#rip ong's drawing

[cloudyvulpine]

i hate it here how tf am i supposed to violently hate valentino to the point of watching episode 4 will raise my blood pressure but then ship him and vox like there's no tomorrow 😭 h e l p i can't be the only one

[sunthyme]

Hey chat, I cooked smth up...

Robinabi!!🕊️🌹✨

Real messy but ong I need more content for them. Robinabi people, come and get yer juice!!

For anyone that can't read my messy handwriting, Sparkle is saying, "Your wings are sooooooo much cuter than those chicken wings your bother has..." 💀💀💀 Rip to Sunday, sorry my boy. I'll draw up my headcanons for him as some point but I'm so torn about his redesign since his fate is still in the air.

[cosmicpoutine]

HAVE YOU SEEN THE PROMOTIONAL STILLS YET?! They have one with Ethari :D

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD ONG HEMSJWJWHKABQJA IM DEFINITELY GONNA RE DRAW HIM

my only complaint is that they made his outfit even more detailed rip aritsts

[trancylovecraft]

Hey I’m back. Sorry I’ve been gone for so long. I took a break from the drawing and then I went on a trip to Disney land for a week. Then I lost track of time of time and didn’t realize a month has passed.

But here is the second demon king drawing. As Amaimon drags reader to the next spot on his little sight seeing trip. Reader is just dead after going to place to place for the past 12 hours straight.

Reader represents me after the week long trip to Disney.

IWOJGOIUGHOEIRHGUIOHNU GOING FERAL OVER THIS DRAWING FR OMG??!?!?!!?? DW ABOUT THE TIME CAUSE THIS IS WORTH ITTTTTT <3333333333333333

Ong im in love with the way amaimon is just dragging reader around (RIP) and ong i dont even think he'd realise reader was dead until she started to rot 😭😭😭😭

BUT OMGJGUHTGTIUGHIURTH THANK YOU SO MUCH!??!?! i love fanart so much omg- HOPE YOU ENJOYED UR TIME AT DISNEYLAND THOOO 😭😭😭

-TML

[royallygray]

@periwinklepaint

Question 9 from this post:

How do Pearl's moms feel about their daughter being a villain? Do they even know?

Pearl's moms (Fern and Saoirse) knew because eventually it was getting suspicious how late Pearl came home and how weary she looked, and how she'd complain about a pounding headache.

This pounding headache is not only from dehydration and adrenaline, but also from Scott SCREAMING at her because their soul ability is telepathy, and they can hear each other's thoughts no matter what. And when Pearl goes on her escapades and gets caught by people and has to fight, Scott gets that level of adrenaline because he can see through her eyes and the only way to ignore what she's doing would be to sleep, and Scott has insomnia. Doesn't help that Pearl is mentally screaming while she's fighting people.

Scott loathed Pearl's vigilante days.

Also their relationship has been a blast to imagine because ong they're ASSHOLES to each other. If they didn't break their soulbond at least one of them would've fucking died.

And eventually, when they grow up, they have a business agreement and honestly it's kind of wholesome. They're like that classmate that you nod at in the hallways bc you respect them and you've got some sort of unspoken relationship but you're not actually their friend you're just mutuals bc you share a friend.

Anyways. Back to Fern and Saoirse- well actually back to Pearl. Pearl's motivation for becoming a vigilante (at this time) was to investigate the state of the Underground and also the heroes. She wanted to make sure that the world would be safe for Jimmy when he became an adult and couldn't rely on everyone else anymore.

So Pearl snuck out each night, or like lied to her moms to say that she was going camping or smth. And her parents don't have a reason to distrust her.

At this point, Pearl isn't Worthy (this is part of the magic system, this doesn't say anything about her inherent worth as a person), so her magic is not obscenely strong, which gives her a disadvantage, because tons of people teaming up on her doesn't give her that much power.

She goes to the Underground and asks about the Canary. And since she's a new face, a lot of the time she gets ripped into by the people who just want someone else to pick on and take their shit. Pearl ends up always escaping by the skin of her teeth, especially since her soul is like "WE ARE IN THE MOST DANGER EVER AND Y'KNOW WHAT OUR SOULMATE ISNT" so her soul starts drawing on Scott's magic. At this point Scott is training to be Worthy because he thinks it's cool, but he isn't yet, and so he just does not have the extra limitless magic.

So ice practically explodes from Pearl's hands and she cannot control it because it's not her power, and Scott can't control it because he is in so much goddamn pain.

Anyways. Pearl escapes the Underground and ends up returning, fighting more people, and her reputation as a vigilante is well known in the Underground.

Pearl's motivation is that she NEEDS info on what people's plans for the Canary are. She also desperately wants the original phrasing of the prophecy, which no one fucking has.

Okay so now back to Fern and Saoirse. They notice that Pearl has injuries and is constantly wincing (from her injuries and also Scott's internal thoughts and sheer pain and panic because he's worried that she's going to kill herself). And they're like "how was camping" and Pearl smiles so fucking fakely and she's like "it was great!"

Also Pearl is in high school at this point.

And at some point there's a news report of a vigilante that they call Roach because they just keep popping up again and again in the Underground and they've sent a hero to take care of her except like. it didn't work because the Underground is hostile as fuck to the heroes. They were ready to kill the hero, where Pearl's just a vigilante that they don't actually intend to kill.

And the days that Pearl goes camping align with the dates that Roach invades the Underground.

So they ask her about it. And she's like nervous and like "and if I did?" And Saoirse is just like "It's cool but like why? Have you no self preservation, wingling?"

And Pearl grimaces and is like "Im looking for the prophecy."

Also Grian is awesome at eavesdropping so he hears this entire thing. Jimmy's at a friend's house or smth.

Also it is fucking pouring right now. Like at my house. Irl. The rain is pounding on my roof. Like PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT WHERE IS THE THUNDER

anyways lol. Grian confronts Pearl soon after and she's like. "Gri. I don't wanna talk about it." and so they just have this truce.

Fern and Saoirse basically tell Pearl to be safer. Don't die. She's an adult (senior in HS, 18) and they don't want to restrict her, even though that's dangerous AF. Shes capable of making her own decisions. And then Saoirse just looks at Grian who was perching above them that Fern and Pearl did not notice and Saoirse's like "You. are a junior. and while that is not that much younger than Pearl, you are not under any circumstances going to become a vigilante at this point in your life." And Grian nods.

So Fern and Saoirse (and Grian) keep Pearl's secret. And they help patch her up. Fern helps her think of ways to break in. Grian does too. Saoirse cracks jokes and lightens the mood and helps glue them together without as much tension.

Saoirse also tells stories. And it lightens the mood and just. I love Saoirse.

So yeah. Fern and Saoirse do know. They even help with planning.

However, when Pearl becomes Scarlet, and starts committing active terrorism, they still hesitantly let her into their house. They still love her, and Pearl tries to hide the worst of it from them, but they know the news.

So they tend to ignore her villainy, but Grian asks her about it. And she tells him. And Grian knew that he wanted to become a vigilante from when Pearl first told them, but he does not want to fall like Pearl.

When Lizzie (and Joel) come back for the summer (Lizzie goes to a boarding school thing. EEP. Empires Education Program. Joel goes there too.) Grian tells Lizzie almost everything. And Lizzie already knew that she kind of wanted to be a hero, but if they had to have her records and identity and shit, it'd be terrible because she's related to the villain Scarlet, the empress of the Underground, and also the Canary. So she and Grian made their debuts at similar times.

Thanks for reading this infodump :]

ANYWAYS. TLDR Fern and Saoirse disapprove of Pearl committing terrorism and shit, and hurting people, but they help with the more technical stuff and plans that don't hurt anyone. They do know.

I think I answered the question.

(Peri thank you so much for the questions I'm currently also working on extending answers for questions 2&3)

[lawrence-gowan-fanblog]

"The Strange Animal in [Digital] Pencil"

What started as a quick doodle before bed became a lighting study, then a full-blown digital graphite piece.

I did not realize how *hard* it was to try and draw Gowan's shirt graphic details by hand, so I had help with one of the lightning element brushes I have in my arsenal. (If that's cheating, I guess I'm guilty)

The original Dimo Safari shot is normally seen in the centre of Gowan's Strange Animal album's gatefold cover - BUT the one I referenced from was actually ripped from a magazine(I put it in the comments)

Done in about 2 hours on my laptop in SketchBook.

Art (c) Illia St. Onge 2023

OG Photo (c) Dimo Safari 1984

Get it on stuff here

[pretty-pink-seaslug]

Finally finished that short lore comic! It’s 2 pics styled like anime caps but whatever it’s for lore purposes and still a comic in my eyes

The First Encounter

Ayyyyy it’s finally finished! The teaser I posted literally 2 weeks ago! (Wow that time flew by but also didn’t time is so strange)

For context: Crystal here is fresh out the hospital, and on her way home has a breakdown in the middle of a park when she’s alone, being crushed under the weight of the traumatic event that happened before she went into a coma for 3 days (still don’t know if 3 days is realistic or not for head trauma) and knowing she’ll come home to nobody to be there for her (her father’s overseas for whatever he does, he leaves overseas a lot so she’s home alone all the time, she’s used to it and likes the freedom of being home alone but sometimes it gets lonely 😔)

Madre however, through some magic means I haven’t thought of yet, senses the traumatic event happen and that Crystal’s heart is shattered, and takes this moment as the perfect opportunity to... ‘polish an undefined jewel’ (😈) and from this point forward, Madre acts as Crystal’s caretaker! Unofficial because she hadn’t stepped foot in that hospital once to confirm anything— She just kinda inserts herself into Crystal’s life at this time, which Crystal accepts because, well—

Some things about this art + the moment itself!

Madre is in a human form here of course, you would just walk up to a vulnerable new heartbreaker lonely 14 yr old girl as some sort of humanoid creature and expect her to let you in her life—

This was kinda used as angle practice! I drew the 1st frame before I even really started the 2nd because for the 2nd I was planning to use a pic of a 3D model at an angle (MagicPoser) and then couldn’t put my artstyle over it too well, so then I went to my sketchbook and proceeded to try and draw an angle by hand!

After this scene you’re seeing plays out, Madre helps Crystal off the floor, wipes her tears, gives her a few words of praise (stuff like how much potential she has although is very vague about what she means by this, how pretty she is, how strong she is for bearing it all to this point, etc. you know as one does—), and walks home with her (to Crystal’s house of course)

At Crystal’s house is when Madre introduces herself and tells Crystal how she’ll be here to take care of her ‘as long as she can’, Crystal asks more questions about her like where she came from, how she knows who she is, and why she’s here to take care of her, to which Madre responds with “I just happened to walk by and I saw you on the ground” and “I don’t know you too well but I know your name from volunteering at your school once” (she never once stepped foot in her school) and “You just came from the hospital and you’re all alone, I wouldn’t leave someone as sweet and hurting as you to bear with the pain like this 🥺”

I wanted to emphasize a feeling of (unintentionally) blocking everything else out in the shot with Crystal looking up, to do this, I made the vignette of the frame a bit deeper, while also having nothing but her, the ground she collapsed on, and the shadow of Madre looming over her, I also had the path fade out a bit too!

Incase you’re wondering why a tim couldn’t just hop in and lead her to the theater, there are 3 separate reasons I’ve chosen, so believe whichever you want because they all work!

🧿 Reason 1: Madre, after the event happened and Crystal was in a coma, did some magic she does with whatever Heartbreaker she’s looking to hire, where she basically cuts off the portal to Wonderworld from your view, lol rip Balan, not boutta get this visitor Madre called dibs—

🧿 Reason 2: the same as reason 1 except you can still see the theater, but it no longer has its aura of wonder aka the power to pull you in, so basically you just kinda see the entrance of some rundown looking theater, and well, who’s go in a theater when you’re on the verge of breaking down cuz not me that’s ong

🧿 Reason 3: The theater won’t let itself appear until you’re in a state of functional physical health and aren’t on the verge of breaking down, basically you have to meet a kind of “okayness” requirement for the theater (or Balan himself) to decide the pathway to being even more ok is open lol

To define the closeup angle on Crystal’s frame, I made the closeup lines thicker than the lines on the bottom! Something I learned to do maybe 2-3 years ago by just kinda copying certain animes

Aaand that’s it for the post! If I don’t have a lore tag already I probably should make one—

[ongnable]

welcome to another episode of  wanna one pictionary

[freezorii]

I gave into my urges and played tower of fantasy😭

[happytroopers]

Boba Fett season finale shit post

Spoilers below. Obviously.

Rip hot twilek your 6 minutes of screen time will be duly forgotten

WAIT THEY KILLED MAX REBO

Fuck the Pykes man

I can tolerate space drug trade but I draw the line at killing renowned jizz musicians

God Fennec Boba and Din in one shot now there’s a sandwich I wanna be in

Many thoughts and yet none at all just sin

Not them trying to redeem the mayor

“I have an idea to draw Fett out.” I’m sending g that there’s the inspo for a new WAVE of self insert fanfic

XWINF

Luke coming to help his boy toy???

The child????

YEP

That’s artooie:)))

THE BABY

Wait can he drive

Me and PELI are on the same page

HES SO TINY

BRIGHT EYES

R2 s like we’re on a SCHEDULE

ME TOO PELI ITS A TERRILBE NAME

WAIT DID BE CHOOSE THE SRMOR

Is he dropping out of Jedi school

If so I’m gonna have to start kinning baby Yoda

Goth Wookiee :)

Someone’s gonna sneak up on them

Din stop being so sexy

God boba in his armor is so sexy

This is the showdown we wanted in clone wars

Star Wars-issficstion of southern idioms

Ok but two of them are wearing beskar and u are not

Boba said “no 💖🖕”

Why do I feel like fennec is gonna take the brunt of this

Fennec being the sexy voice of reason as always

“Ur going soft in ur old age” as if Bane isn’t fucking ancient

I love my little beuqacratic wiggler

Yep just as I fucking thought

NOT GOTH WOOKIE

I don’t appreciate them ripping my found family trope to pieces

So that augmented eye is very helpful to his aim huh

Not the water waste

God I love her

SHES SO SEXY

Lil punk said lesbian panic!!!

The only woman I would call Mommy

The last time Din got trapped in a blown out bar, it didn’t go well

We love a loyal bestie

More self insert inspo “I’m with you til we both fall”

WIGGLER SAYS I DONT WANNA DIE HERE

NOT THE EDUCATION ELITISM

He said I’m not afraid to pathetic

Is he not gonna read that first

What if it just said “fuck u losers”

Yay space slurs!!!!

Pls be inappropriate

“Nothing 💖”

Creative writing king! He wrote that so fast

Jet pack hotties

INLOVE THE KNEE BLASTERS

THE SLUT TURN DIN J LOVE U

Overkill a lil boys???

DIN WHY ARE TOUSING HR UNARMORED HANDS RO GAUARD UR BESKAR HELMETED HEAD

Awww yay :)

Can y’all imagine like living in this part of town??? Just like, trying to get brunch, and this shit happening.

No the moped!!!!

YES CITY FOLK COUNTRY FOLK FISCORS

Disapproved dad says save it

GOTH WOOKIE

Din’s thighs :)

Oh no

Hey maybe we should start shooting now

Yes start shooting now that they put their RAY SHIELDS up

Ahhhh clone wars nostalgia

Goth WOOKIE said show off

Well that was a waste of a missile

Quick mafs

“You’ve run out of friends” me too boba

God I love this man

Both of them actually

Hey maybe let’s not just run in a mobbed straight line guys????

There is one droid chasing you and approx 60 of y’all

Slutty lil spin there

Din is so fast ????

FHE HAMMER TBDKW

Bonk !!!

She’s gonna show that baby and dins gonna be like “YOU BROUGHT MY SON INTO A BATTLE ZONE????”

I fight usually leads to dying

They’re in love

THE IMMEDJATE FARHER PANJC

FBE HUG ONG Y’ALL IM CRYING

HES SK HAPLY TENDER AND SOFT I LOVE HIM

Fave dilf

HE CAUGHT HIM

Not the tooth!!!

YES YES YES YES YES

Zillow beast vibes

Boba lemme sit on ur lap while you ride

NO NO NO

ok that was hot

Remisnent if genonosis Kenobi

YES BABY DO UR THINK PROTECT HR DAD

ARE U OK

Boba u are so hot

They’re in LOVE

But fr fr city x country makes the best pairing

Imagine if that was ur house

Boba I demand reparations

Who is the lil pretty boy we keep seeing

NO BO NO NO NO

Not mysmotinal support space beast!!!!

They’re gonna date!!!!

Wiggler x PELI!!!!

YES INWAS WAITJNF DOR ONE OF THEM TO GET EATEN

I doubt they’ll kill off Bane. But liek…. What if they did

Also that’s ANOTHER problem for the city

HOODLUMS

HEY YO

Mmmm Jango ment

Just grab his little face tubes

YES STICK STUCK STUCK

Oh maybe they will kill him

Makes since tho he’s like OLD OLD

He’s wAs old in Clone Wars

Oh nvm he’s def not dead

STOP SOOTING HIM

Ok now for a King Kong parallel

NO NOT THE BALL

ok that was hot Din

NO NO NO NO

KID

HIM LITTLE WADDLE

HIS EARS

HIS EYES

How to train ur dragon parrlell

CLONE WARS KENOBJ PARALLELL

HIM LITTLE HANDS

NAP BUDDIES

Found my new screen saver

Yay decaptiated heads are back!!!

They should hire a tourism director

YES FENNEC FUCK IT UP

So sneaky :)

NOT THE REN FAIR MUSIC

Rip to the ham guards

THE TAPS

truly encapsulated what having a toddler is like

I LOVE THEM

Is there an end credit scene

Just realized that in the choral grunting they’re saying Fett- I’m an idiot

Yep end credit scene

I swear if it’s bane

COBBY BOY

Boba quit modifying ppl without their consent!!!

[gaylittleinnkeepers]

azzie watches naruto — episode 4

Omg! Near Murder

(notes: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

i just realised they always have the same clothes on ALL THE FUCKING TIME ahaha

i just realised naruto and sasuke have a Deep Moment in the intro ahaha they should kiss (again)

naruto and sakura’s beef is something i live for

AHAHA DONK

n e wayz OOH PRETTY GUY

LMAOOO “i hate u”

ohoho kakashi

HE IS THE DRY ASS MOTHERFUCKER PEOPLE ALWAYS WARN ME ABOUT

rAmEnNnnNnNnn

sakura is also being a simp ahaha

sasuke is an emo ong

i think he and juleka would totally get along LMAOO SOMEONE DRAW THIS

sakura is such a hothead shed be perfect for imogen omg

kakashi i-

NARUTO CALM DOWNNN

*cue the taylor swift music*

new hc naruto listens to taylor swift

EXERCISE OF LOVE I CANNOT- SAKURA-

oh i always skip breakfast this would b easy (ish)

sasuke just looks good- all the time- wtf??

how does he do the hair??

yOuRe LaTeeEeeEeEe!!!

ding dong bells haha

theyre like catbells

oH i used to have an anklet with bells on it so my mum knew where i was at all times lmao

cause id always wander and get lost

k a k a s h i

a REAL ninja!!!

HOW COME THEY CAN ALK JUMP LIKE RLLY FUCKING HIGH WTFFF

ong its iruka sensei!! and lord lesbian!!

sasuke the bush

sakura the bush

naruto the- the boy-

G O O F

MAKE OUT PARADISE???????? WHAT KINDA BOOKS DOES KAKASHI READ OMG

naruto is literally as dramatic as my brother lmao

RIP NARUTO’S ASS AHAHAHAHAHA

its not a ninjutsu its just a stick up his ass

naruto just sinking to the bottom BISH SWIMMM

oh man kakashi is GOOODDD

KAKASHI HAS NEVER HAD ANYONE PASS- HE KILLED THEM???

kUsSSAA - thats what the demons in demon slayer always say hahaha

SHADOW CLONEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

kakashi’s slight eye widen ahaha

OOFFFFFF KAKASHI GETTING BEAT

NARUTO IS SUCH A SMARTASS AHAHA

GOOD BOIIII

OH FUCK HES GONEEE

wawwwww naruto i-

OOOO KAKASHI IS ALSO A SMARTASSSSSS

OWO KAKASHIIII

yOu FoOL

the way it translates to “i say!!” like how the old british men say it ahaha

@mantabanter ALL IN ALL, awesome episode! a bit drama heavy but i love drama so im drinking this juice yk yk

i made the, self insert naruto oc, shes seven and iruka is probably aged up to like 27 or something

single dad yk yk

shes a chaos ball, pretty much me (self insert FOR A REASON)

even tho shes half my age anyway

BYE

[stilesks]

part 8253736 of rose being an amazing gf

if anyone besides netra sees this pretend u don’t,,

happy new year u weirdo,, love u sm and im so glad to have met u<3

heres some fic recs bae

☹️ fluff

🤩 angst

👩‍🍼 smut

don’t question the emojis netflix🙄

timmy

this wasn’t in ur list but i fell in love w this

andrew spidey<3

secrets and skateparks (☹️)

this is called pictures but it should be called fuck peter parker (🤩)

itsy bitsy spider (☹️)

ur not peter parker part two (☹️)

cookies and a wounded vigilante (☹️☹️☹️)

spidey club (sickeningly cute)

coffee run (☹️)

you aren’t gwen (🤩)

IDK THE NAME OF THIS BUT I FELL ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE W IT ONG (SO FUCKING CUTE) (just realised it’s called crush)

lost and found (🤩-☹️)

another time (its super angsty but a lil fluff)

the five w’s (so fucking cute)

undeniable chemistry (☹️)

okay that’s enough for him jow hc i cant find my other faves over the timmy ones smh

sirius black bc i haven’t found any good ben ones yet

collide (☹️🤩☹️)

let go (im not sure)

how to fall in fall in love; for dummies (i’ve been gatekeeping this for so long rip,, a bit of everything)

i don’t have anymore rip,, i’ll go start on the drawing since i have four more hours mwah<33

[the-named-anon]

Have my triangle gang™️ and shape-shifting blob while I try to get my drawing juices flowing (to finish Rox’s request)

Anyways here’s my quick doodles of my gravity falls ocs that I’ve done literally nothing gravity falls related with

Close-ups, a colored drawing and re-written text below cut off:

Here’s a close up of the triangle trio and Penny-Anne!

The arrow pointing to the weird cap is “paper boy cap” idk how to draw a smaller one haha

Yes, Llelbi is the grey guy’s name, I didn’t write it wrong (pronounced “lel (le as in letter and L as in how you say the letter L) bee”)

The text he’s saying is “t’s ben to ong” (it’s been too long)

Samuel I normally draw having his tounge out but I decided not to

“what took ya ssso long”

Some things about them!

Llelbi has a specific way of speaking, there is a pattern to which letters are removed from words.

He was created by an attempt at drawing bill cipher with my eyes closed!

Samuel I made when I was trying to fill space in a drawing

He likes gore-y stuff and doesn’t care to create limbs (unless he wants to hold something)

He was originally drawn holding a bloody skull but I decided not to do that here (haha….)

You can probably read this one but,

Lily’s the iconic trashed self-insert oc ((omg I put the wrong name))

I forget if she had a hat though

Yes I had to draw bill here.

“You really liked me huh? Making rip-offs…”

Here’s a colored version of Penny-Anne!

That blurred out thing was me trying to figure out how to draw her with a “raised eyebrow”

She has no shape or color and she can look like anything/anyone! Their eyes will just look like hers or it will have eyes (hidden ones, mind you)

Idk why but I liked (and still do) drawing them talking to me… kinda cringy looking back on it… reminds me of that post of where the old fandom writers would write the characters talking to them….

I only do it with these guys though :/

[kaz-of-ketterdamn]

Seven Devils (In My Heart)

A/N: Here is chapter five of the fic I wrote for the GVBB, which was hosted by @grishaversebigbang!

Corporalki: @infinite-cats

Summary: Kaz, Inej, Jesper, Wylan, and Nina hadn’t seen each other for years after they broke into the Ice Court, retrieved Kuwei Yul-Bo, fought to get Inej back, and drove Pekka Rollins out of business. They never spoke about what happened–not to anyone–and they never planned on it. The truth was, even though they had told each other they would stay in contact with one another, they had long since forgotten about the promises they’d made to one another when their emotions were running high after everything that happened. It isn’t until Inej catches word of unrest in Ravka that she returns to Kerch, where she plans to inform Nina of the new development, that the group, at least some of it, is together again. While Inej had planned on leaving again as soon as she’d spoken to Nina, her plans change once she catches wind of a new threat here, in Ketterdam. With danger surrounding the group, they are drawn back together, and while facing this new obstacle, hidden feelings come to light and many truths are revealed.

Previous parts: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

ao3 link: Seven Devils (In My Heart)

Chapter 5:

Kuwei

Kuwei came to slowly, his head fuzzy and pouding. It was only when he tried to move but found his himself bound to a chair that his grogginess seemed to dissipate, his mind overtaken by fear. Suddenly, he was very much awake. He was awake, and he was panicking. Looking around, he saw a room similar to what he imagined Kaz’s office would look like if he was a merchant instead of a gang leader. There was a large desk before him, and an empty chair next to him. A large safe sat in the corner, and a plush velvet sofa was pushed against the wall beneath an intricate painting of the ships docked at Ketterdam’s harbour. His eyes darted around nervously, searching for anything that could tell him where he was or how he could get out, but the room had no windows, and the only way out was through the door. Not that he could even get there, with him being bound to a chair and all. As he looked around, he continued to struggle with his bindings, attempting to get loose.

“I wouldn’t bother if I were you,” someone said, entering the room. Kuwei stilled and turned to see who had come to join him, but whoever it was wore an intricate mask, concealing their face. They wore loose clothes, making it difficult to identify any telling physical features, and the platform shoes on their feet were Ketterdam’s current obsession--for people of all genders--so that didn’t help him at all. After taking them in, there was an awkward moment of silence, which was ended when Kuwei resumed his struggle with the ropes. The person released an audible groan and traipsed around the desk, took a seat behind it, and began to tap their nails against the surface. At first, this did nothing but annoy Kuwei, but then he started listening. The taps weren’t random, they were a code: morse code.

He counted out the taps: short, short short. Long. Long, long long. Short, long, long, short . The first word was stop. His heart raced as the tapping continued in even, methodical beats: l ong, long. Long, long long. Short, short, short, long. Short, short. Long, short. Long, long, short . Moving. He groaned at that, slumping his head forward and falling still; it was clear he wasn’t going to be able to loosen or undo the ropes. He looked back up when the tapping stopped, and he stared at the masked figure.

“Who are you?” he demanded, summoning his courage. The person stared at him for a moment before answering.

“Who am I?” they asked in a bored, weary voice. “I am a nobody, just another person left scarred by the chaos in the world. I am collateral damage of other people’s fights, and I have decided it’s finally time to change that.”

Before Kuwei had the chance to answer, another masked figure entered the room. With a sigh, the newcomer said “Enough with the dramatics, Zoya, please .”

Scowling, the first person--who Kuwei now knew was named Zoya--shifted her focus from Kuwei to the other masked person and said “What is the point of wearing a mask if you’re just going to reveal our identities, Genya! ” and ripped her mask off. She slammed it down on the desk harshly, and Genya slid hers off gracefully with a chuckle. Now that their masks were off, Kuwei finally had the chance to see what they looked like so he could tell Kaz whenever he got out of here.

The first woman, Zoya, had wavy raven hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall, stopping just short of the small of her back. Her skin was a flawless golden-brown, and her startling sapphire eyes pierced Kuwei’s gaze, prompting him to look away nervously. The other woman, Genya, was just as beautiful. She had fiery auburn hair and golden amber eyes, which shone brightly against her alabaster skin. Her beauty was startling, moreso once Kuwei saw the scars across her face. They were horrific, but she wore them like armour, and somehow she made them look natural. Even if she didn’t know it, she looked like a badass, and the silent courage radiating off of her was scarier to Kuwei than Zoya’s resting bitch face or death glare--both of which were pretty scary.

While Kuwei had been observing his captors, he’d zoned out and failed to notice their conversation. He was only pulled back to the present when Zoya cleared her throat rather loudly, drawing Kuwei’s attention to the pointed look on her face. The longer he started into her piercing blue eyes, the more nervous he became. Eventually, the weight of her gaze, accompanied by the silence surrounding them--was too much for Kuwei.

“Why am I here? What do you want from me?” Kuwei asked, eyes darting back and forth between Zoya and Genya.

“To be honest, we don’t want anything from you,” Genya said casually.

“Then why am I here?” Kuwei asked again.

“Because,” the redhead continued. “We need the people you’re associated with, and you were the easiest target.”

“So, what? I’m the bait or something?” Kuwei replied skeptically.

“Exactly,” Zoya nodded. “It’s not like we could go after Dirtyhands himself, so we needed to take something he values in order to lure him here.”

Her reply made Kuwei burst into a fit of laughter. “You really think that the Bastard of the Barrel, Dirtyhands himself, Kaz Brekker will risk any of his ‘precious resources’ on me?” he chuckled. “If so, then you two are officially the dumbest people in Ketterdam. Everyone--and I mean everyone --knows Kaz Brekker wouldn’t waste a single cent on anyone who isn’t Inej, Nina, Jesper, or Wylan.”

Genya and Zoya locked eyes for a moment before both women began to smirk. It was only then that Kuwei realized exactly what he’d done. Not only had he revealed who was of value to Kaz, he’d also told his captors that he was of no value to them. That made him disposable.

“Well, you’ve been most helpful,” Genya said, moving toward the exit. She must have noticed the fear in Kuwei’s eyes because then she said “Don’t worry. We won’t kill you yet; we have to make sure your information is good first. If it isn’t… well, you might end up wishing you were dead,” she said coldly before walking out of the room, Zoya right behind her.

Kaz

After his talk with Kuwei, Kaz returned to the top floor of the Slat. When he entered his office, he was met with the sight of an athletic, pale, and freckled redhead propped on his desk, swinging her legs carelessly as she sharpened a blade. Once, the sight of anyone other than Inej in his office would have perturbed him, but that was a long time ago. Since then, he had acquired a new spy, someone whose skill and dedication rivaled that of Inej herself: Dunyasha Lazareva.

Kaz had learned of Dunyasha through Inej, as they had once fought. At the time Inej had won, and Dunyasha was presumed dead. But Dunyasha was the White Blade. She once said that her work--as well as Inej’s--was death, and it was holy. She was described as a merciless queen, carved of ivory and amber. She’d trained at Ahmrat Jen, and Inej believed the Ravkan assassin to be her shadow, sent by the Saints to deliver retribution for all the bad things she’d done. It was foolish to think that the Ravkans didn’t have some kind of backup plan or Healers at the ready in case anything happened to their precious White Blade. As it were, Dunyasha had survived the fall from the Church of Barter all those years ago, and now she worked for none other than Kaz himself.

“So, where’s he staying?” Kaz asked, referring to Kuwei, who he’d had Dunyasha follow from the rooftops. He had to keep tabs on his… assets. Dunyasha’s face twisted into a look of disappointment.

“Your boy’s a fool; he never even found a place to stay,” she replied as Kaz began to pace.

“He is not ‘my boy’ and you know it. We could use him,” Kaz scowled. “If he never found a place to stay, then why the hell are you here? You should still be tailing him.”

“He was taken.” Kaz spun on his heel to face her.

“Are you telling me you lost him?” Kaz gritted out.

“Oh, not at all,” Dunyasha replied lightly. “Who do you think I am? Your old Wraith ?”

Kaz opened his mouth to speak, but before he had the chance to say anything, Inej burst into the room, sweat on her brow and a set of lockpicks in her hand. Kaz groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose with two gloved fingers. This was about to get messy.

Inej stopped short a mere two steps into the room. Her eyes were glued on the redhead perched on Kaz’s desk, who was now smirking.

“ You ,” Inej said, her voice dripping with acid.

“Yes, me,” Dunyasha replied smugly. “Problem?”

“Problem?” Inej repeated harshly. “Are you serious right now? Of course there is--” she started, only to be cut off by Kaz.

“Inej,” he said sternly, leveling her with a glare. Once Inej stopped speaking, he turned to Dunyasha. “Retrieve the boy,” he ordered. “After you have him, bring him straight to me. I have a thing or two to say to that fool,” he finished, sending Dunyasha off with a nod. Dunyasha slid off of the desk, put her newly-sharpened knife away, and made her way to the window. Just before she left, she shot Inej a gloating smirk. Then, fast as the wind and even more silent, she was gone.

Slowly, Kaz turned to Inej, who was fuming. “Her? I mean, I knew you would find a new spy, but why did it have to be her?” Inej asked coldly.

“Why does it matter?” Kaz replied.

“She is my shadow! The personification of every bad thing I’ve ever done! By choosing her, you are choosing me again. Only now, it’s a version of me without my moral code, without the same concerns as me, or any of the other things that make me who I am!” Inej explained, frustrated.

“Again,” Kaz started, “I ask you: why does it matter? I needed someone to get the job done, and she was the perfect candidate. She’s fast, quiet, and despite her loose-cannon tendencies, she knows how to follow orders. And, most importantly, she was here.” He paused, and Inej tried not to flinch at his words, even though they cut her with an edge sharper than that of her sharpest blade.

“It matters because it hurts!” Inej snapped. “I thought there was something between us, some kind of understanding, and then you had to go and replace me with someone who represents all the parts of myself that I loathe . It’s like you chose her over me, and worst of all, you aren’t even struggling with it!”

“You’re wrong,” Kaz snapped, cutting her off mid-rant. “You don’t think it was hard for me to find a new spy? You don’t think I struggled with the fact that the only suitable replacement for you was someone you told me you feared and didn’t trust? Because I did. I struggled. But years have passed, and I’ve moved on. The word doesn’t stop turning just because your life is turned upside down. I learned that when I was young, and once, you knew that too.”

“Well, maybe it should,” Inej replied softly. Kaz looked at her curiously. “Maybe, even the people who have done some terrible things-- people like us--deserve a moment where the world stops turning. A moment to choose what they want and to do their best to get it.”

“What a beautiful world that would be,” Kaz mused. “Alas, it is but a fantasy. I know you’re hurt, but I still have a gang to run, so unless you plan to be of use around here, I suggest you get the hell out.”

Inej glared at him, hiding her pain as best she could. Revealing her emotions to Kaz was a mistake, one she wasn’t going to make again. After a moment of heavy silence, Inej walked out the door, leaving Kaz alone in his office with his only his thoughts to accompany him.

[dandellien]

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Imagining Him

Prompt: Ong Seongwoo x female reader

Genre: romance / angst / fluff

Song Prompt: Only U – Lee Gikwang

Warnings: grief over a relationship loss, suggestive content at times

Word count: 1848

You entered your apartment with exhaustion, shrugging off your coat and throwing your bag and the garment down on the entrance table as you slipped out of your booties and into your house slippers.

Today had been unnecessarily long, and as you rubbed your neck tiredly, you rounded the corner into your kitchen area, letting out a yawn in the process.

And suddenly you were up against the wall, his body pressed into yours, a fervour of kisses attacking your lips. You were stunned by the sudden attack for only a second before your hands reached up to steady your weakened balance, curling around his neck and bringing his face down to yours closer. For a moment both of you satiated your hunger for each other, before he pulled away, grinning breathlessly down at you.

“Missed you,” he greeted, reaching to peck your swollen lips, and you smiled at his affectionate care of you now, closing your eyes briefly to compose yourself.

And when your eyes opened, you were entirely alone.

Whipping your head around the small space, you searched for him, panic rising in your chest. Where could he have gone? You dashed around the counter to see if he was crouching on the other side, knowing how playful he could be. You felt irrational, opening cupboards to make noise, your eyes darting around with haste.

“Seongwoo?” you called out, moving out of the kitchen and scanning the living area, before rushing up to your bedroom, and then into the bathroom, the boy no where in sight.

You caught a glimpse of your dishevelled self in the mirror and that’s when you stopped moving altogether. Gripping onto the basin, the flood of your last time seeing Seongwoo hit you hard, crushing you just like it had back then.

“I can’t be with you anymore, I’m sorry.”

Your legs gave away as the wild sobs erupted in your chest. You had no idea why your brain had conjured up such a situation for you to suffer from. You missed him, you had for the past four months, but never had it felt this suffocating. The cold hard tiles held no comfort for you, and you sat there for immeasurable amount of time, your emotions rolling out of you in stormy, miserable waves.

Rolling over in bed, you groaned, your eyes fighting your brain over letting in the morning light. A warmth soon surrounded you and you smiled lazily, the arms pulling you across and into his chest, letting you rest there peacefully.

“Morning,” he said, his voice deeper than usual. It made your smile grow further; enjoying the husky tone he always had first thing after waking up. He kissed your bare shoulder softly and then nuzzled into you. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mm,” you replied, your own voice affected by the hours of sleep. Rolling over and snuggling into his chest, you repaid him with a soft kiss on his skin, and finally opened your eyes. Seongwoo was staring at you lovingly when you caught his rich chocolate eyes, and it made you feel like you had everything you ever needed in life in that very moment.

The phone rung, interrupting your gaze on him and Seongwoo shook his head. “Ignore it; I want you, not the outside world right now.”

You held no objections, meeting his lips half way in a playful, teasing manner, his mouth lightly biting your lower lip as your hands laced with his dark, messy hair. Roaming with mouths and hands began and you were feeling your arousal surfacing more as you both continued.

And then the phone rung again. You pulled away, groaning and closing your eyes with frustration. Rolling over to grab the device, you pressed talk blindly and pulled it up to your ear. “Hello?!”

“Y/N, where are you?”

“Chaerin,” you started, sighing at your best friend’s call. “I’m a little busy right now, can I call you back?”

“Uh, we’re supposed to be meeting right now though, did you forget?”

You let out another frustrated breath, reaching around for the warmth that seemed to be missing. Had Seongwoo gotten up whilst you answered the call? Moving your eyes back to his side of the bed, it was empty, and the sheets were still tucked into that side of the bed.

Unlike the other week, you didn’t rush around your apartment, realisation hitting you much faster this time. You let go of your phone and pulled your knees up to your chest as the first tears started to stream.

Seongwoo wasn’t here. And he wouldn’t be again.

Over time, the fantasies that haunted you had began to decrease again, and you were thankful for gaining some control over your depressed state. It wasn’t easy; he had infiltrated your dreams, making you dread bed time of finding him there waiting for you each night once you closed your eyes. Sometimes, when you had pulled out the photos of you together that you struggled to erase, you would climb into bed, welcoming the sweet moments where you could connect with Seongwoo without any sadness. Dating him in your dreams only made you more miserable to return to reality though, and so you tried to act as if you were fine, that he had left and moved on, so you needed to as well.

It didn’t work all the time, but it helped.

Returning home from a night out with Chaerin and your friends at a club, you smiled at the door as you pressed in your passcode, feeling lighter than you had in ages. You knew it was down to the alcohol coursing through your somewhat intoxicated self, but all the same you wanted to feel this way all the time, not knowing why you hadn’t turned to drinking your sorrows away earlier into this break up.

Humming a tone to yourself, you ripped off all that didn’t need to be on your body anymore, stumbling your way to the fridge for water. You rounded into the kitchen and found Seongwoo standing there, a giggle leaving you.

“Ah, Woo-ah,” you cooed, waving him off and heading right to the fridge. “Of course would turn up tonight too.”

“Did you drink?” he asked, opening the bottle of water you pulled out and then gestured for you to have some. You eyed him warily, his own stare regarding you with concern. “How much did you drink?”

“Not enough, you’re still appearing in front of me. Don’t you know how hard it is to remove you from my brain? I can’t sleep because you’re there. I can’t be awake because I imagine you, just like I am now. Pathetic Y/N, pathetic. I wish I didn’t love you.”

“Say that again,” he instructed and you lazily threw your eyes over at him, rolling them a little as you gulped the rest of the bottle down.

“What? That I love you? What good does lov-”

He crossed the distance between you then, his lips feverishly on yours, as if they had been away from you for too long. Although you were sick of these hallucinations, in that moment you wanted nothing more than this. His lips on yours, his hands drawing you in closer, his hot breath hitting you.

You would deal with the consequences in the morning for this imaginative moment. The water had done its job, you were increasingly alert now, and this all felt real. The rush your body was experiencing made you wonder how much more you needed to sober up by, not understanding how your mind would be this creative otherwise.

He pulled his lips away; breathing heavily over your face, his hands guiding you even closer to his body, if that was even possible. He choked on his emotions, burying his head into your neck. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have left you.”

“It’s okay, tomorrow will come and I will deal with this.” You patted his back gently and sighed. “Let me enjoy you now.”

“This isn’t a dream, Y/N.”

“Uh huh, this is the alcohol still talking.”

He kissed your lips hard. “Sober up hm? I’m here. I’m really here.”

You stepped back, could this be truly real? Anger rose within you then and tears sprung to your eyes. “I wish this pain would stop. I wish I would stop imagining you!”

Seongwoo’s own eyes brimmed with emotion. He shook his head, reaching out for you but you avoided him, stalking off to your bed.

Tomorrow would come, and it would give you the answers you needed.

You could smell something cooking and your stomach groaned at the same time as you did, sitting up and grabbing at your head. Padding out into the living area, you stopped in your steps, seeing the all too familiar broad back of Seongwoo. You slowly approached him, rubbing at your eyes until they hurt.

He was still there.

Aware of your presence, he turned, biting his lip a little before smiling weakly at you. “I thought I should prepare something for your stomach after last night.”

“You’re really here?”

He nodded, albeit awkwardly. “I came to see you last night. The passcode was still my birthday, so I let myself in. Then you came home drunk and didn’t believe I was here so I waited.”

You let out a small scoff, not believing your situation. Going over to the counter and sitting down, you watched him busy himself around your tiny kitchen and preparing your breakfast. Your eyes didn’t leave him once, and the longer you watched him, the more you felt hope that he was actually there.

“Here, I hope it’s edible enough,” he said, serving you up a porridge you remembered he had made for you both one time when you had gotten drunk together. As you lifted your first spoonful into your mouth, you blinked rapidly; it tasted just like last time.

Seongwoo’s hand reached to cup your face gingerly, his thumb lightly running over the dark circles under your eyes. He looked at you disappointedly, and you stopped eating altogether. “What did I do to you?”

It was then that you noticed the differences from your imagination, Seongwoo looked tired. His skin was dry, and his face looked thinner. As he smiled at you, he looked tormented, and not pleasant like you normally had been seeing him. You jumped up, dashing around the counter and burying yourself into his body. “You’re really back.”

“I should’ve never left you, not once. I shouldn’t have felt I couldn’t be with you and have my job too, Y/N.”

“Just promise you never will leave me again,” you pleaded, lifting your head up from his chest and gazing up into his face. He nodded instantly, leaning down to kiss you softly.

You had envisioned your fair amount of Seongwoo over the past few months, in a way to cope with the loss in your life. Now that he was back, you made a vow that you would never need to imagine him again.

Because you wouldn’t let him go.

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