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icequeenbae · 3 years ago

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You Ghost (m) | BBH

Pairing: demon!Baekhyun x human!Reader ft. demon!Kai

Demon AU, soulmate AU (sorta?), horror-ish, angsty, smut

Warnings: gets a bit creepy, mentions of blood/ major character death (brief), some mental torture by Kai™, attempted rape (sexual assault), elements of dubcon

Word Count: ~7.6k

Summary: When it turns out that your apartment has a demonic presence, there isn’t much to do for a genuinely good soul like yours. At the edge of despair, you’re offered a pact to keep you safe by someone you used to know. The question is – can you trust him now? And do you even have a choice?

Author’s note: My lovely readers, it’s really the time of the year that calls for something spooky~ Tbh I don’t really feel much of the Halloween spirit, but I hope to be able to create it for you with this story, so I’m posting it a bit early 😊 Now, the warnings look kinda scary, and this won’t be a super lighthearted fic for sure. But as an official ‘scaredy cat and hopeless romantic’ [along with a tough ass b, when need be lol] I admit that I personally don’t find this quite that dark (maybe because I wrote it? idk). Still, consider the warnings carefully. I hope you enjoy this mess, please make sure to let me know what you think! My asks are always open, and you can always comment and reblog if you want to support me~

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When the still silence surrounds us You trap me deep in my dreams You flood into and stir up My calm heart

Leading a quiet life was not hard. At least not for someone like you. You just stayed out of trouble and did your thing – working, meeting up with friends, volunteering here and there, and basically getting home to eat a sandwich and watch a movie before dragging your exhausted body to bed. You were content with your timetable and didn’t crave any disturbance to it. It was a simple life, and not the most outstanding one, yet you liked it that way. You enjoyed the tranquility, even if someone would view your way of existence as uneventful.

Alas, life doesn’t always go the way we would prefer.

It all started when you bought an apartment. You didn’t think you could afford such a nice place, and you’d spent most of the spring and summer looking before stumbling upon this offer. It was a great deal — below the market since the owners needed the money quickly (or so you’d been told). Quite happy with how everything turned out, you moved into your new lodgings and settled in as soon as you could.

But it didn’t take long for you to identify that something was definitely off about it.

Sneaky shadows and eerie rustling kept bothering you pretty much daily since you’d made this place your home. In an attempt to rationalize, you told yourself that you were simply a scaredy-cat living alone. What was there to worry about? It was probably the wind or the neighbors or something like that.

But then you started having those weird dreams.

At first, you were lost in the dark, simply trying to find your way out of it. Then, you were running away from something, someone you didn’t know. Everyone had those dreams, when you tried to run as fast as you could, but your legs were heavy as lead. The nightmares you experienced started out the same, yet they worsened with time. The spooky backgrounds around you became all the more grim, and the sinister whispering followed.

The outcome was always the same. Right before you woke up, soaked in cold sweat, with shaking hands and a scream dying out in your throat, it got you.

You didn’t know what it was, but, as your nightmares gradually got more and more realistic and terrifying, you could feel someone’s scorching touch in your sleep, almost leaving burns on your skin, and a deep seductive voice in your head replaced the indecipherable whispering. It was calling out your name, promising to give you anything you desire if you just let him in…

It was driving you crazy. You’d had no proper sleep in weeks, barely holding yourself together. No amount of chamomile tea in the world could calm you down enough to have a good night’s rest, and even the sleeping pills had no tangible effect. You weren’t sure bringing those issues up with anyone was a good idea – people would most likely think that you were a psycho (which you were beginning to suspect yourself). Therefore, you tried to deal with it on your own, gradually shutting everyone out to avoid the unwanted questions about your wellbeing.

***

A couple months into your suffering, your clueless friends decided that you needed some good time to clear your head and invited you to a Halloween party. They’d been a constant buzzing in your ear for days, convincing you that a little party would benefit you. Of course, you didn’t believe that for a second, but still agreed just to change the environment for one night.

Not feeling the monster costumes this year, you dragged yourself over there, dressed in all white with wings attached to your back. Being pretty angelic – no pun intended – in comparison with your friends, you had a couple of drinks, hung out for a bit, and then headed home. The alcohol had made you even more alarmingly exhausted, not bringing much fun with it.

Once at home, you crashed on your sofa with a bottle of water to sober up a little before getting ready to sleep, your head pulsing in pain even more than before. You felt increasingly dizzy, and at first you blamed it on the alcohol. But there was that voice in your head again, whispering something you couldn’t make out. The distant growling and maniacal laughter kept ringing in your ears, sending shivers down your spine. It was now disturbing you outside of your dreams too, bringing you closer and closer to your breaking point. Both physically and mentally.

Pressing your palms to your ears was absolutely useless since you could still hear the wretched croaking, which was beginning to resemble your name. As an act of desperation, you yelled out loud, addressing no one in particular.

‘Show yourself, goddammit!’

You stared into the dim emptiness of your room for a few long moments, gaze fixated on the opposing wall. Nothing happened at first, and you were ready to slap your palm to your forehead in misguided irritation, when a deep voice startled you.

‘Finally.’ The word was a hot breath in your ear. ‘I thought you’d never ask.’

Frozen in fear, you stared at the wall, realizing that you knew this voice. It belonged to the creature haunting you in your dreams. You could feel the frostiness of his presence and see him in the corner of your vision, unable to turn your head to look him in the eye. That creature sat right next to you now.

‘Wh- who are you?’ You bleated, throat drying out in a split second.

‘Just a friendly neighborhood demon. You can call me Kai, sweetness,’ he murmured in your neck.

A demon?!

‘What do you want from me?’ You whispered, trying to will your legs to move, to get away, but unable to even tremble.

His palm rested on your thigh, neat fingernails turning into claws and prickling your skin. Your thoughts turned into goo, while your heart raced, body striving to stimulate you to fight for your survival in this critical situation.

‘You smell so good, little angel. So innocent,’ his hand moved up your thigh, almost reaching between your legs.

‘Stop it!’ You finally managed to tear yourself out of this paralysis, tumbling forward, off of the couch and down onto the floor as your legs refused to walk.

Brushing through his sea green hair, the demon laughed at your useless efforts to get away from him. He caught you by the ankle, and you kicked wildly, forcefully hitting him in the face. You crawled away until your back hit the wall and stared back at him, taking in his busted lip and his oddly colored eyes – one seemed blue, and the other was white.

‘Aw, darling, you’re so cute,’ he grinned, licking the blood off his lip with a smile of a mad man.

He did not even move to get up from the sofa. A blink – and there he was, right in front of your half-paralyzed form. You couldn’t even scream, silenced by the demonic look in his colorless eye.

‘Don’t worry, angel. You’ll learn soon enough that I like it rough and bloody,’ he smiled even wider, making your insides shrink in terror.

‘No!’ You managed to scream as he grabbed you across the waist with one arm to hoist you up and hold you against the wall with his body.

You tried to fight against him, kicking miserably and clawing at his palm, which was not only silencing you, but also cutting away most of the oxygen. Even through the haze settling in your brain you registered the feeling of his bulge pressing between your legs. There was a swift shot of adrenaline that allowed you one last leap of strength, and you hit him in the face, almost hearing his neck crack. Before he turned his head back to face you though, you managed to call out into the emptiness of your apartment.

‘Somebody please help!’

He hit you across the face with a wide palm, almost making you black out from the sheer force of it. You came back to your senses as you almost gagged at the metallic taste of blood in your mouth, soon becoming secondary to the fact that you were being choked.

‘Who are you calling for, whore?’ Kai gritted, pressing so hard on your windpipe that you almost thought that he was going to break your neck. Almost – because you couldn’t really think straight right now.

But before you could slip into the deceiving safety of unconsciousness, the demon was ripped off of you.

Losing the (unwanted) support, you collided with the floor, coughing violently, and trying to breathe, and spitting the blood, barely keeping yourself from throwing up in the process.

A struggle took place that you didn’t notice at first, preoccupied with fruitless attempts to ventilate, until you looked up to see someone standing right over you. The figure was male, and it wasn’t too familiar, however, the voice was.

‘What the fuck are you doing here?’ Kai spat at the stranger. ‘You cannot come uninvited.’

‘I qualify as somebody,’ the figure responded. ‘She let me in.’

You had no idea who that was and how or when you had let him in, but he was shielding you from the rabid creature with green hair and a white eye, so you were ready to testify.

Kai scowled dangerously.

‘I found her first. Go get your own virgin to play with,’ he said, and you almost gasped.

Was this what he was after? Your virginity? And did that mean that the other person was also a demon who was after it?

You hugged your knees in a feeble attempt to gather yourself.

‘She is mine,’ the other one growled, taking a stronger stance. ‘Get lost.’

Kai disappeared into thin air. But before you could breathe out, he reappeared in front of you. You didn’t even have time to scream – that was how fast he was hit with a ball of… light? The powerful hit threw the demon across the room and into the opposite wall, nearly making it crack. Some of your books fell out from the shelves across the room from the impact.

‘You’re not laying a finger on her,’ the figure shielding you pronounced.

The green-haired demon chuckled, spitting the blood on your floor.

‘You know an unclaimed soul is out there for anyone to have. Or we can share. There’s more than one innocence to take, you know,’ Kai smirked devilishly, and you felt your stomach twist into a tighter knot from the horror of the possibility.

‘Get the fuck out before I rip your throat out,’ the person spoke in a deep dangerous tone that you’d never even think to argue with.

His fists were tight, small rays of dark red light seeping out. And, apparently, Kai was not about to push his luck any further.

‘Sadly, I have to go, little lamb. But don’t worry, I’ll be back to check on your claim soon,’ the demon winked at you and disappeared into thin air.

There was a moment of relief, so you breathed out, hissing as you touched the irritated skin of your neck with the pads of your fingers. And then it hit you – you were now left alone with the mysterious person you had no idea about.

‘Who are- are you a demon too?’ You blurted out, watching him twitch and slump his shoulders a little in response.

‘Yes,’ he simply said, lowering his head and sighing. ‘I’m not here to hurt you, Y/N.’

Something in the way he said your name made your heart clench. You couldn’t quite grasp why you found him so familiar.

‘Have we met?’ You asked directly, voice hoarse and scratchy from the recent events.

‘Oh, you know me well. Better than anyone, probably,’ he slowly turned around to face you. ‘It’s me, Y/N-ah.’

You looked at him, eyes scanning his figure bottom to top. He was shorter than the other demon for sure, but he was lean, with strong thighs and muscular pecs visible even in his attire. As your eyes traveled up his body, anxiety filled your mind. You stared blankly at his face, momentarily stunned by its perfection. His facial features were both manly and delicate, the plump lips and the sharp jaw balancing each other. But his eyes were what rendered you speechless. Dark and a little droopy, you knew those eyes, you’d seen them many times in the pictures you kept in your precious album. The pictures of you and your best friend growing up together.

‘B- B- Baekhyun?’ You screeched, not even believing yourself when you said it.

‘Quick thinking,’ he smiled with a corner of his mouth, your chest getting tighter at the familiarity of the action.

‘H- how is this even-’

‘It’s a long story,’ he interrupted. ‘And a pretty unpleasant one. You know I didn’t die a peaceful death.’

Your eyes pricked with tears. You did know. This happened many years ago, but the memories of the tragic events haunted you to this day.

Baekhyun, your precious childhood friend, died in a street fight, when he defended some girl on his way home from vocal lessons one late night. Hit with a knife multiple times, he didn’t even make it to the hospital. This was by far the worst night of your entire life. The night you lost a person you could barely live without.

So yeah, how could you ever forget.

This Baekhyun, however, looked nothing like the bubbly teenage boy with dark messy hair and chocolate eyes. This Baekhyun had silvery blond hair, and eyes the darkest shade of blue, you’d come to realize as he took a step towards you.

‘No! This is not possible,’ you urged him to stop with your outburst. ‘All of this, it’s just another nightmare! And I’m gonna wake up to suffer through another day again.’

He sighed, pursing his lips.

‘You need to ice your wounds, your lip’s getting swollen,’ he announced.

‘My lip?’ You asked, bewildered. ‘What about my throat?’

Hissing from pain, you touched the tender area. That demon almost choked you to death, surely that left a visible mark. Most likely impossible to cover up.

‘I can help with the wounds,’ he shrugged. ‘But it’s not for free.’

You were perplexed. Did he want you to give him your soul or something? For a busted lip and a swollen throat? Yes, it was still hard to breathe and you were not sure that you could swallow, but why would he ever-

‘You’re overthinking. I’m not asking much for this. I just want to hug you.’

This made you even more confused. Why would a demon want a hug? Was it some kind of possession thing? To take over your body or something?

‘Wow, your incredible mind hasn’t changed, Y/N-ah. Always racing,’ you perked up at the affection in his voice. ‘I’m not trying to deceive you. As much as you shouldn’t trust demons… You can trust me.’

You felt stupid as you gave him a curt nod in agreement. Closing your eyes, you heard him reach you in a couple light steps, and the next thing you knew – you were gathered in his arms and held tightly.

‘I fucking missed you,’ he whispered in your hair, the tip of his nose digging deeper into the strands.

His hands stroked your back, and up your arms, and then your neck … You hummed at the prick of excitement as his fingers ghosted over your collarbone. A minute went by before you became aware of how hot and firm his body felt, while pressed against yours.

Taking a shaky step back and touching your neck defensively, you realized your throat wasn’t sore anymore, and your legs functioned much better now. You couldn’t wrap your mind around what was happening, so you pushed for an explanation.

‘Why are you here, Baekhyun?’

He looked you dead in the eye, not even blinking. His orbs were hypnotic, they lured you in – like a moth to a flame. You shook your head to keep yourself from getting mesmerized like this.

‘Because of you,’ he stated slowly. ‘To protect you.’

At that moment, you were genuinely shocked by his answer.

‘Why would you do that?’

‘That’s what I do. I did that when I was alive, didn’t I?’ He reminded you.

You held onto the shelf, trying to stay upright with all of this information messing your balance up, and asked again what the reason for him being here was. Here on Earth. As a demon.

‘You wished for me to stay,’ he caught your perplexed reaction and elaborated. ‘During the funeral, when you cried over my body – you said you wanted me to stay. You squeezed the flower you held so hard that you pricked your finger on it, so in a way… That was our first pact.’

Recalling the sorrowful event, you couldn’t find memories of this particular incident. Frankly, the details of that day were all a blur. You were simply too devastated and torn apart to notice any injury at that time, let alone a finger prick.

‘First pact? My wish?’

‘Yes. I chose to stay, but I didn’t want to be a mere ghost. I wanted to be able to reach out to you one day, so I traded my chance to move on and became a demon. Me staying with you since then was the essence of our pact.’

‘Then- Did you come to… collect?’ You whispered brokenly, unable to process what he was telling you. Did your grief prevent his soul from moving on? Did you turn him into that?

‘No,’ he chuckled. ‘The pact was done then and there. I received your first tears of loss.’

You had no idea why he wanted your tears, but then again, you had no clue what demons wanted in general. Something wicked, for sure.

But not Baekhyun. You didn’t trust him, not yet anyway, but he was vastly different from the demon you’d encountered before him.

‘I- Are you here for my soul?’ You mumbled in an oddly direct manner.

‘No, angel,’ he mocked, hinting at your Halloween costume. ‘I came because you were in danger. I’ve been on close watch for a while now – you’ve got yourself in big trouble with this apartment.’

Like you didn’t already know that.

‘As much as I don’t want to say that, it’s… pretty bad. After what happened tonight, you are guaranteed to become a target for demons. Kai was right. You’re exposed and unclaimed, and your soul shines so brightly, no demon will pass it by even if I try to cloak you.’

Emitting a woeful sigh, you turned away, staring into the abyss.

‘What the hell do I do then?’ You asked weakly. ‘Move out?’

He shook his head, regaining your attention. Baekhyun explained that it was useless. You couldn’t run once you were on a demon’s radar. Kai was supposed to chase after the previous owners of this apartment, yet your soul caught his attention. And this encounter had put you on the map. He would most likely follow you, possibly even dragging somebody else along the way.

‘We become stronger when we make pacts, and the purest of souls give the most power when the deal’s struck. Smarter demons would want to make a pact with you to get the power inflow, however, good-for-nothing succubus demons like Kai would want nothing more than to taint your soul – that’s what they live off of. The problem is,’ he paused, looking at you again with his dark aquamarine eyes. ‘The only way to protect you from other demons is… for me to lay a claim on you.’

‘How- how is that?’ You stutter, noticing his eyes going a darker shade, tiny red sparks flying in them.

‘I grant you protection, and you allow me to feed off of your soul’s power by making another pact with me. But instead of coming for your soul, I receive your body. And your innocence.’

Shivers ran down your spine, and you gulped, thinking what he’d said over. He wanted to feed off of your soul and have your body?

‘This will keep your soul out of other demons’ reach. And, frankly, your virginity makes you all too attractive. Innocence is valued almost as much as the soul itself, you know? And when it’s someone as pure as you…’

He swallowed, willing to compose himself.

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to talk about you like you’re a piece of meat,’ he apologized. ‘Sometimes my demonic traits come out on their own. And you’re just irresistible, angel.’

You didn’t have the slightest idea what to do. Of course, the last thing you wanted was to end up in Kai’s hands again, or someone even more vicious than him (if that was even possible). But what was the choice you were making? Gifting yourself to one demon as opposed to another? There was no telling what that could leave you with.

‘I don’t know,’ your voice was small, as if you expected him to attack you for your words.

‘You can think about it for a few days. But this is the best deal you could ever strike, Y/N. No demon will offer you protection with only your body at stake. I’m going against the rules here, because losing your soul isn’t something I’d ever wish upon you,’ he sounded sincere, and the dangerous red sparks in his eyes settled into the blue-ish abyss. ‘I want to keep you safe, but there’s only so much I can do without making it official.’

You couldn’t give him an answer yet. This was not the Baekhyun you knew, the cute young boy, the funny dorky teen with the softest heart – the white-haired man in front of you was a demon, and you knew you shouldn’t trust him.

‘The choice is yours,’ he pricked his thumb on his own sharp canine, and pressed the pad to your wrist, burning a mark on you. He told you it was to help you reach him when you were ready to make a decision.

He then disappeared without any further explanation, leaving you alone to contemplate what had just happened and how you’d ended up in this mess.

***

When you woke up the following morning, barely catching a few hours of sleep, you thought that this was by far the weirdest dream you’d ever had. But as you were washing up in the bathroom, you noticed the dark maroon mark on your wrist.

It was a fingerprint. His fingerprint.

All of last night’s events were reality, and, although you reckoned you must’ve truly been insane, there were decisions to be weighed out.

The following week flew by, spent in deep thought. You had no one to ask for help or even talk to about this – sure thing, once you’d mention the demonic activities in your apartment, your friends would have to institutionalize you. Did this mean that you had to give yourself up, trade your body for the promised safety of your soul? This wasn’t even you holding on to your virginity. In fact, the only reason you were still innocent was that you’d never hit it off with anyone, barely even dating up until now. You weren’t keen on keeping it, but having your first time with a demon you barely knew was much less than ideal.

Didn’t you know him, though?

The blackened blue eyes resurfaced in your mind. You used to know him when his eyes were sweet and kind, you used to love his eyes. It was frightening how different they were now. And it scared you the most, because you could feel your heart flutter when you thought of them. The way they sparked with angry red and then settled down into the colors of the darkest night. You should’ve dreaded those mysterious orbs. You should’ve, but you didn’t seem to.

Explaining to yourself that the creature with the silver head wasn’t your childhood friend was easy. Convincing your heart to not trust the familiar features you’d been longing for was impossible. This was a dire situation, and he was offering you a helping hand. With strings attached, but didn’t everything come at a price? Problem was, you had to play this game without knowing the rules. And gambling with your soul at stake wasn’t something you were eager to proceed with.

Even if you could accept the fact that you had to sleep with him to stay safe, who was to say that this wasn’t a trap? You couldn’t be sure that he wasn’t just playing you, deceiving you into thinking that he was your friend, your Baekhyun. That he still had a good heart and, thus, came here to save you. What if he tricked you into some unspeakable arrangement, where you’d be possessed or tortured or worse? Of course, you were afraid of such outcomes, but how much longer was it until you faced someone violent again, coming for you with no pact, only vile intentions in mind?

You didn’t want any of that. But somehow you realized there was no running away from this.

And you were right.

***

During the second week after the events your nightmares had returned. You kept running down the endless pitch black hallways, the deranged laughter following you around. It was Kai, and he was coming back. Each night you were running, and hiding, and begging for it to stop, and every time there was a ball of light surrounding you, or a gentle yet firm hand grabbing your palm and dragging you towards the exit that you couldn’t find on your own. Awakening, you flinched at the burn you experienced, when the mark on your wrist glowed red before fading back into maroon.

He was doing his best, but this wasn’t enough.

The experience became more and more dreadful with each passing night. Every time it took Baekhyun longer to appear, and Kai’s voice grew closer and closer. Soon, you had to endure the horrendous whispering in your ear, harassing you, promising to do what he pleased with you and then some. Scaring you senseless with the wild fantasies, or plans, he had for you. Laughing at your helplessness and despair.

On the thirteenth day you woke up from your nightmare just to step into a different one. A real one.

As you opened your eyes in the middle of the night, shedding off another painful dream, you instantly saw him. The green-haired demon hovered right above you, back glued to the ceiling, and the disturbing smirk plastered on his face. You wanted to scream and call for help, but you couldn’t expel a sound. There was nothing you could do under the manic stare of the oddly colored demonic eyes.

The expression he wore on his face was so evil, that it had you paralyzed in terror as he closed the distance between you two, basically falling down from the ceiling to straddle your motionless body.

‘Isn’t it unfortunate that a little lamb like you was left unclaimed,’ he smiled, moving messy strands away from your pale face. ‘For me to use.’

‘No! No!’ You kept yelling, but nothing except pointless puffs of air came out of your mouth.

He was doing something to silence you, and you regretted everything now. You blamed yourself for being so reckless, for not accepting the pact you were offered almost two weeks ago. Anything, any destiny would’ve been better than this.

As your mind was racing, Kai laid his hands on your body, exploring it avidly. Squeezing your breasts painfully, he promised to do disgusting things to you, ruin you, and then destroy what was left of you. His eyes were full of sadistic lust, and you couldn’t move a muscle, crying quiescent tears of helplessness.

Having no better option in mind, you closed your eyes and called for Baekhyun. You didn’t feel the little clothes you had being literally ripped off of you. You merely prayed for the blond demon to hear you as you asked him to protect you and agreed to give him your innocence – and hence your body – in return. And he appeared. When you were already desperate, he appeared, tearing Kai’s form away from you and throwing him into the wall once again.

You felt strength seep back into you and moved to cover yourself with half-destroyed clothes, as he swiftly turned, slashing his wrist open with his claws and grabbing onto yours. You gave him a weak nod, and he repeated the painful procedure with you, before holding onto your forearm tightly, his bloody wound pressed into yours, gushing scorching hot demonic blood into your veins.

‘Swear on it. Tell me you’ll be mine,’ he urged, and you swallowed.

Eyes darting to a grunting demon, who was gathering himself to approach you again, you made a quick decision.

‘I’m yours, Baekhyun.’

The brightest flash of light almost left you blind, causing you to cover your face with your uninjured wrist. When you blinked, eyes readjusting, there was only you and Baekhyun in the room. No trace of Kai, or the struggle that was about to pick up. As your senses tuned back into reality, your breath quivered.

‘It’s okay now, he’s gone,’ Baekhyun offered, tugging you closer and holding you to him with less than experienced hands. ‘You’re safe with me,’ he promised as you shook in his embrace.

Still fearful, you clung to his shirt and weeped not only for what you had gone through again, but what you had yet to go through as a result of your desperate decision.

He stroked your back hesitantly, and you realized your clothes were back intact. You shrunk even further, wishing to simply disappear.

‘I don’t want you to be scared, Y/N-ah,’ Baekhyun suddenly spoke, hand moving up to pat your hair. ‘Being gentle… I am a demon, so it’s not something- I’m well-versed in,’ he admitted. ‘But I don’t want you to be scared or feel used. I have to take you, but I promise I’ll try not to inflict any more pain on you.’

His voice was calm and soft as if was talking to a cornered animal. You weren’t entirely sure that the effects of his tone were not due to any supernatural enhancement. Somehow (and there was no telling if that had a supernatural nature), you felt safe, now that you were drowning in his tight clasp.

Despite what he’d said earlier, his touch was careful. He walked you backwards to your bed, still holding you by the shoulders. You stood there for a long minute, looking at each other and not moving an inch, before he slowly reached down to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. But this was just to get acquainted with the territory before he leaned in, boldly licking into your mouth as you opened it in surprise. Allowing him to explore, you vaguely responded to his ministrations. It felt good, better than you thought it would feel, and he huffed fervidly as your kiss deepened. His hands were pretty quick to crawl under your shirt, and you felt too numb to protest. Or maybe you didn’t even want to protest at this point, a haze of arousal slowly but surely clouding your mind as you gave in to his demanding lips.

Consumed by the kissing, you didn’t even pay attention to the pajamas sliding off of your body and your back hitting the firm mattress underneath.

Baekhyun, being unexpectedly slow and thorough, worshipped every inch of your naked skin. His lips traveled down your quivering stomach as he kneaded your breasts with his large hands in a much gentler way than you’d experienced earlier. Focusing on him as opposed your grim memories, you couldn’t help but whimper in pleasure as he placed wet kisses over your pubic bone and wrapped his arms around your thighs to hold you in place as he dipped lower. The first graze of his tongue made you jolt from the intense sensation in your core, forgetting all that was bothering you before. He prevented you from moving away from the new sensation and continued, quickly building a more than languid pace.

‘Fuck,’ he muttered, running two long fingers between your slick folds. ‘I could spend an eternity eating you out.’

You shivered at his rough voice, excitement prickling your skin. The wet sounds he made as he sucked on your clit caused you to choke on your own breath. His mouth felt… divine. To such an extent that you were sure this wasn’t due to your lack of experience. It was his expert skills – he knew how to hit your every nerve, leaving you a feverish mess underneath. Unable to control your movements, you began grinding on his face as he sniggered, keeping up the rhythm.

‘You’re awfully quiet,’ he murmured, as he detached from your core with a lewd sound. ‘Fancy a taste of your pussy?’

Baekhyun moved up and smooched you out of the blue. He was toying with you in a way, but his rough playfulness did its thing and turned you on. Or maybe it was all in his fingers, teasing your entrance. Or maybe both.

‘Relax, angel. I’ll make you feel good,’ he promised, charcoal eyes looking down at you intently. ‘I think you’re ready to take over.’

The white-haired demon took the opportunity to discard his clothes and drop back on the bed, motioning you to take the position on top of him. You sat up hesitantly, eyeing his impressive, and already hard, length. It seemed on the bigger side, in fact, it was quite huge if anyone had asked you. Although you weren’t an expert, you had legitimate concerns of how you could handle this. How would you even… put it inside?

The thought made you gulp, and he smirked.

‘I take it you wanted me on top?’

You blushed. Literally – blushed at his words. It felt so stupid that he was right, you genuinely expected him to just continue with you lying on the bed as opposed to try it any other way.

‘We’ll have time for that. For now, get on it, and face the opposite direction.’

Confused as to why you had to face the wall instead of him, you followed the instruction. You didn’t fully sit, startled by a sudden press of his flesh to your lower lips. Breath hitching, you stared at the wall, awaiting the inevitable, but you felt a demanding hand on your butt cheek.

‘Fuck-’ He let out a string of inaudible curses. ‘You’re already shivering, Y/N?’

You bit your lip, contemplating if you should say something.

‘Do I have to- face this way?’ You stuttered, and he squeezed your ass with determination.

‘It’s easier for me to control myself when I don’t have you one hundred percent at my disposal. Also, I might scare you.’

‘Do you turn into something?’ You whispered dejectedly, and he laughed.

‘I’m not turning into a monster on you, or in you, don’t worry.’ He chuckled and swatted your ass cheek before adding. ‘Aren’t you naughty.’

Even if you wanted to answer, you couldn’t say a word when his palm slid down your curves to grip onto his dick again. He rubbed it onto your slick covered skin, and your belly constricted. He repeated the motion, taking in the dramatic arch in your back as you bent forward, and the pulsating entrance ready to welcome him inside. As your legs were beginning to shake from hovering above him, he pushed you firmly down, with his hands on both sides of your pelvis.

You sank down on his length, legs almost giving out as you felt a really painful stab in your lower stomach. Gasping in sudden discomfort, you would have tumbled forward if not for the hands holding you down.

‘Breathe through it. It’ll subside before you know it.’

Following his lead, you kept breathing in and out, feeling the pain weaken with every huff of air. And mere moments later, it wasn’t painful anymore.

‘Good girl. Now, try moving,’ he panted as you made your first cautious attempt.

Some unpleasant sensations came back, but they were pretty bearable, so you continued grinding your hips on his.

‘Yes,’ Baekhyun grunted lowly. ‘My tight little angel.’

You moaned in response. Loudly – both at the dirty words that Baekhyun spilled, and the way your core constricted around his dick. He guided your hips to increase the tempo, and the room around you quickly became hot and humid, filled with sensual sounds and pungent smell of sex.

The demon told you to stop and change your position a little. It was good timing – your legs were beginning to feel numb. You planted your feet onto the mattress and put some of the weight on your arms, relieved when Baekhyun offered additional support by grabbing your hips.

‘Relax. Allow me,’ he gritted, helping your thighs up slightly before bringing them down.

‘Agh,’ you couldn’t hold it in. Each movement of his body sparked intense tingles in your center.

He kept going, gliding in and out of you with growing impatience, meanwhile you struggled to hold yourself up, wobbly legs open wide to allow him to stretch you open the way he desired.

‘Oh yes, moan my name, sweetheart,’ he urged, quickening his pace as you cried out.

‘Baekhyun-’

‘Does it feel good?’ His thrusts were so fast and rough at this point that you didn’t even register his question.

‘I asked,’ he gritted word by word, ‘Does. that. feel. good?’

A sharp slap on your clit, and you choked out a tortured ‘yes’, on the verge of begging him to finally make you finish before you collapsed.

It felt really wet between your legs, and you didn’t want to think there was more to it than just your arousal, but the squelching sounds had your knees almost close as the intensity skyrocketed.

‘Get out of your fucking head,’ Baekhyun became even more aggressive with his thrusts. ‘Or do you want me to just keep fucking you till I fill you up and then go again?’

‘Mhm-m,’ you whined, the dirty imagery rushing into your mind as you became aware of your tits bouncing with his every thrust.

‘So easily tainted, baby,’ he laughed hoarsely, and you tightened around him responsively.

Begging for him to go faster, you fought to keep yourself upright on your increasingly weakening arms. Instead of helping you, Baekhyun gripped you to keep you steady while he thrusted harshly into you, triggering your first release.

Falling backwards with a wail, you ended up lying on his chest, legs splayed as he continued to pleasure you through your spiking sensitivity. You moaned in pain and bliss, unable to tear yourself from his hold.

‘No way, sweetness, we’re not finished just yet,’ he rolled you on your stomach, before taking his position on top of you and resuming the attack on your swollen core.

‘Please, Baek- hyun-n…’ you trailed off as he hit the nerve for you again, making the pain fade away, and you almost wept, blinded by pleasure.

The wetness spread between your legs, soiling both your inner thighs and the sheets, but you couldn’t care less. The tension in your belly was growing again.

‘You feel even more marvelous than I thought. I want you to always beg for me like that.’

As on cue, you whimpered and cried out his name at a particularly deep thrust that made you feel like you were going to explode.

‘You’re finally all mine,’ his voice was rough in your ear as he finished you off with a few deep strong hits of his thighs, spilling his seed inside you and basking in his orgasm as the hot cum filling you up triggered your second release. You moaned into the sheets, enjoying the way his pelvis pressed snug to the curve of your ass.

For quite some time you simply laid there, breathing heavily and cooling down. You barely felt him slipping out, but soon enough his fingers began tracing the invisible lines on your back.

‘Are you tired, angel?’

You murmured something into the pillow. He let you soak in the new experience a little longer, stroking your disheveled hair and slowly kissing a trail up your shoulder blade, while you couldn’t even move a muscle. Didn’t want to move a muscle.

Soon his lips reached your shoulder and he wrapped his hand around you, dragging you back, to put you to his chest.

‘You didn’t think I was done with you, little minx, did you?’ He hummed into your ear, playing with the soft skin of your breast, and you protested.

‘Baekhyun, I need to clean up fi-’

The objection was interrupted by his hand, shamelessly dipping between your legs again.

Hours later he finally let you rest properly. Thanks to his demonic powers, this time you didn’t have to get in the shower or change the sheets. Soiled with blood, those looked like someone was murdered in there.

Well, your innocence was, but no one was about to cry you a river.

It wasn’t too bad for you anyways, compared to how much it could hurt for others. Baekhyun seemingly took away most of the pain you were supposed to feel during your passionate consummation, and you guessed that he was trying hard to rein himself in, too. In any case, he managed to make it more than bearable for you. At least, that was what you thought as you fell into deep slumber, fully drained of energy.

Baekhyun, in turn, didn’t go to sleep. He just lay there with his eyes closed, caressing your bare back as you nuzzled him. An hour went by, as he took his time listening to you breathe, touching your delicate skin and inhaling your addictively fresh scent.

In the middle of the night something changed in the air. Baekhyun knew what it was.

The demon emerged from the bedroom, leaving you to hug the pillow cutely in your sleep and walking soundlessly towards the kitchen. A shadow was already waiting for him to enter.

‘You did well,’ Baekhyun said, leaning on the wall with his shoulder.

The shadow chuckled in response and turned around, morning light playing in the emerald hair.

‘When am I getting the promised souls though?’

‘They’re already waiting for you. But Kai,’ the blond demon paused before stressing, ‘No one can know about this.’

The green-haired man rolled his eyes and shrugged, about to leave. But then he halted and faced Baekhyun again.

‘Hyung, why her?’

That wasn’t a question he could answer in one line. Unless he said, ‘Because I wasn’t supposed to leave her’. It wasn’t his destiny, he wasn’t meant to walk down that street that night, or get stabbed to death. Something went wrong, and he was gone just like that. But he was your destiny, your best friend, your soon-to-be lover and future partner, so his passing had robbed you of any chance to live a full and happy life.

He watched over you from distance at first, but then he became enraged by the universe for leaving his love to suffer a lifetime like this. As time went by, you failed to begin any type of relationship, and he couldn’t handle seeing you give up, thinking that you were not meant to be loved at all. You invested much more time into volunteering at local animal rescues, than even thinking about romantic life or a family.

Baekhyun was done waiting and giving you a chance to replace him in your heart. He knew you weren’t letting go of him for a reason – he couldn’t let you go either – but there was no ‘normal’ way for him to be with you. You weren’t moving on, thus, he decided to use his demonic identity to reunite with you. But a demon couldn’t be serious about his human ‘plaything’. So, he had deceived you and scared you into concluding a pact with him.

But that wasn’t something Baekhyun was willing to admit to Kai.

‘A rare innocence in that soul,’ Baekhyun cleared his throat. ‘A gem in a body like this – and I’m going to be the only one to have her. And use her.’

‘And corrupt her,’ Kai let out an excited laugh. ‘You know, hyung, I wouldn’t mind helping you break her in, push her past her limits...’

‘Fuck off,’ Baekhyun enunciated. ‘Your work here is done. Don’t even think about swirling around my soul again.’

‘So possessive. Why don’t you show your soul your real face then?’

Kai disappeared, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

Baekhyun sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation. What the demon was referring to was an ugly scar across Baekhyun’s face. It was something he wasn’t ready to show you just yet, or, perhaps, at all.

Thinking of the little lies he had to feed you in order to keep you close, he grabbed a glass of water before returning to the bedroom. You stirred as he entered and called for him, asking where he’d gone in your sleepy husky voice.

‘Got thirsty,’ he showed you the glass. ‘Have some too.’

He helped you have a few gulps to hydrate properly, and then watched you fall back onto your pillow. Leaning down, he planted a chaste kiss onto your forehead.

‘Go back to sleep, my little angel,’ Baekhyun murmured. ‘No one else will get to you now.’

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A/N: Um- happy Halloween? 😅👀 How do you like it?? Kai participates heavily in this one, and there’s a twist at the end too... What do you think of him and Baek? And the OC, did she make a mistake entrusting herself to a demon she barely even knows? I’m also really curious to know whether this was at all scary for you or not!! Please share~

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bookwyrminspiration · 3 years ago

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There's always ups and downs to moving, I'd suggest completing whatever schooling you wanna do in America because the new Zealand cirriculum is absolutely devastating and horrible and it's only getting worse as time goes on. Most schools are severely underfunded, it is near impossible to get diagnosed with a mental illness of some kind, even with the better schools the student aid is riddled with ablism and horror (The other day one of my sister's aids mocked her for her stimming!! She's autistic!! And not in mainstream learning!!!) and everything is. Ridiculously expensive. Horribly expensive. And we don't even get the good products!! Especially since the country has gone into major debt because of the govt's frivolous spending, like, we're talking 1970's economic crisis, we don't make anything here!! It's all imported!!! We're so isolated from the rest of the world that it's a struggle to import the stuff we need. All the goods we produce are exported, too, so it's not like we have reliable food either. Go to Australia, from what I've heard it's doing so much better.

Don't worry, I'm not going to be running off anywhere without due consideration. I have my priorities. That being said that aside in my tags was more an expression of anger than a real desire to move to New Zealand--that was just the country I said because my dad has brought it up a few times so it was on my mind. I'd want to put more thought into anywhere I'm going before I decide on it for myself.

Really my post was a funnel for the frustration living in this country comes with, because I had to let it out somewhere before I could get into the "okay now what can I do from here" mindset. I'm not giving up nor despondent, I just had to let it out somewhere so I'd be rid of it.

I'm so sorry about your sister's aid. I've been lucky enough to never have any direct comments or insults made of me for my autistic traits (probably because I've never given a word to it for people irl) but I'm always constantly reminded of the way the world works when the r-slur is thrown around and people notice and question my manner of speaking or open fiddling. I hope your sister is doing alright

The economic crisis does not sound fun I will be honest. I really don't know much about it--my dad was the one considering New Zealand, I haven't looked into any other countries specifically because of schooling I want to finish--but! thank you for that information because that is something I can pass on.

No clue what's up with Australia either tbh though I'm trying to get through high school without burning out because I always take on more work than I probably should.

#quil's queries #nonsie #I moved around a lot as a kid so I'm not unfamiliar with it #it was always within the country and I was a kid. but some things still apply #would like to move to the lost cities now please. which also have their share of problems but still sounds better than here

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schrijverr · 3 years ago

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The Media in a Quirk Society

An essay or more a thought piece about how the media adapted to the appearance of quirk. How genres changed and how the media influences and is influenced by society.

On AO3.

Ships: none

Warnings: none

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Something that makes me so very curious is how media must have developed in the BNHA universe after the appearance of quirks.

We hear almost nothing of media other than the news within the universe itself. For now it escapes me if All Might Cartoons are actually mentioned in the show or something of fanfiction. But another fanfic phenomena are pre-quirk movies, aka movies of our time.

The latter is a thing we must agree on, since there was a time before there were quirks wherein movies were made. This also implies that the pre-quirk superhero genre has existed (think MCU or DC)

I want to examine how that must have changed with the appearance of quirks based of what we’ve seen in the show.

When we see the beginnings of a quirk society, we meet AFO, who rises in the chaos and especially the scene where he takes and gives a quirk stand out the most. Quirks weren’t excepted yet, especially visible quirks, while at the same time a quirk means power. We also know the hero profession rises here, because it was too much for just law enforcement.

So we have these components, which all make for really great stories… in hindsight.

After the fact there must have been many stories about a lone police officer, becoming a hero as he saw the force around him crumble. Or a weak person, suddenly developing a powerful quirk that helps them get out of an impossible situation. Or maybe even about someone who feels they are deformed and shunned from society by their quirk and how they overcome it.

But at the moment it was happening there was still a lot of resentment about quirks and people who had them.

When quirks first entered the stage, people who had them plunged the world into chaos or had to hide like the man who goes to AFO to get his quirk removed.

I can imagine that if movie productions could continue in those turbulent times they would focus on the normal guy, still fighting against a suddenly super-powered villain or a quirkist (as I shall refer to it) take on a person who gets a quirk and turns evil.

Or they might even ignore the whole quirk situation in general with a new genre that can be boiled down to ‘No Quirks – AU’ wherein the movie is based in pre-quirk times. This genre would have a lot of nostalgia at first, probably, trying to call upon how simple life was when villains weren’t terrorizing the streets and heroes were just a funny thing of TV.

Maybe it will develop later.

Maybe it will become how difficult it must have been back then with no simple quirk solutions to problems. It might even turn into a genre about invention, mostly, with a fascination in the public of how things that run on quirk-solutions now, could have been solved by a quirkless scientist in the before times.

But back to the developing genre that is set the BNHA real world. Wherein quirkless people might have gotten a center stage in the early years, before quirks became so entrenched in society that quirkism developed against what used to be a majority.

I can picture a young Midoriya watching old movies wherein the quirkless protagonist was the hero against the evil quirks, telling himself that one day that could be him.

However, with the rise of heroes the media attention probably shifted.

The manga/anime describes it as ‘ordinary civilians with their own Quirks decided to take matters into their own hands to bring order to society, and thus the first "Heroes" appeared.’ as it says on the fandom wikia.

This shifts the narrative of quirkless hero against the chaos of quirks, to brave citizen stands up using the power they’ve been granted. Maybe they gave it religious undertones or maybe it was the story of taking the moral high ground and doing what was right for your country and neighbors.

In those early days you probably have more stories reflective of the pre-quirk fictional heroes, wherein the main character has to hide that they’re out there every night breaking the law to bring order.

It can be that at this time the narrative that the police is just the ‘villain taxi service’ starts to originate among bitter storytellers, who have seen the police fail where heroes did not. Though this would be more older filmmakers after this era is over, who start this. When heroes have become accepted, but they still remember how bad the police reacted before.

But on the topic of heroes becoming accepted, that must have been a civil right movement, a right that had to be debated with villains reflecting how bad an idea public quirk use could be.

You can see in the ‘Liberation War Arc’ how something like that could have played out and how it makes for interesting media entertainment as it is a story arc in our world, meant to amuse. Mixed with the fact that the first heroes created order in the chaos, there must be a ton of movies following activists or a hero not only having to fight the villains, but also the system.

And then over time heroes morphed into what they are now.

Hero became a profession and quirks the norm. After a while, just focusing on quirks got less interesting and using quirks as just a backdrop became more interesting.

Sure, you still had the hero genre and with actual figureheads these can range from documentaries to inspired by real life movies or just fictive fights with characters that are obviously based off a real hero or just the real hero. Especially when heroes became depended on their popularity, there must have been plenty that signed an acting contract in the hopes of getting their name and image out there.

With Midoriya’s comment about Todoroki having the backstory of a protagonist, it is clear that the hero genre is far from forgotten.

However, the “normal” genres also developed with society and with quirks becoming normal and no one truly aching for the before times, they must be set in the BNHA world we know.

The tropes we know (and maybe love) will get a new twist to fit this society or maybe disappear completely. New stereotypes and assumptions based off quirks appear, even quirkism might become prevalent in media, teaching kids that those without quirks are freaks or weak and weird.

In my mind I picture a movie trailergoing “She has a water quirk, he has a fire quirk. Will they fall in love despite their different personalities?!?” or “When his family is murdered, he must track down the killer with only the quirk as clue. Will he find out what happened on that faithful day or will the path this sends him on be the last of him???”

The horror genre will also be transformed with the fear of people misusing their quirk being a big thing in society.

As for fantasy, this genre will change with super-powered people being the norm, you can have to get more creative to make it truly fantastical. World building, visually, will be more important to distinguish it from our world, creatures too since there are literally people with bird heads, for example, walking around.

Not to mention the potential of quirks being hereditary that can be used in dramas where the partner has cheated or as plot point as grant reveal of a main character being related to one of the antagonists or even in gang movies as them training together to use their quirks and them all being the same. That would make for a cool visual tbh.

Disaster movies also will be different than they are now. With protagonist who can have quirks that work against them in their situation or if it’s a more hopeful movie how they work together, piling together their quirks and other skills to survive.

And the crime genre will be so intrinsically tied to hero society and with the police being seen as kinda useless, it will be so different than how we know it now. Did crime become part of the hero genre? Is this a piece of cop propaganda left wherein the police tries to save their reputation? I don’t know, but I wanna think about it.

It’s just interesting to me how in a world where the super is normal, media has adapted and this has been keeping my mind busy over the past few weeks.

The transformation in society of quirks as something dangerous that needs to be stopped, to a few brave people standing up for what’s right to finally the commercialization of heroes so that they can keep doing their job.

You see these changes, that’s unavoidable.

Media is such a powerful tool and it’s hardly referenced within the source material (which I understand because there are already so many movingparts), but with the fall of hero society it is interesting how all that propaganda for heroes might disappear back to when quirks first appeared and how the cycle may start again.

A/N:

There are probably so many genres and other stuff thatI haven’t considered, so tell me your thoughts about the media in BNHA!

((also I didn’t want to dive in how racism, homophobia, ableism will develop with quirks and notions people will have about them. It is important to think about, but I do not think that I am the right person to talk about it. If anyone does, tag me or comment the link, because I will 100% read it))

#RR writing #BNHA #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #quirks #quirks in society #quirks in media #movies #movie and film #idk how to tag this lmao

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dolphin-enthusiast · 4 years ago

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Hii! Can I please have hcs of the bucci gang and trish with a s/o who’s a new gang member who’s very naive and a past member of la squadra? Basically bruno adopted her now that she was all alone. Oh and if you don’t do trish with them could you replace fugo with her? Thank you!

- Bruno would, as expected, be extremely cautious and EVEN more protective towards her to the point where the rest of the gang would be lowkey rolling their eyes at his over the top behavior at times. Sure, the man himself realizes that he can be just a tad bit too motherly, but it’s just that he loves her too much and the fact that she’s so gullible just makes him want to keep her far from harm’s way, yknow? That obviously doesn’t mean that Bruno does not trust her abilities, after all she’s STILL a gang member. However he feels responsible for her safety (as he does with the rest of the squad) and will do all in his power to at least keep a close eye on her whenever she’s out on a mission and such. Bruno will keep her at his side at all times, training and looking out for her constantly, the man merely chuckling at her puffed cheeks and cute little annoyed expression whenever she tells him that he “fusses over her too much”. But s/o knows all too well that the man means well and that he’ll even move mountains for her.

- Giorno would, as well, be hella overprotective of his s/o, only that he’d be just a little more lowkey compared to Bruno. And by that I mean he’s going to be mostly watching over her from the shadows and won’t step in or tell her anything unless it was a serious case or her safety was compromised. That being said, the main thing that Gio would be concerned over would be her naive demeanour, even if at the same time he admires her childlike innocence and overflowing kindness. To him she’s like a breath of fresh mountain air, her carefree attitude nothing less of a cure to all the suffering and death that constantly surrounds the man on a daily basis. Sure he DOES worry that some bad guy is going to take advantage of her naivety someday, and that’s exactly why he always makes sure that she’s able to defend and stand up for herself if the situation calls for it.

- Abbacchio is probably the one who’ll have the least patience in the beginning since, in his opinion, gullible and naive people have it coming. He may not have been too fond of her at first, and yet her kind and easygoing demeanour grew on him overtime, and here we a r e. No matter how nonchalant he tries to be, we all know that Abba is a deadass softie for his airhead s/o and will even sacrifice his own life for her, even if he still pretends to not care about her constantly teasing him for being “such a grandpa”, and yet the constant blush on the brooding man’s face tells s/o otherwise. The mere fact that he’s oh so often fussing over s/o’s safety and jumps in to protect her whenever a fight breaks out speaks louder than a thousand words about how much Abbacchio truly cares about her. Deep down he really does love just how “childish” and carefree she is, her constant affection being the best distraction in days where the sky is grayer than usual.

- Mista is head over fucking heels for her, no doubt about it. He fell for s/o the second he saw her feeding stray animals and helping poor people on the street, and we don’t talk about the time she dared him to chase her around the house just because she was wielding the last slice of pizza, the 2 of them causing a big ass commotion and breaking one of Bruno’s favorite plates in the process. Name a more iconic duo tbh bc these two radiate almost the same energy, and we all know that Mista is sure to fall for someone free spirited who can find humor in any situation and see the bright side. He won’t be as fussy as the rest of them because he knows that even if she’s pretty naive she can still kick ass, but be certain that if anyone ever dared to mess with her Mista is going to kick some MAJOR ass bitch. On another note, the man also lowkey enjoys “teaching” her how to be more intimidating at times just to clown her (and Abbacchio bc he loves giving him as the prime example of big and scary intimidating grandpa that only ever comes out of his crypt of a room to get food) in the process, Mista simply f e e d i n g off of her reactions.

- Fugo probably really vibed with her the second she joined the gang tbh. Although he isn’t “naive” per se, some things still get to him and can convince him to do brash decisions at times and so for the first time he felt as if someone TRULY understood him. Therefore, it’s no wonder that these 2 (albeit kinda awkwardly at first) ended up confessing to eachother eventually. Now Fugo is quite the anxious fussy type and will always be either clinging to her arm or just...tagging along whenever s/o leaves to run errands bc he’d hate for her to be fooled or worse: attacked by an enemy. However he still makes sure to give s/o space and a l w a y s tells her that she can always call him for backup if anything happens. S/o especially enjoys teasing Fugo for being so fussy and affectionate/clingy with her and only her, something that makes our tsundere boi right here flush and huff and puff whenever it happens.

- Narancia is probably the chillest bc have you seen the boi?? If Mista and Fugo instantly vibed w her, Nara over here thought that he had legit found his soulmate the instant he met her. He immediately fell for her carefree and easygoing attitude and honestly? Her naive persona only made him want to care for her even more, because truth be told he saw a bit of his younger self in her. Hell, even now one could argue that Nara is still a bit “naive” but he learned the hard way that he had to work on that tendency as he joined the mafia. That’s exactly why he’d always try telling s/o not to trust anyone and be aware of her surroundings, the worried man throwing his arms around her afterwards and telling her just how much he loves her and how he’d do anything in his power to protect her at all times. On another note, Narancia is always trying to make s/o forget about the hardships of the life they’re living, the man attempting to shield s/o from as much pain and horror as he can by making her laugh and spending time with her on a daily basis. Honestly, these two are serotonin providers for eachother.

- Trish could probably relate alot to her, if I’m being honest. I mean, a young girl that was flung into the mafia just like that because of a series of unfortunate events and probably some familial issues as well? Big fat kin. However, Trish was quite shy and weary of her at first, and yet her easygoing attitude made the girl open up in no time and somehow the 2 ended up together after some time. Now, when I say that s/o is quite literally Trish’s ray of goddamn sunshine, it ain’t no exaggeration. Trish is constantly looking out for her dear s/o and will go absolutely fucking feral if anyone were to take advantage of her naivety, which is why the girl sometimes warns her about the dangers of trusting others so easily. And yet whenever s/o sweetly chuckles whilst gently squeezing Trish’s hand as she reassures her that everything will be just fine, the pink haired girl can’t help but smile and put her worries aside once more and entirely trust her s/o’s words.

#hi i have been ressurected once more #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #Jojo no Kimyou na Bouken #Vento Aureo #bucci gang #jojo headcanons #headcanons #anon #yet i have a mad headache rn cuz i had some champagne glasses rip #tipsy writing lololol

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alicehattera03 · 4 years ago

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my ranking of tropes!!

As you may know- I uh- I write(fanfics) lol should I say I’m a writer?? Am I even a writer I- *existential crisis continues*

Well, anyways!! I decided to rank popular fanfic tropes cause why not?! (Everything you read from here on out is my opinion so no fighting!!!!!)

For S tier!! Of course, angst was gonna be a tippy top choice for me, so is hurt/comfort(although I suck at writing the comfort part lmfao but reading comfort? YES), fix it fics are amazing like the time I needed to fix an ending of a movie that I came home from crying cause like WTF and I had to write a new ending, dark is well known cause well, DD:DE anyone?!, and canon divergence is a sure thing cause I mean, it’s AU material isn’t it??? and infamous ABO, damn, idk but y’all but that shit good when done right cause MMMMM hell to the yes for inner wolves and ranks, with the bite marks and stuff and lemme say alpha/alpha(unconventional ABO pairs and fics like with alpha/beta are ok too, but ofc I love alpha/omega as well) be doing things to my heart like you wouldn’t believe WOW.

Y’kno what they say, canon material=free real estate.

Tier A!! : surprisingly major character death is here instead of S tier but it’s because I like writing it(With all that angsty goodness) but I don’t really like reading it in other fics(cause I don’t wanna cry uwah), time loop is fun to write but not really to read(watched one too many movies with it and it was ruined for me in the long run)...established relationship is so good because I don’t have to worry about anything(unless one or both die then mayday mayday fuck we gotta problem), mutual pining is delicious lemme scoop it all up, unhappy endings are angsty so I love them and yet cry(so I may skip according to my mood), the AU’s are like beautiful when done the way I like em(opinions opinions), gen fics are surprisingly good all by themselves as long as you read the tags/summary you’ll be good to go!

Tier B: arranged marriage is like the cherry on ice cream you can like it or hate it but it’s there and it isn’t that bad or anything to worry about, honestly if you have to fuck or die I think realistically we’d choose to fuck cause who wants to die if you can live? the AU’s ahhh chef’s kiss. Enemies/friends to lovers, after recently liking the childhood friends trope I was like this IS IT I love the dynamics basically, drunken confessions seem like a thing in real life too so I like it, fluff is cute to read but not to write cause I can never write it without getting angsty ahh maybe I should work on that for the new year??? (shhh wip in progress for new fandom ehe but still quite angsty oh noooo lmao)

Tier C: the AUs are uh not the worst but not the best... I used to like them a lot more but now I could live without them if I had to, amnesia is either frustrating or done really well, “there was only one bed” oh the horror ahahaha, warmth in someone’s arms? Hell yea, sign me the fuck up for that MMMM. Crack? Sure, I could get with the program. Pwp/sex pollen pretty much the same thing lmfao I can sit through it but it has to have a little bit of plot, first kiss usually cute and fluffy which I like reading but somehow can never write out lol the pains of being an angst writer instead of a fluff writer.. miscommunication is either super annoying to read cause they run circles around each other OR there is no or, it’s just awkward for me..I like healthy communication...

Tier D: in short, I hate children in fics and IRL...like the screaming tiny tots that can’t really talk..so yeah that and pregnancy whether it’s mpreg or not is probably out for me, crossovers..if it can make sense and I like both fandoms and there’s no badly written Oc’s...I can take it..body swap on the other hand? No. We keep our own bodies in this household thank you very much. Fake relationship is built on lies, it’s just hard for me to get through them unless it’s good and they work it out well between each other. The fairytale au by itself is alright but tbh time periods and the settings don’t match more than half the time which makes it hard for me to get into it..I like accuracy..coffee shop is..unrealistic half the time..although that could make people get into it, it’s just not for me. Missing/behind the scenes stuff are GREAT when done well, like a sneak peek of “What if” things.

Now. Love triangles. Your may be thinking- a whole new paragraph for this? Yes. I HATE THEM WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEINGGGGG YOU HAVE NO IDEA THE PAIN I GO THROUGH WHEN FINDING OUT IT HASN’T BEEN TAGGED PROPERLY IN A FIC. If two people like the same person and the person likes them both back, don’t make the person choose. It hurts both parties. If the two people that like said person are die hard enemies, then ok fine, choose away, but ya know we(all genders included, I’m sure) got cough holes cough for a reason- just saying..basically I’d like love triangles to go to hell and make way for the queen: threesomes.

LOL anyways, that was my lengthy ass ranking, lemme know if you want to see more of these(I might do a husbando/wifeu ranking in the future ahhh all my fandoms will end up revealing themselves ahaha) And you are most certainly VERY welcome to comment below what fandoms you think I’m in/might like, and I’ll comment back ofc ^^ Let’s be multi-fandom together ahaha

#fanfic #a03 fic #a03 fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 stuff #archive of our own #fanfiction #fanfic writing #fanfiction writer #trope talk #fanfic trope #trope time #trope

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woo-do-hwan · 5 years ago

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The June Review

Dramas & Films I watched in June

The Romance of Tiger and Rose (2020) [9.5 out of 10]

I finally watched this so I could stop avoiding spoilers and tbh it did not disappoint. I finished this in about 2 days and I honestly don’t know what to do with myself now. I might have to start calling Lu Si the comedy queen because of the one heck of the performance she put on. I also loved the chemistry between the leads and by ep 10, it was so obvious the male lead was so in love with her, my heart just burst for them. The couple also reminded me of Donghua & Fengjiu in some instances bc Han Shuo is whipped for his woman just like Donghua is. Anyway... I might have to go rewatch this bc I feel empty inside now.

My Dear Lady (2020) [6.5 out of 10]

I watched this curiously because of the summary but it seems most of the plot happened towards the end of the drama and by the end it felt rushed. I also got bored often watching most of this but the acting was still good.

Kore Wa Keihi de Ochimasen! (2019) [8.5 out of 10]

I do truly enjoy watching some jdramas bc they’re just 10 episodes with no exaggerated or lengthy plot line and this was exactly it. It also had the subtle romance plot which doesn’t take the majority of the 10 eps which I quite enjoyed. And pretty much each ep came with a different story which I also loved with odd exception of the romance plot and the two last episodes.

Kleun Cheewit (2017) [7.5 out of 10]

This isn’t my first lakorn and it certainly won’t be my last either. The chemistry between the two leads were amazing. I’m not sure what else to say... felt like they dragged out some parts and some things were a little so-so but good drama.

Mystic Pop Up Bar (2020) [9.0 out of 10]

This is probably one of the best dramas I’ve watched this year, at first I wasn’t planning on watching it but I decided to give it a try and little did I know, I was going to be hooked two episodes in. I did mostly watch it for the back story (with the young actors) and I hope when they’re older they might consider doing another drama together. But I’m a sucker for tragedy & angst which I also try to avoid most of the time going into dramas (this is a very odd combo). The plot was great. A great drama, and I notice this also applies to books, when the audience guesses and already knows of the plot twists before they are revealed. It’s quite satisfying when all the pieces fall into place and that is exactly what happened. Mystic Pop Up Bar also kept it light-hearted bc you needed the humour after watching some of the angsty scenes, phew.

Someday or One Day (2019) [8.5 out of 10]

I guess you could say this is a murder mystery for most of the episodes. The twist and turns are quite unexpected and I quite enjoyed watching. Greg Hsu could have my heart any day of the week. (this list is getting longer and longer with each passing day)

Want More 19 (2018) [7.0 out of 10]

A short web drama. I mean... the main reason I was here was for Day6′s OST ‘Chocolate’ It’s a great song. Also an amazing band. Again, it’s just a breather in between long-winded dramas.

The Legend of White Snake (2019) [7.0 out of 10]

I know I said below another drama review that I had changed my ways and don’t skip through things now. Well... I skipped through this one mainly because I got fed up and bored, this consistently lasted through a whole chunk of eps. So I kind of skipped to the end... I didn’t miss much if I’m being honest and I wasn’t a fan of the ending.

Tokyo Tarareba Musume (2017) [8.5 out of 10]

I went through a phase of watching dramas but regretted not paying enough attention to them the first time I watched them, either by skipping through the episode or just missing out episodes in general. Now that I’ve changed my ways and want to fully appreciate dramas, no matter how good or bad, I decided to rewatch this. There’s nothing better than watching Sakaguchi Kentaro be an angsty af man. Anyway, I enjoyed this very much. Jdramas have a lovely charm about them by not being too long and don’t drag out the storyline either.

Good Casting (2020) [8.0 out of 10]

A better title for this show would be Chan Mi and her sidekicks... I wasn’t really a big fan of her character. She was literally everywhere & I think that’s where the plot falls... maybe I would have liked it more if we actually had a chance at seeing more of the other main characters. I think I was trying so hard to find a reason to like it but there wasn’t much to like about it. The premise of it sounded so appealing but again, it was just another drama that fell short.

When My Love Blooms (2020) [7.5 out of 10]

Let’s be real here... I was watching this for Park Jinyoung & Jeon So Nee, I don’t know about you all. Honestly... I felt like Jinyoung & Jeon So Nee’s storyline would have worked well in a standalone drama. That would be quite interesting to see. Anyway, great chemistry between those two as well. I can’t say much for the present day storyline, easiest way to put it, I didn’t like it. But I suppose it’s what I get for a melodrama with the added extra drama tag. (Note to self, stop watching melodramas)

My Woofy Poofy Love (2018) [8.0 out of 10]

It’s quite refreshing to watch short web dramas like this in between heavy dramas. You are angst free while watching fluffy web dramas. This was pure sweetness and very uplifting to watch, especially because I’ve been watching some heavy dramas recently.

Where Your Eyes Linger (2020) [10 out of 10] (BL)

I’ve never given out a 10 before, they’re rare, extremely rare. Perfect actors, perfect length of episodes, perfect storyline. I loved it. I loved the way it reeled you in the first couple of episodes, with the fluff and the humour, then it eased you in and gave you a taste of the angst to come before completely ripping your heart out. And they gave us a kiss! A KISS! It was one of the softest kisses ever. PLEASE GIVE US SEASON 2... Ahem. At the moment, it is one of the best dramas I have seen this year. (I’m going to have to compile a list at the end of year of the best dramas, aren’t I? There’s bound to be more than one, Mystic Pop Up Bar is heading for a Best Drama crown this year too) Anyway. Go watch it, it’s worth it.

The King: Eternal Monarch (2020) [7.5 out of 10]

Okay, if you follow me, you’ll know I was watching this for Woo Do Hwan and also Kim Kyung Name (you might have not known that one) and the queen Kim Go Eun. I mean it’s definitely not the best drama I’ve seen all year, it’s only June, there’s plenty of time for another drama to come out and impress everyone. But with this one... there was nothing really keeping me there except those three. My interest did peak around the middle episodes but died down quickly after. I wasn’t in love with Kim Go Eun/Lee Min Ho pairing but that’s just me, certain episodes they clicked with me and others they didn’t. I wanted more out of that final ep but I don’t at the same time. I wanted to see more of everyone’s life instead of the brief snippets we got, not to be biased but I wanted more to see more of Jo Yeong. I guess you take what you can get... we were teased with so much, the excellent cast, the hype for it and having a well known writer behind it but having watched it, it was a big let down, for me at least.

Born Again (2020) [7.0 out of 10]

For an overall mystery/crime/fantasy/melodrama drama (If we can call it that) it wasn’t that bad... if we exclude the horror of the romance plot. The writer glorified what Jang Ki Yong’s characters did and that was not okay, he clearly needed help. Main Female lead ended up with the wrong guy. Lee Soo Hyuk deserves better. The stylist and him need a raise for his outfits during the later episodes when his past self takes over his current body because hot damn he was pulling that off better than any other character I’ve seen in a suit.

My Holo Love (2020) [8.0 out of 10]

I loved the beginning of the drama but my interest died down after the plot was revealed (an evil man wanting the AI)... but I did however love the last scene of the series, that was a nice way to end it.

Novoland: The Castle In the Sky (2016) [7.5 out of 10]

I just struggled to get into the storyline, I’m not sure whether to go back and watch the “happy ending” (ep 29) because I was fine with how they ended things.

Maybe, Maybe Not (2019) [8.0 out of 10]

This a web drama, sweet and short ^.^

Long Time No See (2017) (BL) [8.5 out of 10]

This is just a short little drama, I loved the chemistry between the leads and it was very action packed for the few episodes it had.

Snow Flower (2019) [Movie] [7.0 out of 10]

There is just something about Japanese movies... and sometimes dramas. It’s hard to explain, where they can be the most melancholic and beautifully filmed thing. It’s the odd feeling I get when I’m drinking coffee and it’s raining outside and I’m just overwhelmed and feeling nostalgic. Have you ever watched a film where you thought it was good, not extremely good, just good and not really have any qualms with it. This was the movie. Setting itself to be a sad movie with it’s summary surrounding terminal illness, but it’s hardly reflected upon. It focuses more on the romantic side of things which I didn’t mind. If you’ve got 2 hours to kill then it might be worth the watch.

Secretly, Greatly (2013) [Movie] [8.0 out of 10]

Worth a watch. It’s a good spy action movie with the comedy elements added into it as well.

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sagemoderocklee · 4 years ago

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Hello! For the meta asks, would you do 1, 5, 8, and 17?

you did not come to play, lilac! thanks for all these questions! <3

1. Tell us about your current project(s) – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it?

oh lord. that’s a... question. i have. so many current projects, i don’t even know where to start. this is gonna be long so please bear with me lol i’ll probably give more detail for some fics over others, and i’ll only go over fics I’ve got documents for because otherwise we’d be here forever.

The Art of Love: so this one is obvious because it’s been in progress for the last 2ish years? no i think it’s three now. I won’t go into detail with this because the fic is roughly halfway through, so there’s plenty of content for that up! I’d say the progress with that fic is actually going really well, though. Unlike Alliance, which took 8 years--five years of writing, three of editing--TAoL has been up for way less time, and is already about to hit the halfway mark! I really need to get back to it, tbh because it’s been way too long since my last update.

Honor Bound (sequel to Alliance): so this is.... kind of on pause. I’ve got the first three chapters written, but my focus has been more on TAoL when it comes to my more complicated, long running stories, so HB has taken a backseat. I think I won’t get back to working on the Allied Nations Saga until after TAoL is done, in all honesty.

Find Me: this is my HS AU, which has been on the back burner forever and I feel terrible because I think it may honestly be my most popular fic. Unfortunately, AUs/slice of life stuff is difficult for me because I’m more interested in politics, so I lost momentum on this fic. It is about halfway done. I have a good chunk of chapter six written, but not enough that I could say I’m close to finishing it.

It Eats Your Heart: obviously I just started this one, and it’s a horror fic. I’ve really gotta sit down and do some major plotting on it because I only have some very vague ideas currently.

Pearl-Filled Lungs: this is one of like three ningyo AUs I have--the other are pirate/ningyo AUs (and ones actually a selkie not a ningyo). I started it last year for the GaaLee fest, and it’s been sitting unfinished for far too long. I finally sat down recently and plotted the whole thing out, so I’m hoping to get back to working on it soon! It’s only 5 chapters in total, so I don’t think it’ll take me super long to get through once I sit down and do it.

Who Dares to Love Forever: This is a working title, and I may change it. This is a fic idea I’ve had for a couple years, inspired by the song Who Wants to Live Forever by Queen. This particular fic is a vehicle for my sage mode!rock lee headcanon, and explores just how effective Chiyo giving Gaara her life would have been given she was an old biddy. So the idea for this fic is that Gaara’s running out of time because Chiyo only had so much to offer.

Absolution: this is another fic that I’ve had on the back burner for years. it was initially inspired by art by @brianadoesotherjunk but quickly spiraled into something much bigger because of course it did. This particular fic is one I’m extremely excited about. I need to go back over the first part, because I feel like it’s not quite right, but I do technically have the first part done. This fic follows Gaara struggling with bouts of narcolepsy that trigger nightmares induced by trauma and guilt from his childhood. These nightmares are incredibly dangerous for obvious reasons, but even more so because Temari’s baby is on the way. Temari and Shikamaru are married, living in the Kazekage estate, and with their baby coming and both needing/wanting to get back to work, they also need a nanny. Unbeknownst to Gaara, the year prior to the events of the fic, Maito Gai died, succumbing to the 8th Gate finally, and Lee has since been spiraling. His depression has become so self-destructive that he’s been taken off active duty. Shikamaru, along with the rest of the Konoha 12 (minus Neji and Sasuke), get together and discuss what to do. Tenten believes that Lee being a nanny would be the perfect thing. And so Rock Lee is sent to Suna, hired by Shikamaru and Temari as their live-in nanny...

We Need Not Be Yellow Tulips in a Garden of Gardenia’s, Yet We Go the Way of the Red Camellia: true to form, I decided that a hanahaki fic was something I had to do, and I was not going to pass up the chance at being as Extra As Possible with the flowery language, ergo the ridiculous title. I’ve gotten part way through the first chapter of this fic, but the whole thing is roughly plotted out and each chapter title is just as extra as the whole fic’s title.

Thirteen Strokes: so this is a fic I have--once again--had on my mind for ages, and--once again, because I am nothing if not a caricature of myself--inspired by a Florence+the Machine song, All This and Heaven Too. I started writing this the other night, as I wanna use it for GaaLee bingo. It’ll be 13 chapters, as per the 13 strokes that it takes to make the character for love, ai, in Japanese. The fic is from Gaara’s PoV, and follows his journey with and his relationship to love, with lots of worldbuilding and politics because it wouldn’t be an Eeri Original without those things.

Scarification: this is another idea for bingo based around the prompt shinshoubyou, which is a fictional disease where your emotions cause physical marks on you

Fill in the [ ]: another bingo idea, based around the prompt bouaishoukoigun, the fictional disease where you forget the person you love if it’s unrequited.

The Eagle’s Augury: an idea that allows me to play around with more worldbuilding and focus on Karura. In this fic, the curse (mentioned briefly on the Naruto wikia) that has led to every single Kazekage being assassinated, is coming for Gaara, and Karura is trying to warn him from beyond the grave. At the same time, Temari and Shikamaru’s marriage is approaching, and their ceremony is being held in Suna, with all the fan fair a marriage for someone from the Kazekage line should see. Again, another fic inspired by Miss Florence+the Machine, the song is Mother

Pomegranate Sun: this is a fic that I am... so excited about. Another fic that was originally inspired by a Queen song, Under Pressure, and has of course taken on a life of its own. This fic, I am actually going to be writing with @ghoste-catte! It’s an arranged marriage trope, and I’m super pumped for it! We’ve only got a little bit started, and it has obviously not taken priority for either of us since we both have a lot of fics on our plates.

The Ballad of the Dragon and the Phoenix: this is a fic I’m really excited but is going to take a LOT of research to get off the ground. I had this idea sometime last year, I wanna say? This fic is another self-indulgent headcanon about Lee’s origins, his family, etc. This fic starts when Gaara shows up on Lee’s doorstep, asking him to accompany him to another country for reasons Lee cannot understand. Gaara has been in talks with Phoenix Kingdom, hoping to forge a new relationship only to find that the Emperor wants to use shinobi for militaristic purposes. Lee doesn’t understand what help he could possibly offer the Kazekage, but he can’t very well turn him down.

okay, i’m gonna stop there. these are the ones I have titles and documents for, and honestly that’s probably way more than you wanted to know about lol

5. What character that you’re writing do you most identify with?

Despite the fact that most of my fics end up from Gaara’s PoV, I actually identify with Lee the most!

8. Is what you like to write the same as what you like to read?

Yes! Which is hard to find, tbh, because I am a sucker for political dramas with slow burn romances, but I don’t see a lot of that in the GaaLee fandom. I’m not as into like slice of life or short stories where the characters get together quick, I’m really not into established relationship fics unless it’s a sequel, so I tend to avoid those. I like AUs but it really depends on the AU, because I ultimately prefer the canon and I love seeing the way people write the shinobi world and all its rules and cultures and things. I’m just a big fan of worldbuilding, politics, and slow slow burns. Not this 25k SLOW BURN! crap because that is NOT a slow burn. I wanna see a fic that’s 200k words in and they still haven’t even figured out they’re in love! I like stories I can really sink my teeth into, ya know?

17. Do you think readers perceive your work - or you - differently to you? What do you think would surprise your readers about your writing or your motivations?

Oh gosh. I generally don’t think too much about it except like hoping people don’t think I’m like a stuck up asshole because of how I talk about my writing, writing in general, my hcs, etc. I mean, obviously I don’t expect everyone in this fandom to like me--and there are ppl I’ve gone out of my way to be vocally against because they do nasty shit--but largely I feel like I come across as too intense, so even the general population of GaaLee fans that I do want to interact with I’m always a lil nervous that people secretly don’t like me and basically are like “oh god this bitch again” when they see me in the tags. But I just get really excited and invested in my ideas, and honestly for the longest time this fandom was SO small and there weren’t a lot of people putting out content regularly so it was like a handful of us so I think it made me more emphatic about GaaLee lol I think I always like assume people aren’t as excited about my writing as I am or that people are like “too much politic, i need more romance”.

I’m always surprised when people really love my AUs, like Kado or Find Me have had such fantastic reception, and it’s like people just eat that shit up so much. And then I look at like Alliance or Art of Love and get kind of confused because I think by comparison those are more interesting and more developed than my AUs. I put a shit ton of work into everything I write, especially anything that requires research, so it’s not to say that I do less work per say, just that I feel like TAoL and things like it are more interesting and more developed, and the relationship feels.... somehow more to me there than in an AU.

a lot of my motivation really just comes from the lack of content this fandom had for so many years, and the fact that Naruto could have been a much more interesting series and I love worldbuilding so much. I think my motivation for each fic is different though. Like Alliance was started because I wanted to write something different from what was mainly in the fandom at the time because mind you I started that in 2010. But my motivation for TAoL is more wanting to tell a beautiful story with a complex narrative that looks at the failings of the shinobi world. Whereas like any slice of life fic is really just meant to be a fun break. And sometimes I write something literally just because I wanted to fulfill that trope for the GaaLee fandom--again, a lot of my ideas have been sitting for years and years and years (TAoL was an idea I had literally right after starting Alliance, but I didn’t get to it until 2017), so a lot of ideas that are old are because at the time that trope hadn’t been fulfilled yet in the fandom though that’s changing a lot with the recent GaaLee Renaissance of the last couple years.

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definitely-gone · 5 years ago

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Vento Aureo as Babysitters

Cursed post I’m making at 10:06 pm.

You may ask, “Why are so many horrible and only one great?” Well that’s because these characters are crackheads. Now here is the chart I made

Let’s talk about this.

Warning: I alternate between kid and kids because I’m also a crackead sorry if that makes it hard to read.

Bruno

I put him as parent because??????? Obviously. Nah but he would be 10/10.

Mista:

Ok so bare with me here... Mista is already a dad to his own stand, so...? I’m telling you, I really think he’d be a good babysitter. I imagine him playing with the kid, and making sure they don’t get hurt. He’s like, the fun babysitter and he will entertain those kids.

Giorno:

It was hard to choose between ok and great, but I put him in on because I feel like he wouldn’t know what to do, like “why is this child drooling??? Why is it running? Do I chase it?” Ultimately though, he gets stuff together. He shows the kids his “magic tricks”(st a n d o) and make flowers and little animals for them.

Pesci:

His only flaw is that he can’t control the children well. He will nicely ask them if they will calm down, but if they don’t he’ll kinda just give up

Illuso:

Ok so I fell asleep during his episode Idk I guess he keeps them alive

Abbacchio:

he’s not letting this child get in ANY trouble or break ANYTHING. He’s keeping this child in line fr fr. He’s only mean tho when the kid is actively misbehaving, otherwise he’ll just look kinda grumpy. Although a majority of the time he isn’t gonna be playing with or entertaining the kid himself, he ain’t gonna ignore the thing and leave it at McDonald’s. If he plays a game with the kid and it gets to annoying, he’ll be like “okay I’m finna quit now” and no questions.

Risotto:

Technically, he’s not babysitting wrong, he’s just tall and intimidating. Them kids will cry at the sight of this man at first, but after they get used to him, they won’t mind him so much. Ya boi gets his work done. The kid is hungry? Food. Kid wants to run around? They go to the park. He’ll probably just sit out of all the fun and just make sure the kids don’t die.

Formaggio:

Fugo:

Honestly, he’s a great babysitter 99% of the time, but if he gets mad, he’s gonna go off. I don’t think he’d hit them, but he’d probably just yell at them and get them scared of him.

Ghiacco:

Do not leave your child with him, please don’t. If he’s not screaming at them he’s gonna be complaining. He will make the kid cry, and then proceed to get frustrated because he doesn’t know why they are crying. He also probably locked them in a room once.

Melone:

Melone is different than the other bad babysitters. He’s just irresponsible as fuck. Melone will play games with the kid and be a good sport but oh my god why is this 7 year old holding a knife. Nah, these kids could be running on the edge of a cliff and Melone is right behind them. The kids will absolutely fucking love him

Prosciutto:

These children annoy him so so so much. He talks to them like they’re adults and gets angry when they don’t listen or don’t understand. Ham man absolutely loathes when they touch him. “Excuse me child, don’t touch me. My skin is Gucci” He won’t yell at the kids like Fugo or Ghiacco, but he might just take all the children’s toys and deprive them of all activities and watch them cry.

Cioccolatta:

As soon as the parents leave, this dudes gonna be like “your parents are never coming back they told me you’re the ugliest and stupidest beings on the planet lmao let’s watch some tv” then he proceeds to turn on the scariest and bloodiest horror movie ever. He also tells them that the purge is real and it’s happening right then and that someone’s coming to kill them.

Diavolo:

He tries... he tries... If you’ve seen the video A Day At The Park by Brandon Rogers, yeah he’s like that but probably less chaotic. He lost the child in walmart and had to use the intercom thing to find them. He’s also just perplexed on why children act so different and why they are so needy. Like “why do I need to take of your sandwich crusts when you can do it yourself?” “Why do I need to remind you to wash your hands?”

Best boy aka Narancia:

He also lost them at Walmart, but instead of using the intercom, he used his stando like a boss to find them. Tbh he’d probably go in mediocre, because I think he’s good at everything else. Narancia is like a kid himself so he can find a way to have fun with them.

Secco:

https://youtu.be/ZT5-4CbxGns

youtube

Doppio:

Actually, I think doppio is the 2nd best babysitter under bruno. He’s just soft and I feel like he can get along pretty well with kids as well as discipline them In a non-completelyhorrifying way.

Its 11:54 pm now I’m done

I added tags it’s 11:58 now haha...

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cobalt-penguin · 5 years ago

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y’know what i’m still feeling annoyed and petty, plus i’m stuck inside and it’s storming out so why not type out a checklist of what everyone in TOW did to me.

since i am mean and manipulative, petty and pathetic, and so much more? why not bring up some old beef and give ya’ll something to eat.

Gansey: tried repeatedly to instigate drama -- if not actively break up -- my OC ships by encouraging -- through IC shenanigans -- cheating and lying. One of these happened while I was on vacation with my family and i still remember crying about it in a hotel bathroom because i thought one of my few ships in the RP was over and I hadn’t even been asked about it. This also included trying to get his OC Tomas to make IC/OOC (hey you can feign innocence when it’s in that dubiously OOC space, until its receptive in which case you can say it was IC the whole time!) at one of my ship partner’s OCs. Made repeated fat jokes at one of my fat characters (the same one they were clearly trying to get away from their partner...hmm...). Claimed I was always running to vague on my personal. Fair enough, I did, but they did the same thing. In poem form. Never answered my message about leaving the RP group because they felt ‘disrespected” by it. Repeatedly including untagged dubcon/noncon elements on the dashboard and triggering me. Lying to Ivy and me about having a full Overwatch party then trying to say “oh it just emptied you can join now”. hid this “FAR” idea from the rest of the RP community and then played coy when they got found out and asked about it by another anon (not me). Made fun of other RP groups in Tumblr tags then, when I asked them and their friends not to, was told “we’re a step above them.” Saying I was excluding them from things when I asked to play OW with them AND invited them to my horror RP group AND, only months beforehand, were inviting them to my Marvel RP??Trying to emotionally manipulate me through threatening to kill characters they had obviously grown tired of playing (probably because their major connections were to me and not their other friends) -- “haha i’m probably going to kill (my oc) idk but doesn’t that make you upset?? what will (your character) even do??” Engaging in nasty “”IC”” interactions with my character, basically telling me, through them, off, and being supported by the entire community in doing so. All of this really hurt me because I considered Gansey a friend and a major inspiration at one point in my life. Someone I non-jokingly looked up to and trusted. I feel like Gansey left TAR, our first RP group, because of how controlling, self-interested, petty, and mean-spirited the admins there were. That they were limiting other people’s creativity while building up their own narrative -- everyone else just there to be their audience. But you and Roman literally became Usa and Jen. Congrats. You lived long enough to become everything you’d rebelled against. And yes Gansey -- I saw all of your messages to everyone. Emotionally manipulating others -- telling them how terrible you are you don’t deserve their friendship, but would like to -- isn’t an apology. Its a tactic. Do better in the future. And despite me “blocking” you? There were a hundred ways to still reach out to me if that was what you really wanted. But let’s be real. It wasn’t. That was part of your gambit to. Goodbye.

Rosie: asked literally EVERYONE about what had happened with the ““TOW explosion”” except me. never even asked my side of the story. Rosie I don’t even get because the other admins treated her like shit -- making her do all the coding and technical components for the entire RP -- but she was still defending them to the end. Okay. And then to treat Shelly like utter SHIT even though Reyne was running her passive-aggressive mouth off about people who couldn't even defend themselves? Amazing. Yeah, she’s the bully. Your perspective was so twitested by your biases that you were ready to victim blame Shelly just because Reyne had to run at the sight of someone actually throwing their bulltshit back at them.

Reyne: Like Gansey, frequently indulged in cheating/cucking scnearios for fun -- again, including my own characters without asking or telling me. Don’t think Reyne ever apologized for this, IC or OOC. Dropped ships with me repeatedly -- leaving the group even -- without a word. Passive-aggressive to the max. Made a ship with Gansey just to play out her Teen Wolf OTP -- something that will never not be funny to me, when she called Gansey’s “character” Stiles. Smooth.

Frankii: Repeatedly dropped me and my characters from plots. Gave me one of the most hurtful comments of my RP community by essentially being like “maybe if your plots and characters weren’t so confusing than more people would want to RP with you.” Invited to join my horror RP group and never made a character. also told me this after Gansey wrote that enormous callout about me, that Roman piggybacked on while the getting was good: “also I'm not here to advocate on behalf of my friend but I really don't think Gansey was trying to be rude last night, they can come off a certain way when they're stressed.” COOL. The rest of Frankii’s message I really appreciated, at the time, but, surprise surprise, then despite us being “cool” they never spoke to me again.

Laura: I actually really liked Laura tbh but I guess she didn’t feel the same. Some of our interactions back in TAR were actually some of my favorites. I invited her to join my horror RP group and she never made a character. When I asked about this -- and if she needed any help making someone or wanted to leave -- she said she was working on it. Basically stonewalled me over time. Honestly though? Not a lot to say I actually think Laura is a good writer and pretty cool. Its just obvious who her friends were and I, stupidly, thought I was included in that.

Anna: Actually I really liked Anna too tbh but I guess I vastly overestimated our friendship? It happens. Dropped me from one of her plots -- after talking to me about including me in one of hers because she felt “obligated” basically, from being featured in my own -- without mentioning why or talking to me about it. Invited to join new RP -- refused (not mad about this, just making note of it). Refused to follow my new account when I lost my old one because “lol they’re such a furry”.

Roman: lmao where to even start. Roman was condescending and elitist literally from the beginning of TAR. barely acknowledged my existence until he had to.I started a plot with an open invitation to the entire RP group, with a deadline so I could start writing. Roman waits until its over and complains that they were left out. I include him anyway. Roman mocks the fact that I ask to tag or outright remove aphrodisiac dust -- because I don’t like seeing untagged dubcon/noncon on my dashboard, it upsets me a lot -- and then goes on a whole thread about it after I go to bed and can’t even defend myself. Apparently told his friends not to invite me to things because he doesn’t like me??? And then he has the nerve to be like communication is key and you can come talk anytime??? While having me on their public “friends” list with a description about me on his blog??? omfg...I literally can’t. To this day. Actually let this image speak for itself.

Everything Else: The repeated, childish treatment of strippers as immoral (””your character is stripping?? my character is so upset and is going to protect them!!”). The implication that characters who were stripping were also automatically sex workers. The continued references to my character, who owned this establishment, as being sleazy and manipulative. Also, honestly, what was with ya’ll adopting some random teenager into your OW groups? That was weird af. And then bringing some random person into TOW without asking anyone and trying to pull rank like “we’re the admin team and we can do whatever we want”. and shit-talking Meg and me in your “open forum” when all we wanted to do was get on with out lives. Like? Who cares? Ya’ll didn’t want me, at least, there anyway, clearly. You don’t get to exclude me then talk about how disrespectful and “wrong” the way I left was..........

Me: I didn’t do everything perfectly either. I know I could be passive-aggressive. I could be self-interested. I could make bitter comments. I dealt with feeling angry and upset by making memes -- which, I’m gonna be honest, I get why ya’ll were upset but I don’t regret either. I had spent so long in TAR/TOW with nobody interested in my characters and plots -- originally because I didn’t vid and played furries but, later, well.........see above -- that I did focus on my own narrative. I wasn’t invited to plots. I didn’t have sexy vampires and boy band werewolves. I played weird characters that didn’t fit the common niche of the cast of an angst and hookup filled supernatural YA novel. Maybe my plots were confusing but, honestly? It was because they were always going to be in the background. I wasn’t disinterested in anyone’s stories. I had just been left out of them for so long -- having to beg to even be a mention in a single mention -- that I had to make my own. I wasn’t there to just be an audience member to be aghast by Roman’s newest quirky boy or Gansey’s newest possessed twink. I was a writer. A member of the community. And, at the time? I thought a friend. Someone who deserved appreciation and respect.

I know who my true friends are now. We did, ironically, exactly what you did -- we have out own group, our own setting, our own community.

And I still live with the mean and manipulative things YALL said everyday. Even as an adult -- even with everything I’ve accomplished and am so proud of -- I’m still traumatized by being treated so poorly -- for years -- and not even realizing it. Something I’m still working on -- one of the many reasons I still have trust issues to this day. Congrats. That’s your legacy on me. aNYWAY

byeeeeeee

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sparkmender · 5 years ago

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE: MUN & MUSE

Fill out & Repost ♥ This meme definitely favors Canons more, but I hope OC's still can make it somehow work with their own lore and Lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multimuses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

Tagged by: @ifthearmorfits -- thank you opo!!

MY MUSE IS. canon / oc / au (...in-canon au, because transformers) / canon-divergent / fandomless

(I will be getting into spoiler territory with this, but given that you all are following this blog, you’ve probably stuck around long enough to already see what’s up haha.)

is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO.

is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? WELL… / NO / IDK. (evidently a lot of people have it bad for the nerd but I don’t do NSFW on tumblr, so lol)

is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

are they underrated? YES / NO.

were they relevant to the main story? YES / NO.

were they relevant to the main character? YES / NO.

are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

how’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. (Given Rung’s quantum forgotten status WHO KNOWS)

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?

Putting it bluntly: Functionist alt. dimension Rung has a whole lot of plot holes. Swiss cheese boy. I’ve made liberal changes here and there so that he can play with a majority of muses in the MTMTE/LL community, but I’ve also taken a lot of free reign giving Rung’s general lack of backstory in-between spoiler/plot beats :P

SELL YOUR MUSE! (aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.)

Rung is a very rare type of character, being an ostensibly ‘masculine’ character (in regards of a human binary lens) who prides himself on empathy, understanding, and caring for others’ physical and mental wellbeing in ways that often linger in more ‘feminine’ realms (again, in approx. to the human binary); it interests me to be able to explore such concepts in a territory where, considering lore and implied history, there’s no societal concept of (human ideal culturally-imposed) gender. He’s a creator ‘deity’, he literally produces souls, but nothing about his design is meant to emphasize a human sense of reproduction/fertility/etc. Most people would never look at him and conclude who and what he is. There’s also the fact that he’s been methodically documented, experimented on, taken apart, and then tortured for approx. 2 million years and yet he refused to let that break him. Rung is unflinchingly kind, willing to reach a hand out to anyone who needs a shoulder to lean on even when he has nothing of his own to offer. Hell, he studied medicine and philosophy so he could build the foundations for the Cybertronian method of behavioral psychology because even without memories of being Primus, Rung wants to take care of his creations. ...And then you add in how absolutely adorable it is to watch this old man dodder about with his puzzles and models and big googly glasses and I love him so much okay--

NOW THE OPPOSITE! (list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?)

To be honest, Rung can be kind of a Mary Sue/over powered character in some people’s eyes. Like, what, this random character who’s new to the franchise and made specifically by the author is actually Transformers God who suffered amnesia? And is friendly and polite to everyone but also has a streak of keeping a grudge and survives literal untold horrors because his body can just heal itself?? And he spits out crystals that make up sparks??? OH AND HE’S MILLIONS OF YEARS OLD AND DID I MENTION HE’S GOD SOMEHOW AND THEN HE STRAIGHT UP JUST DIES TWICE IN CANON, WOW

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?

H,,,, Him round,,,,,,,, No really I just loved his design that much. Him round. Also both my mom and my granddad are shrinks so I have, like, a basic grasp on psych stuff after reading through their textbooks and watching my granddad’s old research films and study tapes, so it was familiar territory I settled on writing Functionist!Rung in specific because I sympathize with having weird + painful medical shit inflicted on you all the time and because the idea of someone so genuine and careful being the core of a revolutionary movement is really,,, makes my heart squeeze.

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION GOING?

hell if I know I’m just kinda here forever lmao

SOME MORE PERSONAL QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO. needs more weird eldritch tech woogies but I’m terrified of alienating people

do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO. (mostly as they get yoinked by the fandom at large and then my notifications break my phone)

do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO.

do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES (to an extent because I write a lot of different muses and I’m constantly making/doing/playing something to keep my hands busy, so it’s inevitable) / NO.

are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO.

are you confident in your writing? YES / NO.

are you a sensitive person? YES / NO.

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?

Criticism is the best way to grow as a creator, tbh, but I will say I think the biggest complaint is just how goddamn slow + forgetful I am hahaha,,

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?

Sure! I have a tags specifically for weird Cybertronian biology quirks and for Rung just rambling about things, and it’s fun to get to reveal bits and pieces of the backstory I’ve created for him.

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?

........I mean lmao you can tell me why you disagree but at the end of the day this is my personal portrayal of a specific version of a character who only shows up for like three issues of a 70+ issue long comic series.

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES WITH YOUR PORTRAYAL, HOW WOULD YOU TAKE IT?

There are several other fantastic Rung writers out there each with their own interpretations and understandings of the character, so like. Godspeed. Go, find the god your heart desires, and whatnot.

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?

Do you hate my portrayal of Rung, or just Rung in general?? I know a few people who just straight up dislike any version of Rung at all, so there’s that.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PEOPLE POINTING OUT YOUR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?

English hard, hebrew and yiddish and spanish and romanian and german only. More seriously I was raised in an extremely weird house where English was the primary language but I was being taught by older people who never remembered which language they were using at the time. My first word was Mickey Mouse. I don’t know what’s happening. I went to art college. Please be gentle with me, sir.

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?

Oh most likely. There’s only like... one or two things I will go out of my way to discourage or avoid + I’m generally just kinda here to make other people happy haha

#ooc|moon above

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tagged by @addictsitter

Favorite movie: Newsies, Boondock Saints, and The Swan Princess Movie that makes you remember your childhood: I know I just used it for an answer but Swan Princess again; my best friends in middle school and I watched it all the fucking time, it was Our Movie Favorite Tom Hanks movie: The Terminal, I guess Favorite Disney movie: going by just the animated classics, then The Black Cauldron and The Emperor’s New Groove Movie that makes you cry: it’s really, REALLY rare for a movie to make me cry but I s2g Ink makes me bawl like a baby every single time Favorite 80’s movie: The Princess Bride and The Goonies are the first ones that come to mind; I know I have more but I’m too lazy to think of any others Favorite comedy: probably Clue Favorite sports movie: Space Jam (shh it counts). also Major League. Favorite courtroom movie: uhhh I don’t really have one? Favorite horror movie: oh god that’s a long list. first few that come to mind are the Friday the 13th movies (except Jason Goes to Hell, we don’t talk about that one), Saw, Final Destination, and Scream Most overrated movie: yeah I don’t think I could pick just one, there are a LOT...most of Tarantino’s movies are on that list though... Favorite gangster movie: White Heat Favorite war movie: I have been obsessed with the 1993 Gettysburg movie since I was like six years old. seriously. we had it on VHS so we could only watch it on special occasions bc my dad didn’t want the tape to wear out, and I used to sneak-watch it while he was at work. Movie you can watch over and over again: waaaay too many to list here tbh Movie with the best soundtrack: The Descendants movies x) also Sucker Punch Favorite Christmas movie: Arthur’s Perfect Christmas xD Movie you’re embarrassed that you love: not sure, I stopped feeling shame about my movie preferences a long time ago... Favorite sequel: ignoring franchises like LOTR, then Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day, Descendants 2 and 3, and of course Lion King II Favorite period drama: Pride and Prejudice Favorite movie quote: way too many to list here but the first one that comes to mind is, “Pardon me while I have a strange interlude,” from Animal Crackers; I use it whenever I can, it’s even my discord status

tagging @racetrackshiggins @horaetio @silverfoxbobbyfish and anyone else who wants to steal

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thevoilinauttheory · 5 years ago

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Never-Ending Survey | Maximiloix

Tagged by @elegie-de-sang! Thank you so much, and thank you for your patience! It’s been a while since I got this orz

Tagging: uhh... anyone who has wanted to do this and hasn’t! Please! Do! It! And tag me! I want to see all of your lovely characters!

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Maximiloix Soleil Voilinaut

NICKNAME: (Hates all of his nicknames) Max [by most], Maxie [by Caromont].

AGE: 109

BIRTHDAY: 28th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

ETHNIC GROUP: Elezen

NATIONALITY: Ishgardian

LANGUAGE/S: Common, Old Ishgardian, Old Sharlayan, Dragonspeak (to a degree, his pronunciation is horrible), Sign Language; in the process of teaching himself Far Eastern languages and dialects; is familiar with Ilsabardian words and terms, unable to speak the language fluently.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Pansexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Panromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: It’s complicated. Legally, he’s single.

HOME TOWN / AREA: Ishgard, Coerthas

CURRENT HOME: Mist, Limsa Lominsa

PROFESSION: Teacher, Aetherologist, Historian

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Unnaturally white with hints of brown. Base of neck length, kind of wavy. Very well groomed and taken care of.

EYES: One is a whitish-silver, the other is a light teal. Almond shaped, with constant bags under them.

FACE: Squared, angular jaw. High cheekbones.

LIPS: Kinda average for his face shape and size, always wears lipstick.

COMPLEXION: Tanned from outdoor work, usually on the paler side.

BLEMISHES: Aside from the bags under his eyes, he has very few visible blemishes.

SCARS: A lot. Mostly covering his chest and back. The most noticeable ones are the thin scar along his cheek, and a nasty deformation on his right arm.

TATTOOS: Geometrical patterns are tattooed around his entire body, everywhere except his face, to help him cast magic easier and more efficiently.

HEIGHT: 7′4′‘

WEIGHT: ~200lbs.

BUILD: Lanky and frail looking. He has muscle due to his time as a logger and Templar, but he is lacking in physical strength with his old age.

FEATURES: Long and well kept fingernails, well-groomed. All other prominent features have already been stated.

ALLERGIES: Deathly allergic to mushrooms.

USUAL HAIR STYLE: Well washed and maintained, looks very soft. It is usually kept loose. On rare occasions, it will be tied back to keep it from getting in his face while he works.

USUAL FACE LOOK : Annoyed, irritated, and angry.

USUAL CLOTHING: Does not have much of a closet - or he does, and he prefers to wear the same thing everyday. Garishly long white robes, tight black pants, black high-heeled boots, and a black eyepatch.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR/S: Drowning, being buried alive, being alone, being forgotten, losing his friends and family, powerlessness.

ASPIRATION/S: To correct his many mistakes, and hopefully become on good terms with his family. Or at least speaking terms.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Protective, inquisitive, friend to the poor man. He *does* know how to have fun, I swear.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Almost constantly annoyed or irritated at something; power-hungry; selfish; will not hesitate to throw anyone under him when it comes to gaining new power and knowledge.

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric / Melancholic

SOUL TYPE/S: 16% Educator / 15% Thinker / 12% Leader

ANIMAL/S: Falcon.

VICE HABIT/S: Alcoholism, Self-Martyrdom

FAITH: Halone, apparently.

GHOSTS?: Believes in them to a degree.

AFTERLIFE?: Kind of?

REINCARNATION?: A more plausible and sensible option after death.

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: Absolutely loathes people of noble birth, unless proven themselves to *not* be assholes. Stays on the side of the poor man, and will fight for their rights.

EDUCATION LEVEL: While he doesn’t know everything, he does know a lot for someone who’s education level is “I learned how to read”. There were no schools for him to attend as a child, so he learned through experience, traveling, and reading.

FAMILY.

FATHER : Adelnard Voilinaut

MOTHER : Genevieve Voilinaut

SIBLINGS : He is the eldest of 9 - here’s a list.

EXTENDED FAMILY: He has a lot of children and extended family members, and here’s a list as well!

NAME MEANING/S: Based off the Common, Eorzean, name, Maximillion - which means “Greatest Rival”. (Also I just used the random name generator and went “what a cool ass name” until I learned how to pronounce it.)

HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: None, in-game.

FAVORITES.

BOOK: Will never admit it, but thoroughly enjoys raunchy romance novels. Good luck finding his collection.

DEITY: Halone.

HOLIDAY: The Starlight Celebration. It gives him a reason to (begrudgingly - to keep up appearances) give gifts to people.

MONTH: Likely the 6th Umbral Moon (December)- not only the month of his favorite holiday and season; but it was the month he met Caromont as well.

SEASON: Winter.

PLACE: Says Ishgard, but really wherever his family and friends are.

WEATHER: Loves snow, maybe not blizzards, but definitely show showers.

SOUND / S: Silence, tea kettle boiling, pages of books flipping.

SCENT / S: Coerthan cedar; Dravanian Lilies; Furymint.

TASTE / S: Furymint, black tea - lots of salt.

FEEL / S: Wool and mink. Sanded down and polished wood; cold stone.

ANIMAL / S: Likes animals, will not own any. Falcons are his favorite.

NUMBER: 3,582. Specific, but there’s a reason behind it.

COLORS: White, blue, gold.

EXTRA.

TALENTS: Magic and all things magical in nature; the ability to learn new things quickly.

BAD AT: Focusing on anything that is not studying or interesting to him; cooking; can’t swim; bad at dealing with people - even worse if the person is upset.

TURN ONS: Major turn ons include having his hair pulled on, and being embarrassed in public or in front of others. He is attracted to intelligence and someone he can lean on; being attractive is a plus.

TURN OFFS: Needy, or greedy for his attention. Displays low intelligence in situations that do not call for it. Sexually, does not like preforming oral - does not like mouth stuff, whatsoever.

HOBBIES: Reading, teaching, studying new things, traveling/adventuring.

TROPES: Jerk with a Heart of Gold; Big Ego, Hidden Depths; Villain with Good Publicity

QUOTES:

“He is not yours to burn - get out, GET OUT!”

“I have not felt such exhilaration in years…”

“I am not stupid, I am mad. You were a fool to trust me in the first place.”

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : If you could write your character your way in their own movie, what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?

A1 : It would probably be one of those villain origin stories, either of his life growing up; or it would be him slowly going mad - like my Memories!AU. It would be very dark, definitely an R movie, maybe even something horror-esque. As for titles? /shrug I’m no good with those.

Q2 : What would their soundtrack/score sound like?

A2 : Definitely piano, organ, and harpsichord based. Maybe a little violin and cello. Something soft and somewhat haunting.

Q3 : Why did you start writing this character?

A3 : Ha... ha... I don’t want to admit that it gave me a reason to be mean to people lmao. I’m generally a super nice person, a people pleaser, and a rug that everyone walks over. Max’s character was supposed to reflect a couple of things - if I handled my guilt worse than I have irl, and if he were the sarcastic, rude, bastard I have no heart to be.

Q4 : What first attracted you to this character?

A4 : ^^ The above. Max was originally supposed to be young, naive, clumsy, and an anxiety ridden mess; and for the love of god, do not get me started on his original design. He became the opposite of those things, and Lothaire took up the mantle of his original personality.

Q5 : Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.

A5 : Max is an absolute fucking asshat that can’t let things be. Let dead things be dead, kind of thing. Can’t move on. He will definitely step on his friends and family if it meant gaining more power.

Q6 : What do you have in common with your muse?

A6 : The guilt of believing that we are the cause of the death to a loved one. I’m pretty sure I handled it better. We also have a lot of internalized rage.

Q7 : How does your muse feel about you?

A7 : lmao, he probably hates me. I *am* the source of all of his angst and anger, tbh. His life has been a mess and it is literally all my fault.

Q8 : What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ?

A8 : Caromont, Shango, and Amarice - definitely. All three are people who push his ability to be a better person.

Q9 : What gives you inspiration to write your muse ?

A9 : Max is one of those characters that everyday is inspiration for him - it’s just finding the motivation to write. He’s not necessarily my longest running XIV character, but he is certainly one of my favorites to RP.

Q10 : How long did this take you to complete ?

A10 : A while - I lost motivation, forgot it was in my drafts, then got it done during my entire shift at work lmao.

A big ol’ shoutout to @shangomango and @amarice-sovald for their characters and helping shape Max into what he is today.

#tagged answers #about: Maximiloix Voilinaut #the cold truth: tagged

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