera singer

Tw: attempted murder

Charlie: so how am I going to get in without people noticing I’m a robot?

Zachary: we will just give the guy your ticket and say you’re gonna be late and we will help you get in through a window

Charlie: ok

Meanwhile with Aristotle in the dressing room

Aristotle pov

I have been waiting for this for a long time and I can’t mess this up in the slightest I have been practicing for months hopefully nothing goes wrong with the show i had finished putting the dress on and now working on my hair and jewelry I know my boyfriends are coming over so I’m not to worried

Meanwhile with Jackson and Charlie

Jackson:* pull Charlie up to the window* geez you’re heavy

Charlie: i’m a robot I’m made of metal Jacka$$

Jackson: I know but I have no muscle on my body

Charlie: then why are you putting me into the theater?

Jackson: they told me to do it since I have the longest arms

Charlie:* climbs with the window* yea i understand now thanks

Jackson: you’re welcome let’s go sit down

They all sit down on a balcony seating area to watch the show when the show starts they were so memorized by Aristotle singing they didn’t notice the somebody was on the stage lights and unscrewing some of the screws so if somebody moves it would immediately fall on someone a few minutes past and someone moves the light to the side Aristotle is on and the light falls on nearly everyone, including Aristotle everyone in the theater starts freaking out and a ambulance was called a ambulance

Zachary: what the hell happened?!

Charlie: I don’t know!!

Jackson: calm down you two!! I’m sure Aristotle will be fine!

Zachary: listen I know you’re blind but Aristotle got crushed

Jackson: what isn’t Aristotle already dead?

Zachary: yes but I don’t know if their father can bring them back if they do end up in the hospital

Jackson:……

Charlie: let’s just hope that they survive

A few minutes later a ambulance arrived and takes everyone everyone to the hospital and a lot of them were pronounced dead on the spot only a few lived Aristotle was one of them but they are in a full body cast and would be out of the hospital in a few months

Aristotle pov

Welp everything that could have went wrong went wrong and now I’m in the hospital in a body cast I probably won’t be released until the beginning of summer I’m surprised that I survived a 20,000 pond light falling on me every part of my body hurts I’m lonely In here because I can’t have gusts right now because It’s about 10:30 pm

Aristotle is about to go to sleep but they heard a knock on the window looking over to see Jackson, Charlie and Zachary opening the hospital window

Aristotle: should I be scared or impressed that you guys found my room?

Charlie: both

Aristotle: you guys are cute when you are worried when one of us gets hurt

Zachary: you almost became a pancake why wouldn’t be worried?!

Aristotle: hay hay I get it don’t be to loud there are other people here

Zachary: oh sorry

Jackson:* sits down on a chair next to the bed* so how are you feeling?

Aristotle: fine everything hurts

Charlie: I can imagine oh and they people that took out the screws

Aristotle: really who?

Zachary: you know those twins Leon and Luis?

Aristotle: yea?

Zachary: well apparently from what Charlie found out is they were planning on sabotaging the show because they didn’t like anyone who was singing but they didn’t plan on killing anyone or causing any harm they tried saying that they unscrewed the wrong light

Aristotle: f**king Christ

Jackson: yea nobody believed them and they are in jail

Aristotle: good

Jackson: when will you be out of here?

Aristotle: probably at the beginning of summer

Charlie: ok we will miss you and we will visit you

Aristotle: I know you will

They all hang out for a few minutes until Charlie, Zachary and Jackson go home 

The next day

Lavender: how are you feeling?

Aristotle: fine body hurts

Lavender: good dads are on the way

Aristotle: good

Lavender: why is there black goo everywhere?

Aristotle: my friends came over yesterday

Lavender: ok when will be back home?

Aristotle: probably when summer begins 

Lavender: awww I will miss you 

Aristotle: I know but you can visit me every day if you want to 

Lavender: I know and I will!

Florence: hello Aristotle

Aristotle: hello father I’m glad you are here

Florence: why wouldn’t we be? If you were already dead you would be

Aristotle: I know father

Dýo: hay kiddo how are you feeling?

Aristotle: hay dad I’m fine my body hurts

Dýo: do you need any medicine?

Aristotle: as far as I know no I don’t

Florence: ok I think you may need to take some medicine when you are out

Aristotle: ok

A few weeks later with Zachary and zoe later that night

Zachary: what do you want Zoe?

Zoe: where are you going?

Zachary: to see one of my partners 

Zoe: where?

Zachary: the hospital

Zoe: what happened to them?

Zachary: they just got really badly

Zoe: ok

Zachary leave the apartment to go to the hospital stoping by a florist to get Aristotle flowers before it made his was to the hospital

Zachary:* knocks on the door* Aristotle can I come in?

Aristotle: yes

Zachary:* enters the room* hi babe

Aristotle: hi Zachary

Zachary: it’s been a few weeks since I seen you how are you?

Aristotle: I have been fine I feel a bit better

Zachary:* puts the flowers down* good

Aristotle: aww you brought me flowers

Zachary: yea I did I figured I would

Aristotle: thank you

Zachary:* sits down on the bed*

Aristotle: ow don’t lean against me

Zachary: oh sorry anyway I wanted to ask you if when you get out of here do you want to go on a date in the woods with Jackson and Charlie?

Aristotle: you know I would love to

Zachary: good hopefully you can get out of here sooner

Aristotle: yea

Zachary and Aristotle talk for hours well if felt like a few minutes

Nurse: visiting time is over 

Zachary: ok bye Aristotle

Aristotle: bye

Zachary: remember date night when you get out!

Aristotle: yes I will



End of chapter





[vic-kingsleigh]

°•°LTS #07: The Big Bad Wolf

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: “He’s not jealous, and he doesn’t like him”

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Dom!Jungkook x Sub!Jimin

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Jealousy, costume, lots of feelings, this is probably an unhealthy way of relating to other people so there's that.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This was supposed to be a Halloween special but I’m a procrastinator, sue me.

→→→∙:♛:∙←←←

You liked Halloween, it's really nice to remember when you were just a kid that would go trick or treating, nothing else troubled you apart from who had the coolest costume. Speaking with Jk you two decided to have a nice marathon of scary movies.

Other years both of you would always be invited to halloween parties, but apparently this time most of your friends were doing different things... Time goes by so quick. Inviting Jimin was a given, since he was pretty constantly just at home and didn't mention anything about going out anywhere you just assumed he had nothing planned.

You were getting the living room ready with blankets, plates and glasses, anything you thought could be required for the movie night, your boyfriend had been in charge of going to the store and pickcing up snacks for the three of you as well as the candy for the trick or treating in case any kid showed up.

A sudden noise of the door opening startled you, it was precisely him. "Hey, did you find those cool gummies shaped like body parts?"

Every word was pronounced more and more silently , he looked mad, really mad, jaw clenched and mannerisms being a little bit too harsh

"Yeah, I did, and also everything else on the list.  I'm going to take a shower" He didn't wait for your asnwer before making his way to the room. What on earth could've happened?

[...]

"You are lying to me, you're lying!" Jimin squealed in excitement, his bestfriend shook his head immediately with a smile "Nope, we're going to the party, I moved every single thing I had to do so we could go there together, like we used to"

Taehyung travels frequently for work, it's no surprise that he hasn't seen Jimin in almost a year, and despite staying in touch through social media it wasn't quite the same as being together and going out.

Jimin hugs him and jumps on his place "I have to go get ready like right now! Have to get my makeup done and decide what I'm going to wear and fix my hair and take a shower!" They both laughed "I figured, I'll do the same. Can I pick you up at... 8?" After agreeing they both part ways.

[...]

He can't fucking believe the audacity. He went out of his way to get that stupidly specific candy Jimin liked and ran to still make it to his school on time, for what? To find him hugging and giggling with some equally stupid boy. Yeah sure, he was tall and slim and attractive and had nice hair and a cute smile that made Jungkook sick to his stomach with just remembering, but what made him special?

"He could be someone from uni" he thought at first, but that was quickly discarded upon recalling Jimin's words about his classmates being shallow and really competitive, enemies almost. 

He had never mentioned any friends, only ever casually receiving calls to work on group projects. Then who was this guy? Jimin looked so happy to see him, no boundaries between them at all. He had to be someone he knew from a long time ago. The situation made him angry, at least enough so that he wouldn't admit that everything derived from one emotion: Jealousy. 

He could not be jealous, he was just trying to protect Jimin. He's naive and inexperienced and too sweet for his own good, someone could easily hurt him or take advantage of him, he was just trying to stop that from happening... Yeah.

He comes out of the shower with his mind not being any clearer, but he can't hide in there forever so he tries to calm down and meets you in the living room, he's sure some cuddles and kisses will help him feel much better and relax after-

He's there. That stupid guy from earlier that was hugging Jimin, he's there in the couch with you. Joking, and smiling, and sitting in his spot particularly. 

"Love you took so long! This is Taehyung, he's Jimin's friend" You say happily,  he stands up and formally greets JK "It's a pleasure to meet you"

The elder in the room looks pretty stiff, so you just carry on speaking with Taehyung about everything, where he met Jimin, what he does for work. 

Jungkook thinks he looks stupid, why the fuck would a fully grown man be wearing dog ears and makeup? He's not a kid anymore, there is literally no fucking reason for that costume. 

He understands soon enough what's happening when Jimin finally comes out of his room... Looking like eye candy. He's wearing a beautiful costume, a very adult version of what you recognize to be the little red riding hood. There's so many details, the make up is so well done and he looks a new level of stunning, needless to say he's wearing a skirt, you didn't think he'll have the courage for that in public but here we are.

"Don't stay up waiting for me, I'm trick or treating the hell out of tonight" He said with a mischevious smile "I think I'll have to do a whole lot of tricks tonight, couldn't let anyone eat you" Taehyung joked, Jungkook had to hold back a groan "Stop~ you ready to go?" And once they're both ready they say some goodbyes and leave the apartment.

You call Jungkook to the couch, hugging and covering him with the blanket, ready to watch the first movie of the night, you take a bowl of chips and start eating when the movie starts playing, it's all comfy

Jungkook believes he's finally found some peace after what he's been through today, and things are quiet and cozy for a good 40 minutes. Movies like this don't scare him usually, he's just basking in your warmth, that is until you get a call from your sister.

She has an emergency at work and can't take your little niece trick or treating, so for the sake of not breaking her heart you take upon the challenge, including staying the night to babysit the little one. Your lovely Kookie doesn't seem to have anything against it, so you get ready and leave the house in a rush.

As soon as the door closes behind you Jungkook lets out a frustrated scream in the pillow he's now hugging instead of you, this day couldn't be any fucking worse; at this point there's nothing else he can do, so he just sits there to watch the movie itinerary you picked together, no matter what he chooses from the table, every candy tastes sour now that his halloween has been completely ruined and he can't say or do anything about it.

He doesn't feel like laying in the empty bed and feeling cold and lonely, so after not so much deliberation he decides that pulling an all nighter is the only responsible thing to do, he has the tv for himself, whatever.

[...]

An unknown amount of time goes by and he finds himself surprised by a sound coming from the door, he was just in the living room, he sneaks a glance to the clock on the kitchen which states it's now 3am.

The door opens and Jimin comes in, not noticing the presence in the living room.

Jungkook looks at him. The younger walks properly, being far too careful of making noise and that shows he's not drunk. His clothes look almost the same as they did when he left, but not much can be observed with the darkness that's spread around the whole house.

The raven haired man gets up from the couch and walks decidedly towards the boy in the hallway. It's so sudden, all Jimin can feel it's how he's pressed to the wall and someone's holding his wrists behing his back.

He's surprised but doesn't resist, this was something that had been talked about before and he had no problem with it happening as part of their shenanigans. He feels happy, still pumped with adrenaline from the party he was in, so he smiles. "Oh no, the big bad wolf caught me, whatever shall I do?"

Jungkook's blood boils, he knows perfectly who was complimenting the costume as the wolf, and he doesn't take time to understand that the younger one meant it as a little joke coming from the outfit he's wearing.

"Wrong guess..." He growls, with the tip of his nose rubbing the back of Mimi's neck. 

The latter goes stiff, goosebumps make him tremble and now he really feels like a prey that got caught. He thought you were the one that intercepted him on his way to his room. But knowing it was Kook... It's electric, such a rare ocurrence.

"Hy-Hyung I'm so sorry I was just, I thought that y/n-" He's interrupted by a sharp bite on his neck that makes him gasp.

"You're so disrespectful, you really need someone to put you in your place" He picks him up and takes him to the master bedroom, laying him on the bed.

"W-Where's mistress?" Jungkook crawls slowly on top of him, looking intimidating as ever. "Out, babysitting" And that's when everything clicks for the younger. He knows your boyfriend can become particularly moody when deprived of your company for long periods of time, he can ony imagine what he must've felt getting to spend halloween all by himself, he feels guilty and sad because he is supposed to be there to balance things out, and instead he left for a party.

"I'm so sorry that I wasn't here, if I knew you were by yourself I would've came back immediately" He says, Kook ignores it. "You know what I'm about to try. You either go to your room, or stay here" Mimi shakes his head and raises a hand to caress the elders cheek "I'm not leaving master, please, let me make it up to you"

That's all the confirmation Jungkook needs, he starts kissing Jimin as if he was starving for his attention, and that was the case. The younger is perfectly complaint, he's a very diligent worker and... He would be lying if he said he didn't feel something for the man in front of him.

It's absolutely intoxicating, it's like breaking every single moral rule he's ever known to lay his hands on the most delicious sin that's ever existed. Jungkook has your permission, and Jimin's consent, so why does it feel like he's venturing into forbidden territory is beyond him.

Touching the younger makes him feel alive. Every part he lays his hands on is different, but still delectable. Jimin is moaning and gasping and barely touching him back and Kook believes this is the version of paradise anyone would kill for. 

He doesn't know how but by the time he pays attention again they're both naked and there's a condom in his hand. Something in his mind makes him freeze into place temporarily to think. But he has permission... And the luscious sight in front of him makes every nerve of his body burn and ache in anticipation. And so he just submits to his desires. 

The moment he enters Jimin completely his body melts with pleasure, he groans and can't help but collapse on top of the younger who doesn't help his state by swiftly grinding at the same time he kisses his neck. 

For the older it feels like an eternity, like his entire world is what's happening between them right now and nothing else will ever be important as this is. It's easy to feel the inevitable orgasm that's about to overwhelm his body, and so he attacks Jimin's weak spots.

It's like living again all those nights when your hands were on the younger,  how Jungkook wished he was the one making him squirm and convulse in pleasure. He learnt each of those things involuntarily becuase even when he tried to forget those memories creeped up on him, during his dreams and waking moments they haunted him until he granted them permission to taunt him.

Here, this is it. If this is the way in which he can indulge in the greatest temptation he's ever felt, he'll take it. If this is the path to not have to say he doesn't love you when he clearly does, if this is the way to get what he craves without ever hurting you or having to give up the person he loves the most for the one he has desired with a newly found intensity... If this is how things have to work, then so be it.

 Let him be a traitor, not to you, his beloved, nor to him, his muse. Only to himself, for today will be the first day of an inevitable curse he can no longer run away from. You stole his heart without permission, whereas Jimin is everywhere in his mind, always the center of his most deep and personal fantasies. He doesn't love him the same way he does with you, but he's completely aware he has been seduced, and is hopelessly blinded by his uttermost desires, and if he has to live like this to not loose both of the things he values more, he'll make the sacrifice without any doubt.

And he moans in bliss when he gets to see all of Jimins reactions to every dirty little secret he stealed from afar, soon enough they're holding each other during the intimacy of a shared orgasm that feels like the world crumbles around them from the sheer intensity of it. 

But Jungkook makes a mistake. He contemplates the younger in his most vulnerable state, he takes in the beautiful sight that makes the first crack in his heart. 

  The morning comes and Jungkook opens his eyes. He feels really comfortable and there's a happy feeling on his chest. He looks aroung the room for a few seconds and then lowers his gaze. 

There he is. He looks like a perfectly innocent little angel, all curled up around the elder's body and surrounding him with a warm hug. Jungkook's heart races and his cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink, he can barely function with the amount of confusing feelings he has right now.

[blonderedwhiteshirt]

HELLO YOU AMAZING MOTHERCUCKERS. Only if you are one of the BRWS (pronounced bros), a part of the Blond(e) Red+White Shirt gang. We are the best /vvvvpos.

This is a blog for introjects (but not only) that are blond(e) and have a strange love for a red and white shirt.

Mod (aka the main BRWS) intros under the cut!!

🌟: Hey bitches im Vega, red is a great colour and i have blonde hair. i use she/her or fa/fax/faxer, either work :D. i will likely have the most typos because i type waaay too fast. im on the left side of the icon, amd made the icon and logo! :DD Im not really active thoughhhh.

📒: EYYOOO IM TOM,Z!! I LOVE RED! I use HE/IT pronouns! I'm on the right side of the icon, and I made the blog banner! I'm a spiritual tommyinnit fictive and it's awesome, please ask me about our lord and savior prime.

🦆: HELLO. I'm tol!!!!!! I use he/him pronouns, I like ducks and I uhhh yeah :D I'm bunny, I'm in the top right of the icon

🟥: WHOOP WHOOP I GET THE RED SQUARE!- Anyways hi, Im Tom, and shirt is best colour out there mate. uh he/him, im bottom right, im a tommy factive, not from mcyt just yt but im here fuck yeah. i also fixed the logo and banner and icon since vega is dyslexic and spelt brws wrong.

🕹️: yoo!! what’s up, i’m damian. use he/dae/it pronouns for me or perish. i’m a dave strider fictive in the @aether-aquarium and i am the bottom center of the icon. the art credit for that is here.

🍓: HELLo!! i’m FRAN!! (previously known as theseus), fhe biggest man ever and i use he/shy/sun/stardust pronouns BECAUSe im the BEST!! im at the TOP center of the icon!!

🌷: ayup i’m talon!! i use she/they pronouns!! i am top left, which so rudely covered my amazing face (/lh) until i changed it to square. i don’t front as often as theseus or damian so i likely won’t be around as much but im still cooler than BOTh of them

🎗: Hey, I'm Zackary. I dont know why I am a part of this, Vega (🌟) saw my icon and her and Tom (🟥) decided to force me into this. I think im the most relaxed of us all. I use he/him pronouns, and dont front as much as the others in our system (@irrelevantcollective), but I suppose I am a part of this now. My icon is on the bottom left of the profile picture. Stay safe out there on the internet.

💿: Hi hungry, I'm dad. I'm the coolest one here, trust. I'm post scratch dave strider 💪

📀: HELLO!! IM TOMMY!! IM A C!TOMMY FICTIVE AND I USE HE/XE/VE/DISC/MELL(OHI)/CAT/POG/📀 PRONOUNS!! IM ALSO INCAPABLE OF TYPING IN LOWERCASE,, ITS A CONDITION 😔😔 ALSO THE ONE BELOW ME SUCKS RAHHHHHH!!!!

❤️‍🩹: the guy above me is a lame ass dork butt HELLO CHAT!!!! IT IS I!! TOMMYINNIT!!!! totally better then the one above me IM AN EXILE ARC TOMMY AND IM THE COOLEST ONE HERE i am writing this with a massive headache BUT THE BIT GOES ON!!!! he/him and stuff POGGERS!!!!!!! CAN WE GET SOME PRIMES??? POG CHAMP!!! bro no one is gonna read this far down can we get some pogs for the guys who read this far?? POG

[firespirited]

Dolls are patient. They got their final cif wash today. I think the white werecat needs her fringe redoing, sometimes it's just a casualty of the degluing process.

Abbey got the chop, she was rooted with the bobbly tinsel all the way through. It's not too badly stripped so if anyone wants the hair, it's free. It's just unbrushable without frazzling up. Her face paint is chipped anyway. She's custom bait (free)

It has made me want a G1 Abbey very much but I'll be picky about tinsel and maybe her streaks. I think i'd be ok removing tinsel from a front line and parting but the whole head was too much. Might keep her body in case I find the right face Abbey but her torso and arms are all yellowed (you know how rough it can get with Abbeys) .

Catty's like new, the werecats have small paint scratches the faded paint stripes on the hair and one needs more plugs to the bangs. Lagoona 13 wishes is like new. I bought her as a duplicate for mine who got a full no fringe reroot on the day (bday gift from sis so she had to be perfect asap). She's gorgeous but it felt indulgent to have both when they're near clones.

Lagoona black carpet has a hard head. Probably brittle, she'd benefit from a front reroot in either blonde or a dark colour that goes well with that teal but with the head kept hot on a heat pad so that the vinyl holes close properly and don't crack open. I use a zigzag pattern like *. *. *. To avoid empty areas while leaving enough space between each hole to not crack open.

The two EAH are in decent condition with some small hair stripping from brushing them while full of glue. Clawdeen's front stripping is more pronounced but she was so incredibly sticky I'm amazed she kept so much hair. Cleo is a gorgeous version, a sweeter face, she's very tempting to keep but I have to be strict about the Mh crew LOL. Jinafire scaris needs restyling to her original haircut.

Only Catty, Clawdeen and the 2 EAH have full bodies. The werecats have arms missing but do have tails!

I'm not able to do bleaching this year, I don't have a place to put dolls in sunlight. The trade off is a cooler room so it's worth it. I'll have to pass on dolls with the understanding that they're unfinished.

Once they're fully dry I'll get photos and stick them on ebay (unless local dollblr folks want any - at cost)

My trade wishlist is emerald green, black saran, pink nylons, yasmin tone curvy fashionista for beauty cuties, afra curvy fsta for rainbow surprise skye rainbow, pale body for Kit (fsta or disney is fine or tipoffs to clones with her skintone). Abbey head with no wonk. (scaris skullshores or ddg). Elle eedee (with or without body), CAM Mummy head. But no big deal, I'm happy to continue slowly hunting.

Well, that's the plan, at least if nothing derails it LMAO. Otherwise it's back to the big shoe box for an other month or two.

The sun behind the foothills was doing that lightbeam thing that looks like movie magic on today's walk. It was spectacular.

[nihils-trolls]

Dexter "Lucky" Llukii

Pronounced: Decks-ter Yoo-key Male (he/him) Pansexual (no particular lean) Rust-Bronze cuspblood, 5'2", 13 sweeps Automated systems technician/repairtroll (mechanical engineering technician) Lusus: Cerberus Great Pyrenees

Description: Short, averagely sized individual with small horns placed on the forehead. Dark gray skin, scarring over right eye (keeps right closed usually.) Has short, scruffy black hair and rusty-brown eyes.

Dexter opens his right eye when communicating with spirits/ghosts to make sure they're actually ghosts. His right eye has a blind spot and otherwise is extremely blurry- however, can see ethereal beings perfectly.

Habits/Alignment: Dexter would be counted as a true neutral. He would prefer to not hurt anyone, but isn't afraid to get his hands a little dirty. Has a set of morals, but keeps to himself- following the flow and being pretty complacent for the most part. After all, he's just a lowbie. What could he possibly do about some big issue? (Hemoneutral, Mutant tolerant.)

Bio: Dex is a rather cheerful, optimistic troll. While he may be just some lowblood, he believes in making the most out of his life- it's a waste not to. Being too afraid to try something new? Not him. Do things half-assed, do them scared. You'll never know if you like it or not until you try.

Other than being able to interact with spirits (and commune with animal spirits,) Dexter is not a very notable individual. He gets up, goes to work and then does about his nightly business. He's not the best cook, but enjoys trying to anyway. Is a fan of sci-fi, sitcoms, anime. Likes all sorts of music. Not super strong or particularly athletic, but good at fitting in small spaces- flexible.

He's extremely handy with machinery and tech, and loves to tinker and fiddle in his spare time- which is sort of why he has the job he does. It'd be better if they paid him a little more, but he's not expecting that anytime soon.

Notes: Dex seems to have both the best and worst of luck. He sometimes gets into situations that can be serious, dangerous or even life-threatening. However, he always manages to get out of them with the minimal amount of harm. Or, completely unscathed.

[teamrocketmemes]

[ LUXIEM 1ST ANNIVERSARY ] PART 2 

In honor of Luxiem’s first anniversary, this is a sentence starter from this Vox Akuma VOD where they reminisce about old phrases they all have said in a game format. I’m taking both the phrases discussed specifically as well as other funny quips said during the stream. Content warning for mild language. Feel free to change pronouns if necessary.

“He’s preparing a feast for the eyes.”

“I just honk–”

“I turn into xQc when I’m drunk…”

“I just want a tiebreaker.”

“Farting in the Houses of Parliament should be allowed.”

“I’ve never heard this person say it but I know who it is.”

“I need to mega brain this.”

“I wanna give him an extra point just for that!!”

“He got style points.”

“Get in that chair, boy. I’m gonna start twerking.”

“It is a collab.”

“I’M TAKING THE BAIT!!!”

“All of the wise cracks and everything, [name] is giving us none of that because his raw concentration goes into his art.”

“Some letters are just impossible to draw with a mouse.”

“I keep on getting jebaited.”

“Half a sus.”

“Man, I hate being the host. I can’t draw amoguses.”

“Maybe I’ll treat you like my homework, slam you on the desk and do you all night.”

“How do you keep coming up with thess elaborate art pieces??”

“I think he’d make a great fun uncle one day.”

“Everyone knows about this. I regret it. I blame Hetalia and Tumblr. Let’s move on.”

“You may not repent for your sins. The internet is forever.”

“I definitely didn’t come up with this.”

“The slow fade in… Of the monkey…”

“I’m just a stupid boy and I’m learning.”

“I need the originator.”

“I don’t know if [name] is thinking or drawing or both at the same time.”

“I love that this implies he can’t do both.”

“He’s commissioning somebody to draw this for him.”

“There’s no way I could come up with something that hilarious on the fly.”

“Much to my dismay, I am cockless.”

“I had to restart my whole canvas. It was lagging.”

“This man is acting as though paint has layers.”

“This man needs to put his ambitions aside for the good of the game.”

“Oh yes, papi, skin me!”

“What does papi even mean??”

“It’s their equivalent of the word Daddy.”

“If this is me, I’m going to eat my own toes.”

“We pronounce it in the most dumb way you can imagine.”

“I reverted back to… My mind.”

“We gotta express ourselves through paint.”

“What we’re witnessing right now is [name]’s schizophrenia zone.”

“Wait— This is not what the Tactical Nuke icon looks like.”

“Is that a chair or is that a toilet??”

“If Santa isn’t real, who fucked my wife??”

“Aren’t you scared of some guy coming in your house??”

“No, because he was getting me a Nintendo.”

“He never gave me a loving family.”

“Do you need to have a conversation with somebody?? Are you ok??”

“I keep screaming but God won’t answer.”

“This sounds like Grade A dodging the question.”

“I mean, no one dodges better than [name].”

“I gotta fix my work real quick.”

“I literally found out recently why you can’t see Santa Claus.”

“He knows when you’re awake.”

“Is that your thought process??”

“Booba booba booba.”

“He’s forgetting his own history.”

“Burning hotter than YOUR MOM.”

“Is this a bait??”

“It’s always guys from Birmingham.”

“He’s very delicately flicking [name]’s hair.”

“It makes sense number-wise but in practicality not so much.”

“I mate sometimes. I’ll mate you.”

“OOOOOOH I thought it was talking about chess.”

“I’VE NEVER SEEN IT IN ENGLISH.”

“Lick me and let me explode inside your mouth.”

“I panicked and I gave you guys the answer.”

“READING A LINE FROM A GAME ISN’T MY QUOTE.”

“My people have a saying… Live laugh love.”

“Live laugh ligma.”

“You’re not doing the Krabby Patty thing.”

“WE’RE FROZEN!! THEY CAN’T SEE HOW DISAPPOINTED I AM!!”

“I’m so glad that I destroyed [name]’s mood.”

[naradivision]

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” —Lao Tzu

Introduction

Yuuya Kanata (夏向 勇矢) is the leader of the Nara Division rap battle team, Miraitabi. Easily recognized for his outstanding raw but clear voice, he regularly goes by the moniker “ARROW” in rap battles. A hard-working people person who loves attending so many different part-time jobs in his free time, in fact, his presence in the D.R.B. wasn’t on the government’s plan to begin with. His choice to join the fray is purely coming from a resolve to protect his beloved hometown and a hope to find a way for reuniting with his older sister, but little does he know, this decision will rope him into a bigger issue than he would imagine…

The art belongs to picrew created by pono_trpg (my edit parts: ahoge, left side streak, eye color, momiji pendant, background)

Yuuya is a 19-year-old freshly graduated from high school. He has shaggy and natural reddish hair that descends to the base of his neck with curtain bangs and a left side streak dyed in bright orange color. His hairstyle usually ends up with something like a half-up ponytail. Despite being bestowed with a pretty look, his physique is in a good shape. He has sharp ‘sunset’ colored eyes and slightly long lashes compared to other boys. He also has his lobe piercing on both ears.

As an outdoor person, he prefers wearing something casual, like a t-shirt paired with his favorite jacket, which he may tie around his waist at times. He wears dark three-quarter pants along with a pair of black-and-magenta sneakers and dark gray socks. His wrists have several wristbands and hair ties circling aound. Sometimes he also keeps a fanny pack, but what has become his usual trademark is the bronze omamori pendant around his neck. The necklace itself is a memento from his departed father and also carries a symbol of his team, a momiji leaf, thus it means a whole lot to him. At home, he just loves wearing hoodie.

Etymology

Yuuya is written “courage” (勇) and “arrow” (矢)

His name more or less allude to Hamaya (破魔矢), the Demon Breaking Arrow, one of Japanese lucky charms.

Kanata is written “summer” (夏) and “towards” (向)

His surname also has the same pronouncing as the Japanese word “Kanata” (彼方 / かなた) meaning “far away”

Aliases

YuuYu  - Asahi 

Brat / Goody-two-shoes  - Saigo

Human - ANGE

Aniki  - His peers

Kanata-kun  - Gentaro, Asebi

“Nara Boy”

“Siscon”

“Summer” (Figuratively)

— Biographical Info —

Gender:  Male

Age:  19

Ethnicity:  Japanese

Hair Color:  Reddish Orange

Eye Color:  Magenta/ Orange

Height:  175 cm (5’9”)

Weight:  67 kg (147 lbs)

Bloodtype:  A

Birthday:  June 21

Zodiac:  Gemini ♊️ 

Piercings:  Lobes

Markings:  N/A

Headcanon VC:  あらき-ARAKI (Rapping)

Family:  

Father (deceased)

Mother (divorced, moved out)

Older sister (moved out)

— D.R.B. Info —

MC Name:  ARROW

Occupation:  University student / Part-timer (various jobs)

Color Theme:  #FE6F5E (Bittersweet)

Division:  Nara

Team:  Miraitabi

Position:  1st member (Leader)

Hypnosis Microphone

Yuuya’s Microphone is a handheld red-orange megaphone scattered with a number of cartoon stickers, featuring attractions in Nara. It reminds him of the device he used when working as a tour guide, the job he takes pride in the most.

His Speakers take after a miniature Shinto shrine which has both left and right side accompanied by two large red pinwheels with round speakers planted at their center. Each side of its eaves is also decorated with double speakers attached to the huge chōchin (paper lantern). But since the shrine’s doors remain closed, what is kept behind them turns into a complete mystery to both himself and everyone. When Yuuya starts rapping, the pinwheels begin to spin. Vibrant fireworks can be seen setting off in the background, their coherent shots are in sync with the tempo of his lyrics. On a further note, the shrine itself seems to display a mysterious glow in the dark.

His rap ability, Breakthrough, will auto-activate and grant him a self-authority to dispel whatever effects enemies try to put on. If arming this ability with his attacks, it will guarantee a 100% chance of piercing through the targets with drastic damage. His ability can be used infinitely in battle; but the more he gets worked up, the more it will take a toll on his physical stats.

Contrasting to his usual homie vibes, Yuuya is no doubt blessed with such a clear and strong voice which goes best with thumping beats and aggressive rhythms. He is pretty creative and decisive at utilizing his talent by showcasing the ability to arrange keys or harmonies on his own whenever he sees fit. His rap themes mostly revolve around his unwavering love for his hometown, his friends, his zest for music, and how this world is so vast you can always find new experiences everyday. Most importantly; he often makes his raps refer to the vibrant yet fleeting impressions of “summer” —sometimes with the melancholic undertone as he mentions people to cherish the time with their loved ones as much as they can before things get too late.

— Personality —

Given the punky looks and reddish hair with a showy streak, people might have a false opinion of him being no more than a delinquent or an average playboy at first. However, the reality is quite the opposite.

Despite his intense feats during the rap battle; Yuuya actually is a responsible, considerate, and hard-working boy who doesn’t mind running around lending his hand to those in need. He loves to see the best in people and is willing to help as much as he can to bring out their potentials. Besides his warm charisma, the passion he has for anything related to ‘music’ isn’t just something to ignore. It first manifests from his father’s influence but soon develops into his own flair. A bit regretful that he seems not likely to keep a high profile, anyone can nonetheless feel captivated by the impression he nails through his performance.

Anyway, being tender doesn’t mean he is a naive person. He may not be the best in academics (it’s not like he isn’t trying), but he is surprisingly more sharp and perceptive beyond he lets on ..…But, is that everything you happen to know about him? After constantly struggling with his self-dissatisfaction since childhood, Yuuya has adopted a habit to put on a façade; always acting in a ‘mature’ sort of way as he seeks to tend everyone’s needs while determining to cover up any shred of himself that deemed to be weak or ‘unfavorable’ to others. And for a friendly advice, please refrain from stepping on a landmine by insulting someone he holds dear. Because despite hating to hold a grudge toward anyone, he is indeed very protective of those he cares about.

His sense of awareness along with his wish to grow up as his own individuality are often clashing with his innate desire to be likable, that’s probably why he appears to be somewhat reserved and seems to carry some touch of idealism than other socializers.

From the event of his birthday 2024, it’s revealed that he has quite a sentimental side and still holds on a heartfelt attachment toward his loved ones over these passed years. But at the same time, he tends to subdue his feelings as he does feel ashamed of being too needy.

— Fun Facts —

Handedness: Right

Favorite Food: Anything homemade

Least Favorite Food: Anything relate insects

Likes: Diverse genres of music, Animals (esp. fluffy ones), His family and friends, His hometown, Singing, Taking care of others, People, Ramune, Festivals, Fair weather, Discounts

Dislikes: Violence, Dirty jokes, Cigarettes & their smoke, Horror stories, His weaknesses, Saigo’s annoying attitude, Being babied (except by his older sister), Feeling alone or worthless

— Backgrounds —

To be continue

He has a certain link with some canon and horrendous Chuohku member, but the problem is he isn’t yet aware of it.

Trivia

As his surname stands for “summer” season, his birthday is around the arrival of summer when the Northern Hemisphere happens to have the longest period of daylight called “Summer solstice” or “夏至 (Geshi)” in Japan. It is reveled in the event of his birthday 2024 that his birthday is also an anniversary of his father’s death.

He can ride… a bicycle and uses it to go to other places on a regular basis.

He can play both electric and acoustic guitar. Moreover, he used to be an active member of his school’s music club. He is also open to do the commissions of mixing audio tracks for clients.

He is currently adopting one Siamese kitten whom he and his team named “Ojou-chan (Milady)” into his care until they could find her real owner —Unbeknownst to them, the kitten also brings her strange “buddy” along from nowhere, who eventually becomes Yuuya’s other roommate and his plus-one to almost every moment of his life.

He used to be scared of horror things but lately seemed to gain some immune thanks to a certain roommate who loves to pull a prank on him.

He is a big softie with animals and most kinds of them find his presence rather comfortable to be around. Even the aggressive Nara deer are somehow obedient to him.

Because of his friendly and helpful nature, practically everyone in the town is kinda fond of him. Hence he knows a lot of people as a result.

It looks like Gentaro Yumeno knows his father to some extent, but how?

[mysteryxsolved]

Is that MILES ROBBINS? No, that’s WYATT BLACKWELL. The 28 year old GHOST MOON - WEREWOLF DUAL NATURED OMEGA is a DETECTIVE. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be SHARP-WITTED & RESOLUTE, but beware, they’re also known to be EVASIVE & RECKLESS. Their friends also say that they’re into ROMANCE, PRAISE, & BODY WORSHIP, but don’t you dare trying GORE, AGEPLAY, VORE, & ANYTHING BATHROOM RELATED with them. 

Basic Information

Name: Wyatt Edward Blackwell

Nickname: Wy (pronounced Why)

Age: 28

Species: Werewolf

Moon: Ghost Moon

Secondary Gender: Omega

Pronouns: He/him

Occupation: Detective

Pack (born): Charlotte (dame), Richard (sire), 2 younger siblings

Appearance

Height: 6'2

Weight: 171 pounds

Build: fit

Hair Color: Dark brown

Eye Color: Brown

Tattoos: A small magnifying glass (upper right arm), question mark (inner left wrist)

Piercings: Ears (simple studs)

Distinguishing Features: Minor scars, usually fluffy hair

Personality

Positive traits: Sharp-witted, Resolute, Vigilant, Dedicated

Negative traits: Evasive, Reckless, Withdrawn, Moody

Sex

Kinks: Romance, Praise, Body Worship

Anti-Kinks: Gore, Vore, Ageplay, Anything under the bathroom umbrella, Feminization, Anything that could present a danger to himself or his partner

Safeword: Bonfire

Biography

TW for death

Where injustices or mysteries lie, the Blackwell family goes. If there is a question that they wish to answer or research that needs to be done in their chosen field, they will travel any distance in order to satiate their curiosity or record more data. The same philosophy is applied whenever word reaches their ears about danger, especially from those that wish to do harm to innocents. History will tell you how some Blackwell ancestors dedicated the rest of their lives to this cause after their pack was slaughtered by hunters and how plenty of their descendants took up the torch in the years that followed. Alpha or Omega, the Blackwells believe in their pup's future capabilities as a scholar or as a protector. Or both, if Mother Nature called on them to dedicate their lives equally to each cause.

This is how the following generations have continued to live. They settle in places long enough to raise their pups and even the temporary homes never lack in love. Nor do they lack in knowledge thanks to the extensive libraries and research projects that quickly fill up Blackwell residences. This system has worked for years, for countless members of the family.

Except for Wyatt's parents. After an encounter with a hunting family while protecting a nearby town, they learned that his mother was pregnant. The work of the Blackwells may be important yet the welfare of their own remains the priority. This is what led them to settle in New Haven and in November, they welcomed Wyatt.

Wyatt grew up here in New Haven, only accompanying his parents on short trips outside of town and thoroughly warned about the dangers that lurk beyond the barrier. Hunters, fellow supernaturals who were corrupted in some fashion, and all the other forms that destruction took - ordinary and otherworldly. Just like his ancestors before him, Wyatt heeded the warnings. Just like his ancestors before him, nothing could calm the restless nature of a Blackwell. Part of him still longs to venture out beyond the barrier. To see the brighter sides of a larger world and tirelessly investigate what lies in the shadows. While he has the support of his parents, there is something else tethering him to home.

Namely the haunting whispers that invade whenever his ears are free. Music streaming services and seemingly endless playlists are amazing aids but devices eventually run out of battery. Not to mention the occasional difficulties that can come with deciphering messages left by ghosts. But Wyatt can never bring himself to deny the odd sort of comfort at knowing that he isn't alone. He tends to keep light company like his relatives - a long-lasting impact of trauma the family endured - so the ghosts are welcome company, their presence a pleasant break from loneliness. Maybe one day he will seek the advice of someone older who was also born under the Ghost Moon and learn to better utilize this ability granted by Mother Nature. Until then, the current system he has works well enough.

For now, Wyatt is content with his life. Working as a detective, he throws himself into each case that lands on his desk. He sticks to a strict routine of charging his devices to keep some sound in his ears as often as possible. One day, he'll become a private investigator and journey out into the world like his ancestors before him. But New Haven will always be home. Even to a wanderer's soul such as his.