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MLQC Anime OP

HELLO CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING

[otonymous]

A Bolt From The Blue (MLQC Shaw - NSFW) - Part I: A Matter Of Convenience

Description: An extraordinary man arrives to shake up your ordinary life Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language & mature themes — reader discretion is advised.  Potential trigger warnings: robberies and mentions of firearms, physical violence, mild depictions of bodily injury, blood and masturbation, profanity Word Count: 1650 words (~8 mins of action, drama and the start of a slow burn 🔥)  Author’s Notes: This multi-chapter fic is dedicated to the lovely @op-peccatori​​​, one of the winners of my Follower Milestone Celebration!  Thank you so much, Nana, for requesting a mafia AU story starring everyone’s favourite lavender-haired man 😆 This is actually my first time writing an AU fic, and the experience thus far has been incredibly eye-opening and lots of fun!

For this piece, I wanted to localize the AU to better fit the world of MLQC, so instead of using a traditional mafia setting, the events take place in the milieu of the triads and “black societies” that are more likely to be found in corresponding parts of the world.  For those who are interested, Wikipedia has an incredibly comprehensive article on triads and organized crime.

This piece turned out to be much longer than I anticipated and is still ongoing as of the time of this post!  That being said, I hope you’ll join me on this wild ride 😂 As always, wishing you all a very happy read 😊

Jump to Chapter(s): Two | Three | Four

“Put the money in the bag and no one gets hurt.”

A black duffel bag is thrust onto the counter before you, panels wide open like a gaping maw.  You look up at the man in the bomber jacket and the only things you can process are:

One: his nostrils are flaring.

Two: why bother trying to be nondescript by dressing in all black if you’re going to leave your face uncovered during a robbery?

“I ain’t playin’ around, little girl.  Put the goddamn money in the bag right now or else I’ll shoot—”

WHACK!

The man’s eyes widen in the split second before his face crumples, teeth yellowed and uneven protruding in an ugly grimace.  His hand flies to his head, trying to stem the blood already streaking down his face when he collapses onto the counter, taking out a display of collectible miniature keychains next to the register as he does.  They scatter, some rolling across the floor before being stopped by a pair of purple Chuck Taylors tapping out an impatient rhythm on the linoleum.

You look up from those sneakers in a daze, eyes following the silhouette of a pair of jeans so worn in places you doubted the rips and tears were purely for aesthetic purposes.  And if you’d had to guess, you’d say that purple was your saviour’s favourite colour, given the lavender hair that fell over his eyes the moment he pulled back the hood of his sweatshirt, also in a shade of violet.  His other hand — clad in a fingerless leather glove — gripped the skateboard that had just connected with the head of the would-be robber, still groaning before you.

Pop!

You startle at the sound, heart slowing only when you see the pink bubble deflating between the young man’s lips before the gum is pulled back by the tip of his tongue.  And from where you stood — glued to the spot behind the counter — you swear you can detect the hint of cinnamon.  

He crouches, picking up the gun that had slid out of the thief’s hand when he was unceremoniously hit from behind, and when he chuckles — the sound dangerous and cocksure — it ignites something deep within you.

“Tsk, tsk.  Can’t very well go around robbing people with toys guns, now can you?  Especially not on my turf.  Piece of advice: don’t mess with Boss Li’s territory or else I’ll be doing more than just breaking your head the next time around.  Don’t let me catch you here again.”  

Letting out a pathetic whimper, the robber snatches the empty bag from the counter, running for the doors in such haste he almost trips over his own feet.  The electronic refrains of the door chime still ring in your ears when you realize the man has already made his way to the beverage dispenser, one long finger pressing the Pepsi button before switching to Coke, both drinks mixing in the same paper cup.

Smoothly stepping over the mess on the floor, he places the drink on the counter right next to a smear of blood.  Mind still reeling, your customer service instincts take over.

“H-hello.  Just this?”  

He nods, popping a purple straw through the plastic lid before fixing you with his amber eyes as he pays, a hint of a smirk on his face.  And that is when it hits you that he is actually…actually…

…incredibly gorgeous.

An intense wave of heat washes over your face and you can’t help but look down.  By the time you’ve worked up the courage to lift your head again, he is already at the door, merging with the dark night beyond.  He throws up one hand in goodbye, not even bothering to look back when he says, “Relax.  That guy won’t be bothering you again.”

You hear his skateboard hit the pavement, listen to it rolling away.  Only when the sound completely fades do you remember to breathe.

There was a certain tranquility in working late-night shifts at the 24-hour convenience store — aisles empty save for the occasional customer breaking the monotony: high-strung lovers grabbing last-minute condoms and overworked salarymen buying the beer and discounted meals they subsisted on.

And though your coworkers complained bitterly about the graveyard shift, they were more than happy to pass them on to you, making up every excuse as to why they were unable to show up during those times.  It was unnecessary, really.  You didn’t mind it, even preferred the solitary calm it afforded.

Until now.

Your peace has been shattered, replaced by something that made your hands ball into nervous fists — fingers gripping at the hem of your polyester uniform and wondering for the first time ever whether blue stripes made you look ridiculous.

Because for the first time in a very long while, there was something, someone, to look forward to.

Night after night, it’s the same.  Repeated glances at the clock above the magazine rack, your breath growing shallow to see it approach 1:30.  Heart leaping into your throat to hear the automatic doors slide open followed by the scuff of purple sneakers, tracing a path through the store.

Since the night of that foiled robbery attempt a month ago, he has visited like clockwork and you still haven’t figured out how to remain calm.  So you find contentment from behind the safety of the counter, watching the man with lavender hair — soft, even when lit beneath a harsh fluorescent glare as he stands at the drink dispenser, always filling a cup with Pepsi first, then Coke.

Only ever buying the same thing every time.

This strange ritual lasts all of ten minutes, fifteen at most.  And it takes just as long after he leaves for the hairs of your body to cease standing on end, as if electrified by the intensity of his eyes on yours.  

That gaze of molten gold stays with you even when you return home in the early morning hours, pulling blackout curtains across your window before falling into bed to pretend your hands were his: tracing the outline of your lips, caressing the swell of your breasts, dipping between your legs.

And when your breath falters in a quick succession of shudders, you wonder at your own sanity.  Because in spite of your suspicions about the guy with the purple hair, the warning signs that pointed to his obvious involvement with the triads that extorted money from local businesses as ‘protection fees,’ you still couldn’t help but think about the man who visited you every night without fail.

“You’re hurt—”

“I-I’m fine.  Just…just ring this up, will ya?  I’m…in a rush…”

One arm crossed over his abdomen, he places the cup onto the counter as if it took all the concentration in the world — his efforts squandered anyways when his hand spasms at the last minute to send dark liquid sloshing over the lip.  He hadn’t even bothered to put a lid on.

“…Emergency responders have just arrived on scene and are dealing with scores of injuries.  Eyewitnesses describe what appears to have been a violent clash between rival gangs in a longstanding feud over contested territory.  The police are seeking help from the public in locating several key suspects believed to have fled the scene.  Please do not approach them under any circumstances as they are considered armed and dangerous…”

The news anchor’s face on the wall-mounted television is replaced by another: that of a youthful man with lavender hair and multiple piercings on his ears — challenge exuding from amber eyes.  You scramble for the remote on the shelf behind you, mashing the power button until the screen goes black.  And in the eerie silence that descends upon the store, all you can focus on is the laboured breathing of the man slouched before you.

Skin pale, beads of sweat dot a face drained of colour save for the crimson protrusion above his left eye — soon set to transform, ironically, into his favourite shade of purple.  He tries to suppress a cough but it is too late: you’ve already caught sight of the blood spreading out from beneath the palm pressed to his stomach.

“It’s on me tonight.”

The words leave your lips without second thought as you make for the storefront, flipping the light switch even as you reach to turn the lock on the automatic doors.

“No, don’t…don’t get yourself involved…”

Ignoring his protests, you gingerly place his arm over your shoulder, doing your best to support his weight as you make an awkward attempt to hobble together towards the back of the store.

Suddenly, the darkened interior is lit by flashes of red and blue and you are pulled in the direction of the nearest pillar, a strong arm flexed as it tenses around your waist, holding you to him in an intimate embrace.

He is close…so close that your senses are flooded with him: the heartbeat thunderous in your ear, leather and sweat tickling your nostrils; the scent of blood thick enough you can almost taste it on your tongue.  The hand on your hip — grip firm in a way it almost seemed possessive, and you are ashamed to find that you can become aroused even in a situation like this.

When you finally gather the courage to look up at his face — seeking a sign in the tension dissolving from the firm set of his jaw that the police cruiser had passed — you are shocked to see his pale lips stretched into a smirk instead.

“You know...I’ve been coming here every day…for weeks now…and this is the most you’ve ever said to me.”

He is still smiling when he passes out.

Thanks so much for reading!  Hope you all enjoyed it and please stay tuned for part 2!  Check out more of my work here! 📚

(Updated): Jump to Chapter(s): Two | Three | Four

[autumn-ginkgo-leaves]

MC: You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re nice.

Victor: What am I when I’m not nice?

MC, under her breath: Hot as fuck.

[mitiyou]

Psst if anyone has some visual novel and or games like Wayhaven Chronicles recommendations I would appreciate them since I am currently very starved for any kind of content lol

[voltagesmutter]

I mean Victor*

Re-watching Harry Potter and just. Mood.

[cyberpunkboytoy]

Fear the deer

[aria-chicken-flugget]

Incorrect Quotes...

(To sleeping MC in darkest hour chapters)

Gavin: If anything happened to you, MC, I would never forgive myself.

insp. 

[smolsalty]

Hello, hi, I just started MLQC and I’d die for Kiro (And Gavin)

[doridoripawaa]

"Victor takes off his shirt and drapes it over you. 'Hang on, I'll get you a new one.'" I love this summer event!

[frozcnhearts]

- What are your top three favorite animals? What would you say your "Patronus" or "Spirit Animal" is? - kiro

Interview the muse - @diverse-hearts​​

There was a long, thoughtful silence coming frm the young man. Soon afterwards however, a smile crossed his lips, followed by a slight, but silly laughter, “ I only have spirit food, which would be chips. Can’t have flying chips as patronus though, can I? “, though, the thought amused the superstar, “ So it would be a teddy bear. “

[hakutaichou]

[JP] Love and Producer: Animage (2020 August Issue)

This translation is from “Animage Magazine” which released on July 10, 2020.

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Description from Koi to Producer’s Official Twitter: Director, Munehisa Sakai talked about his commitment to the works, OP / ED animation, etc.!

- Unexpected Encounter -

- With a sense of trendy drama, and sense of suspense -

Director: Munehisa Sakai

Interviewer: What did you think when you were first offered this work?

Sakai: First of all, since the original game works production is the first time for us, I had the feeling that we might be able to take on new challenges. It's the same with the approach to the work and the troupe of the production, and I felt a sense of expectation in many ways.

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Interviewer: What things that attracted you when you playing the original game?

Sakai: A trendy drama where a woman who are working hard in society, fatefully meet and interact with the men. And, a sense of suspense that includes sci-fi like elements that contradict with it. I was attracted to the unique view of the world where they are intertwined. I try to make the environment surrounding the main characters a little swanky, and draw sci-fi like movements in a cool way. I also cherish that area when I put it in the animation.

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Interviewer: What kind of ingenuity did you make in terms of drawing?

Sakai: The male characters are quite slender and tall, so I thought it would be difficult to put it together when thinking about moving them, but Jinshichi Yamaguchi-san (Anime Character Designer) representation the charm of the characters very well. If I don't pay attention to the head and body of the characters around it, the balance will get worse, so I became careful about that as well.

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Interviewer: As directed by Director Sakai? What is the appeal of Yamaguchi-san's art style?

Sakai: Yamaguchi-san's art style have a delicate yet solid presence, which gives me a sense of security. It's also wonderful that he can make it well together while being aware of the whole world view.

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Interviewer: What will OP / ED animation be?

Sakai: The OP song is a song from the male side. I think that the feelings of the male characters can be directly conveyed with the image of passionately thinking about the MC. In the animation, she expresses it with a beautiful feeling, so please look forward to it.

On the contrary, ED song is from MC side. It feels like she is trying to move forward, but she don't have any courage. With the hope that I could express the image of MC, and when I hit the song, I can deliver a "winter image" from it. As a result, I think the song became very attractive.

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Interviewer: The ending of the story is anime original, and it seems that there is also a pretty flashy show.

Sakai: One of the keywords in the original game is「絆」 (Bonds). Through the series, the point is, what kind of relationship will be build, and how they share the same purpose. What kind of behavior each person's feelings for the other will lead to. Please pay attention to it.

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Note: In MLQC, the card system called “Karma”. Meanwhile in Koipro, it called 「絆カード」, means “Bonds’ Card”. Literally, the word “Bonds” is strongly attached to the game system and become one of main keywords. (example: that 「絆カード」  (Bonds' Card) and 「私の絆」  (My Bonds))

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Interviewer: At last, do you have a message for fans who are looking forward to the premiere of the anime?

Sakai: If you've been playing the game, I hope you'll be looking forward to seeing how the characters stand around and sprinkle their charm on the other side of the new screen. Even if you are new to this work, things that you cannot imagine will happen one after another, so I hope you will be captivated by this unique view of the world. Thank you.

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From 境 (Sakai)

“Since Lucien has his own purpose, he usually acts while making detailed calculations. That’s why, I think when MC takes unexpected movements, he’s confused, but also get attracted by her. I hope you looking forward to what decision Lucien will make”

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“Gavin is a simple and honest person who acts with his straightforward feeling. He will continue to do what he thinks is right. It's the same for MC, but because he's also clumsy, I want to cheering him (lol).”

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“Actually, I don’t know how interested MC is to Victor, but I think he is attracted to MC’s hardworking. Maybe because he puts his trust in tough people, even if he treats them harshly”

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"Kiro is absolutely a cheerful person, and the one who cheer MC up. Because I didn’t feel that he's an idol, I think he is very easy to talk to and I can feel secure with him"

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[tartagilicious]

heya! do you know of any relatively new writing blogs for mlqc, tot, or the ikemen series to recommend? :D

hello anon!! i’m not sure about relatively new since there’s no way to really tell besides memory, but i for sure have some blogs to recommend either way <3 (also plug but i happen to write for all of these :lipbite:)

mlqc:

-> @kamesama

-> @op-peccatori

-> @lucult :tooeasy:

-> @little-butterfly-writes

-> @cheesy09

-> @otonymous

tears of themis:

-> @veonhagen

-> @artemstellation (sobs…. your headcanons…. the staying up all night with him one… please read it if you’re seeing this and haven’t….)

-> @vrichter vyn lovers unite!!!!!

-> @lavynrose

-> @icerosa

-> @rinstrumental

ikemen (sengoku, vampire, revolution)

-> @fandom-collective-writers

-> @art-of-love-and-war

-> @readerinsertfanfiction

-> @venulus

-> @lordsisterxotome

-> @shookspearewrites

-> @spoopy-fish-writes

[otonymous]

A Bolt From The Blue (MLQC Shaw - NSFW) - Part II: Formal Introductions

Description: A stranger finds himself in a strange place Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language & mature themes — reader discretion is advised.  Potential trigger warnings: mild depictions of injuries, police, profanity Word Count: 1328 words (~7 mins of tension and the beginnings of love) Author’s Notes: First of all, I just wanted to give everyone who read, liked, reblogged, and/or commented on Chapter 1 of this fic a massive THANK YOU!  It has been an absolute joy to read through your reactions to the story so far, and I hope you will continue to join me on this wild (and eventually, sexy) ride! 😂 That being said, here’s Chapter 2!  Hope you all enjoy the read 💖

Tagging: the lovely @op-peccatori​​ 

Jump to Chapter(s): One | Three | Four

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“Ahh—!”

A large hand clamps over your mouth to muffle the scream of shock when you wake to a pair of amber eyes staring intently into yours.  Then you remember that you had given up your bed to the man you now knew went by the name of Shaw.

At least that was what was on the ID card you found in his wallet.

“Finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?  Care to tell me where I am?”

Once assured you had sufficiently calmed, Shaw lowers his hand, turning his attention to your tiny apartment.  You straighten up from where you had fallen asleep, kneeling on the floor beside the bed with your head slumped on the pillow just next to his face.  Cheeks burning, you bite your lip to distract from the way your skin still tingled in the places he had touched.

“You’re at my place.  But don’t worry, I live alone.”

“I figured that much,” he says, trying to prop himself up on his elbows before his face contorts in pain.  You quickly rearrange the cushions and pillows behind him for support.  Shaw reaches towards his bare abdomen, hand trembling slightly as his fingers trace over the bandaged stitches holding it together.  “How did you…?”

“My next door neighbour did it.  He was a doctor back in his home country and owed me a favour.  I figured it would be a bad idea to take you to a hospital given…given everything that’s going on.  You can trust him, he’ll be discreet.”

Shaw heaves a sigh; even that seems to hurt him.  “How long have I been out?”

“Almost two days.”

“Shit.”  His brows pinch together.  “Do you have my phone?”

Nodding, you make your way to the kitchen counter where it sat along with the things that fell from his pockets when you undressed him as per your neighbour’s instructions: his wallet, a pack of cinnamon gum, a key and a guitar pick.

The phone lights up at your touch when you hand it over.  You pretend like you don’t notice the photo of the two young boys on the lock screen — one taller than the other, both wearing matching smiles and big, amber eyes.

You watch from the side, waiting with bated breath as Shaw scrolls through the messages with an impatient hand, the expression on his face growing darker with each swipe until he’s throwing off the sheets, pale lips trembling in pain as he tries to maneuver off the bed.  “I have to go.”

“But, wait…you’re not fully healed yet!  The doctor said it would likely be another day or two before you should start moving about—”

“I ain’t got that time.”  Feet finally on the ground, Shaw looks down, seeming to realize for the first time that he’s completely naked save for his boxers.  “Could you, um…pass my clothes?”

His cheeks grow pink.  You clear your throat.

Knock, knock.

Freezing in the midst of gathering his belongings, both your gazes shoot to the door when a muffled voice on the other side calls, “Loveland City Police!  Anyone home?”

Tossing Shaw the bundle in your arms, you push him back into bed, holding a finger to your lips for silence before you throw the covers over him.  Running sweaty palms over disheveled hair, you breathe deep, opening the door just enough for the chain to pull taut.

“Good morning, Miss.  I’m Detective Lai and this is Officer Wong from the Loveland City Police Department.  We’re currently conducting an investigation in the area.  Have you seen either of these men around here lately?”

Putting away his badge, Officer Wong holds up several large photographs, one a grainy picture from what appeared to be security footage, and a couple of mugshots.  You keep your expression flat as you pretend to study the one of Shaw’s face.

“Doesn’t ring a bell, I’m sorry.”  

Shaking your head for emphasis, you try to ignore the heat prickling beneath your collar when Detective Lai leans against the doorframe, gaze sharp as he sweeps the space behind you before finally relenting.  “Sorry to have disturbed you, Miss.  Please don’t hesitate to inform us if you notice anything out of the ordinary.”

Quickly shutting the door, you slide to the tiled floor of the entryway, shaking so hard your teeth chatter.  Suddenly, a hand thrusts into your field of vision, making you jump: Shaw is standing before you, one arm outstretched to help you up as the other hovers over his bandaged abdomen.

“You should be resting.”  The words leave your lips in a whisper.

He doesn’t budge.  “Don’t worry about me, I’m stronger than I look.”

And when you finally place your hand in his, the smile that brightens that handsome face brings one to your own.

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“You win.  Looks like I’m not going anywhere anytime soon with the cops crawling all over the place.”

Shaw’s voice drifts to the kitchen from where he lay on your bed.  Avoiding a cloud of steam when you lift the lid from a pot on the stove, the comforting smell of ginger and scallions wafts to tickle your nose as you portion out a single serving of congee, bearing it over to him on a tray.

“Here.  It’s not much, but it’s easy on the stomach.  Careful, it’s hot—!”

The congee splatters onto your sheets when Shaw drops the ceramic spoon, hissing as he sticks out a burnt tongue like an accident-prone child.  Biting back a chuckle at the discord between the man before you now and the one who had valiantly saved you during the robbery, you quickly reach for the glass of water on your bedside table, watching him gulp it down for dear life.

“I know it’s no Coke and Pepsi, but I hope it’ll do anyways.”

He laughs, and the sound tightens around your heart before he almost chokes on his water, coughing violently into the crook of his elbow and breathing deep to ride out the wave of pain radiating from his torso.

“Wow.  So she can tell jokes too in addition to saving lives.  Impressive, just like the lies you told the cops.  I have to say though, I’m surprised you noticed my drink of choice.  All those nights I came in, you barely even looked at me.  I was starting to wonder whether or not I was invisible.”

A smirk curls upon his lips; you wondered how they would taste.  Then, after a beat of silence, he says, “Thank you.  For everything.  I owe you my life.”

His amber eyes hold yours, completely devoid of sarcasm.  Counting to three before the intensity forces your gaze down to the fraying edges of your house slippers, the fierce beating of your heart makes you feel faint.  

“I’m just repaying a favour.  I haven’t thanked you yet for saving me that day you took out the robber with your skateboard.”

“Was nothin’.  Just happened to be in the right place at the right time.”  He shrugs, running a hand through his hair before extending it to you for the second time that day.  “Name’s Shaw, by the way.”

You stop breathing when your hands touch, hope your cheeks won’t betray you with their traitorous red when those long fingers tightened to hear you say yours in return.

“I know.  I’ve seen it on the tag on your uniform many times now.”  He repeats your name, soft and with intent, as if the tip of his tongue held something of infinite importance.  “It’s nice…suits you.  I like it.”

Raising a spoonful of congee, Shaw puckers his lips, blowing gently to cool it off first this time around.

“I like your congee too.”

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Thanks so much for reading!  Hope you all enjoyed it and please stay tuned for part 3 because there is only one bed! 😱😆

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[ontowanderlust]

Hello 👋🏻! As a writer yourself, is there any other writer blogs that you would recommend to others?

Hello hello there nonny! I'm actually giddy to answer this ask cause I never thought I'd see the day where someone asks me of my recs! (hello tumblr gods, have I actually done it?)

Bear with me, these are some of the blogs that I’ve been stalking reading from these past few days. I’ve enclosed both animanga and otome games blogs here since this blog is multifandom. Some of them are my beloved moots, and some are blogs I've stumbled upon but they left a huge impression on me!

Also... just a disclaimer, these are just some of the blogs that I read from- meaning it’s incomplete since my forgetful ass is well- I’m a forgetful mess. 

Animanga 

❅ @ackerfics *:･ﾟ✧(Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan) Her Parent Trap AU! is simply wonderful! I loved every single moment of it and the twins are lovable!

❅ @miekasa  *:･ﾟ✧ (Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan) Pledged a knight's oath for her cause her fics are just. damn. so. good.

❅ @andthenjust *:･ﾟ✧ (Tokyo Ghoul) Blog's got range! HC's, Prompt Challenges- you got it!

❅ @tg-headcanons *:･ﾟ✧ (Tokyo Ghoul) Ghoul master hands down. If you're in need of ghoul lessons, this one's your to go to. Also wrote an AU in ao3 that's better than canon, whoops.

❅ @krabstick32  *:･ﾟ✧ (Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer) ahhhhhh Kina's works are amazing! Truly amazing

❅ @dudeandduchess  *:･ﾟ✧ (Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer) Proceed with caution (Minors, please stay away XD) Jen writes mostly for Kyojuro and they're freaking awesome!

❅ @fluffy-mayari *:･ﾟ✧ (Jujutsu Kaisen) Ari's works are treasure! I love them so much that I've re-read them. ^^

Otome Games

❅ @cheri-translates  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) Homegirl's talented, yo! Not only have she written og works, she've also translated some talented fics!

❅ @kamesama  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) I've never hit reblog button so fast at her Victor crackfic. XD

❅ @belovedstill *:･ﾟ✧  (Otome games, read mostly MLQC) MOOOOOOT! I defo love their works. It gives you enough warm and comfort just reading their stuff.  

❅ @bokutoism *:･ﾟ✧  (MLQC) Formerly Zeyans. They write for different fandoms but I mostly read their MLQC stuff and it's wonderful!

❅ @dreamer-hyun *:･ﾟ✧  (MLQC) my writing soulmate! Val and I have the same taste when it comes to writing and her works just wanna make you feel things! Ah but do take note that she's on hiatus for now since she's having her internship but sending her love is much much appreciated!

❅ @bittersweetmelxdy *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) Classic blog. Truly a work of art. 

❅ @thegrandduckmaster *:･ﾟ✧  (MLQC) Mostly Gavin fluff and I’m loving it.

❅ @thatfanfictionchick  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) One of the classics. This blog and some others are the first blogs that I’ve stumbled upon in the MLQC fandom

❅ @otonymous  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) It is a joy reading this blog’s works ^^

❅ @op-peccatori  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) Have you ever stumbled upon a blog where it brings you comfort? mmmhmm.. it’s this blog. ^^

❅ @cheesy09  *:･ﾟ✧ (MLQC) Simi stan! I’m a silent Simi stan. Now you guys know. 

❅ @truth-be-told-im-lying  *:･ﾟ✧ (Mystic Messenger/MLQC) I defo salute True so so soooo much. I just love her works! She's rarely on nowadays but be sure to send her some love if you visit her blog!

❅ @gureishi *:･ﾟ✧  (Mystic Messenger) Gurl's got range! From HCs to fics, you got it!

❅ @scummy-writes​  *:･ﾟ✧ (Ikemen Vampire) I love love love reading their works!

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📌 Pinned Post 📌

Ayo! I'm D and welcome to my main blog. This may be overdue but better late than sorry, right? Haha lol jk

Anyway, here's the list of sub/secondary blogs that I have under archer12xx-main:

archer12xx - this secondary blog is for Tobias Fox and other Infinite Blue (it's an otome chat sim game created by Velvet Fox Games) related posts. I'm most active here (aside from my main)

beelscheeseburger - this one is for Obey Me and my love for Beel and Mammon-sama. Though I'm like a bubble on this blog lol I could disappear any time.

his-little-fool - this one's for Lucien Xu of MLQC 💜 (same with beelscheeseburger though, a bubble 😂)

d-plays-otome-and-vn-games - this one's for everything else, from twisted wonderland to pc otoges. It's kinda new and it's the reason why I decided to make a pinned post.

thepepperwoodchronicles - last and definitely not the least, my New Girl-themed blog. It's inactive at the moment but I'll be right back to it for sure (probably after I'm done with OP)

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Kinda wish tumblr would allow us to choose which one to use when commenting and stuff. But... hope this helps! 🥰🥰

Keep reading to know more about me.

TL;DR - an introvert who loves One Piece, MCU, otoges, webtoon and manga, basketball, dogs and cats, languages, movies, and non animated tv series. Also someone who has a lot of secondary blogs. 😂

Author's Section:

Like I said above, I'm D hehe nice to meet ya!

I'm 24 and I go by she/her

Currently in college

I'm a filo living in the Philippines

English is not my first language, so if you see errors forgive me T_T I also speak Korean, a little bit. I pick up languages easily because I love learning them. But too lazy to actually study them. 😅

I sometimes write stuff and I try to draw, too (you can see some of my works on my sub blogs ^^)

I like/love a lot of stuff and a lot of characters lol namely;

On One Piece, my main man is Roronoa Zoro. I also love Shanks, Law, Pell, Katakuri, Ace, Rosinante, Smoker, (and for some reason, probably before I knew who he was) Kaku, and of course Sanji-kun and Luffy. I'd say Rayleigh and Mihawk too but not the same kind of love. I just think these two are so cool and I'd love to have them as my ojichan and otochan respectively. 😏😉 (Yes, I'd call Mihawk Otochan not jijiwe, not otosan... otochan lol)

Aside from OP, MCU is one of my other obsessions hehe but don't ask me what team I am on Civil War because you won't get a serious answer lol ✌️ I love Iron Man, though. He's my favorite Avenger. Loki is my favorite, too. And if I have to choose among the villains, I'd choose... Thanos because I hate him the most. 😅

And then there're Infinite Blue Tobias Fox, Obey Me Beel and Mammon, MLQC Lucien, Twst Leona, Jack, and Trey, TOT Vyn and Marius, Duskwood Jake, Mysme ZEN, Wannabe Challenge Biho and Yooha, Ikevamp Leonardo and Vlad (and a little bit of) Sir Arthur, Ikepri Leon and Jin, Nekopara Sage, Blooming Panic xyx, RLFC Lex and Sol, Colorful Mirai Millo, TeachersLP Edgar and Dr. Fox, Under Maintenance Theo, Love Spell Marcello, Sinsations Greed (do not judge me pls lol), and the list goes on and on and on. Lol

I also read webtoons and manga

I also watch tv series, such as New Girl, kdramas, etc.

Movies, too. Like a lot. Romcoms, action comedies, sci-fi and a little bit of Stephen King horror stuff.

I still play Left4Dead (yeah you read it right haha) and my go-to character is Zoey. Though I could never get past the freaking subway T_T (I don't want to use a walkthrough though...) Rip 💀

I love dogs and cats, despite being allergic to them lol

Taylor Swift, 5sos, and everything else.

Coffee and tea

Loves basketball, too. PBA - Ginebra Kings (Thompson and Brownlee), NBA - GSW (Klay Thompson, sometimes Curry but mostly Klay)

Anyway, this is getting too long and if I continue you might end up knowing me better than I know myself. 🤣🤣

And it's probably obvious by now, I don't have a lot of friends. 😂😂 Not just because I'm an introvert. Lol jk (serious about the introvert tho)

That's all folks! If you're still here... Wow! Thank you so much for reading this!! Stay safe, drink water everyday, take care of yourselves, and hope you're having a much better day today than yesterday! I mean that for tomorrow, as well. 💚💚💚