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alphairest-blog · 7 years ago

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And thus with a kiss--

“Shall I believe that unsubstantial death is amorous, and that [he] keeps thee here in dark to be his paramour?”

- Romeo & Juliet, Act V, Scene 3

Notes: Sin Paris Hades/Romeo V. Cupid. @soapallo, I am grateful you continue to refrain from hunting me down with torches and pitchforks for borrowing your OCs. Hopefully not too OOC, but since I took a stab at the dynamic anyways... ~1.5k words.

He pulls him down, down into the earth, into the valleys and caves that cling closest to a home even further below.

He has not his father’s chariot; he has not the horses’ speed to ease his way, and the son of Hades clips cherub-wings still fighting-- feathers coming away scorched with the flames of Hell itself as he pushes him down unto the dirt. That face of his love is almost unbearably pretty, then, his Cupid’s-bow lip split open bleeding and, too, smeared with the blood of Hades’ own fists.

Romeo will be even prettier caged, he thinks.

But even the loveliest of roses has its thorns, and in the next moment Romeo swings out with a blow that nearly knocks all the sense from P. Hades’ head, his spiked bracelets cutting into a dark cheek, his fist momentarily dazing as it forcibly jars his skull.

If he were mortal, he’d be concussed-- Romeo tells him as much, though perhaps not in so many words.

He knows P. Hades understands the message behind his left hook, the whiplash crack it makes as it impacts his jaw. So too can he read into the way a raised arm, as if anticipating the next blow reflexively, comes up to block the vicious jab that comes next, by far the most brutal in Romeo’s preferred progression.

There’s a familiarity to it, the way they know each others’ moves, can sense the flow of battle. Romeo sweeps his legs out from under him, even a few moments of freedom from beneath Hades’ palm enough time to push himself to his knees, enough space that he has a chance to block his next blow.

P. Hades curses himself. He falls for it every time.

“If you were mortal,” he grinds out, gritting his teeth as he catches Romeo’s arms mid-grapple. “That would have hit.”

“If we were mortal,” Romeo spits back, jaw tight with exertion. “You would be dead.”

(It’s not a past they like to delve into, and they tighten their grips over each others’ arms hard enough that even the sons of gods bruise.)

With a snarl, P. Hades dives for Romeo’s throat, snapping his jaws at the vein there exposed, as if with lips and fangs he could tear open his neck, “There’s more than one way to get to the Underworld, if that’s what you’re offering, Romeo.”

Romeo can only wedge his elbow between them, his eyes ablaze with hate and passion and the bitter, bitter ashes of what might once have been love.

“No thanks,” he hisses, burying the agony of teeth breaking skin. “Mortality’s for chumps.”

And with a whip of his wrist, he slices open Sin Paris’ lips with barbed bracelets and a bloody fist, his wings flicking out in the midst of that deadly dance. Distance has always been Romeo’s ally-- he could spend years running away, flying ever-further; it could be years before he catches him again.

Hades guesses that he has maybe fifteen minutes before his wings heal properly, before the burned-away feathers come back full-grown. Fifteen minutes left to an encounter he spent years ripping the world apart at its seams in search; years spent traversing the realms with the thought of Romeo at the end of it all. Fifteen minutes. It’s not enough time for him.

It’s never enough time.

Anger boils beneath his skin, hot and stinging as it condenses in his eyes, and before his foolish tears can betray him, he rushes forth with flames at his wrists, flames at his feet, flames burning like the sun within his gaze. He can’t let him escape again; he cannot-- for when Romeo is not in his reach, the world is cold and barren to him, the world is without heat.

Romeo’s never quite been the gentle shift of spring, but Sin Hades prefers wildfires, anyway.

They make impact with the stone walls of that cavern, jewel-quartz coming away scarlet red as it shatters beneath the force of Hades’ fists, Romeo’s spine. He can read it like a book, the ferocity written across such a pretty face, the fight that’s still within him.

“Surrender,” growls Sin Paris. He almost manages to persuade himself that this isn’t a plea for Romeo to come back with him, down deep into the Underworld where he is prince.

“I don’t take orders, sweetheart,” Romeo smirks, his busted, gorgeous mouth mending itself even as he speaks. “Or has it been so long that you’ve forgotten even that much?”

Those words dig like knives into his gut, testing what little patience he possesses. He can’t stand Romeo, in that moment, even dear as he holds him yet, and o! Hades loathes himself for wanting it still.

His lips’ Cupid’s-bow mends itself, healing with the powers of the gods right before P. Hades’ own eyes-- it drives him mad, it drives him insane. It’s just one more mark of their encounter that will be gone, soon, gone with all the bruises that gods do not keep, gone with the sprains and cracked bones and feathers scorched away.

“Fuck you,” Sin Paris replies, and throws his fist knuckles-first into Romeo’s face, if only to spill his blood again, to shut up that gorgeoustemptingpretty foolish mouth of his.

Romeo outright laughs, spitting a fallen tooth in Hades’ face.

“Why, Hades, babe, I didn’t know you still wanted me like that,” he croons, even as he clears from his mouth the blood from his own wound. It glistens in the dim light as he speaks, dribbling over a pale chin, a sculpted jaw, the curve of his Adam’s apple.

Sin Paris can’t help but think of how dearly he wants to kiss that deep, deep red away; to pin Romeo beneath him and push him into the realm of Hades, to claim his life below the earth forevermore. He wants to kill him, wants to hate him and desire him for eternity, and he throws his second punch too-angry, too-wild. Too desperate.

That’s his failing, then, the opening that lets Romeo knee him in the gut.

He dodges the next time Romeo swings his legs, arching in a brutal roundhouse, fighting the way his stomach still swims with nausea and agony. Part of him wonders if this is what he’s heard the mortals call having butterflies-- yes, he thinks, butterfly stitches. Anyone but a god would surely require sutures after such a blow.

Hades ducks; he smashes his fist into Romeo’s side where he knows an earlier wound still bothers him, festers beneath the boning of his corset-bonds, and it is vengeance that rises with joy in his chest as the air falls out of Romeo’s lungs.

And that’s all the opportunity he needs to flick a dagger from its holster, gleaming silver with every movement as he bursts forward, intent on driving it into Romeo’s heart, for there is more than one way to Hell and this is the quickest.

He doesn’t expect Romeo to lift his bare hand, to catch the blade within it, gripping tightly as he presses back against that force. The weapon is tossed to the side in the next moment, clattering onto the dirt, the ruby of Romeo’s blood blooming like flowers where it lands.

“Nice try,” Romeo grits out, clenching his wounded fist as if to draw out his pain. It’s a diversion, and Hades narrowly twists to the side as Romeo’s other hand lashes out with a dagger of its own, slicing long, jagged line over his collarbone.

They are close, now, too close-- and Hades takes what opportunity he can to draw his spare. Their other weapons have long been lost earlier in the altercation, or have run out of ammunition otherwise, and now, blade-to-blade with Romeo in breath’s reach, he finds himself more lethal than ever.

They clash brazenly against each other, sparks clashing was sliver meets gold, and Hades wants perhaps more than he has ever wanted in all two-thousand years of his existence. Rage and betrayal and lost-found love broil viciously beneath his breast, and Romeo is beauty itself, for there is fire within him, yes, and death, and death--

He breathes him in like he is air, and their battle collides no longer between blades but between tongues and teeth. They bite hard (they always have), but even this is a more pleasurable sort of pain than the other kind of weapons their bodies can form.

It’s agony when Romeo pulls away, that familiar smirk of his devastating in its smugness. It is within itself an attack-- an insult that cannot go unanswered.

Sin Paris strikes next with his mouth, sucks a ruined lip between his own. He tastes pomegranate in lieu of blood, like a pact.

(And someday, he swears, he will make Romeo his Prosperine.)

#idk man I wanted to write guys fighting #is this ooc? I hope not #but this is sort of the vibe I got #I was also... pretty scatterbrained while writing this #time to toss myself into the trash I guess #alphic #lovely death #romeo v cupid #sin paris hades #text

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soapallo · 8 years ago

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Heartstruck/Legacy Day Romeo V Cupid for Valentine’s day!!

#romeo v cupid #eah oc #ever after high oc #art #its a day late bc i forgot to post it otl #still counts yo

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avaasilva · 3 years ago

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exactly! and don't get me started of the MESS of a season they gave us because 1. i literally have no energy left. 2. v's death would have hit different if they knew that the formula of separating e and v was geting old and boring. and starting the season with them working, or doing who-knows-what together like it was better (maybe a fight in between idc). and that the plot should've revolved around the MAINS. it was so simple. i feel soooo bad for jodie and sandra, again. they care so much for their characters yet a new writer comes and ruins everything. and thinks shes doing something odd and innovative by introducing new characters that nobody. gives. a. f*ck.

it's the way they killed her. for nothing. if they had been together for a little while, had their moment of peace and decided to get rid of the 12 knowing they could die but doing it together anyway? it was the point of the show. in life and death, they were together, linked together. fate. scorpion and the frog? no. cupid and psyche? no. romeo and juliet? no. they made all these references for nothing. this season makes NO sense whatsoever. i really thought it would somewhat pay off but no. waste of time and waste of talent. making this a carolyn season with a carolyn centric episode for a spin off nobody gives a shit about when we know NOTHING about eve, please. icb we felt relieved when they said laura neal was the headwriter, that we felt some false sense of trust when the writers room couldn't shut up about how "gay" they were. it hurts even more.

#anon #ke spoilers #so tired

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etlunainmorte · 5 years ago

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*The Best French Hot Chocolate*

Prep time: 2 minutes

Cook Time: 10 minutes

Total Time: 12 minutes

*Ingredients

2 Cups Whole Milk

½ Cup Heavy Cream

1 Tablespoon Powdered Sugar

12 Ounce Dark Chocolate

Whipped cream

*Instructions

Add milk, powdered sugar and heavy cream to a saucepan and heat over medium - high heat until simmering, being careful not to scald or boil. While the milk mixture is heating, chop the dark chocolate ( For best flavor, use a good quality chocolate that's at least 60 - 70% cacao ). Once simmering and heated thoroughly, remove from the heat and add the chopped chocolate to the saucepan. Whisk until smooth. Pour into small mugs and serve immediately with whipped cream and a little extra chopped chocolate on top.

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❄ Three Wishes ❄

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VIII

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"Weird, I never noticed the hole in the ceiling until now." You said to yourself as you looked up at the said hole in the cream - colored ceiling of your bedroom.

And you noticing even the smallest of cracks in the walls, and ceilings, of your bedroom? In the dark?

This insomnia really was taking a toll on your whole body and your mental health!

And now, as you lay on your bed staring at the gaping hole in the ceiling, you couldn't help but wonder: if you didn't get to be in a relationship with that guy, would you still have difficulty sleeping? Would you be able to fall asleep at approximately ten in the evening?

Would you be able to concentrate more in the morning because you were able to have ample, not just enough, rest?

You sighed. You, thinking about what ifs, when it's already half - past two in the morning?

You growled helplessly as you took your pillow from underneath your head and covered your face with it to muffle the sound, all the while kicking the super soft bedsheets and flailing your legs about. Then, you threw the thing halfway across the room and sat up, ruffling your already messy hair.

"You should not be blaming him, girl!" You scolded yourself for, like, the ndth consecutive night since breaking up with that narcissist. "You should NOT be blaming him!" You swung your legs to the edge of the bed, reached for your fluffy bunny slippers, and stood. You opened the lamp, switching it on for the third time that evening. "It's all my fault! It's. All. My. Freaking. Fault!"

Meanwhile, as you made your way downstairs to get yourself a glass of water, all the while mumbling to yourself how it was your fault you couldn't sleep, V, Griffon, and Shadow were listening just outside your room, waiting for the perfect opportunity to execute the plan.

"That girl is goin' cuckoo, V!" Griffon exclaimed as he flew back down after observing your erratic movements and surveying the room as stealthily as he could. "She's talkin' to herself."

"No." Shadow, who was calmly standing next to the poet, rebutted. "More like, she's blaming herself. But, why?"

"That,... we'll know very soon." V answered as he tapped the ground with his metal cane, signaling for his familiars to begin the mission. And when you finally entered your room and closed the door, you heard some weird tapping on your window.

At first, you thought it was only your over - active imagination but, when the tapping resumed and at a more rapid intensity, you couldn't help but grab the flower vase on your vanity table for protection. Wielding the porcelain ornament like a makeshift weapon, you cautiously stepped towards the window where the noise was coming from. You grabbed the heavy pink curtain with your free hand and hastily drew it, revealing a most curious winged - visitor flying just outside the window.

"Griffon?" You uttered, setting the vase down and immediately opening the glass window to let him in.

"Special delivery!" The bird gleefully announced as he drew back and waved his wing, showing the man standing just behind him.

The man,... standing just behind him,...

But, wait! You're on the second floor of the house!

"Did my heart love ‘till now?" The man greeted you, his smile ever so charming, his voice ever so soothing, his presence,... ever so calming. And with those mere words, you felt all the anxiety and weariness leave your entire system, hopefully for good. He,... only has such power over you. "Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty 'till this night."

"V?!" You couldn't help but shriek in fright as you leaned on the windowsill to see the man clearly and how he was able to come face to face with you. He looked and stood so confident! So proud! So majestically dark! And then, you finally noticed the thing he was standing on: a seemingly sentient swirling and curving set of jet - black stairs that glimmered and shone like a million diamonds against the moonlit, winter sky. It connected from the ground to where the poet's feet were, helping him balance.

How was he doing all this?!

"Wh - wha - ? H - how?!" You stammered as you gazed at the green - eyed man clad in a dark sweater before you.

The poet chuckled and took out a book from his black canvas bag, opened it, and took a deep breath. "She speaks!" V read with a clear and low voice that pierced through the silence of the night.

"W - well, of course! I - "

"Oh, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as is a winged messenger of Heaven."

Is this man, you thought as you felt the sides of your lips curve up into a smile, reciting Romeo and Juliet?

V went on, seeing that his reading made you smile. "Unto the white upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy - puffing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air." V closed the book shut, seemingly waiting for your response, and that's when you finally remembered!

He was emulating the famous balcony scene from the Shakespearean play!

"Your turn, my lady." V told you in a teasing tone and that devilish smirk of his.

How is no one seeing all this?! "Oh! I - ah, let me see, ah," You stammered as you tried to recall Juliet's words. You slapped your forehead when your messed up mind finally conjured up some incoherent words and tried to recite. "Oh, V - err, I mean, Romeo! Yes, Romeo, where,... art thou, oh Romeo. I - is that it?"

The poet hummed in agreement. He, then, crossed his arms and tilted his head to side, watching you closely and with clear interest. "Yes, go on."

"Okay! Umm," You mumbled, tapping your chin as you tried to recall more of Juliet's words. "Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or - "

" ... or if thou will not be," V recited, helping you with the lines. " ... but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be,… a Sparda."

Wait, Sparda? "Oh, I'm not sure if it went like that. But, I don't really care! I'm not fond of that tragic play, anyway."

"Oh! Why is that?" V asked, seemingly surprised when he heard you say those words to him, outright.

"Call me stupid but, I prefer happy endings, thank you very much."

"Not stupid, no,..." V only uttered as he, once again, was made captive of your sweet smile. "I adore,... happy endings, as well,..."

"I'm glad to hear that." You answered. Feeling the cold creep up on your skin, you finally realized that the poet was practically standing on the cold outside your room! He must be freezing! "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry! Come in!" You opened your window wider and reached for his hand with your own, pulling it and helping him enter your room.

Soft, dainty hands clasped together with large, rough ones, your hands stayed joined a few more moments after letting the man into your room. Green and (E/C) eyes locked onto each other, you felt yourselves moving closer to chase that warmth and that gentleness. Two hearts beating in unison, you felt you were instantly connected to each other as he leaned down and -

"Ah, V," The two of you turned and noticed both Griffon and Shadow waiting for you. " ... we're gonna, uhh, make the thing now." Griffon said in a calm voice when, in fact, the cheese right in front of him was both killing him and making him giddy inside at the same time. Well, it was the first time he has seen his Master this happy. And for that, he was glad.

He was glad that his Master finally met you.

"Oh! Of course." V answered as he unwillingly let go of your hand. "Of course."

"The thing?" You asked, confused at the familiar's words and disappointed that the tender moment between you and V were cut short.

"Yes. Let them handle it." V replied, feeling confident of his trustworthy familiars. "For now, I have,... something for you."

"Really?" You said, your peripheral vision catching sight of the familiars opening the door and going outside to who knew where. "Like a surprise?"

"Yes. If you may,..."

A few moments later, you were back to your bed with your back against the propped up pillows and the lower part of your body covered with the soft and fragrant sheets to make you warm and comfortable. And as you wiggled your toes and watched the poet as he made himself comfortable on the chair next to your bed, you couldn't help but feel excited of what's to come. He, then, reached for his bag and took from it an old leather - bound book that seemed worn down and yet so beloved. With a flourish of his slender tattooed fingers, he opened the book and turned to a certain page, stealing a longing glance from you as he gently smiled to reassure you that everything will be fine.

"I will now tell you,... the story of how Love and Soul came to be." He spoke with that low, almost whisper - like voice of his that made the atmosphere even more relaxing and comfortable. He really knew what he was doing. "I will tell you,... the myth of Cupid and Psyche." His eyes going back to his old book, he began reading. "There was once a King who had three daughters, all lovely maidens, but the youngest, Psyche, excelled her sisters so greatly that,... beside them she seemed a very goddess consorting with mere mortals. The fame of her,... surpassing beauty spread over the earth, and everywhere men journeyed to gaze upon her with wonder and adoration and to do her homage,... as though she were in truth one of the immortals."

"She must be so beautiful, then!" You couldn't help but speak of your opinions regarding Psyche. And to V, it was a good thing. It meant that you're invested in the story. "And she's worshipped like a god!"

"I don't believe in gods," V answered with a smile. " ... for I only believe in one, true, beautiful goddess whose smile I always fervently pray to see everyday of my life."

His words making your heart swell and your body really warm, you settled back to your pillows, hugging a brown stuffed bear and keeping it close to your chest.

Then, V went on. "They would say that even Venus herself could not equal this mortal. As they thronged in ever - growing numbers to worship her loveliness no one any more gave a thought to Venus herself. Her temples were neglected, her altars foul with cold ashes, her favorite towns deserted and falling in ruins. All the honors once hers were now given to a mere girl destined some day to die. It may well be believed that,..."

Meanwhile, as V went on with his bedtime story, the familiars silently made their way towards the kitchen to do their Master's bidding, and that was to make you a nice cup of warm chocolate.

Except that they never made anything in their whole life aside from fried Empusa or skewered Hell Antenora, and that spelled trouble for the both of them.

"Ah, how do we do it again?" Griffon whispered, carefully trying to make his way towards the kitchen in the darkness of the house.

"Just boil some liquid and pour the chocolate in!" Shadow answered as she successfully located where the utensils were hidden.

"Ah, how do we do exactly that? And what liquid are we talkin' about here?"

Shadow stopped sniffing the neatly stacked utensils in the cupboard and stared at her companion with such dread in her own, red eyes.

"I don't know."

Griffon stared back at her with wide, golden eyes that made the situation seem worse. "Oh, fuck!"

"Didn't you read the instructions Master gave you?"

"What instructions?"

"You, imbecile! The paper that Master handed you earlier!"

"Oh! Is that the,... ahh,... instructions? Haha! Didn't know about that! Too bad, huh?!"

Shadow's eyes dangerously narrowed as she stalked towards Griffon like the dangerous predator that she was. "What did you do to the paper, Griffon?" She asked, a hint of that frightening growl escaping her throat.

Now, if demonic birds could even sweat, Griffon would probably be soaked and dripping wet as of that moment. "Ah, ah, I can explain! Listen to me very, very carefully, kitty - cat - "

"STOP CALLING ME A KITTY - CAT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU DID TO THE PAPER!" Shadow growled, the sound of her voice making the four corners of the old house tremble, its frightening noise reaching the second floor and making V stop reading.

"What was that?" You questioned, your eyebrows furrowed and your voice laced with worry and nervousness at the frightening noise you just heard.

"What do you mean by that, my dear?" V, on the other hand, pretended he did not hear anything.

"Ah, I thought I heard some noise downstairs,..."

"I C - CAN'T B - BREATH!" Wheezed Griffon, trying to escape Shadow's tail that went over his face, suffocating him. "H - HELP! AGHK! S – STOP! I BEG YA!”

"OF ALL THE THINGS YOU HAVE TO THROW AWAY, WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THE INSTRUCTION MANUAL?! YOU, STUPID,... BIRD BRAIN!" Shadow growled, not caring at all whether Griffon would enter his stalemate state due to her ceaseless attack or just end up dead due to asphyxiation.

"I T - TOLD YA! I THOUGHT SHAKESPEARE WANTED ME TO BURN THE THING - SSSQQQUUUAAAWWWKKK!"

"YOU,... BURNED IT?! HOW DARE YOU?! HOW DARE - ?!"

"Who is in my house?!"

Both Shadow and Griffon gasped as they looked at Adelaide, who was still in her night gown and pointing her rolling pin at them. Luckily for the familiars, it was too dark for her to see them.

Carefully putting Griffon down, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, Shadow cautiously stepped away and cleared her throat. "We're not your enemies, Adelaide. Put your weapon down."

"Stupid cat!" Griffon whispered savagely at what the demonic cat just did.

"Shut up! She can't see us!"

"Oh! Ye're right,..."

"I'm one step away from calling 911!" Adelaide threatened as she tightened her grip on the rolling pin. "Reveal yourself!"

Shadow, who was mainly the cause of all the noise in the first place, made one last desperate move to deceive the old woman. Clearing her throat once more and hoping for the old woman to believe her ruse, she spoke. "Adelaide, my dear, I' am your mother."

"Mother?!" The old woman spat. "But my mother has been dead a long time ago!"

"Yes, I' am." Shadow answered as she gestured for Griffon to move away. "And I've come to visit you in your dream."

"Dream? I'm,... dreaming? This is a dream?"

"Why, yes, my dear! Otherwise, how could I speak with you like this?"

Both familiars breathing a sigh of relief, they watched as the old woman finally brought her guard down. Believing every word that the demonic feline just uttered, she said, "Mother, why have you come to visit me?"

"Go on!" Griffon whispered to Shadow as he hid behind one of the chairs.

"I was,... just checking whether you're doing fine." The feline went on with the lie.

"I'm fine but," Adelaide spoke, making the familiars nervous. How long would this go on? " ... it's my grandchild. I'm worried about her."

"Worried? Tell me why."

"It's about this man named V." The old woman answered, the mere mention of their Master's name making them even more cautious. And intrigued. "Tell me, mother: is he really the one for (Y/N)? I'm afraid. She was hurt by someone before. I,... don't want anyone to hurt her like that, anymore. I don't want to see her cry ever again. So, I want to know: is this man, V, really the one for her?"

Shadow took a deep breath. Standing on her hind legs, she placed one of her paws on the old woman's right shoulder, hoping to reassure her. "Tell me, is your grandchild crying now?"

"No."

"Then, does she look happy?"

"Why, yes! Yes, she is. She looks so happy,... whenever V visits her."

"And this V," Shadow went on. " ... does he look like a man who would make her cry?"

And to this, the woman became really emotional. Wiping away the tears that escaped her eyes, she said, "No. In fact, I knew it. I knew it in my bones that he would never do such a thing to her. I know he would make her happy and I know he would make her forget what happened to her in the past. I' am aware. I,... believe,... that V,... loves her. With all his heart."

"Then, keep on believing!" The familiar answered, putting her other paw on her left shoulder. "Believe that V would do everything you've said and more. He will make her,... the happiest woman on earth!"

"I understand!" Adelaide happily answered as she wiped her tears with the sleeves of her nightgown. "Thank you so much, mother! Oh, I missed you so much!"

"Oh!" Shadow was surprised when the old woman suddenly hugged her tightly. Adelaide, on the other hand, did not care ( or did not notice ), even for a second, that what she was feeling against her own body was thick, demon fur instead of actual human skin.

Shadow noticed Griffon pointing at something in the cupboard with his wing. And that's when a bright idea struck her head.

"I missed you too, dear child." Shadow cooed as she gently brushed Adelaide's silver gray hair with her large paw. "Now, if you may, I want you to do something for me, then I'll be off,..."

Meanwhile, back in your bedroom, the two familiars arrived just in time to see you giggling as you listened intently at V, who was now holding a large stuffed lamb that he took from your bed and making weird movements with it, like he was making a child laugh.

"The sheep were indeed very fierce, but if Psyche would wait until they came out of the bushes toward evening to rest beside the river," The poet read energetically as he noticed, at the corner of his eye, both Griffon and Shadow helping each other place the cup of the desired hot beverage on the table next to your bed. Nodding and humming in approval, he went on. " ... she could go into the thicket and find plenty of the golden wool hanging on the sharp briars."

You smiled as V threw the stuffed lamb and caught it in mid air, looking really engrossed in his story - telling.

It was getting really late, even Griffon and Shadow settled cozily next to you as you listened to the poet's tale. For a moment, you never noticed the time, or your own anxiety and insomnia, until V finally reached the ending of the story and the familiars’ soft snores reverberated inside the room.

" ... so all came to a most happy end. Love and the Soul had sought and, after sore trials, found each other, and that union could never be broken. For it is a difficult matter," V read in a whisper as he slowly closed the book. " ... to keep Love imprisoned. The end."

You couldn't take your eyes off him as if you were mesmerized by his words and his whole being. You clutched at the sheets and spoke softly, "It’s a beautiful story, V. Thank you so much,... for sharing it with me."

The poet smiled as he returned the book to his bag. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now, it is getting late, and - "

"Wait!" You interrupted him as you quickly grabbed the end of his sweater, preventing him from leaving.

He turned and looked down at you, his smile never leaving his kind features. "How can I be of service to you, my lady?"

"Will you listen to my story?" You asked him. "A different one."

"Well, of course. Let me," He uttered, lifting the sleeping Griffon and putting him on the chair he was sitting on. " ... just move this fellow so I could listen to you well." He, then, sat next to you.

You smiled, feeling safe and sound with the incredible warmth beside you. You couldn't believe it - V, sitting oh so close to you, inside your room, in the middle of the night,...

You almost chuckled at the thought of your grandma catching the two of you like this.

"Alright, let's hear it, your story." V whispered, his shoulder brushing against yours as he crossed his arms and made himself comfortable.

"Umm," You stammered, gulping down and clearing your throat to ease the nerves that suddenly overtook your senses. " ... it's fine, right? Me opening up to you?"

"As long as you're comfortable with it."

"Alright." You took a deep breath and looked once more at the hole in the ceiling. "I met this man, his name was Christopher Lancaster."

Of course, V thought as the feeling of dread filled his chest at the mere mention of the man who made you suffer in your former life through very frighteningly inhuman ways. It always has to be him,...

"For a time, we were very much in love. I was young, and I was very much in love with love." You confessed, scoffing right after at the mere absurdity of it all. "I honestly thought he was the one. He was young, and handsome, and talented, and, well, you could say he has everything in this world. But, I was wrong. He didn't have everything. He was asking for more." You looked down, fidgeting at the sheets. "He wanted to have me. You know what I'm saying?"

Oh, no, no, no, no, V thought helplessly as some unpleasant thoughts suddenly plagued his already overworked mind. Please, say you didn't! Please, say you didn't,...

"And you know what? I refused." You told him, and for a moment, V felt like he could already rest in peace, knowing that Lancaster was not able to lay a single finger on your skin. He turned and noticed you looking up at him with such wide and innocent eyes. "I refused him, V. And I didn't know why. I knew I loved him, he was everything I could ask for. But, I don't know why I did what I did.

"Then, he changed. He became violent and harsh. He humiliated me in front of others. He made fun of my family. He said I'm too domestic. Just because I refused to be intimate with him."

Those words back then. He said that, domestic.

So, that's what he meant!

For a while, V clutched angrily at the sheets of the bed, balling them into his left fist as he tried to control his anger. But, then again, he had to remind himself that he's not here to make matters worse.

He was here to make you feel better.

He was here to fulfill your wish.

"You know, I should've left him after that but, I was stupid enough to hold onto him. To hold onto the person who doesn't truly love me the way I loved him. I believed, for such a long time, that I could change his ways. That I could bring back the days when we were alright. Again, I was wrong. After everything I did for him, he still left me. He found another, someone who truly deserves him."

You were about to succumb to your weakness and let it all out in front of the one person you knew you could trust, when you heard him speak.

"You should be glad that he left you, then. A person,... who truly loves you,... would never, ever leave you for such a thing. There is a saying," V turned to you, brushing away, with his long fingers, the tears that your traitorous eyes let out. " ... love,... is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud." He, then, reached for your cheeks and brushed the remaining tears in them with his thumbs, making your face warm. "It is not rude, it is not self - seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs."

After that, he let go of your cheeks, only to pull you into his arms for an embrace you didn't know, didn't expect, you needed. And it made you even more emotional than ever before. Pulling him closer to you, you wrapped him in your arms, reciprocating the embrace, and buried your face in his chest, letting out the tears, and your burden, in him,...

... in the man you never knew would miraculously come into your life.

Feeling your trembling body against his, he tightened his embrace and buried his face in your fragrant hair. Rubbing your back and trying to soothe your tired body, he went on. "Love,... does not delight in evil,... but rejoices in the truth. It always protects,... always trusts,... always hopes,... always perseveres." V closed his eyes as he felt some tears of his own escaping him. I'm supposed to make you happy, not make you cry like this! "Seeing you happy,... is the only single thing in this world that keeps me going. So, please, smile," He removed his hands from you and cupped your cheeks once more. Looking deeply into your eyes, he gently laid his forehead against yours, the tender gesture finally making you smile despite all the tears. " ... and be happy. Don't ever blame yourself for what happened in the past. It was never your fault. Live for the people you love. Smile,... for there are people who truly loves you. And they would never leave you, no matter what. Don't forget about that."

With one last tear containing the remnants of your feelings for your former lover, you nodded and smiled, more than ready to do exactly what V has told you to do. He was right, there are people,... who truly loves you. There are people,... who would never leave you, no matter what.

There's always a special someone,...

.... who would stay with you,

... and love you,...

... no matter what life throws at you,...

... until the end of time.

You laid your hands against his, clutching them, and never letting them go. "So, I assume you would scold me if I say I was stupid for being so emotional?"

"I won't scold you." V answered, never taking his hands off your face. "We are all emotional beings, after all. Demon, or no."

"Stay with me, please. Until I fall asleep."

After finishing the chocolate drink that the familiars graciously made for you, you settled back to your bed, actually feeling sleepy. Tucking you in and stroking your hair, he laid down next to you and recited one last poem for the evening, hoping it would finally help you relax.

"O soft embalmer of the still midnight," he whispered, seeing you close your eyes and turn to him. " ... shutting, with careful fingers and benign,... our gloom - pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,... enshaded in forgetfulness divine." V's mouth opened in awe as your arm went around him, pulling him closer to your body. "O soothest sleep! If so it please thee,... close in midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,... or wait the Amen, ere thy poppy throws around my bed its lulling charities. Then save me,... or the passed day will shine upon my pillow, breeding many woes." He closed his eyes, emulating your movements and pulling you close to his. "Save me from curious conscience,... that still lords its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole; turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,... and seal,... the hushed casket of my soul.

"Good night, my lady." He pressed his lips on your forehead, already hearing your soft breathing. "Parting is such sweet sorrow,... that I shall say good night 'till it be morrow. Let us meet,... in the land of dreams. In a beautiful garden,... somewhere only we know. See you soon, my love."

My love,...

Somehow, those words were the first things that came to your mind the moment you woke up. It's as if,... the gentle words were engraved on your mind, heart, and soul, making its presence known and not leaving you alone,...

Stretching your arms and yawning a lot, you realized that V was, of course, gone, and so were his familiars. And they didn't just leave, they even cleaned some of the mess from last night. The stuffed animals were carefully placed back to your shelves, the flower vase was back to your vanity table, even the curtain looked new.

You sighed, slightly feeling guilty that the night you spent with V has to end. You really enjoyed spending time with him, and you were able to relax and fall asleep without tossing and turning too much on your bed. You hoped that something like that would happen again, of V tapping into your window, in the middle of the night, and offering to read you stories once more as you sipped on the chocolate drink that Griffon and Shadow made for you. You hoped that he would stay with you and recite poems for you once more, until you fall asleep. You hoped that you could feel his arms around you again,...

As much as you wanted to stay in your bed and fondly think of the events that unfolded last night, the sun was already high up into the sky, and you still have lots of things to do. You swung your feet to the edge of the bed and reached for your neatly placed fluffy bunny slippers. You were about to make your way towards the bathroom to wash your face when you noticed something on the bedside table,...

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❄ @la-vita , @dreaming-gamer , @clevermentalitybeliever , @birdgirl69 , and @v-vic . ❄

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"Good morning, dearie!" Adelaide greeted you. "What do you want for - HEY!"

"I'll be back, gran!" You announced as you quickly made your way outside the house.

Still in your wool pajamas, you ran straight towards V's house and began knocking rapidly on his door. It was opened a few minutes later by the man, himself, who was still in his sleepwear and messy bed hair, as if he woke up just to answer you.

Fighting the urge to giggle at his unkempt, and yet adorable, appearance, you smiled at him and handed him a piece of paper. He took it and read it. The single word written in it still not registering in his mind, he asked you, " ... pardon?"

"You said, please, say yes." You excitedly informed him. "And I said, yes! I'm going to the New Year's Ball with you, V!"

It took the poet a full minute before he finally realized what you were talking about. And when he finally realized what your words truly meant, his eyes slowly widened and his mouth fell open in shock. He grabbed his messy hair with both hands and spoke, "That - that's your answer, right? You'll go to the Ball with me?"

"Hahaha! Of course, you silly poet!" You laughed as you threw yourself at him, hugging him and placing a tender kiss on his cheek. Oh, how sweet you smelled. What a nice morning, indeed! "See ya!"

And before V could even reciprocate with a kiss of his own, you took your hands off him, waved, and went back to your house.

Which was a good thing, seeing that he hasn't even gargled or brushed his teeth,...

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#devil may cry 5 #vitale sparda #three wishes #v x reader #v x you #chapter 8 #somewhere only we know #lily allen's somewhere only we know

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hilaryduffs · 5 years ago

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Could it be a dream? I think I heard a noise. Jumped out of bed. It's the no limit boys. I ran to the window. Creak creak. Bright red shining the new Hum-V. Snow in the south hmm that's kinda silly. Is it Santa Claus or is it my uncle Willy? Know we play games but this one feels weird when I see 8 shiny reindeer 'bout to come and get me, come on. Tell me a story. Okay you wanna know. Check it out. Now Santa called them by name. Dasher, Dancer, Prancer and they all came. Vixen, Comet, Cupid eyes drooping. Low ears look's like they snooping. Can't forget Doner and Blit's 3 kings. They carrying the gifts. Tell me a. I believe, oh I believe all things are possible on Christmas Eve. Wish for it, you just might get it okay. Every time I hear that rhyme I love it even more. Tell me a story about the night before.

Tell Me A Story (About The Night Before) [feat. Lil’ Romeo] by Hilary Duff

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cnchoebaby · 5 years ago

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RULES: List 10 songs you listen to the most, then tag 10 people.

i was tagged by @yatusabess & @bighoe im v late i be forgetting to do things im dummy

1. peleas by becky g

2. tóxica by cnco

3. amor de mis sueños by jasper bones

4. cupids chokehold / breakfast in america by gym class heros

5. la canción by bad bunny

6. la mejor versión de mi remix by natti natasha ft romeo santos

7. pure imagination by dream easy collective (also the shiloh dynasty & unclenathannn version)

8. corazoncito tirano by ángela aguilar

9. piensa en mí by grupo mojado

10. late to the party by kacey musgraves

i tag anyone who hasnt done this (bc idk who has and hasnt) also @gonetaelong @eyesoffyoujpg @cnc-woah @moonlitzabdiel (sorry if yall have done this already)

#lmao kacey is the only country i’ll listen to pls dont roast me😔#tags

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kazcaldwell · 5 years ago

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i. ten years old, marie's diner.

johnnie grabbed the big gulp cup, a size reserved for the section of southern america that still laughed in the face of diabetes. he pushed it against each soda in rapid succession; pepsi on diet on mountain dew on sprite on rootbeer. “they call it a suicide,” he told kaz, gulping down the heinous potion of his own creation. he smacked his lips and smiled when he was done, a grin sticky around the edges, missing its two front teeth. daring. reckless. like romeo before juliet's stone tomb, kaz grabbed a cup of his own. a suicide pact, sugary delights met such sweet ends.

ii. twelve years old, kaz's bedroom.

mr. caldwell's old cds were strewn about the room. two boys sat amidst the sea, sorting through the cases to find music that sounded the way they felt. angry, urgent, alive. johnnie with bruises, a fierce black eye that scoured the floor until he found it. the perfect album. a punk rock manifesto they played at deafening volume. johnnie screamed along to songs he did not know, full of more hurt and rage than any poser band from the 80s could ever have hoped to be. he was a bright, blinding fire and kaz was all consumed. if music be the combustion of love, burn on.

iii. thirteen years old, the caldwell bathroom.

when johnnie had his first taste of a girl, he described it to kaz in vivid detail. his words were of peaks and valleys, salty marshes, and humid climates. he vowed to become an explorer; he would chase the adventure of teenage girls, searching for a treasure he could not yet name. something akin to the love of a mother. he would give most of himself to this studious pursuit, but not all. there were little things he saved for his best friend, a boy who was as lovely and temperate as eternal summer. johnnie's jacket hanging in his bathroom. his bike knocked over in the backyard. a bedroom window always left unlocked.

iv. fifteen years old, the front seat of a beatup cadillac.

a needle, an ink well, an ill-advised setting for permanent art. what better way to mar their virgin skin than by the hands of their best friend? kaz went first, pricking a slow pattern along johnnie's right hand. the shape of an anchor to keep him sturdy in the constant tempest of his life. then johnnie's turn. it stung and then ached and then burned, the skull and crossbones he tattooed onto kaz's wrist. “'cause these hands are deadly,” he'd said, his smile both beautiful and dangerous. it was the day kaz learned some cupids killed with arrows, some with tattoos.

v. sixteen years old, johnnie's white mustang.

the car was quintessential johnnie. sharp, rough, cool. born of questionable origin. their first joyride was down south normal's broken roads in the middle of the night. johnnie's foot was lead on the pedal and their hearts beat in unison with every miles per hour gained. he was the happiest kaz had ever seen him, finally going the speed of his own temperament. kaz could not bring himself to look at the road, bewitched by the dark magic of johnnie's expression, of his hair under the moon, of the way he smiled like the revv of an engine. if life was naught but sound and fury, let it signify this. the space between them in the car. their reckless trust in shitty goodyear tires and that love would be enough.

vi. seventeen years old, behind the baseball field.

their friendship was as ferocious and soft as both boys could be. a part of that town the way marie's was, the way baseball was, the way god was. kaz never planned for monsters to trickle in with whetted claws and snatch everything that was his normal. both brothers, in a way. johnnie watched the months make distance between them, but he would not be abandoned like a condemned trailer. if love could not withstand, he was determined to prove himself a villain. to hate the idle pleasures of those years. to regain control, to wreck with his hands what was falling apart.

#// hey everybody i'm gay and write poetry #char work #johnnie

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Valentine's Day Cocktails - Romantic Drinks & Love Potions

What's The Most Romantic Drink For Valentine's Day?

That depends on your Valentine and what you're both in the mood for. Champagne and wine paired with chocolate and strawberries are some of Cupid's classic choices as amorous aphrodisiacs for V Day. However, the names, colors and/or ingredients in the collection of romantic drinks listed below make all these love potions potations great choices as Valentine's Day themed cocktails too.

Valentine's Day Cocktail Ideas

Affinity - [uh-fin-i-tee] A natural liking or attraction to someone which may have already, or will, result in falling in love and getting married to that person. That textbook dictionary definition is synonymous with Valentine's Day couples subject to Cupid's arrow. The modern version of this cocktail is a marriage of French and Italian vermouths to scotch whisky dashed with bitters. How sweet it is.

Barbara - This decadent dessert drink is a creamy, chocolaty cocktail mixed with vodka, white creme de cacao and cream.

Bellini - Is your Valentine as pretty as a peach? Then complement her beauty with this brunch favorite made with peach puree and Prosecco Italian sparkling wine.

Between The Sheets - This sensually suggestive sip is a Sidecar for sweethearts with equal parts rum, brandy, orange liqueur and lemon juice.

Cherry Blossom - The bright red from grenadine's pomegranate syrup and the brandied cherries form a flowering beverage blooming in crimson color for passionate picnicking under the celebrated Japanese tree.

Cupid Cocktail - Named after the Roman mythological god of desire, attraction and affection, this erotic love potion is a Sherry Flip spiced with red hot cayenne pepper instead of nutmeg.

Jayne Mansfield - This blonde bombshell was the February 1955 Playboy Playmate of the Month and her signature drink combines rum with strawberries and champagne. Just add a gift box of milk chocolates for a taste trifecta.

Love Potion #9 - You'd think that when you heard the Clovers sing about Madam Rue bottling this drink in her sink that some bathtub gin would be portioned into her potion. That's not the case though. There are so many to choose from that it's hard to decide, but a few of the formulas we love feature vodka and peach schnapps with either blood orange or pink grapefruit juice. Suggest you pour your favorite in a ratio of 3:1:3 and garnish with a strawberry for sip starters.

Niagara Falls - Are you proposing marriage on Valentine's Day? Then raise a toast to your bride to be with this drink. It honors the collective name for the three waterfalls that border the United States and Canada between the province of Ontario and the state of New York, one of which is Bridal Veil Falls. Made with vodka, orange liqueur, lemon juice, simple syrup and ginger ale, this misty mixer will shower her with additional tears of joy after you've popped the question.

Old Fashioned - If you love old fashioned romance and courting then you should value this drink as part of your date night with your valentine.

Poinsettia - The combination of orange liqueur, cranberry juice and champagne are a perfect pairing for passion. Why would you leave this red cocktail only on your list of Christmas holiday drinks?

Rose - “What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet...” ~ Juliet, in reference to Romeo's house, Montague. Along with hearts, cupid, lovebirds, doves, love knots, laces and more, roses are a popular Valentine's Day symbol which you can include as flowing flowers with these romantic recipes.

Valentino - Although it sounds like its related to Valentine's Day, this cocktail actually honors Rudolph Valentino, the Italian born silent film star known as the Latin Lover. However, the Campari in this Negroni variation gives this modern classic its bittersweet flavor and ruby red color which paired with the actor's on screen reputation is perfect for the occasion. The Americano which is minus the gin with a splash of club soda is a lighter version of the two.

What Valentine's Day drink does your sweetheart love?

#valentines day #Cocktails #drinks #holiday #champagne #themes #chocolate #strawberries

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creolesasuke · 3 years ago

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"O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be thoughts,

Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams

Driving back shadows over low'ring hills.

Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw Love,

And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings."

"Romeo and Juliet", Act II, Scene V, Lines 4-8

#Romeo and Juliet #Shakespeare #lit

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soapallo · 8 years ago

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my EAH oc! His name is Romeo V. Cupid and is a sadistic asshole who loves the sexy times ;) He is shitty in every way possible since he is the son of Eros and his destiny is called “The Saucy Boy”!~

#ever after high #ever after high oc #eah #eah oc #romeo v cupid #art #m y shit son

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kpopinformant · 7 years ago

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FANDOM MASTERLIST

FANDOM NAMES AND COLOURS: A Masterlist

GROUP NAME = FANDOM NAME / FANDOM COLOUR

N/A = Not Available

1TYM: Hip-Hop Village / Black

100%: Perfection / N/A

2NE1: Blackjack (Korea) or Blackjack Nolza (Japan) / Hot Pink

1NB: N/A / N/A

24K: 24U / N/A

2AM: I Am / Metallic Grey

2PM: Hottest / Metallic Grey

4MINUTE: 4NIA / Pearl Purple

4TEN: N/A / N/A

14U: Only U / N/A

8EIGHT: Sweet Voice / N/A

5URPRISE: N/A / N/A

9MUSES: MINE / Silver & Purple

A PINK: Pink Panda / Pink

AOA: Elvis / N/A

ALPHABAT: ALPHA / N/A

APEACE: Hana-one / N/A

AA: W / N/A

ASTRO: Aroha / Space Violet & Vivid Plum

A.C.E: Choice / N/A

A-JAX: A-LIGHT / N/A

AILEE: Aileeans / N/A

APRIL: FINEAPPLE / N/A

A-PRINCE: A-Land / N/A

AST’1: Eunice / Pearl Purple

AFTER SCHOOL: Play Girlz & Play Boyz / Yellow

B.A.P: Baby / Spring Green

BIGBANG: V.I.P / Black & Yellow

B1A4: BANA / Pastel Apple Lime Green

BABY V.O.X: Baby Angels / Pearl Baby Pink

B2ST: B2UTY / Dark Grey

B.I.G: Beginning / N/A

BATTLE: Battle Destiny / Pearl Gold

BABY VOX RE.V: Second Wing / Pink

BAEK JI YOUNG: N/A / Red

BERRY GOOD: Very Berry / N/A

BIG STAR: Only One / N/A

BESTIE: BESTiny / N/A

BLACK PEARL: N/A / Pearl Black

BLACK BEAT: Soul Black / Pearl Black

BLOCK-B: BBC / Black & Yellow Stripes

BoA: Jumping BoA (Korea) or SOUL (Japan) / Pearl Yellow

BLADY: Hi Ade / N/A

BOYS REPUBLIC: Royal Family / N/A

BgA: Kpoopers / Silver & Gold

BLACKPINK: BLINK / N/A

BLACK6IX: N/A / N/A

BP RANIA: A1ST (A first) / N/A

BRAVE GIRLS: FEARLESS / N/A

BOYFRIEND: Bestfriend / N/A

BIGFLO: Wave / N/A

B.O.M: Bloomer / N/A

BUZZ: Buzz’s Happy People / Blue

BTS: A.R.M.Y / N/A

BLANC7: PRISM / N/A

BYUL: N/A / Purple

BROWN EYED GIRLS: Everlasting / Yellow & Black

BTOB: Melody / Sky Blue

BULLDOK: Hotdok / N/A

C.N. BLUE: Boice / Blue

C-REAL: C-REALing / N/A

C-CLOWN: Crown / Pearl Forest Green

CHAOS: ChaoNyx / N/A

CHI CHI: Shy Girl & Shy Boy / N/A

CHAKRA: Goddess / Purple

CLC: Cheshire / N/A

CHOCOLAT: Chocolatier / N/A

COSMIC GIRLS (WJSN): Ujung / Airforce Blue, Vivid Tangerine & Timerwolf

CHAE YEON: N/A / Apricot

CO-ED SCHOOL: Classmates / N/A

CODE-V: V-intage / N/A

CLICK B: NIZI / Green

CROSS GENE: CandY / N/A

CSJH THE GRACE: Shapley / Pearl Pink

CRAYON POP: Popjusshi & Popgirl / Apple Green

DALMATIAN / DMNT: Dalmate / N/A

DAL SHABET: Darling / N/A

DIA: AID / N/A

DRUG RESTAURANT (JJY BAND): Jungbrahimovic / N/A

D-UNIT: Unique / N/A

DGNA (THE BOSS): Master / Pearl Terracotta

DREAMCATCHER: N/A / N/A

DAVICHI: Girls High / N/A

DAY6: My Day / N/A

DBSK/TVXQ: Cassiopeia (Korea) & Big East (Japan) / Pearl Red

DNT (DRAGON N TIGER): DAY / Chocolate

DIVA: N/A / Pearl Purple

EPIK HIGH: High Skool / Black

ERU: Hi Eru / Pearl Green

EXID: L.E.G.O / N/A

ELECTROBOYZ: Teamelectro / N/A

EVOL: Voller / N/A

EXO: EXO-L / Grey

EUN JI WON: G-CREW / Silver

F.CUZ: For U; Runway (Korea) & F.antasia (Japan) & F1 (China) / Twinkle Light Silver

F(X): N/A / Pearl Light Periwinkle

F.I.X: Polaris / N/A

FLY TO THE SKY: Fly High / Sky Blue

F.T. ISLAND: Primadonna / Yellow

FIESTAR: Let★s / N/A

FIN. K.L: Pinky / Red

G.O.D: Fan God / Sky Blue

G-DRAGON & DARA (DARAGON): Appler / N/A

GAVY NJ: Happiness / N/A

G.NA: G.Ni / N/A

GIRLS’ GENERATION (SNSD): S❤NE / Pastel Rose

GOT7: I Got7 / N/A

GFRIEND: BUDDY / N/A

GIRLS’ DAY: DAI5Y / N/A

GREAT GUYS: N/A / N/A

GUGUDAN: Dan-jjakn / N/A

GONG YOO: Yoo & I / N/A

GP BASIC: Spade / Purple

HELLO VENUS: Hello Cupid / Lime Green

HISTORY: Storia / N/A

HIGHLIGHT: LIGHT / Dark Grey

HYUNA: A-ing / N/A

H.O.T: Club H.O.T. (fans referred to as White Angels) / White

HITT: Hitter / N/A

HALO: HALOVE / N/A

HOTSHOT: Hotple / N/A

HEO YOUNG SAENG: Y.E.S / N/A

INFINITE: Inspirit / Pearl Metal Gold

IU: IUNA / N/A

IN2IT: IN2U / N/A

IKON: iKONIC / Orange-Red

ISAK N JIYEON: N/A / Pearl White

IMFACT: IF / N/A

I THE TRI-TOPS: TriStar / N/A

INX: N/A / N/A

IVY: Ivynus / Lime Green

JAY PARK: Jay Effect (fans referred to as Jay Walkers) / N/A

JANG NARA: Fly Nara Love / Pearl Blue

JJCC: Key / N/A

JESSI: Jebbies / N/A

JANG GEUN SEUK: Eels / N/A

J-WALK: Police / Yellow

JJ PROJECT: JOYOUS / N/A

JESSICA JUNG: Golden Stars / Gold

JEWELRY: Jewel Box / Pearl Blue

JUNIEL: Banila / N/A

JINUSEAN: N/A / Red

JYJ: N/A / Pearl Red

JBJ: Joyful / Dolly Yellow & Cornflower Blue

JO SUNG MO: Sungmo Maria / Transparent

KIM HYUN JOONG: Henecia / N/A

KIM HYUNG JUN: Junus (Korea) & Jjunaway (Japan) / N/A

KIM BUM: Bummies / N/A

KIM JONG KOOK: Papitus / N/A

KIM KYU JONG: ThanKYU / N/A

KIM SO EUN: Angels / N/A

KIM CHUNGHA: N/A / Pantone 374c, Pantone 332c & Pantone 358c

KARA: Kamilia / Pearl Peach

K.A.R.D: Hidden Kard / N/A

KNK: Tinkerbell / Twinkle Silver & Rose Gold

KCM: N/A / Pearl Emerald Green

KOYOTE: Little Ssun / Pearl Blue

KINO: Leaf / N/A

LC9: Love Beat / N/A

LABOUM: Latte / N/A

LEDAPPLE: L.E.D.A. / Pearl Teal

LADIES CODE: Lavely / N/A

LOVELYZ: Lovelinus / Pinkish-Purple

LEE MIN HO: Minoz / N/A

LEE SOO YOUNG: Crystal / Pink

LEE HYORI: HyoRish / Red

LEE SEUNG GI: Airen / Pearl Mint

LUNAFLY: Lukie / N/A

L.A.U (LU:KUS): AndU / N/A

LAYSHA: N/A / N/A

M.I.B.: Busterz / N/A

MBLAQ: A+ / Pearl Chocolate

MAP6: MAPSI / N/A

MVP: Victory / N/A

MC THE MAX: N/A / Ivory

MC MONG: Dream-kids / Pearl Peach

MARMELLO: MARMALADE / N/A

M.FECT: Mfectable / N/A

M. PEROR: Kingdom / N/A

M.I.L.K: Milky Way / Pink

MONSTA X: Mon bebe / N/A

MAMAMOO: Moomoo / N/A

MONSTER: N/A / Black

MR.MR: Miso / N/A

MISS A: Say A / N/A

MADTOWN: MADPEOPLE / N/A

MOON CHILD: N/A / Ivory

MYNAME: MYgirl / N/A

N-SONIC: Super Sonic / N/A

N-TRAIN: Eternal / N/A

NCT: NCTzen / N/A

NU’EST: L.O. Ʌ .E / N/A

N.FLYING: N.Fia / N/A

NRG: Cheonjae Ilwoo / Pink

OUTSIDER: Presto / N/A

ONE WAY: One Love / N/A

OH MY GIRL: Miracle / N/A

PARK HYO SHIN: Soul Tree / Green

PARK SHIN HYE: Star Angel / N/A

PAPAYA: N/A / Pink

PARAN: Blue Ciel / Pearl Sapphire Sky Blue

PENTAGON: Universe / UniNavy

PSY: PSYcho / Black

PRISTIN: HIgh / N/A

RAINBOW: Rain-nous / All 7 colours of the rainbow

RAIN: Clouds / Silver

RAINZ: Rainzer / Lilac Breeze & Aqua Sky

ROMEO: Juliet / N/A

ROYAL PIRATES: Royal Treasure / N/A

RANIA: A1ST / N/A

RED VELVET: ReVeLuv / Coral Pink

SE7EN: Lucky 7 / Lime Green

SECRET: Secret Time / White

SEEYA: SeeYa With You / Pearl Light Pink

SECHS KIES: DSF or YellKies / Yellow

SONAMOO: SolBangOol / Pearl Sapphire Green

SEVENTEEN: Carat / Rose Quartz and Serenity

SG WANNABE: Love Room / Pearl Gold

S#ARP: N/A / Red

S.E.S.: Friend / Pearl Purple

SHU-I: Was-i / Purple

SHINHWA: Shinhwa Changjo / Orange

SEVEN O’CLOCK: ROSE / N/A

SHINEE: Shawol / Pearl Aqua Green

SHE’Z: Holic / N/A

SISTAR: Star 1 / Fuschia

SM THE BALLAD: Balladears / N/A

SF9: Fantasy / N/A

SHINVI: Linos / Pearl Teal

SPEED: Deeps / N/A

SNUPER: Swing / N/A

SS501: Triple S/ Pearl Light Green

SMASH: smaSHE (Korea) & Smile (Japan) / N/A

SPICA: Mercury / N/A

SON DAM BI: DBLV / N/A

SAMUEL: Garnet / Rhodolite & Garnet

SUNNY HILL: H:LLËR / Sunshine Yellow

SUPER JUNIOR: E.L.F / Pearl Sapphire Blue

SUGAR: Sugar Island / Apricot

SUPERNOVA: Tinkerbell / Pearl

T-ARA: QUEENS (Korea) & Sweet Treasure (Japan) / Pearl Ivory

T-MAX: Mighty Max / Midnight Blue

TWICE: Once / Apricot & Neon Magenta

TEEN TOP: Angel / Pearl Light Lavender

TRAX: TRAXIAN / Pearl Cobalt Blue

TWO-X: Doubling / N/A

TASTY: 2Wings / N/A

TAHITI: N/A / Black Pearl

TINY-G: Mini-Me / N/A

THEEASTLIGHT.: Sunnies / N/A

TEI: Tenia / Pearl Blue

TRITOPS: Tristar / N/A

TOPPDOGG: ToppKlass / N/A

U-KISS: Kiss Me / Pearl Fuschia

UP10TION: HONEY10 / N/A

UNIQ: UNICORN / N/A

VIXX: Starlight / N/A

VAV: Vampz / N/A

V.O.S: Soulmate / Pearl Burgundy

VICTON: ALICE / Blue Atoll & Blazing Yellow

WONDER GIRLS: Wonderful / Pearl Burgandy

WINNER: INNERCIRCLE / Nebula Blue

WANNA ONE: WANNABLE / N/A

X-5: Xenia / N/A

YOUNHA: YounHapia / Light Pink

ZE:A: ZE:As / Pearl Gold

I spent far too long on this. If there are anymore to add, please feel free to do so, if any are wrong please let me know too x

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All information is from online, if any information is wrong please let me know. Information can be found on websites such as ALLKPOP, KPROFILE, NOWKPOP, and KOREABOO. Some information is also from interviews which members took park in.

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