#more info on those last tags soon lol

[13leaguestories]

Superstition: All that Comes Between

I may change that name, so far all of my ideas are revolving around "in-between" ... Anyway!

After doing a poll with those over on Patreon, the winner was fleshed out stories for Superstition. This grew into the info you'll read below.

This isn't all 100% set in stone it's like 99% set in stone lmfao) and if things do change then of course I'll mention it.

:: What Is This ::

These stories will be a collection of mini stories that will further flesh out Roe's personality and experiences, their companions, and the relationships that grow or deteriorate between their companions while also providing variables that can be carried and remembered by the story to shape dialogue and relationship paths further.

Similar to the DLC themes, supporters will be able to vote on story ideas and the top 4 through 6 ideas will be chosen. These are all going to be canon. For example, one of the stories will be Roe attending their mother's funeral. So there won't be any romance when there's no romance in story. But when romance has come up then yes, I will add a few more NSFW scenes so the story may remember that your Roe likes it rough or they have a certain interest in a certain kink and they try that out.

:: How Will It Work ::

Volume (I decided to go with volumes, sounds cooler lol) will be before season one starts, volume two will be after season one, and so on. So in all there will be five volumes. The fifth one will more so be all of your variables brought over into the final addition with a bunch of "what comes next." Variables that can later be loaded into the story (similar to how one can load a save file) will be available so that the story can take these changes into effect as soon as the story starts.

I'll release Volume 1 before finishing up S1's rewrite.

:: Can I Play Without It ::

The story can still be played and enjoyed without these add-ons. Literally, it'll just be like before this was even put out, the story can still stand. This story is just for more fun. Explanations to what's going on or has been going on, and to provide a more fleshed out Roe that will pop up in story for those who love that.

In short, just because you didn't buy this doesn't mean you're going to miss out on some plot or not have variables in game that may lead you down a losing path. None of that will happen.

:: Price ::

Obviously since I'm making this announcement here, this will be available to the public, but will have a $3 dollar price tag for every volume that becomes available (besides the last one. Cos Season 4 will have two tacked on and I'm not going to make that $6. I'll figure it out when S4 actually comes into existence).

If you're already the $3 tier or up on Patreon when it releases then of course you don't have to do anything extra. A link will be made available through Patreon. Otherwise, to get it, it'll be the same way that you can get the DLC.

[misc-obeyme]

THE THREADS THAT BIND

EPILOGUE

MASTERPOST for summary/info/chapter list

a/n: This spicy epilogue is dedicated to @silverrings-n-prettythings who offered to bare knuckle box an alligator for it... twice lol. Fortunately, no alligators needed to be fought, but without Silver's encouragement, it might not have happened. So thank you for always leaving such amazing feedback in the tags, it truly means so much to me!

PLEASE NOTE: This is an epilogue. You need to have read the rest of the story to get the full impact.

I also feel the need to mention that this is very feelings heavy because of the whole relationship build up that had been happening in the main story. It just felt right, since they just kinda recently admitted their feelings for each other.

Anyway, this is the last of the story for real. Thank you for coming with me on this journey!

GN!MC x Barbatos | word count 1,910

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: oral and penetration (reader receiving), pet names, uhhh definitely also some cheesiness, I'm sorry I can't help it lol

You startled yourself awake. Moonlight filtered through the large windows in Barbatos's room, casting shadows beneath the plants and in the corners of the staircases. Beside you, partially bathed in that silver light, Barbatos was slumbering peacefully. You watched as his expression grew concerned, as one of his hands reached out for you in his sleep. Between you, the bright teal of the thread glimmered gently.

It was so rare for you to see him at rest like this, hair disheveled, expression soft in sleep. And yet the last few days, you had seen more of it than he had ever shown you before.

Barbatos shifted slightly, as though he could sense the cold space next to him where your warm body had once been. His hand stretched even further, seeking your presence.

You took it and brought it to your lips.

Barbatos blinked his eyes open. You were confronted with the unguarded feelings that filled them when he focused them on your face, as he took in the sight of you with his fingers pressed to your lips.

Where so much was normally kept hidden, you saw only openness now. Here in the quiet of night, silver splayed and teal tinged, Barbatos looked at you as though everything he had ever cared for in his long life had culminated within your heart. He looked at you as though even when that thread was gone, he would still be irrevocably tied to you. He looked at you as though that was a choice he had made for himself, come what may.

No words passed between you because everything was held in his eyes and in the thread that lingered still.

As he watched, you spread his fingers and kissed the pads of each one, holding his gaze as you did so. His hand was so perfect, despite how often it was used to scrub dishes and pull weeds. The long elegant fingers stayed limp in your grasp until you had finished bestowing your kisses. And then they reached out, his palm resting on your cheek, warm and soft.

There had been a sort of unspoken caution between you as you learned your way through the new reality of honest love. A hesitancy that you both felt to ensure that you didn't make any rash choices, that you took your time, that you learned the nuances of each other.

All of that seemed to have vanished now. Because when you looked down into those eyes, there was only one thing you wanted more than anything else in the three worlds.

Barbatos likely saw that desire in your eyes.

He sat up to meet you, one hand staying on your cheek, the other going to your waist, as he kissed you softly in the moonlight.

You considered letting it stay soft. That despite what you were feeling, it might still be too soon.

But then Barbatos bit gently on your lower lip and any caution you had been about to employ was immediately abandoned. You opened your mouth for him, felt his tongue tracing your lip before entangling itself with yours. The grip on your waist tightened. Your hand flew up to grip the edge of his slightly unbuttoned pajama shirt, fabric twisting in your fist.

You felt the hand on your waist move to slide up your own shirt, fingertips tracing lightly across your skin. You broke away with a gasp, pulling your shirt over your head before undoing the buttons on Barbatos's shirt and pushing it off of his shoulders.

Barbatos followed your lead, helping you to remove the rest of your pajamas and his, before pushing you back gently on the bed.

Barbatos paused, poised above you. The longest strands of his hair brushed softly against your cheek as you looked into his green eyes. The slight glow of the teal thread stretched between your bare chests.

"MC," Barbatos said. His voice had a reverence to it and if he wasn't a demon you would have thought it sounded like a prayer.

You didn't have a chance to respond properly because Barbatos was kissing your neck, his lips pressing down your chest, his hands rubbing down your sides. He continued until he was tucked between your thighs, at which point he looked up at you, a question in his eyes. The thread trailed across your body, a tiny path down your chest and stomach, an almost perfect outline of where his kisses still burned against your skin.

You reached out your hand, nestling your fingers into his hair. "I'm ready," you said. "I trust you."

Barbatos waited for a few moments, as though he was giving you a chance to change your mind. When you didn't, he kissed your thighs, making his way to the throbbing space between your legs. You gasped when you felt his hot mouth on you, the expert way he used his tongue to make your limbs shake.

You couldn't prevent yourself from tugging on his hair as your fingers twisted in it, the feelings washing over you too intense for you to stop it. Barbatos didn't seem to mind, not even pausing although you were certainly causing him some pain.

"Ah, Barbatos-"

At this, Barbatos did stop, looking up at you from his position between your thighs. Your hand dropped to your side, letting go of his hair as he propped himself up to look at you properly.

"I-I'm sorry," you said, blushing slightly at his intense gaze.

His expression softened. "You needn't apologize, my love. All I want is to please you. Tell me what you would like me to do."

My love.

These words caused an echo in your mind, an echo of something Barbatos had once said about someone else -

It seems my love has found us.

You were reminded of that insecurity, the small piece of doubt that still remained, that couldn't be completely eased even though Barbatos told you how he truly felt about you. Even though he had also said -

I have never loved anyone in the same way that I love you.

He had said that to you, directly. Not in a vision of a future yet to come, not to a person whose identity he still didn't know.

Barbatos seemed aware that something was passing through your mind. He sat up, pulling you up with him, wrapping his arms around you, pressing you into his chest. Your eyes were so close to the entry point of the thread as it spilled out from his skin, creating a small U before looping back into you.

"Shall I find a different term to call you?" he asked.

The tenderness of his tone filled you with a softness unlike anything you had ever known. "Like what?"

Barbatos chuckled, his breath ruffling your hair. "My darling, my dearest, my everything, my sun and my moon…"

You laughed. "Okay, okay, stop, please!"

"My cupcake," Barbatos went on. "My muffin, my sugarplum…"

"I shouldn't be surprised that you have so many pastry options," you said.

Barbatos hummed contentedly, kissing your temple. "All you have to do is tell me your preference."

You sighed. "I don't have a preference, you can call me whatever you like."

"As you wish, my little tiramisu," Barbatos said.

You shook your head, laughing because you couldn't help it.

Barbatos pulled away enough to meet your eyes. "MC, if you will allow it, I would like nothing more than to finish what I have begun." His fingers trailed down your stomach, hovering just above the heat of your arousal.

A thrill ran through you when you saw the desire that had taken over Barbatos's expression. Where one moment he had been all softness, now he was all fire, a passion blazing there that ignited the need inside you as well.

You reached up, putting your hand flat on his chest right where the thread emerged. "I want you inside me, Barbatos."

Barbatos wasted no time. He was almost methodical in the way he retrieved some lubrication from the bedside table, using it and his fingers to make sure you were fully ready. You squirmed beneath his ministrations until you couldn't take it anymore, practically begging him to put his cock in you.

Barbatos's pace slowed significantly as he lined himself up, slowly pressing himself into your heat. You trembled beneath him, the exquisite feeling of him filling you up and making you shiver. You moaned once he was fully inside you and the expression of bliss on his face let you know that he was feeling just as good as you were.

You barely registered him asking you if you were okay, all you could do was wrap your legs around his hips, your hands clutching at his shoulders, as you moaned and gasped.

You were sure you said something, likely begging him to continue, but it was all lost in the heat and the feelings.

Barbatos was slow and sweet as he began to thrust, mumbling in your ear about how much he loved you. You mostly responded with moaning and gasping, but eventually you couldn't take how slow he was going and your words turned into begging him to speed up.

Barbatos didn't hold back for long, taking his cues from you and increasing his speed as you requested. You held onto him as he hit that perfect spot inside you over and over, the feeling of him moving inside you so sweet and so good, building and building.

Barbatos pulled away from you just a little, propping himself up to look down at you. You saw that blazing passion in his eyes and the reflection of the teal thread, that bounced now as it stretched between your chest and his. Your hands clutched at his arms. You cried out his name, your back arching, as you came hard, the feeling bursting within you from deep in your gut, exploding through every nerve in your body.

You watched as Barbatos came, too, his normally calm expression running riot with how good you made him feel.

Both of you gazed at each other, breathing heavily as you came down from the highs of your orgasms, feeling the warmth of the room settle around you, the gentle sweetness of intimacy bringing you even closer.

Barbatos kissed your eyelids, your cheeks, your lips, that place on your chest where the thread still connected you to him.

You found that neither of you needed to say anything more then. Barbatos was as efficient as always, taking care of cleaning things up before coming back to the bed. The moment he was beside you, you found yourself pulling him into your arms, pressing him against you, like you were scared he might disappear if you didn't feel him close enough. He sighed against your skin and wrapped his arms around you, tucking himself into you perfectly.

You didn't know it that night, but forever after Barbatos would use random pastries as pet names for you. It was almost always something different and it made you smile every time.

Sometimes, long after the thread had finally faded, often in the night when the silver moon cast its light into the darkness of his bedroom, Barbatos would speak gently and softly into your ear, making you shiver and reminding you of a truth he was determined to make sure you never forgot. In those quiet moments, he only ever called you my love.

masterpost | chapter one | chapter thirteen

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[1mlostnow]

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞!!

Hi!! I’m Evan! This is Intro Post IV.

- Red text is primary information, things that I’d like to bring attention to, or just things I’d like to elevate above the others

I’m genderfluid, I only use he/him, I don’t have a label but I mostly like guys, and I’m a minor!!! If you’re 18+ feel free to interact but please don’t DM me or send asks.

[spotify] [insta] [wall of text] [tone tags] [ppth staff]

This intro post is incredibly long so I put primary info before the cut ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ I love using those faces

Apologies if the red or the Blinkies are hard on the eyes :<

Other Blogs ⇩

EvanRadio : @evan-radio

Poetry and Writing : @1mfoundnow

House MD [B. Corcoran] : @head-of-forensics

House MD [G. Kramer] : @plastic-surgeon-gabi

Blinkies below the cut and throughout intro :>

Table Of Contents ⇩

1. The Basics

2. Fun Facts

3. My Resume

4. Primary Music

5. Guide To Tags

6. Hobbies

7. Other Media

8. Kinnie List

9. Primary Fandoms

10. Cast List

11. Outro

[ The Basics ]

- I absolutely adore nicknames, feel free to call me anything you want; chances are I’ll be fine with it

- pretty basic DNI -> homophobes, transphobes, racists, xenophobes, proshippers (wincest ಠ_ಠ)

- feel free to interact or spam (the good kind), my notifs are off so you won’t be bothering me at all!! Feel free to do asks or anons as long as yr a minor, I love love love answering asks. I promise I’m not scary, I don’t bite (anymore lol)

- I would prefer it as a personal boundary that you don’t DM me unless you truly deem it fit, those 1 on 1 situations tend to be incredibly uncomfortable for me. If there’s truly something you’d like to speak to me about in private, go for it.

- I love my mutuals to death. Whether we talk every day or haven’t spoken once, ily :)

- I greatly appreciate tone tags!!! There is a list at the top of this intro with a tone tag guide!

- CDT timezone, typically active from 7 AM - 12 AM (this will change to 6-8AM and 5-11PM soon)

[ Fun Facts ] + notes

- my car’s name is TOMATER (all caps)

- im the ninth wonder of the world

- I love doing little drawings

- if you want one just ask (examples at end)

- once again I love love love my mutuals

- Richard Cameron defender for life

- theme changes often

- ADHD & severe social anxiety

- if you ever draw anything for me I’ll love u forever

- The Man Who Would Be King (6x20) is the best SPN episode and nobody can convince me otherwise

- if I don’t respond I swear I’m not ignoring you!! Chances are I said ‘I’ll answer later’ and then forgot—just @ me!!

- if you ever have any corrections for one of my posts (typo, incorrect facts, hurtful language) please please let me know whether it be public or private, as the last thing I’d want to do is upset anybody.

[ My Resume ]

- Professional Ghostbuster, Midwestern Cowboy, Supervillain (for the fits)

- Bug you put in a jar with sticks and leaves and a few holes in the lid so it can breathe kinda guy yk?

- Weird kid and loser for life (I’m happy this way)

- I believe I’m incredibly funny (tell me if I’m not)

- Most sentences have bonus sentences (for the thoughts that didn’t fit into the sentence right)

- hot feral scientist

[ Primary Music ] + fav song by each (‘m basic wtv)

- AJJ -> Getting Naked, Playing With Guns

- Cage The Elephant -> Spiderhead/Halo

- Car Seat Headrest -> Life Worth Missing

- David Bowie -> Rebel Rebel

- Radiohead -> Karma Police

- Seb Lowe -> The Man, The Myth

- The Front Bottoms -> Be Nice To Me / More Than It Hurts You

- The Smiths -> Pretty Girls Make Graves

- Vundabar -> Worn/Wander, Sad Clown

- Will Wood -> Memento Mori

[ Guide to Tags ]

- #evan speaks -> yapping time, applies to majority of my posts

- #evan rants -> I’ve got a lot to talk about!!

- #evan draws -> I draw :3 some art at the end

- #evan can’t vote -> US politics (doesn’t come up that often, but still)

- #evan loves his mutuals -> y’all are my best friends and ily sososo much

[ Hobbies ]

- Occasionally crocheting

- Reading and writing

- I play alto sax in marching band (never rains on the *redacted* 🫡🌧️)

- loveeee art so much, specifically pencil drawing and painting

- idk if music counts as a hobby (listening+playing)

[ Other Media ]

Shows -> Supernatural, Sherlock, House MD, My Babysitters A Vampire (Rory my beloved), Scooby-Doo, Over The Garden Wall

Movies -> Dead Poets Society, Ghostbusters, Velvet Goldmine, The Truman Show, Goonies, Stand By Me, Saw Franchise, IT 2017

Others -> Homestuck, The Secret History, getting into newer classics (highschool english class books tbh), I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream

[ Kinnie List ]

Steven Meeks (DPS), Castiel (SPN), Richie Tozier (IT), Truman Burbank (TTS), Egon Spengler (Ghostbusters), Adam Stanheight (Saw), Henry Winter (TSH), Will Graham (Hannibal)

[ Primary Fandoms ]

Supernatural, Sherlock, Dead Poets Society, Homestuck, Ghostbusters, House MD

[ Cast List ] <- y’all are like my family ily

@pingunaa @ghostboyhood @wordssricochet @poetsinnyc @meekspeaks @midwest-quill @yourfavvgal @alightelixe @lv3buzzz @craicapparition @asclexe @lefthandedspaghetti @notcatseatheadrest @wilsons-three-legged-siamese @de4d-poet-kisser @cherrishnoodles @blakenation1 @desire-mona @prettypinkbubbless @sesamie @hemlocksloadofbull @mighthavebeenmurder @tired-and-bored-nerd @neil-perrys-suicidal-tendencies @sillyhyperfixator

^^ if we ain’t close like that lmk and I’ll take you off dw ♥︎ and if I somehow missed you please please tell me and I’ll fix it right away, there’s some people I was gonna add but I wasn’t sure if we were friends like that yet lol

Outro!!

If you made it to the end of this thank you thank you thank you so much it means the world to me.

I can’t add more photos, so I’ll make and link a separate post with my art, so you can decide if that’s something you’d be interested in!!!

[ art here!! ]

[sluggles-errands]

Kinda an announcement? Kinda not? Either way ooc post that I don’t think is important enough to warrant the important tag

Sorry I’m not replying to asks super fast I’ve been doing things and wanted to let you guys know about it! I’ll tell what I’ve been doing and what my plans for the blog are after.

- First off I’ve been making a model from scratch in blender, it’s hopefully going to be a fully working sluggle model, I likely will not make it a model anyone can use (sorry) and I’ll show it when done but it will take a while.

- Second I am working on a discord server for pressure ask blogs! It will be open to all ages and all types of ask blogs from oc to canon and etc, as well as those who just follow and send asks to blogs. It’s almost done but I still have a bit more work left to do.

- Lastly for what I’ve been up to, I’m working on 2 posts to work as documentation and info about sluggle and lumi (separately), so people can find out more specific details that won’t be on ref sheets as well as lore and other things people figured out through asks or rps.

> Now for the blog itself I shall clarify I am not leaving because I made it sound that way lol

> I am planning to try and doodle more for asks! Not every single one but I would like to draw more! They will likely be between 3 types and it will all depend on just how I’m feeling that day: sketch, chibi, and rhe current color filled sketch.

> I am thinking of adding a few more tags to further differentiate posts (ie rp, reblogs, asks) instead of the general ones I have now, but that is just an on the fence idea.

> There is a chance I will move lumi and natalie to their own blogs, or remove natalie from blogs entirely due to the fact I haven’t finished her lore enough to be satisfied. For now I may add that asks have to have an indicator between sluggle or lumi or both otherwise it will be defaulted to sluggle. Once again unsure if I will actually add this or not.

> Last thing, I plan to try to do events even if mini ones, I do have a plan for an event rather soon, possibly a week or so from now but don’t take my word as gospel because I’m not entirely sure if I will or won’t.

Feel free to give me opinions on the last “>” parts in comments or something I’d love to hear what you guys think about my plans. Thanks for reading!

[alterrune]

ATO UPDATE LOG: WISDOM TEETH REMOVAL & HARMONY'S GOLDFISH

"hey, it's harmony again."

"so it turns out kyle's getting wisdom teeth removed in november. i know that's a month away, but...kyle insisted you guys know that. he said he doesn't know when in november he's getting them removed, but he says it won't be fun."

Harmony? What are you doing?

"oh, hey. morning, sleepyhead. you were out like a light, so I thought i'd tell them about your wisdom teeth removal thing."

Harmony, I was out like a light because of the pills I take for my insomnia issues. They've gotten really bad as of late. Plus the whole thing with the Midnight Channel left me even more tired than usual, so I think I definitely slept through my alarm today.

WAIT HANG ON DID YOU SAY YOU WERE TELLING THEM ABOUT MY WISDOM TEETH GETTING REMOVED?!

"yeah. why do you sound angry? is that a problem?"

Harmony...I'm sorry, but you know we're still in early October, right?

"yeah. you said you wanted to get this out there as soon as possible."

Okay, Harmony. Tell me honestly right now. Are you high?

"YES, SHE IS. OFF HER OWN SEA ANEMONE VENOM. IT'S NOT POISONOUS, BUT IT DOES MAKE HER A BIT SCATTERBRAINED."

DAAGH!! Who the hell was that?!

"oh. hey, synth."

"HELLO, HARMONY."

"sorry. synth is the little fish that lives in my hair. he's a funky little guy."

"YES, AND I WOULD BE CURRENTLY DYING FROM NEGLECT, BUT, BY SOME CRUEL TWIST OF FATE, I CAN'T DIE."

Uh...okay, Synth. (Damnit, Harmony!)

But anyways, Harmony's right. I will be having my wisdom teeth taken out sometime in November. I have no idea when specifically, but it'll definitely be November. So, yeah, for now, we have no plans for anything in November, but when I can get a definitive date, we'll schedule things around that.

"hey, quick question."

Yeah, Harmony?

"why haven't we gotten any asks yet?"

Well, because we were busy with that whole shadow thing. (By the way, I recently tagged all those posts with #ato: shadow hunt for easy browsing purposes.) Thanks for the assist, by the way.

"no problem lol. don't worry, i can wait for these guys to start asking me stuff now that that whole shadow thing is over for now."

Glad to hear it. Oh, and by the way, Harmony?

"yeah?"

FEED. SYNTH.

"alright, alright, fine. here's some fish food, synth."

(chomp, chomp) "THANK YOU SO MUCH, KYLE. IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE HARMONY HAS ACTUALLY FED ME THAT I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I WAS FED."

You're welcome, Synth. Anytime.

(click "Keep reading" for a summary of this announcement)

So, just to summarize:

My wisdom teeth are getting removed in November and we lack any plans in November because of that

We'll reschedule stuff once I know more about when the surgical operation is taking place

Harmony's been waiting for y'all to ask her stuff after our skirmish with Shadow Laurence and Shadow Lily finally has stopped

Harmony's little pet goldfish in her hair is named "Synth"

I've added #ato: shadow hunt to all the posts regarding our skirmish with Shadow Laurence and Shadow Lily

I think I'll start doing these little summaries in update posts from now on. This way, the info can be seen in a clear and consice manner without interrupting the main update post.

[cafeinthemoon]

Ruins - Part IX

Chapter 9

Wordcount 3,9k

Title Part IX

Fandom Shuumatsu no Valkyrie / Record of Ragnarok

Pairing Hades X reader

Previous chapters

1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 5 . 6 . 7 . 8

Symbols ⭕ . ➕ . 💛

Warnings: none

Tagging @darling-imobsessed @holdyourwine (if you want to be tagged in any of my stories, just leave a comment here or send an ask or a message)

N. A.: I've been so excited to complete this chapter that I've started to work on it right when the previous one was posted, and it took me just a few days to revise it! lol This time we will have more info about Hermes and his work with the human girls aka him being a parent and another encounter at the Secret Garden, full of symbolism and references, which you can read about on my Quotev's list. This chapter ended up longer than the previous ones because there are just too much info, but I hope you like it <3

– I’m glad for our encounters and our conversations, and for your gift. However... I can’t accept more than that. 

You didn’t know who was more surprised by those words: yourself or the people who watched the interaction between you and the King of the Underworld. Hades, on his part, didn’t show signs of shock by your refusal, neither he seemed offended; if you were being honest, what you saw on his face was closer to confusion. You got along in each of the times you’ve seen each other: why would you break this pattern so suddenly? 

This reaction is expected, and it hurts me more than I could tell him. But he will understand my reasons soon. He will understand that this is not my place. 

You kept your hands stretched between you two and, for a second, you were afraid that he was going to refuse to take the hairpin back, but that was not what he did: after an instant of processing the unexpected event, he held the object in silence and hid it in a pocket on his coat. When his hand approached yours, you sensed the slight touch of his fingertips on your palm and felt tempted to close your hands around his, so that seeing it moving away was as painful as what you just said, but that wasn’t the time for weakness; you should not make things harder for yourself or for him. 

You put your hands behind your back as you bowed. Right now, looking in his eyes would be the worst thing you’d do. 

– It hurts me to disappoint you, my Lord, but it’s the right thing to do – you forced the last words out – I have to go, now. Goodbye. 

You didn’t wait for a response, afraid that any word, any small gesture from him would shake your spirit and make you change your mind. Fortunately, the said word or gestures never came; as if collaborating with your decision, Hades didn’t make efforts to make you stay. You passed by him and walked toward the dome that connected that room and the next, where you talked to the elf. 

The guests, still watching the scene, didn’t obstruct your way as you almost ran among them. You avoided looking around, terrified of what you would find in their gazes, and tried not to hear the waves of murmur spreading like fire in the room. 

On your way to the entry, you almost bumped into a goddess whose pantheon you were too distracted to identify. 

– I’m so sorry, my Lady… – you were going to say more, but the crack in your voice indicated that you would start to cry if you did, so that you kept quiet. 

– Are you okay, child? – the woman questioned, frowning – What happened? 

You didn’t reply. You just shook your head and left. 

Finally, the great doors you crossed to join that party you helped to make possible – and about which you’ve been dreaming for days – appeared before you. They were heavy, but you managed to open them, just enough for you to pass. 

The door closed at your back with a sinister slam, silencing the noises of the room as you let go of it and walked away through the corridor. 

*** 

When you left the room, your feet were hurried up, as your only thought was getting as far from there as possible. Now you were running, and your mind was racing just as fast. 

I don’t understand… If I made the right decision, why does it hurt so much? Why does my heart ache when I remember the expression on his face? 

With your mind occupied with these questions, your feet followed an unconscious path toward the corridor through which Hermes led you after giving you the hairpin. Where you going back to the bedroom, then? What were you supposed to do once you got there? 

You turned another corner and stopped when you saw you were no longer alone. 

– Y/n?! What happened? 

It was Hermes. Apparently, he was returning to the girls’ room or to his own chambers, judging by the direction he walked to, but he gave up on whatever task he had to fulfill when he saw your state: when you stopped, your whole body was trembling and your lungs were burning; you didn’t realize you were so desperate until you saw the shock you provoked on him. 

Suddenly, you felt exhausted; you didn’t want to speak, neither you wanted to think of what happened. You just wanted to disappear. Your throat tightened, and thick tears started rolling through your cheeks. Forgetting where you were and who you were, you ran to Hermes like a little girl seeking for her parent; despite his confusion, he hugged you and made no questions until you stopped crying. 

– So… – he started once you calmed down – Can you explain the meaning of this? Things were going so well when I left you at the party’s door. What happened, then? Did you meet him? Did you talk? 

For a while, you were just able to make affirmative gestures with your head, but when you spoke, this was all you could say: 

– I finally understood everything, Hermes-sama… I understood the meaning of my dreams… So I no longer have to stay here… – you breathed deep and looked into his eyes – Please… Give me your permission to leave… 

He frowned. 

– What?! 

– Give me your official permit to leave, please! I don’t want to stay in Valhalla anymore! I want to go back home… 

If Hermes considered continuing that discussion, he gave up on it the moment he heard those words. He has seen this before: some of the girls brought to Valhalla would not complete the process of adaptation for countless reasons, from being homesick to coming to the conclusion that staying under a god’s guardianship wasn’t the best for them; others would face – or cause – serious problems that would result in their forced farewell and, in rare cases, banishment. In each of those cases, he was there, in touch with every part of the cycle and with the girls’ thoughts and feelings, respecting their decisions, admonishing when necessary, working in favor of them whenever it was possible by standing between them and his own people, who wasn’t always willing to show mercy. He remembered that most of those humans were good girls in their essence, who would recognize their mistakes once he brought them up or think well before making their final decision and leave. 

I just want to go home. 

Most of those girls would end up saying those very words to summarize what they carried in their hearts. And, by all the things he witnessed beside them, Hermes would always take those words seriously. 

He held you by your shoulders and made you look at him. 

– Tell me. Do you still remember the path to the Secret Garden? 

You didn’t understand why he was bringing this up now, but confirmed that yes, you remembered the said path. 

– Good. Then, you have to go there. Now. 

– Go there? But… 

– Listen – he cut you off, as if there was no time to waste – Y/n, I know you don’t like this, but this time I need you to do as I say without question. Go to that garden. What you need will be found there. Just trust me, okay? 

You wanted to ask more, but you knew you wouldn’t get anything else but that strange orientation. You nodded in obedience. 

– I will do as you say, Hermes-sama – and, already moving away from him, – Thank you for everything… 

He opened the way and you passed by him in fast steps, his last encouraging words echoing in your ears. 

*** 

That was the first time you entered the Gardens at night, and you thought it was a pity that it happened right after such a difficult moment, for once you arrived at them, you found yourself surrounded by impossible beauty. 

Wrapped in the trees, under the pedestals of the statues and all over the arcs and domes covered with cascades of flowers, there were white and bluish small lamps lighting up the way like fragments of the moon; due to their delicate structure, they were invisible during the day, but became fully alive at night. Thanks to their efficacy, you soon found the way to the covered stairs. 

When you reached them, you had to slow down and raise your eyes to the green ceiling to appreciate what the lights done for it. 

It’s so peaceful inside it. Almost ethereal. 

For a second, you forgot your sadness and thought you would stay there forever if you could. But then you reminded yourself the reason why you were there, lowered your eyes to the stairs and followed your way down to the Secret Garden. 

Your feet reached the last stair and your head left the protection of the ivy tunnel, and it wasn’t a surprise when you looked around and found out that this part of the Garden was superior to the rest during the night, not staying behind of its diurnal version in anything: the little noises of the bugs and the furtive steps of the small, nocturnal animals lurking in the shadow of the trees and bushes, the soft breeze whistling between the leaves, the water running in the stream, partially visible from your spot, the perfume of the night blooming jasmines spreading in the air… each corner of the place was as full of life as the loudest rooms, and would never allow suffering inside its limits. 

And that’s strange… I’d probably feel lonely and desperate if I went to a different place. But it seems that I can clear my mind and process my feelings with no problems here. 

Hermes-sama was right in sending you there. You did find what you needed – a bit of peace in your final moments at the divine lands. 

You approached the stream and stopped at its shore, observing the lights reflecting on the water’s surface. It was impossible to stand there and not remember that day where you walked on the bridge and talked above the flow. The day you revealed your restlessness to Hades and he assured you of your right to dream. 

Why did he do that, anyway? 

And to think that, in the end, it would be thanks to a creation of his that you would find comfort after the unsettling episode at the party. Was it possible that he also considered the young women’s need for mental peace when he designed those gardens that way? How much of the human heart he must have known to be able to do this? 

How much of my own heart he could get to know if we spent more time together here? 

A low, rustling noise was heard over the grass behind you, different from the others you detected when you entered the garden. You turned… 

And felt your eyes getting filled with tears again when you saw him there. 

The ghostly, blue light descending from the trees and touching each spot of his figure – his gray hair; his garment, white from head to toe; the tattoo over his pale skin; his left eye, not covered by the eye patch, glowing in the penumbra, its lashes creating a delicate shadow over his cheek – they would make you believe you had a spirit before you, but you knew he was as tangible as yourself, with flesh and bones cradling the spark of his immortal life. 

And that only made him more beautiful. 

Hades walked toward you and all the feelings you experienced at the party’s room came back at once, grabbing your throat with monstrous strength. 

The first words said between you were his. 

– Hermes said I would find you here. I’m glad he wasn’t wrong. 

Despite your agony, you found it strange that he arrived so fast. And how did he manage to speak to Hermes before it? 

Ah, of course. He designed this place. He must know all the shortcuts and secret passages. 

Part of you was relieved to notice that no wrath or sadness was present in his voice, but there you saw same expression he had when you gave him back the hairpin, and that didn’t hurt you less. 

When he stopped in front of you, you swallowed, and no word came out of your mouth. There was a heavy silence, shared with the creatures of the garden that stopped their noises as if sensing the seriousness of the moment... which was broken by a sigh from him. 

He took off his eye patch, putting it on his pocket, then smiled. 

– Less scary, don’t you think? 

Your chest ached with the gesture, and your lower lip trembled when you remembered how you begged to leave Valhalla without seeing that smile, that face one last time. You hid your face in your hands and started to cry. 

Even after what I’ve put him through, he’s here, trying to make me smile. 

You didn’t see what happened next, only felt it: a pair of arms surrounded your body and brought you close to a warm chest, as a soft hand caressed your nape. Now, the only thing you were listening to was his heartbeats, and all you could think of was that you should have never run away, for things were going to be fixed as long as you stood with him. However, weren’t you supposed to leave now that you understood your place as a human? 

If that’s true, why do I feel like I’m going to regret it once I leave? How could I be able to leave when being with him feels so right? 

– I’m so sorry for all of this… – you heard yourself whisper. 

– What are you apologizing for? – he whispered back; and, making you look at him, – You did nothing wrong. 

You wiped a tear from your right cheek. 

– But, my Lord… 

– Please – you felt the tip of his index finger touching your lips – You already know my name. Use it. I’d like to hear it in your voice a few more times. 

A sudden, violent heat came up to your face. After what happened inside the building, you weren’t in conditions of denying him anything. And, since he was asking so nicely, why wouldn’t you do it? And you liked to discover it and even more to say it, didn’t you? 

– Hades-sama, what I did in front of your family... I embarrassed you in front of everybody… – you frowned in genuine confusion – How can you not be angry because of it, my Lord? 

Hades raised his left eyebrow, and the tattoo over it moved a bit. 

– Because you used your right to refuse something? Why would I be angry or embarrassed for that? 

– But I thought… All those looks… 

– Looks? Ah, yes – he sighed, then smiled, finally understanding the problem – We can be really intimidating sometimes. For this, I apologize. 

Before you could think of a reply, he offered his hand. 

– But, for now, we’re free from them. Let’s take this chance to enjoy our surroundings. We still have too much to talk, right? 

You put a hesitant hand over his, and this latter closed around yours with gentle firmness as he led you to the stream’s shore. There, he leaned on his right knee and rolled up his sleeves, wetting his hands on the flow. 

– It’s always in good temperature by this hour – he invited you to approach – Here, try it. 

When you knelt by his side, he filled his palm with water and gave it to you. Only after proving the water – so cold and refreshing that you felt like you were outside enjoying a summer night – you realized how your throat was sore and dry. Now, you sensed your strength coming back and your sight clearing up. 

Your voice came out stronger when you spoke, too. 

– It’s really good. Thank you. 

Hades smiled in response and you washed your own hands on the stream, then cleaned your face from the tears. When you finished the service, you sighed. 

– When your brother, Poseidon-sama, saw me, the first thing he said was that I have a decent face – you chuckled – I guess I lost all my decency now that the makeup is gone! 

That was his time to laugh. 

– Decent face... My little brother is not so good at complimenting people, I must admit – he took a pair of wipers from his pocket as he spoke; he gave you the first and used the other – But this is more than he has said about all the women he knows. He prefers to keep his opinions to himself, despite being a good observer. 

– Yes, he made that very clear! – you laughed too. And he did it in the scariest way possible, you added in your mind. 

His reply was preceded by a gesture that made you startle: with his fingers, he moved a thin, wet lock of your hair away from your forehead. 

– Still, I’m afraid that he hasn’t seen half of what’s there to see this time. He didn’t witness this smile, after all. 

If this was the way he found to praise your beauty, then Hades indeed had more talent with words than any of his brothers: persuasion was in each of them, so much that you were starting to believe him; just a little a more and you would be entirely convinced. 

And it was with no effort that he stood up and guided you by the hand to another part of the garden, one you haven’t seen the last time you’ve been there. 

In this place, on the other side of the bridge, the lights were softer, in something between blue and purple, hanging in specific spots, away from each other as to not disturb the moths, fireflies and other flying beings that had that corner of the garden as their home. In the middle of what seemed to be a clearing, a small fountain formed by a rounded bowl upon a column of white stone was bubbling with crystalline water; when you approached and looked into the bottom, you noticed the same purple light was present there, oscillating with the waves. Near this fountain, you found a bench under an arc covered in flowers, which white petals were turned into lilac thanks to the lights. You went there and stood in silence for a while, in respect to the living beings that were giving up their space and their privacy for you. 

Even your voices were lower when you restarted the conversation. You, by the way, were just waiting for him to be the first to speak, which didn’t take long to happen. 

– My nephew told me you asked his permission to leave Valhalla. 

You swallowed. 

– I did. 

His quietness was so heavy that, for an instant, you thought he wasn’t going to reply. But when he did, it was with relief that you sensed no change in his tone. 

– It’s understandable. You've been through many things these days and, right when you had the opportunity to relax, a new pressure falls on your shoulders – with his right hand, he caressed the top of your head, just like he did at the bridge – And most of this is my responsibility. I'm sorry for this. 

I can’t believe he’s apologizing. 

– You’re... sorry? 

– I asked my brothers to stay with you until I arrived – he explained – They didn’t know you yet, so they would identify you by the hairpin I gave you. Then I’d take you for a walk to some place where we could talk in private. Once we’d return to the party, we would enjoy the other girls’ presentations and everything you’ve been preparing, until dinner’s time. Speaking of this, I asked the elves to reserve a place by my side on our table – he curled a lock of your hair with his finger – My intention was that you enjoyed the party under our protection, but things didn’t go as planned, and you were the most harmed in this. 

You sensed your chest tight when you heard that. You had no doubts about Hades’ noble intentions when he made all those preparations, but maybe he hasn’t considered that the fact that you were human would automatically change your view on them: what would be a deserved honor to a goddess was just too much for you. 

Still, you couldn’t let him continue to apologize for doing what he believed was right, so you did what was probably your boldest action since you came to Valhalla: you took the hand he had on your hair and held it between yours, all the three resting on your lap, your fingers groping on his skin as you observed the black of his nail polish turn into a deep violet thanks to the lights above you. 

– Please, don’t apologize anymore, Hades-sama. You did nothing wrong, my Lord, and neither did your brothers. Each of them received me well and stood with me until the moment you found us, just like you requested. The issue lies in what I explained to Hermes-sama while he took me to the party: everything we’ve been experiencing in Valhalla, and how things are managed here… all of this is so distant from the life I have that it makes me feel... small. 

Your fingers, tiny if compared with his, closed around his hand with a little more firmness. 

– Despite everything I told you the last time we’ve been here, my Lord, this is something I cannot change about myself. I don’t want my dreams to have boundaries, but I could never ignore the fact that there are limits I must not trespass. No matter how uncomfortable my life becomes due to these limits, there’s no guarantee that what waits for me on the other side will not bring me more suffering. This is what we call knowing our place – you let out a sad smile – Maybe it sounds strange to you, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case. After all, this is part of the meaning of being human. 

– In fact, this is something I can’t relate to, but I’m glad you’re talking to me about it. It helped me to understand what happened – his hand moved between yours, his thumb drawing circles on your knuckles – Besides, I think it would be sad if you just left without saying goodbye to your friends or having the chance to learn more about your... about our dreams. 

Your hands trembled at those words and at his touch, which was extended when his other hand joined yours. 

– Speaking of this, Hermes hasn’t time to explain how it works, but even if he conceded his permission the moment you asked, you wouldn’t be able to leave until tomorrow. 

You gasped with surprise. 

– What?! Why...? 

– Why the surprise, my girl? – the smile he gave you that time was the closest to a smirk that you’ve seen in his face until now – You didn’t think you’d get rid of us so easily, didn’t you? 

You felt your cheeks getting hot. 

– I... 

– Y/n, there’s something about my dream that I haven’t told you yet. The reason why I know it’s connected to yours. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to do it, and I believe the moment has come. 

– Really? And what is it that you need to tell me, Hades-sama? 

– This: unlike you, I wasn’t alone among the ruins of Hellheim. In my wanderings, I found someone there. 

– Someone? Who? 

– A woman – Hades' eyes were fixed on yours – You.

Part X

[haruna-tsutsuji]

Soo i made my kny (kimestu no yaiba/demon slayer blog

main blog: @n0vatsu

look at my main blog for my other blogs lol

what i post here

kny content(either oc au or original universe or popular types of aus from kny yters like swap au or future hashira au)

my kny oc: Haruna tsutsuji Just call kny! Tsutsuji Haruna as its kny tsutsuji’s last name (did not came up with a different first name lol)

Upcoming oc arcs that she is in (unreleased so more info soon remember this is oc au so it is not canon and arcs are not in order)

|Fanmade| Sakura village arc (one of main arcs and might be a arc collab with a couple of mutuals of mine)

infinity castle arc (tsutsuji’s side)

sunrise countdown(tsutsuji’s side)

|Fanmade| Final selection arc (Tsutsuji’s final selection)

Hashira training arc(is a minor character in it)

Hashira meeting arc (tsutsuji’s first appearance in tanjiro’s pov)

NOTE: I DO NOT OWN DEMON SLAYER OR ITS CHARACTERS AS I ONLY OWN MY OCS IN THIS BLOG

Creator’s opinion

Favorite hashira(male): Muichiro Tokito (MY ONE ANY ONLY💖💐)

Favorite hashira (female): Shinobu Kocho

Favorite Uppermoon: Daki (upper 6)

Favorite arcs: swordsmith village, entertainment district, and infinity castle

Favorite kamaboko squad character: either tanjiro, nezuko, or kanao

Tw: oc spoilers ig??

Fun facts about Haruna Tsutsuji

Haruna is actually a demon(good one dw)

Haruna had an older sister until she sadly passed

Haruna is not really chatty so she rarely talks but whenever she somehow gets pulled onto a coversation, she just does the listening not the talking

If someone bothers Haruna constantly in a mean way she will try to walk away as she does not care but if they get a bit too far well, thats when she becomes a bit mean she might try to scare them off or just give them a cold face

She has very high speed, probably one of the fastest hashira

Her star breathing has 9 forms (She unlocks a 10th form in the future)

Note: I’m not shipping haruna with anyone she is not one of those cringe kny ocs that make everyone attracted to her you can technically say she is asexual

KNY mini comics

none so far

Collab Aus

Kny akira and tsutsuji feat: @space-lover-called-nxy-1134

OH AND SINCE I DISABLED MENTIONS CUZ I DONT WANT TO BE SPAMMED WITH TAG GAMES USE THE HASHTAG #tsutsuji’s fanart☆ WHEN YOU HAVE ANY FANART FOR ME

End of masterpost for this blog

[revvywevvy]

I’m not gonna stop you from your Cheerful Chip fan fiction

Matter in fact To be honest I’m always wonder what kind of wonderful improved artful art than the last art will be with you and Chip will be

It’s just that I’m think there is a certain sad wet cat waiting on the porch metaphorically saying

But beside that, Your Art has improved over the time and I am glad to have witnessed it

-H/B Anon

P.s. I don’t know if the wording color is for you ,for me it’s Black

P.p.s. How bout role swap, our beloved Himbo and Bimbo as Toons and their beloved Chelly as a Cog (a tall Chelly is something )

hiiiiiiii nonny~ hehe thank you very much for all of the encouraging words, I appreciate it so much!!!! <3 don't worry, misty will get the braincell soon. however. for now we have more pressing things to discuss. the role swap au.

You got me going again SOOOO much lmao- Here they are!!!! The poly roleswapped!!! Unfortunately Chelly. does not get much taller lol She's just a bit taller than the tallest possible toon species'. Chelly is based on those cute little vacuums with the little faces on them. You've seen those before, right? If not please look them up they're so cute.

I'LL WRITE ALL THE INFO UNDER THE CUT BC THIS GETS VERY LONG <3

Chip is a wolf toon, and Misty is a sheep toon! Both ideas were by my lovely friend @photon-crest-art whose input I appreciate sooo much!!! her ideas got me going foaming at the mouth crazy over this role swap even more than I already was SDHGDSGHDSHS also tagging @frostbite-the-bat bc they also hyped me up a lot while I was in the process of making all these!!! <3

When it comes to the whole override thing, Chip just. Goes absolutely wild at night sometimes. He's a werewolf!!! But. literally since he's already a wolf. this was also photon's idea thank you photooooon heehee <3

Misty has her weather powers still! So she can still change weather phases and essentially smite people with lightning if they make her really mad lol

Unfortunately both toons are outcast because of their respective 'quirks'. However, to their surprise, one person does support them through it all! They weren't expecting it to be this absolute nervous wreck of a cog who is, surprisingly, very very silly and toon-like! She clings to them like glue, but they appreciate it so much!! I feel like toon Chip and toon Misty would both be very sad very lonely toons, perhaps becoming more prone to bouts of low laff and poor health as such from such a poor mental state. However, they've got each other now and Chelly too!! Just like how the normal toon Chelly's health was pretty shit due to her mental state but improved having Chip and Misty around, she's now able to pay that love back ten-fold in this au!! Hehe it always comes back to 'love heals' with me <3

OH YES AND I WROTE CHELLY'S COG STATS!!!! a. and potential bossfight cutscenes. um. yeah. I went a little overboard haha. these cutscenes are uh. I think they're longer than the ones in-game??? I. don't know. I think they are. sorry not sorry >u<

Manager Chelly

The Mechanician

Location: “Pain, Pain, Go Away” Mechanical Clinic, Sunflower Street [Daffodil Gardens]

Cog Overview

Department | Bossbot

Position | Regional Manager

HP | 4800

Defense | 65

Lvl | 26.mgr

Lowest Damage | 25

Highest Damage | 31

Real Name | Eureka Numa “Chelly” Honeywell

Honorifics | Dr. / Ms. / Mx.

Employee ID | 01899

Likes | Tinkering, Cute and Soft Things, Comfortable Silence, Singing

Dislikes | Unwarranted Judgement, Violence (Most of the Time), Social Overstimulation

Content Sync

100 Laff Soft Cap (107 Max)

All Gags Permitted

Pink Slips restricted

Opening Cutscene 

The Toons enter the doors at the far back of the building, leading them to the real cog clinic inside. The Mechanician is seen speaking to a Flunky. Neither cog seems to notice their approach, as they are focused on their consultation while the Toons get closer.

“...and that should do it then, little sprout!”

 “Are you sure this is alright, Ms. Honeywell? Wouldn’t the Chairman get angry over that?”

At the Flunky’s concerns, the Mechanician fiddles with her hands. She shakes her head before re-addressing the Flunky.

“...R-Right. He may see it as ‘slacking’, but… well. You know how I feel about that. Just… try to heed my instructions to the best of your ability.” 

“Whatever you have the room to do, okay, bud? Remember, your health comes first.”

“Yes, ma’am! Thank you again.”

The Flunky begins to fly away, and with a nod, she sees him off.

“Of course. Come back any time!”

The Mechanician sighs, shaking her head.

“Ugh. You’d think that man-baby would realize sooner… without us all, he’s…-”

She trails off, turning upon noticing the Toons. She startles, letting out a squeak at their presence, but tries to relax herself to make conversation with them.

“Ah! T-Toons?! Uh- Ahem.” 

“Um… hello there! Are you… perhaps here for a check-up? I apologize, but… um, ahaha.. I-I only know how to treat cogs.”

“Unless you… have an appliance in need of fixing? I can do that too…”

The Toons get angry. The Mechanician pulls her hands up to her chest, taking a few steps back, clearly nervous.

“Eep! O-Okay, message received… U-Um… oh, look! Is that, um, a doodle pup?”

The Mechanician gestures behind the toons. The Toons turn around to look, all confused when they see nothing. The Mechanician begins tip-toeing away while they’re distracted. One toon looks back at her and exclaims as they see her try to sneak away. She yelps and breaks into a panicked sprint, running off into another, much larger room room further in the building. The Toons make chase.

She runs into a storage room and to an emergency escape door. However, before she reaches it, a stick of TNT thrown by a toon lands in front of the door. She startles and stumbles away from it before it explodes. The exit is now unusable. She turns, and the toons have caught up to her.

“Oh no… wait, h-hold on..! Surely we can talk things out civilly, r-right?! I… I really don’t want to fight you!”

The Toons refuse and begin to approach, the Mechanician backing up towards the wall as they close in.

“N-No, please!! I don’t want to hurt anyone… please don’t make me! I… someone, help!!”

The Mechanician reaches into her pocket, pulling out a panic button and pressing it with shaking hands. Once she does, two cogs promptly fly into the room, landing at the Mechanician’s sides. The battle begins.

Ending Cutscene (Mercy)

The Mechanician reaches to her power core, hand hovering over it shakily. She is clearly in immense pain, her panic now reaching a boiling point as she realizes how injured she really is. Suddenly, her hands clench into fists and she quakes through the pain, knocking the toons off their feet. The quake doesn’t damage the toons, however.

“STOP!!!! THAT.. IS QUITE.. ENOUGH!!!”

She shakes her head, pulling her hands to her chest protectively and looking at the Toons as they rise to their feet.

“Why…?! I’ve been clear from the beginning that I didn’t want to fight! But… B-But you just won’t LISTEN!”

Her hands rise, holding her head in distress.

“Wh-What do you even get from this… from hurting me?!”

The Toons do nothing.

“I… I get it. This war. It… must be so stressful on you. On all of you.”

“B-But… I’ve been careful… so, so careful!”

The Mechanician turns her head, looking away from the toons for a moment before turning back to them.

“I… I know we’re *supposed* to fight toons, but… I’ve never seen the point. All of this violence is ridiculous to me.”

“All I’ve ever wanted was to stay on the sidelines, and to help those who were hurt.”

“I mean… I’ve never even gone out and fought toons before, anyhow! ...So… why? W-Why me?”

The Toons do nothing.

“...Ah. So that’s why. You see me as a threat… because of what I do for my fellow suits?”

The Mechanician shakes her head in disappointment.

“Have you Toons ever put yourselves in a Suit’s shoes? A-At least… just for a moment?”

“If you did, you’d understand. I… I understand the plight you Toons go through.”

“However, you’re not the only ones suffering. Whether they fall low or high on the chain of command… we all hurt, just the same.”

She pauses, wincing in pain herself. She’s visibly twitching and glitching out.

“Wh-What, do you think we deserve for our pain to stick forever? That no-obody should help us when we’re hurt?”

“......”

“Could you i-i-imagine it yourself? Feeling like gravity’s about to crush you… i-into small, mushy, toony bits?” 

“Where… where all yo-o-ou can do is panic, and hope? Because, at th-that point, there’s nothing you can do? No way to mov-ve, or call out… or anything.”

“...You’d want your fe-ellow toons to help you when you’re hur-ur-hurt and scared, wouldn’t you?”

The Toons do nothing.

“...Right. I’d h-hope so. At the mo-oment it may be all f-fun and games… and I wish it st-stayed that way. B-B-But we.. all know that isn’t the case.”

The Mechanician sighs, twitching more heavily than before.

“...”

“W-Well… perhaps this experience has.. given you some food for thought.”

The Mechanician pauses, seeing an opening in the roof from the battle. She looks at the Toons one last time, expression saddened.

“Now… i-if… if you’ll ex-excuse me. Seems… this repairwoman… n-needs some repairing, herself. Please… if you can help it… d-don’t come back.”

The Mechanician moves to fly away, but one of the toons walks ahead of the group, pausing near her. She pauses, watching the toon for a moment, before nodding.

“It’s okay, I understand. I-I-IIIIIIIIIII-”

“..I forgive you.”

The Mechanician flies away.

Ending Cutscene (Defeat)

The Mechanician reaches to her power core, hand hovering over it shakily. She is clearly in immense pain, her panic now reaching a boiling point as she realizes how injured she really is. Suddenly, her hands clench into fists and she quakes through the pain, knocking the toons off their feet.

“STOP!!!! THAT.. IS QUITE.. ENOUGH!!!”

She shakes her head, pulling her hands to her chest protectively and looking at the Toons as they rise to their feet.

“Why…?! I’ve been clear from the beginning that I didn’t want to fight! But… B-But you just won’t LISTEN!”

Her hands rise, holding her head in distress.

“Wh-What do you even get from this… from hurting me?!”

The Toons attack.

“Gh-!! ……Heartless… y-you’re all heartless!”

The Mechanician pauses, seeing an opening in the roof from the battle. She looks at the Toons one last time, expression disgusted.

“I see now… w-why the Chairman insists we fight you T-T-Toons. You’re just as cr-cruel as some of those suits can be.”

The Mechanician flies away.

Notes

[Sorry no specific Cheats past the usual ‘Cog Capacity’ and ‘Lure Resistance’ ones because my brain is kind of melting right now lol. Also no specific damages listed with each attack besides what I already said above about the minimum and maximum for the same reason.]

Another note about cheats, I know for certain she’d have a sort of healing cheat. Knowing her personality she’d end up healing herself, her allies AND the toons. She just wanna be frens :(

Attacks

Guilt Trip

Water Cooler

Brain Storm

Rolodex

Her employee ID is based on the approximate year the first motorized vacuum was invented.

Excluding her nickname "Chelly", her first, middle and last name are all based on various companies that produce vacuums.

I was initially going to have it that all rewards could be used, but with how cog Chelly is, she'd do anything to ensure that pink slips wouldn't be used. She thinks the canons would hurt the cogs, or that someone, toon or cog, might get hit in the crossfire.

also that 3rd drawing, the transparent one. sticker :)))))))))))

[archive-angel]

@sleepless-miles mwa i love tag games and giving too much info on myself.

relationship status: taken

favorite color: the rainbow. i have a color wheel chart specifically for some of my favorite colors. ignore the sigils those are my souls

song stuck in my head: rev 22:20 by pucifer

favorite food: gumbo or sushi or ramen or lasagna

last thing i googled: "hammerhead cephalofoil differences" (autism moment)

dream trip (travel): a huge trip all around the states to see art museums and aquariums

anything i want rn: more room for clothes. i think i have a problem with keeping clothes but i love my different shit also my man is moving in soon and i have to put more of my clothes in storage bc he needs room for his clothes. crying sobbing etc. maybe a new apartment that allows cats and doesn't have roommates. in a state that allows hrt

tagging: i literally don't know any tags. @holyluvr bc adoration but the rest of you can just do it and say i tagged you lol

[applecheeks255]

MASTERPOST

Anyway, here comes info!

My tag for art is #apple get's artsy ! If you wanna find every art piece i posted, that's the way. You can also find through the Archive.

Watch out for the #suggestive tag!!

Where can you find me?

Socials:

Instagram | Ao3 | ArtFight | Cara | X

More oficial platforms on my Ccard.

Where could you contact me?

My asks are always open! But you can also DM me. I usually respond as soon as i can.

For a quicker response i suggest DMing me on my Instagram account, it's where i am more active.

What happened to your old account?

Got hacked and had to delete it :(

Do i take requests?

Sometimes i'll leave the requests open, i'll only do the suggestions i'm interested in though. But you can also pay me to do it, if you'd like... 👀

Requests [CLOSED] - Rules down below!

How to increase the probability of me doing your request?

Well, i am pretty multifandom. But the fandoms i'm mostly interested in doing content are: UNDERTALE, DELTARUNE, Friday Night Funkin, TMNT (2003, 2012, 2014-2016) and MINECRAFT.

And there's also animes, that may or not get my attention: Boku no Hero Academia, One Punch Man, InuYasha, Naruto/Shippuden, MobPsycho100, CardCaptorSakura, Kimi ni Todoke, Demon Slayer, One Piece. There's also a few other games, like: God of War (any of them), Fortnite (a bit), Overcooked, Hollow Knight, Celeste, Crash (of the Titans) and that's a few i can think of. I also enjoy DC, Marvel, Disney (besides being a little pissed off by them), Pixar, Barbie and DreamWorks... Yeah, there's a lot lol, and i probably forgot a few.

What are the requests rules?

Please don't send me the same request again.

The max is a second time. If i do comment that i deleted one by accident or something like that. Besides that, don't do it. If i take too long to do your request, i may not have had the time or i may not be interested in it.

Related to the first one, Don't spam me.

If you keep bothering me in the DMs if i took too long to do your requests, that goes without saying, but i will block you. If you're one of those bots wanting attention with art requests, i will also block you.

One request per blog/person.

You can request more than one thing from me, but only if your last request has been completed, or if many days have passed and you're sure i wasn't interested in your idea. That also is related to the last rule. Do not spam me with requests.

I will not draw anything NSFW related.

I don't do this kind of artwork. If you want something like this, go find yourself an artist to do it on twitter/X.

Requests are supposed to be simple.

I will not draw anything that challenges me too much. Requests are for training the habilities i already have and to also do something for you guys. Anything too complicated may be ignored.

This post will be edited and updated as if fond necessary.

[nerdishfeels]

Life update

Hey guys! Long time no see. Sorry I haven’t been active. Experienced a bit of a traumatic moment in July, so I took some time away (more info in the tags).

If you want to know how my reading has been, it’s not great. I am 12 books away from my reading goal and it’s almost October lol.

I did start a book on my Kindle called Song of the Forever Rain by E.J. Mellow which is actually good. But I still haven’t been able to finish it.

In the meantime, I’ve been playing some awesome video games (finished Scarlet Nexus and now playing the Tomb Raider series. I’m on the last one, Shadow of the Tomb Raider). I’ve also been writing a lot, mostly essays and short stories on Medium, so I’ll be sharing those soon on my writeblr.

From October, I want to get back into my reading game, so I’ll be compiling a list of books I want to read until the end of this year.

But otherwise, how have you guys been? What have I missed? Any awesome books you’ve read lately? Let’s catch up! 😁

[oops-prow-did-it-again]

I’m back!

So, I kinda quit using this blog a while back. There are some notes about it in my old pinned post and probably on my fanfics, lol, but basically, I felt overwhelmed by fandom and everything going on irl and I crashed. I just withdrew from like, everything. I still logged in on Tumblr but I just liked things to later view them with the boyfriend or laugh at them again myself.

Honestly, it’s not that fun, just doing that, and not really that fair to people who put effort into their posts like art, music, writing, etc., or even just people who are very passionate about a subject and may want it to reach others that are the same. Because I know I’m like that!

But anyway, this is going to be my new pinned post. So! (More under the cut, please keep reading!)

About Me

You can call me Prowess, I’m a FtM transmasc (he/him please)! I use this space to elevate my personal works, such as art or writing, while also occasionally posting about topics I am passionate about. I realized I was trans in 2020 at the age of 19 years old, in the midst of a pandemic and college fallout, so as you can imagine, I’m still riding the rollercoaster of emotions that come with that. I’m also ADHD... so expect some posts about those sort of things.

But that is hardly the focus! I am big on art and writing. While I am mostly obsessed with Pokemon, I am a lover of stories, and so generally, I love most fiction, even the really bad stuff. Along with my Pokemon stuff, you can expect posts involving ARK: Survival Evolved, The Tales of Miraculous Ladybug & Cat Noir, animated movies (Luca, Toy Story, Spirit - you name it, I probably love it), and plenty of other stuff.

While I have too many older posts to go through and try to sort out the unclean tags, going forward, I am going to use these sort of tags: subject (whatever the post is about, for example, Pokemon), characters depicted, media (whether it’s art, writing, animation, or a mix), and any warnings that may need to go with it (for example, cussing when stronger language is involved, or racism if racism is getting discussed, etc). Memes or one-off posts will likely be tagged with simply “memes.” While this is pretty true for most any blog, this is so you know if you need to block certain tags! For example, if you hate Miraculous Ladybug, you’d just blacklist ‘Miraculous.’

I will also reblog a lot of posts asking for help or boosting awareness. I will try not to inundate the blog with these, but as I will likely have to make a post asking for help at some point myself due to unfortunate irl circumstances, I want to pay it forward in advance. These will be tagged with simply “help needed!”

Below are some projects I’m working on + what you can expect from this blog.

Pokemon Retold

By far, my biggest project to date, is Pokemon Retold.

This is an expansive written anthology of all the pokemon mainline games as far as generation 8. Red, Heart of Gold, Omega Ruby, Platinum, Black, Black 2, Y, Ultra Sun, and Sword are all intended to get rewritten and posted on both my FanFiction.Net and Archive of Our Own accounts. I may also post some chapters here, but I admit Tumblr makes that difficult sometimes.

These stories are very personal to me, as I started writing them when I was struggling in college with undiagnosed ADHD, and felt like my life was falling apart and I was alone. I started writing a retelling of Sword, but the more I wrote, the more disappointed in it I felt, so I started writing Black instead and scrapped Sword altogether.

I’ve had some rough road since, but Black is complete, Black 2 is also complete, and Ultra Sun is (mostly) complete (but with plans to be heavily altered), while Red is underway!

WARNING: These stories can get DARK, and I would rather my readers be over 18. They are not dark with the intent to squick out or upset people, however; they are dark with the intention of exploring thoughts and ideas I find too difficult to think about directly. There are more personalized warnings at the beginnings of each story. With that out of the way, please just try and move on if you find yourself disliking a specific story or part of a story of mine... If you want to give constructive criticism, you are more than welcome, but tearing into me and my writing just because you didn’t like something helps nobody. Keep in mind I write these for fun and as a form of self-therapy throughout some of the worst years of my life.

Furthermore, I edit them a lot. And I do mean a lot. My FFN profile acts as a “changelog” for what has changed in the stories over the course of the time they’ve been posted.

Pokemon Retold posts are tagged “Retold.”

My FFN Profile

My AO3 Profile

Pokemon Retold: Black has been added to TVTropes! I honestly don’t even care that this person digs into it a couple of times, I was so incredibly flattered they took the time to do that at all. (But be warned the page does have some spoilers!) I have no idea if you enjoyed the story or not upon reading over that page, kind stranger lol, but I really appreciate that you took the time to do that nonetheless! <3

Creatively Destructive

This incredibly well-titled story is an idea I have for a retelling of Miraculous Ladybug. I know, I know - absolutely never been done before /s

While I know there has got to be a thousand retellings of this show by now, based on just how.... terrible, the writing is, I want to try anyway. Because I genuinely love the premise of the show! I’m just constantly disappointed by how it seems to never go anywhere with its plot or characters.

So, Creatively Destructive will be a fanfic, and when I have more information on it, I’ll post it under the tag “creatively destructive.”

Roleplays

Me and my boyfriend love to RP a lot. From Monster Hunter to Pokemon, we do a lot of different stories. Sometimes, I really get inspired by what we come up together and I want to share it with others! Be it quick art based on a scene from the RP or a quick rundown of what occurred in an RP, you can catch these in the ‘Prow RP’ tags.

Currently, we are having a lot of fun with an RP based on the Hoenn pokemon games that I am sure I’ll be posting about!

I may also be open to RPs with others in the future :> Don’t be offended that I’m not open to them already... I’m just a very easily overstimulated person.

The Ballad of the ARK

ARK: Survival Evolved is a lot of things. It’s an amazing concept, an open-world game where you befriend dinos and fight alongside tribemates against other tribes, or work together to survive the hostile environment. But the true tragedy of this game goes so much deeper than that, and I want to explore that in writing, starting with my story, my experience, and then graduating to where I think the issue primarily stems from. 

This strange memoir will be posted under the tags of “Ballad of ARK.”

Commissions

I hope to take commissions for art and writing in the future!

However, I need to figure out the parameters of what I’m willing to draw (and what I can feasibly draw), as well as what I can promise when it comes to writing, not to mention pricing.

That’s not to say I’m not open to ideas though! Feel free to message me/send me asks anyway and we’ll see if we can work something out. :)

Although I am not in a financial disaster just yet, I feel like I am not far from one. This is why I hope to try to build on commissions in the future. I know they will never support me, but I would still like to try to be useful and helpful to some. I currently live with my grandmother, having left my abusive home with my father, and although she generously allows me to live with her for the low cost of merely helping with some electricity and my own food, I struggle to remain abovewater financially due to difficulty finding work (thanks to issues with ADHD and physical problems following a bout with COVID in early January 2021).

If you would like to help anyway, feel free to subscribe to my Patreon, or make a one-time payment via PayPal. I promise no matter what or how much it is, your generosity is greatly appreciated!! <3

My Patreon

My PayPal

My Ko-fi

(Note that my Patreon is... very outdated and needs to be updated. I will do that soon!)

[derekgoffard]

Just saw your Colin post in the tags you said you're thinking about him ,,, I love your OC so if you have any braindumps or extra info I would love it 👀 ❤️❤️ He is such a fun and creative character, you wrote him so well

!!!!!!!!!777667!!!!!!!!!!!!! AGAWRAWWWAAHHG??!!!????? AAUGHHHH!!!!!!! OHH GOSH;; THANK YOU SM!!!!!! :']]] 💞💞💞💞💞💞💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 !!!!

Fr thank you sm for such kind words anon ;o; !!!! Haha it makes me feel so super happy that you like him!! :'] and the fact that you noticed those tags and went to send me this IS JUST SO NICE OF U ARRAGHHHH T_T !!!!!!! <3 !!!!!!!!!!!

Haha omg I get super rambley under the cut but TLDR I PLAN ON MAKING SOME MORE STUFF ON COLIN SOON HOPEFULLY!!!😭😭 Vuavhvahb!! Also, please take this particularly creepy Colin doodle I made 30 minutes before I wrote a final LOLGRK

Hehe I have been thinking about alot recently!! Haha while I'm basically constantly in a state of murderbabe enjoyer, the last month or so I've been like. RE FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE GENRE AND OC CREATION LOL! ( Ive also simultaneously been at the height of busyness in my life so I don't really often have the energy to act upon what I wanna make GHGLHL KA😭 )

I think I definitely wanna make a few posts expanding on some stuff related to Colin! ( especially about his dialogue patterns and personality because I feel like that's always been an area I've barley touched on with him LOL ) also!! I feel like I haven't drawn enough yandere...creepy.... weirdo Colin in my life so I had a few ideas with him just being WEIRD ASS LOL.

Haha I'm hopefully going to be getting more free time soon! ( I'm writing my finals this week 😭 ) but I atcually had plans to take the spring semester off this year so IM GONNA BE GETTIN LIKE....THE NEXT FEW MONTHS OFF GRAHHAHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHGRHHAHAHJBAJBWJBAJBABJAHHWBUBWJBEJBEJJWBWBJ!!!!

Lol I just scrolled up in HORROR to see how long this has become LOL!! 😭😭😭 I'm so sorry for rambling so so HORRIBLY LMAO but thank you again sm for such kind words!!! This made me feel so super happy to read!!! 🥺🥺😭😭💕💕💕

[zeawesomebirdie]

I hope I can still send you asks and you can answer them? Just to say that I'm trying to do the Snarry rec list but my memory is SO BAD lol there are a few I know have to go on there but otherwise? I'm going to have to reread so much fic..... Not that it's an imposition of course, but it does feel weird taking a look through my collection and realising 1) there are less fics than I thought and 2) I can't associate any summary to so many of the titles! Where has my Snarry knowledge gone!! Anyway I realise I forgot to rec you Diagnosis by MaidenMotherCrone for Tomarry fics, which is an error because I'm not sure I'd want to reread it but it's really a Whole Thing in an overall positive way. Also I never gave you the name of the absolute epic I felt weird reccing on main because there's some niche kinks in it? Obviously you don't seem like you open a 500k fic and come out of it a week later without having done anything else but read it, given what you've said about taking breaks in Pacify (which tbh fair. A lot of stuff happens there) so giving you a 800k fic series on top of all the rest seemed a lot you know :') but whenever you want, you know where to find me hehe. Anyway I'll go like brush my teeth and all, hope this sends, bye bye!!

Looks like I can still receive asks! Whether or not you’ll be notified when I answer this (and I guess, also whether or not tumblr will even allow me to post it,,,) still remains to be seen, but based on last night’s experiment with @’ing you, you won’t be notified. I’ll try to keep my reblogging to a minimum until you’ve seen this!!

For what it’s worth, I did send in another support ticket this morning, but I’ll update my pinned post with that info after I’ve answered this

There is no rush at all for the snarry rec list!! Take your time beloved!! I agree that rereading all that fic isn’t all that bad of a thing, but omg, it must be so daunting to have that list to go through, even if it’s shorter than you thought it was! I mean, I’m sitting here with 12 pages in my marked for later tab on Ao3, while entirely forgetting to read both the fic I currently have open and the books I have from the library lol, so I can def relate to having a list to read through. Just please don’t feel rushed or even obligated, you have the best recs but really it’s okay if I wait for it!

(but tbh, at this point I’ve read enough snarry that I feel like I could make an actual rec list myself, even if like 90% of my bookmarks have come from the @houseofsnarry discord. I might have to do that. No one has asked for my recs since I totally flubbed that one ask requesting my quiobi recs and I revealed that at the time I wasn’t really reading, but now I read so much more, even if it’s primarily snarry and irl books. Idk. I’ll have to think about it and also wait until I get un-shadowbanned, and also also I’ll have to read a little bit more so I can round out any list like that,,,)

Omg so Diagnosis looks like an absolutely incredible fic 👀 that summary, those tags!! No worries about not remembering anything other than the positive vibes, I’ve loved literally everything you’ve rec’d thus far and I’m sure I’ll love this too!

Feel free to drop the name of that longfic btw 👀👀👀👀 I don’t often go for fics over 150k unless they come highly recommended, but most of the time I do finish them really quickly. I got through Unrestrained by Lizzy00305 in three days, All the Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 in about a week and a half, and, while they’re obv not fic, I did read the first five HP books in 8 days, and then HBP and DH in about a week and a half. It depends on what’s going on irl and how into the fic I am tbch.

Rn it’s taking me forever to get through Transparency by oldesthuntress even though it’s literally my favourite fic of all time only because I have so much going on irl. My fatigue will catch up to me soon enough, and all I’ll be capable of doing (affectionate) soon will be reading and animal crossing, and even if I can’t read it for a little bit, I do have surgery right before Christmas which will mean only reading for a few weeks!

(for what it’s worth, I’m currently planning to save Pacify for after surgery, because tbch I think that’s the perfect read for when I’ll be stuck in bed for two weeks!)

But anyway! Yes please drop that link! No fic is too long if it comes highly recommended!!

All my love to you beloved, I hope the rest of your day goes well!! Thanks for stopping in!!

[mimibtsghost7]

Fuck you and all your little brain washed rats sending people hate because you cant take responsibility for your actions!! But go on stay silent like you always do, pretend its nothing of your business, keep being a fetishizing racist delulu like you love to be while pretending to be the best blog on tumblr!!!

NOT like anyone will see this but YOU will so LET’S GOOO!!!~~

TW: mental health and more (if you feel like this can trigger you, pls don’t read this, breathe in and out and listen to this HERE and remember I love you), loads of tea and Mimi NOT being a friendly and kind ghost. 

funny enough: 

I never pretended of said I was the best blog. But I guess the fact that you say it might be because you heard it frequently? Thanks for thinking so^^

I sent hate to no one and u r the one sending it to me rn ^^ In my whole 4 year journey on Tumblr I received a lot of love but also worse hate that you can imagine. Yes you are saying now you are receiving hate ... funny how it’s bad when It’s addressed to you but when it’s at me and my dear followers it is not. Still, I never told anyone to go hate on you. You were the idiot that tagged my old blog and as soon as my blog was gone pple searched me and found out you were the reason behind this. But as you keep hating on me. Let me tell you I am kind but don’t mistake that for me being a coward.

I am not into insulting others and I don’t care much if you insult me. BUT don’t YOU DARE touch my dear followers. Insulting ain’t hard. Let me try: The only rat here is you hiding in your hole as an anon. I went and compared your writing with this ask and previous hate asks. And it was you~ Good for you~ the sewers smell just like your filthy mouth spilling sh*t left and right. So on brand. However, I know who you are @hobisbeautifulass Hi ^^

Me racist? HAHAHAHAH you truly know NOTHING about me nor my ex-blog’s message. It was a place when you were welcomed no matter your skin color, religion, gender ... proof? well it got deleted thanks to you. but ask around this time and search for who reblogged my posts as they were always the top of the tags (even if I don’t trust how bad you are at research). I supported the BLM movement and still do and will always do but I did so veeery early without anyone telling me. Not for the notes but because of my humanity. I wished my dear followers’ happy holidays no matter their religions. And never cared about those things. Why judge someone on something based on religion or how they were born. As for the LGBTQ+ community, I was always and will always be there for love being love. I talked about mental health and opened venting nights. I helped left and right and when I was receiving hate because of people like you spitting lies about me. What did I do? Did I go online and called people bad? No. I looked back at myself and asked myself if I did anything wrong. I tried to educate myself and apologized sincerely when I had to. I read books and watched documentaries to learn how to become a better human. AND never repeated a mistake twice. You tend to forget that our cultures are different and sometimes you grow up to see some things as normal when they are not. This is not an excuse tho, so I always believed that I was lacking and if someone had something to say against me, there is a chance they are right and just in case I should reflect on myself. But for your case it was pure nonsense. ME? a stalker? how can I stalk when I have social anxiety and at that time couldn’t even leave my room? I am even afraid of taking public transportations and just the other days I was crying from joy when I took a taxi alone. they said I was in Japan stalking Jimin and Jungkook and took a pic when I was NEVER EVER was on that land. You put me on the same list as people who bought info about BTS’ flights to be on the same plane as them? I was stalked before and let me tell you it ain’t cute and fun. I am even scared of the idea of being followed. that’s why I never shared openly my age, country, or anything about me on my blog. that’s why I have no personal social media to this day and that’s why making my ex-blog was some sort of miracle in my life. 

Silent? yes I was silent when I received hate and didn’t even vent to my dear followers or pointed fingers. Why? because I thought as my day was hell I shouldn’t make anyone’s day worse. I was worried about my dear followers with mental illnesses being triggered. I tried to take my life so many times I lost count but I still came here and smiled. It was my safe place and you took it away. Yet, I should pity you? You hated on me first for no reason and you know it deep inside but right now you are trying to convince yourself that you are the angel and feel no guilt. Compared to you. I pointed fingers at no one and didn’t name you when my blog was gone. Why? because compared to you, I thought you will not be able to manage the hate and what was done .. I didn’t want you to suffer the same way I did when you are the one who made me suffer the most the past couple of days. But the kind Mimi is someone you will never remember because you dared touch the friends I love and calling them names. I don’t mind people insulting me but don’t you dare touch my people. I know myself best. My dear friends/followers know me best. I thought ... I could leave without this mess but you keep barking in my ask box and it’s annoying. I left this backup account just to talk to my friends and yet you are here to ruin things again? I should stop being kind to the ones who deserve non of it. I ignored you when I had so many followers and you went silent too because you were scared of me. But as soon as I lost my blog because of you, you went, edited and then reblogged that stalker post. How can I be a stalker? do you even know the definition of a stalker? do you even know shame? well .. I don’t think so.. you said it yourself. You are NOT ashamed (and you reblogged that so many time lol). 

Death threats? this is no competition but thanks to people like you I have been there and wish no one to be there not even you. The only difference is that you almost killed me for real. You were not the sole reason? Great job walking away from you beloved word: RESPONSIBILITY. And I didn’t get just anon hate, I got literal tagging by people like you, DMs, and people pointing guns at me. That’s why I didn’t mention you. I was worried about the one who took away what I worked for for 4 YEARS. I was more sad and concerned about the ARMY fandom here. Do you know how many rely on my updates? do you know how many people said I helped them? do you know any of that? do you think 200k people were “rats”? Do you think if I did and say wrong thing I will not be questioned by those people. I always told my dear followers: “friends, if I do or say anything wrong or share anything that hurts anyone please tell me. I am willing to learn from everyone.” But what did you know? what did you do? Well ..  guess you love notes? As the most notes you ever got and the most attention was when talking about me? 

Love how you talk about fetishing when my blog was what people call “family friendly”. I also like BTS. I love them for their music, talent, personalities and the happiness they give me. I also enjoy BTS’ bond and love their interactions. I posted content of all kinds of interactions JM X JK, JK X V, V X JIN, JIN X SG, SG X JH, JH X RM, RM X JM ... If you are calling this fetishing asian men just because I scream over BTS as a fan and love their bonb. Then aren’t you against the idea of being an ARMY? I was a clear OT7 and you were told that you weren’t right: 

 Then you answered this without even explaining the nonsense about me: 

idk .. I am trying to find sense in your nonsense so .. wait wait let me look at the definition of fetishism first. 

Fetishism /ˈfɛtɪ��ɪz(ə)m/ noun: a form of sexual behavior in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, activity, part of the body, etc.

Then .. judging from your URL alone hmmm ... cute. I won’t even talk about the SMUT you write that is full of kinks and fetishism. Well I have no problem with fan fiction but the irony you spit is out of this world.

Also, I made money out of mimibtsghost? HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH no lil one. I worked day and night for FREE. At some point when BT21 just came out and there were no products on AMAZON or anywhere but S.Korea, someone reached out to me to offer 20% off or something for my dear followers. When they asked what I wanted I said what about international giveaways for my dear followers. Basically, made gifs, found content, updates, analysis, edits, and so on for free. Again, w-wait .. Aren’t you the one asking for commissions? Well .. It’s not wrong. But again THE irony. 

So, I went to see that post you made about me with “PROOF” and it was just another person who was salty as I got them blocked I can’t even recall who they were but oh well. Their arguments according to YOU and many should be taken as FACTS just because they said them?  You said HERE that your first comeback was MOST:7 that came in just last year (2020) SO what the hell do YOU know about what happened years before you came when all the proof you pointed at where baseless without any backing?

Let’s see this so wise person you used to delete my blog and what I have done ^^

The gifs: There is a story to this. The first week I came to Tumblr, It was my first time on this site and the first time I share anything. I shared some content and my analysis had a lot of notes for a small creator that started just a week ago. But I made a mistake, I found a gif and posted it while crediting the gif maker. At the time I had NO idea it was wrong. I logged off and after 5 hours I log in and there was a WAR for that ONE gif. The big blog had me blocked and her friend was telling me to take it off. As soon as the person told me I did IMMEDIATELY and apologized againa and again and told them to tell the original gif maker to deblock me as I want to apologize directly and that they can block me after that. They did and I apologized but they just kept insulting me. Of course it was MY mistake and that’s why I apologized. But for them. for a mere gif (yes I say a mere gif because I made so many gifs and they were used on all platforms but I never thought it was necessary to hate that much on someone like they did to me). That blog was big and had big blog mutuals. Thanks to that, I became someone you do NOT become mutuals with but block and never reblog content from. Without any big mutuals. Without any shoutouts. Only my love for BTS, my dear followers’ support and my hard work.. My blog, became bigger and FAST (I got 10k in less than 6 months after I started) and that brought loads of jealousy and thus more rumors. Even if, I apologized and since then made my own gifs. And I made SO many gifsets that I can’t remember how many there were. What I can recall is at some point I made them daily and many times a day.

Ships Jikook? I posted content of ALL the members interactions. I was here at a time where Jikook stans and Taekook stans where always fighting. BUT I posted about both and even made so many posts to encourage loving all the members and all the interactions. I also used the tags solely used for shipping with other big tags to show that BTS’ interactions are all important and their bond is beutiful. That our fandom shouldn’t hate on a member just because they are not part of a ship we like. And wait .. even if I shipped Jikook? I got called ALL those names by someone who ship the members with readers and write sexual scenes? Like, wait ... I am truly confused. Like, write fanfic and do all you want as long as you hurt no one I guess but why am I getting hurt for doing non of it? Like according to you, the person you should be cancelling is yourself?! I am also not into cancel culture like you so hahah whatever.

Posted stalker pics: well wow the story changes each time. Next thing you will hear that I was the one holding a camera for a member in a Vlive lol. Let me teach you about this update thing I was doing. I follow accounts I trust and that’s how we get info circulating fast. I always do reasearch but sometimes mistakes are made. For example when lately people shared pictures of BTS leaving their virtual concerts and schedules. There was a watermark of a news outlet. Normally we trust those but only later we realized that those people stalked BTS. You clearly can’t know it all. But I still didn’t share many pics related to many events (I will not name those as pple can search them even now because some pple never deleted those). And all big accounts shared many pics then deleted later. This happens all the time but it happened like ONCE for me. However, I am called a stalker for that? 

When Jonghyun passed away ... I don’t even wanna recall that night as the memories just ... when that happened I posted about it and send my condolescences. that post had over 10k notes and was at the top the tag. Why did I do that? I was devastated. Yes, many were but I will talk about me rn: I was suicidal the days before that and one of the songs that I listened to when I was broken where by him. I has been in the kpop world since 2006. And learned about his group since their debut with ‘Replay’. I was never a stan but I still knew of many groups and listened to all the songs I liked. I was very sad when he was gone and ANGRY mostly. Why is this angel leaving? Why is someone like me still here? Why did I not leave instead of him? How much did he suffer? And in the midst I posted a post from twitter that stated how agencies usually put down pple with mental illiness and hide it in the industry. Yes, that was important but NOT at that time. I shouldn’t have posted that and I realized after 5 min of doing so that it was WRONG. So I deleted it FAST but it kept being reblogged and I kept getting hate and people telling me: “Go kill yourself”... the sad part is that I almost did as my answer was “true ... why am I still here?” I apologized and logged off then to this day won’t forget crying at 3 AM while walking outside next to my dad. I was outside as I couldn’t breathe anymore and the idea of seeing the walls of my room was hell. I cried and cried and the teary eyes that my father looked at me with are something I am ashamed of to this day. To add one more thing while I am spilling the beans. I hate learning about someone dying. My grandma passed away sometime before that and it was so shocking to me. and some people came and told me when I was mourning her: Go follow that bitch of grandmother of yours. And for what? At that moment I didn’t think I would live to see the next year but I went to therapy and took medecine that was hurting and made me shake all day just to turn somewhat sane. No one knew tho ... I smiled all day and cried all night.. Even on the blog I fought no one of the ones who hated me. I just blocked them but even that was an insult to them?

Again, you said no one should defend me. Yet, you were ready to fight whoever touched anyone around you. What about changing your URL to beautifulassirony

Also THE hypocrisy. If you are sorry then why are you answering an ask of someone isulting someone you want to apologize to? Just make a post wher you apologize or ignore it from the start?

One more thing but surely not the last. You said you were good with research which you are NOT. So, let me show you what an OG detective ARMY can do. But first, as I was scrolling I saw some of your “work” (let’s not even talk about those gifs) and I am just giving my point of view here: I hate how you painted Namjoon as this horny-idiotic-make-dog. Like I get it it’s a fanfic or Namjoon as a dad but ... Namjoon is such a smart man who is very respectful and ofc he is a human with needs like many but what the hell is this way of portraying a character? Also a character is not cool, amazing, and a strong woman just because they curse and belittle their partner. 

Oh well, only you kept reblogging that as it show 36 reblogs when only 33 as still there when I looked and out of those 13 reblogs are yours? (you might have reblogged it more) but again some people might have liked ... people have different taste ... so ... whatever. 

Let’s continue, shall we ^^. You said you were the victim here when I was the one getting robbed right? How can I believe someone who reblogged the post below and was proud calling themselves an abomination or how the Oxford dictionary defines it:  a thing that causes disgust or loathing. For once you weren’t wrong.

What can you expect from someone who has the “I am not like others” kinda mentality while stating relatable things that everyone goes through?

This is getting pretty long. So to sum this up. You are now telling others that hate is NOt ok and that they should be ashamed of themselves when you yourself is not ashamed of hating on me?

I am not the type that sends anon hate. I might ignore some barking but the past days you came and bite me hard. I face the ones I have to face without fear. I know I am not the bad guy here and I don’t care much what you think about me. Even BTS got haters. This says a lot. BUT do NOT dare talk badely of my dear friends/followers. You said you do research well? Start by deleting the post below that was originally by ME from your blog ... oh how meticulous you are. From your baseless receipts to your twisted logic. Indeed people on the internet can say anything and it will be FACTS. You painted me as the devil and painted yourself as this researcher? What’s next you receiving a Phd in ‘pity me’ after your MBA in lies and irony? Whatever~ 

Whaaatever~ Karma will have upcoming talks with you. No need for you to apologize. I never cared about you and you only got attention using me. But I am not here anymore how will you get that blog running now? Are you gonna add me in a fanfic next? No need for you to send me my appearance fee when you do so~ And no need for you to apologize to me just apologize to you conscience if you have any left.  As for me @hobisbeautifulass​ you are just someone I will forget soon anyway~~ 

And because according to what you said HERE when you described the things you hate about people and I thought that was VERY close to how you treated me. Thus, you might really not stand yourself rn.

Do.Not.Worry. BTS are starting the Love Myself campaign again and just in time for you to jump in (you are good at jumping to conclusions about me so I won’t worry about you). I know you don’t like me or my friends but be sure to love yourself at least ^^ 

You are a Hobi stan? Then learn from Hobi to share some sunshine not bring the storm. Have a good day~

[lisinfleur]

Movie Marathon

The request:

Author’s Notes | HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIS! I had to produce something for you haha I chose to make your request and I hope you like the little gift, but love, the biggest gift I can offer you is the enormous love I have in my heart for you. You’re always safe in my heart and one day, I swear, I’ll go visit you just for a huge hug, a brigadeiro volcano cake and lots of rainbow sprinkles. Love you! Universe | Vikings Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader Info | Modern Age AU, requested by and produced as a birthday gift for @honestsycrets Words | 1353 ⁑ Warnings: Explicit content, cursing.

It was the most important day of the year: your birthday.

And he had planned it perfectly in his mind!

Hvitserk knew that parties were not your favorite way to celebrate: although you liked to party with him, your birthday was a day when you liked to enjoy some chilling time.

So, he prepared a surprise for you in his apartment.

He set everything up to pick you up at 6 pm, making it look like he was doing something around a surprise party - something he knew you would hate, but would come just to make him happy.

Said and done: when he came to pick you up, you had that yellow smile on your face just as he hoped to find.

Everything was ready for his plan to be perfect.

"Hey, princess," he smiled from the car, making you feel even more distressed in your heart.

Shit. You wanted so much to relax and not be wearing that dress!

But you smiled, sitting next to him, trying to hold on to his beautiful smile and the happiness in his eyes as a support to move on with that horrible idea.

Hvitserk smirked when you sighed beside him as soon as he started the car, thinking he wouldn't hear the frustration in your voice.

He took you to his apartment, jumping on his heels next to your door before opening it for you to leave the car.

As a good gentleman, of course.

Oh gods, you thought. He was so, so happy!

How could he know you so little?

How could you break that happy smile on his face by telling him that you didn't like surprise parties?

Carry on, carry on, you forced yourself, watching as he opened the building, standing next to you in the elevator with the most anxious expression you have ever seen on Hvitserk's face.

"Close your eyes, love. And don't open until I tell you to!"

Oh damn ...

You were SURE that everything would be decorated with pastel ribbons, and your friends would be there, and his friends, and music, alcohol, and you standing in the middle of...

"Surprise!"

...his empty living room?

Your eyes looked around, stunned.

Hvitserk was unable to contain his laughter.

"You thought it was a party! Haha! You did it!" he laughed louder. "Fuck, love, I wouldn't do that shit to you."

His arms wrapped around your waist as you stared, amazed, at the beautiful home cinema he'd prepared for the two of you.

"I know what my princess likes most," he said, kissing your shoulder and the curve of your neck.

"Oh my gods!" you finally found your voice. "Hvitserk ... This is perfect!"

The room was empty. Not a single soul in his home.

Instead, his sofa was pulled back to make room for a huge and comfortable fluffy rug on the floor, where TONS of pillows and cushions formed the perfect place for you to lie down together.

There was an island of pillows at your fingertips with your favorite goodies. And his TV was pulled up, re-placed to become a shiny screen jumping off the black curtains that he placed behind it on the wall to create the perfect ambiance.

To be honest? Perfection was the right word to define that place.

Hvitserk released you only to turn off the lights and ask you to lie on the rug with him.

Your smiling puppy was so happy that his surprise was a success!

"I thought you might like it," he said, smiling as you laid against his chest.

"I loved it! It's perfect! It couldn't be better!" you answered.

Not realizing when his smile became slightly malicious behind you.

"It can always be better, love... Always," he said, turning on the screen.

And you thought your favorite movies were his way of making that moment even better for both of you.

The last thing you expected was that the films were nothing more than a distraction to take your attention away from the fact that his caresses were getting hotter and hotter.

You didn't notice when his fingers stopped reaching for the treats in the bowl to slide down your body, making you sigh for him, sometimes even letting out little moans for his kisses on the curve of your neck.

When did his hands invade your clothes? The gods know!

But you really didn't care about it anymore: his fingers reached your breasts.

Screw the movie! Your Hvitserk was growling right next to your ear, breathing heavily on your skin.

Sliding through your body like an insidious snake.

Now you could understand why he told you to put on that dress: it was easier for him to reach for HIS favorite treat in the middle of your legs when you were wearing it!

Tsk, tsk, tsk ... Treacherous puppy!

"Oh, fuck it!" there goes your panties.

And your self-control!

But who would be able to keep any of them with Hvitserk and his anxious mouth close by?

In a moment, the two of you were enjoying the movie. Then he was enjoying his favorite dinner, and you were a moaning mess with his tongue.

Your voice mixed with the lines of the film, echoing around the room in moans of pleasure, filling it with a cacophony of sounds that Hvitserk was anticipating when he planned that surprise.

Only then did you notice condoms among the treats in the bowl.

"Naughty puppy!" you exclaimed when Hvitserk stood up from under your skirt, smiling and licking his lips.

"Your goodies ... My goodies," he said, taking one of the condoms between his fingers.

Making your eyes widen.

Those were not ordinary condoms. Those were the "hot marathon" ones!

"Hvitserk!" you called him and he laughed, opening the condom and applying it to his hardness already exposed.

"What?"

"Are you planning to kill me? On my birthday ???" you squeaked, making his laugh even looser.

"Maybe," he said, climbing upon you.

"Babe..." you mumbled between his kisses on your lips. "The last time... It kept you on for three hours!"

"I have the package with three of those in that bowl," he murmured back, biting your earlobe before pushing himself into your channel with a grunt.

"Oh ... my ... fuck ... Oh, damn it!"

Hvitserk laughed at the way his thrusts cut your sentences, preventing you from speaking along with the warm feeling of that condom lubricant.

Hot for you, a little anesthetic for him - that shit helped Hvitserk's control to last longer and gave him the biggest series of your orgasms ever the last time the two of you tested it!

And now he had the package!

With three of them!

"And here comes the first," growled Hvitserk when your voice was lost in pleasure and you came around for the first time.

Punching his chest when he laughed at your tired face.

"Happy birthday, love," he murmured against your mouth, pushing harder just to hit your sweet spots with that instrument of torture!

You wanted to say thank you.

You wanted to say fuck you!

But your voice became a loud moan when he led you to a second orgasm almost effortlessly.

"Fuck," you groaned.

"That's the idea for the night ... Until we break our record, baby. I'm going to drive you crazy tonight!"

He would go.

Definitely!

Thank the gods, your best friend gave you a new cream of aloe vera that morning.

It would definitely be useful at the end of the night!

But you had nothing to complain about.

If you could choose the best way to spend your birthday night it would be exactly like this: hugging Hvitserk's body, feeling nothing but his skin, his lips on yours. You two becoming one.

"I... fucking... love you!" you managed to groan cohesively before he reached the third mark with you.

Laughing, he kissed your lips, touching your forehead with his.

"I love you too ... More than yesterday. Less than I will love you tomorrow. Every day I love you more ... And more ... And more!"

You smiled.

There was no better gift than his love. And it was yours.

Totally yours.

Forever.

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