#should write and yet I haven't 😔

[alectoperdita]

aughghghhg i need to draw but i have too many questions to ask!!

It's literally going to be too long so I put it under keep reading HAHAHA

Have you thought of a few scenarios yet...? 👀

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Mitsurugi would probably be suspicious that Kaiba has gotten involved with something shady. Jou's not exactly subtle in his signifiers about being in the yakuza. As for Naruhodo, that likely depends on the context in which they meet? If it's in a social setting, like both pairs just ran into each other on the street and made introductions, Naruhodo might just think Jou's a friendly guy. I mean his best friend is Larry, so not like Naruhodo doesn't already have friends that act kinda shady. 😅

Ohh yeahh! Actually I thought regardless of what scenario Naruhodo meets mob joey, his first impression would be like a mix between Larry (friendliness?) and Klavier (because Jou oozes that charisma + suaveness and flashiness).

Also I think (hmm, maybe you think otherwise) but Naruhodo would be able to tell that they're dating(?) if he notices Kaiba's body language, such as looking more relaxed and not as much tense, and letting Jou like, let's say put a hand on Kaiba's shoulder for example.

this one you posted

Seto's a complete simp for Jou. It's only going to get worse as time passes. 😂

How so.... 👀👀👀 I would like to know... or will it be shown later in the fic?

Seto is intensely possessive and jealous, and he's terrible at hiding it. Does his best not to think of what other people Jounouchi might be fooling around with when he's not around (Jounouchi is not sleeping with other people but God forbid they actually communicate), but knows he can't begrudge them because they never agreed to be in a relationship.

What examples do you have in mind where he shows his jealousy without Jou in presence? 👀 Maybe for example, he's sitting at his desk typing out and suddenly he recalls his image of Jou in his douchey jacket from Ch 3 and sitting next to the hostesses?

I think the main hesitation with doing the "Jou kills Gozaburo and Seto helps him cover it up" is that it would have immense impact on the tone of the story. I could do it as part of a series, so that this earlier reconnection stuff is somewhat separated from a more serious murder cover-up plot.

In general, I don't think Jounouchi would do this lightly/in cold blood. It would have to be in defense of Seto, as in Seto is in immediate grave danger unless Jounouchi stepped in. There's also the possibility of Jounouchi doing it in revenge of some great wrong Gozaburo might have done to Seto. That said, I can't come up with any reason I like that doesn't feel overdramatic.

But it's still a fun scenario to consider.

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Oooo I had forgotten about Klavier. I haven't played the Apollo Justice games yet. But yeah, I can see how Naruhodo would recognize a bit of that showy/flashy vibe from Klavier.

It's true, though. Jounouchi is a tactile guy. And it's in character for him as a gangster to be touchy and close, like slinging an arm over Seto's shoulders. In this case, he's not doing it to intimidate or unsettle Seto. He just wants to be close to Seto cuz he likes him and he understands what he can get away with with the persona he plays in public. What is most telling to Naruhodo is tglhat Seto allows Jounouchi to do that and hover in his personal space.

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Seto is very thirsty for Jounouchi. His mind can't help but go in the gutter/right to sex when he's near Jounouchi. He gets so irrationally angry about Jounouchi's fashion sense sometimes, yet he can't get him alone and fuck him fast enough. And then there are the times when Jounouchi's clothing doesn't offend him, he's just kinda weak for him. Jounouchi in a leather jacket is his ultimate weakness. 🤣

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He and Jounouchi text a lot. So I imagine that Jounouchi also likes telling Seto about the stuff happening around him, like other employees at the club. In fact, I think a lot of the times they're texting is later at night so Jounouchi is usually at the club. Might occasionally take selfies and send them to Seto, sometimes with other employees or club goers/regulars. That's guaranteed to drive Seto a little batty. Especially if he's writing late-night documents/emails, and then all he can think about is Jounouchi dancing and drinking with other people in the club. Has half a mind to slam his work laptop shut and go down to the club himself. Jounouchi's always trying to convince him to go...

[oh-meow-swirls]

how does the raft not capsize.

[frankensteinposm0]

maybe my fav coping mechanism is rewatching my favorite Stan angst edits 10,000 times

[n3ongold3n]

Current procrastination level: painting my nails kotallo -inspired 🦈

[milkmily]

Together

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Mr.Scarletella x fem Reader

Smut I Saw like a theory in tik tok where it said (something like this not quite sure) that MC would leave bodies right and Mr Scarletella would think that she'd do all of that for him so he would be super interested in them. So imma use that :D also reader Is in college because I don't like using the term “school” cuz its uncomfortable and i'm writing smut.

Ahead: Unprotected Sex(stay safe:p) and biting also sorry it's super short 😔

“Me want your name.”

This had always happened. Well, like maybe 2 times. But now, he won't leave you alone after you have found out what you have done. What you really are. You just aren't some cute woman who goes to college. You were a murder. Why? Just to get that adrenaline that would come with it.

As you took their lives, you had always had this feeling as if someone was looking at you. Eyes. Always, always, Always on you. At everything you did. But you'd turn and check every corner and nothing. No one would be there. Maybe you were just paranoid. You haven't even been caught yet. So it wouldn't matter. And now here you are, face to face with what has been looking at everything you have ever done. Mr. Scarletella.

“You give your name?”

He asks. You had two options. Try to beat him, even though you knew that wouldn't work, or finally give your damn name to him. You remembered the telephone had told you to not give your name. Mr. Crawling had protected you the first time you had met Mr Scarletella. You threw your crowbar at him and he started to glitch. He asks again and you didn't answer, attacking him but again, it went right through him. And everything changes. You open your eyes and see him face to face with you. You hold your crowbar high and your eyes go wide at what he said.

“You like me? Me like you.” He says and you give him a puzzled look. “What?” You asked as you lowered your crowbar. “Let us go together. You teach name?” You groan and throw the crowbar at him again. And you start to speak back to him. And finally.

“like you.” You say and everything is back to normal. You open your eyes to see an umbrella. You picked it up and looked up at it. It's a normal umbrella. It isn't red. You looked down and saw a hand on top of yours, you screamed and threw the umbrella. You looked around and saw Mr Scarletella looking back at you. “Together.” He says as he is now in front of you. You gulped and took some steps back. You blinked and he's gone, but you feel warm breathing behind you. You felt his hands on your arm as he said again, “Together.”

“W-What?!” You ask and feel his warm breathing on your neck, goosebumps all over your body. “Together.” He says again and you feel small kisses on your neck. You gasp and feel your body heat up. “W-Wait-” you felt his hands start to go all over your body. they'd move from your arms down to your hands and move to your stomach. He'd gently and softly move them up and his hands bumped onto your breast. You softly gasp as his lips meet your neck. “You give.” He says. “You give. Grateful.” He says as he keeps kissing your neck, making you moan. “Grateful.” He whispers on to your neck as his hands move under your shirt.

Oh. You remembered now. The bodies. The things you'd say while killing them. “If someone is here watching, these are all for you.” Oh. “You're returning the favor?” You ask but his hands continue to move higher and his kisses move to your shoulder. You shiver and hold your arms up as the shirt is lifted up to reveal your breast, your nipples hard from being turned on. You should Be scared but…you aren't. You've always been interested in Mr Scarletella. You just never could get close to him or else he will keep asking about your damn name.

And now here he is. His hands cupping your breast as he kissed your neck. Your moan and gasp. You pulled his hands away and he stopped kissing your neck. “Why?” He asks and you turn to look at him. You smiled at him and he gave you his wide smile. “Me like you. You like me?” He asks again. “Me like you.” You say to him as you try to reach up to him. He lowers himself to your height and you cup his face. “You like me.” He says and you nod. He tilts his head to the side as he grins and holds your hand.

“Together.” He says. he moved his hands to cup your breast again, moaning. He knew you were feeling good with the sound you made. The expression on your face. He hummed and looked at you. You were perfect. You may not give him your name, but that can be for later. You were his now. You are his now. No one else's. You are his either way.

He pins you on the floor, straddling you. The floor is so cold against your bare back. You yelp and look up at him who was on top of you, his hands on the floor as he was on top of you, Grinning. His red hair still somehow covered one of his eyes as He looked down at you. You looked at him and tilted your head. “Together.” He says again as he moves his hand to cup your face. His hands are so big compared to yours. He only really only needs one hand to perfectly fit your face. His face got closer To yours, his breathing on your face.

You couldn't help but whimper at how close he Is. You could already feel how wet you were. Your pussy is aching for him already. He grins down and looks down at the clothes you were wearing. He slowly lifted up the coat you had on and pulled your pants with your panties down. You lift your hips up to help him. You continue to look at him as he keeps looking at you. The way he looked at you had your body reacting. And then you asked yourself: He knows what to do already? Maybe he had seen a lot of incidents where people would Go where he is to ya know, just have sex. Or who knows. All you know is he already knows what he is doing.

He looks at you and grins as his fingers rub between your wet pussy lips. You softly gasp and look at his hand. He closed your lips together, making You jump. “Like?” He asks and you nod. He greatly presses his finger to your clit and starts to rub. You open your legs more as he keeps rubbing. He lowers his head as he brings your nipple in his mouth. You whimper and look down at him. He picked and gently bit down on your nipple. “Ouch.” You whine and look up at you. He grins and continues to suck on it.

He brings his hand back up and Teases your other nipple. He starts to rub himself on you. You felt how big he was though his pants already. You gulp and moan.

You suddenly felt something warm and wet rub up and down your clit. You looked down and saw his cock out, rubbing between your folds to get his tip wet with your arousal. You couldn't help but moan at the sight. He was still sucking your nipple and It was starting to get sore. You pull his head away and he looks at you. He grins and presses his tip at your cunt. You open your legs a bit more and your hips closer to him. He lifts your hips Up, making you yelp. You looked up at him and he gently pushed Himself in your cunt. “Together.” He says and groans. You rolled your eyes back quickly as you felt how he stretched you out. You moaned and looked at him.

He starts to move his hips as he looks down at how your pussy would suck him in. He brings His thumb to your flit and starts to rub it. You moan and hold on to your hair as he keeps thrusting.

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You were on the cold concert floor, your face on the floor, ass up as Mr Scarletella moved his hips, he was panting fast and groaning as he kept pushing his cock in so deep and fast. “Ah! I can't!” You moan but you knew you wanted more. How many times have you come already? Jesus. He kept making you switch positions every time you came. He First had you laying down as he held your hips up. The next one was you riding him but you soon gave up so he simply grabs your hips and pushes you up and down. He's really strong. He had you laying down again but he held both of your legs just to go deeper inside of you.

Now he has your ass up as he keeps pushing in and out of you. His thrusting became harsher. “Mr Scarletellaaaa- ah! There!” You moan. You could feel how his cock came in and out of you, how warm and wet he felt. You whine and moan as his cock brushes your g-spot. “Together.” He kept saying and moaning. He really loved that word a lot.

You hold onto his hand that was on your hips. You turn to look at him, teary eyes As you moan. You were close again. You needed to cum on his cock again. You whimper and whine as he keeps thrusting into you, this time even faster. You scream and your toes curl as you bury your face on the floor, eyes rolling back as you cum on his cock. You hear him groan and feel something warm dripping out of your pussy.

You pant and whine trying to catch your breath but he quickly makes you turn around and lifts up your right leg. You whine and shake your head. “No-” You say and moan as he pushes his cock in again, slipping in so easily. He buried his face in your neck and groaned. “Together.” He says again and he thrusted. His thrust is a bit slow and more softer now. you wrapped your arms around him as he keeps moving his hips. You could hear a short whine coming from him as you tug at his hair. You whimper and whine. Every thrust Made you so sensitive and feel everything.

Mr Scarletella kisses your neck and whimpers. He's sensitive too. He could feel everything about you. But he just loved that he was finally with you, be with you, be in you. Be together.

A couple of more thrusts and he cums inside of you. He pulls out and pants as he looks down at your pussy that dripped out his cum. He groans and rubs his cum between your folds. He pressed his cock inside your entrance and said, “Together, again…” as he pushed his cock in, making you whine.

Hey @kita-01 and @misaamanekinnie21 , patiently waiting 🫡

[maepop]

any tucker content for the depraved soul :DDD (seriously though all in all I just?? love the way you write your characters and the way you design them!! cant wait to learn more abt ur stories because I will eat them up and they will taste like strawberry sundaes,, sundays?? idk how to spell it whoopsie toodles,,,)

omggg yessss i feel like i haven't actually properly posted her on here yet but here's tucker for anyone who doesn't know her :D (and thank you so much for the interest in my works ;w; i need to fix up my toyhouse...)

she's yoon-cheol's roommate who is the 27(?)-year-old at the club, as a duo they're my gay son and thot daughter😔 dont ask who the Davey is in her tattoo she doesn't remember how she got that!

since tucker's unemployed she takes care of yoon-cheol's pet penguin Gals while he's at work but she takes that penguin to the bar with her too many times 😭 honestly where is their sitcom spin off, everything should be about them ... i should draw her more if you like her thank you!

i had a doodle of yoon-cheol and tucker giving gals a bath but i cant find it anymore so u jst have to trust me

[starmocha]

Okay but hear me out…a play date for all the LADS kiddos? I wanna see Sylus’ little birdie play with Zayne’s lil snowdrop or Xavier’s lil starlight 🥺 Maybe she can be besties with Raf’s lil coral too? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

I always imagined these guys have their own MCs who are friends with each other so it would be cute if we get to see the kids play together 🥺

(I have a huge soft spot for Lil birdie so i want to see her more hopefully in the future 🥹🫶🏼)

SQUEALING. omg I'm so glad you mentioned how they have their own MC, because sometimes I do want the kiddos to play together, but then I'm like wait a minute....unless...?

and psst....Caleb's boy....little pilot 🥹

Xav's daughter is the youngest at 2, so Lil Birdie takes her big sis role very seriously (even though she's only one year older lol) and because she's actually a lonely little rich girl sometimes because of her parents' jobs :(

Little Snowdrop would be the eldest and he would also be hyper conscious about taking care of everyone. he may or may not be carrying around a tin can with cute band-aids for his friends

Snowdrop also requires payment in the form of sweets it's tough making a living in this economy his mom limits his sweets intake and Zayne gets scolded if he sneaks around her rule 💀

omg I haven't decided how I want Raf's kid's personality to be yet. I was leaning on the super sweet side, but now I'm wondering if I should make him sassy like his dad as well lol. That's kind of why I haven't been able to get the first story out yet because I'm such a coward about writing Raf and lowkey Xav too.... 😔

Little Starlight is spoiled sweet by everyone especially her father.... she's definitely a little more girlie than Birdie is, but she's also a feisty little miss who uses her cuteness to her advantage

Little Pilot is also younger at 2, so maybe that's why he's a little more reckless lol. He is fearless and adventurous and loves getting into dangerous situations. I am in the process of writing his first story rn and all I am saying is carbon copy of Caleb. like 100%. His eyes as well. 100% CALEB. MC's genes didn't even try lol.

[zapreportsblog]

Hello 🙋🏼 Can you, pleease write about The Lost Boys taking care of the sick reader? Allergy, flu, cold, rhinitis and ✨ such ✨ 😅 She goes crazy telling them to stay away because she's ugly and disgusting, but they take care of her anyway 😔 🥺

Sooo relatable

↱ taking care of our baby ↰

➘ summary : the lost boys take care of their sick girlfriend

➘ Marko x David x reader x Dwayne x Paul , the lost boys x reader

➘ a/n : I’m sure we all can relate to this

The cavernous darkness of the underground lair was disrupted by the flickering light of a few scattered candles. Marko, Paul, Dwayne, and David, the tight-knit group known as the Lost Boys, exchanged glances as they gathered around the worn wooden table. Unease threaded through the air like a shadow, driven by the unsettling absence of someone who was an integral part of their lives.

"Has anyone seen (Y/N)?" Marko's voice broke the silence, his brows furrowed with concern. He leaned against the rough stone wall, his dark eyes scanning the faces of his comrades.

Paul shook his head, the dread building within him. "I haven't. She's always here waiting for us when we wake up. It's not like her to be late or to miss a gathering like this."

David's gaze flickered towards the cave entrance, his lips set in a thoughtful line. "It's not like her to just disappear without a word. We need to find out where she is."

Dwayne, the usually quiet one, chimed in with a heavy note of worry in his voice. "Maybe something happened to her. We should start searching."

With a shared sense of urgency, the Lost Boys scattered, fanning out to cover the area surrounding the cave. Their footsteps echoed off the walls as they called out her name, searching every nook and cranny for any sign of their missing girlfriend.

As minutes turned into what felt like hours, a gnawing sense of anxiety settled in their chests. The bond they shared with (Y/N) was strong, an unbreakable connection that had formed through shared experiences and mutual trust. Her absence left a void that was impossible to ignore.

Just as doubt began to creep in, Marko's voice rang out, sharp and urgent. "Over here!"

The others hurried to his side, their hearts pounding in their chests as they saw (Y/N) lying on the ground, unconscious but seemingly unharmed. David was the first to reach her, his fingers brushing against her cheek as he tried to rouse her.

"(Y/N), wake up," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and relief.

Slowly, (Y/N)'s eyelids fluttered open, revealing her (e/c) eyes that were slightly dazed. She blinked up at the worried faces of her friends, confusion knitting her brows together.

"What... what happened?" Her voice was soft, a whisper that carried a hint of vulnerability.

"You tell us," Paul said gently, kneeling down beside her. "We were worried sick when you didn't show up. Are you okay?"

(Y/N) tried to sit up, her movements slightly shaky. She ran a hand through her hair, looking around as if trying to piece together what had happened. "I... I don't remember. Everything's a blur."

David helped her to her feet, his touch gentle yet reassuring. "You scared us, (Y/N). We thought something happened to you."

A mixture of emotions washed over her—embarrassment, gratitude, and a tinge of fear. She leaned on them for support, feeling their presence like an anchor in the midst of her confusion.

As they made their way back to the cave, the sense of unity among the Lost Boys was stronger than ever. Whatever had transpired, (Y/N) was back with them, and that was all that mattered. The bond they shared was unbreakable, and as they returned to the warmth of the candles' glow, they knew that they could face anything as long as they faced it together.

The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow across the cavern as the Lost Boys gathered around the table, their concern for (Y/N) palpable. She sat with them, her gaze distant as she tried to recall the events that had led to her sudden collapse.

"It's all starting to come back to me," (Y/N) murmured, her voice soft but determined. "I was waiting for you all, like I usually do, and then... I started feeling really lightheaded and dizzy. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground and everything was blurry."

The expressions of worry on the faces of the Lost Boys deepened. Marko reached out to place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "That doesn't sound good. Are you sure you're okay?"

(Y/N) nodded, a small smile touching her lips. "I think I know what happened. I've been feeling under the weather for the past few days. I got the flu, and I must have overexerted myself. The heat from the candles in here probably didn't help either."

Paul's brows furrowed as he looked at her critically. "Are you sure you're feeling better now?"

She nodded again, her gaze locking onto his. "I promise, I'm feeling much better. It was just a combination of things that made me pass out."

David's concern was evident as he leaned closer, his fingers pressing lightly against her forehead. "(Y/N), you still feel warm. Let's check your temperature to make sure you're not running a fever."

With unanimous agreement, the Lost Boys swung into action. They fetched a thermometer and ensured (Y/N) was comfortable as they took her temperature. As they waited for the result, her eyes met each of theirs, gratitude shimmering in her gaze.

When the thermometer beeped, Paul read the display with a frown. "You're still hot, (Y/N). This doesn't sound like you're completely better."

She chuckled softly, shaking her head. "I appreciate your concern, but it's not that bad. I've been feeling much worse."

David's lips curved into a reassuring smile. "We're not ones to take chances. We're a family, and we look out for each other."

Marko nodded in agreement, his gaze steady. "We're not going to let you tough it out on your own. We'll take care of you until you're back to your normal self."

Touched by their unwavering support, (Y/N) felt a surge of warmth in her chest. She had found something precious with the Lost Boys—a bond that transcended blood ties. And as they continued to look out for her, she knew that no matter the challenges they faced, they would overcome them together.

The night air carried a refreshing coolness that brushed against (Y/N)'s overheated skin as she lay near the entrance of the cavern. The Lost Boys had been taking shifts, staying by her side to make sure she was comfortable as she battled her illness. But even as the night breeze provided some relief, the fever still lingered, causing her body to break into intermittent sweats.

She let out a weak sigh, her (e/c) eyes fixed on the starlit sky above. Despite the discomfort, she appreciated the tranquility of the night, a stark contrast to the feverish haze that had consumed her for the past day. She felt weak and vulnerable, her body protesting against the sickness that had taken hold.

Dwayne sat nearby, his presence offering a sense of comfort. He glanced at her, concern etched on his features. "How are you feeling, (Y/N)?"

She managed a weak smile, her voice slightly hoarse. "Better than earlier, I think. The night air helps."

He nodded, his gaze gentle. "Just hang in there. We're here for you."

The others had retreated deeper into the cave, giving her some space. The faint glow of candles illuminated the interior, casting a warm light against the stone walls. Despite their absence, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her appearance—her flushed skin, damp hair, and the general disarray she was in due to her fever.

"Don't look at me," she mumbled, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. "I must look awful right now."

Dwayne's chuckle was soft and reassuring. "You're not exactly at your best, but that doesn't matter. We care about you, no matter how you look."

As her fingers played with the edge of her shirt, she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. Their acceptance of her, even in her vulnerable state, touched her heart. It was a reminder of the bond they shared—a bond that went beyond appearances.

"You don't have to worry about being 'ugly,'" he said gently, as if reading her thoughts. "We're all in this together, sickness and all."

Her lips curved into a faint smile as she met his gaze. "Thank you, Dwayne."

His smile in return was warm and genuine. "Anytime, (Y/N). We're a family, remember?"

As the night stretched on, (Y/N) closed her eyes, allowing the cool breeze to wash over her. The Lost Boys had shown her that true acceptance wasn't based on appearances, but on the connections they shared. And in the midst of her sickness, that was a lesson worth holding onto.

[rikas-things]

A.K.A. Why Lilia Vanrouge is Awesome!!!

I'd like to apologize.

Heavy spoilers for the English content for Book 7 as I will need to delve into Peepaw Lilia's backstory for this to make any lick of sense, so if you haven't caught up, you'll have to skip 😔

More after the cut V⁠●⁠ᴥ⁠●⁠V

Since there's a good many of you guys who would need context for the whole "counter culture" thing, I'll have to dive into the history of the punk movement for a bit, so please bear with me.

So, what even is punk? Punk is an attitude, a way of life, but it wouldn't be anything without its music. Begining in the 70s with most of its origins in England and North America, it rejected the "conformist" nature of music at the time, talking about anti-establishment and, what do you know, counterculture! They were big on freedom of expression and showing off their individualality, regardless if it was "acceptable" or "proper" in the eyes of the layman.

Why do I bring this up? Well, because of Lilia's involvement in the Pop Music Club!

Music being one of the key elements here, I noticed in one of his vignettes how Lilia is often cited to be able to growl, similar to death metal screams (this being due to his ability to modify his vocal chords with magic due to the ancient fae language, which is being spoken less and less withing Briar Valley) and interestingly enough the growl has actually some roots in punk and emo scenes!

Lilia also tends to have his tastes in fashion mostly derive from punk and goth related fashion, like fish nets, black nail polish, and even his hair!

See what I'm seeing?

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So... what's the point?

I'm sure this is where you've come to, the whole point of this. Well, it all starts with his past!

Lilia was born an orphan, with no family or royal history prior to being taken in by the Draconians, and, despite being a bat fae, which is one of the lower ranks of the totem pole next to pixies, is not only the most infamous and powerful soldier in Briar Valley's fae army, but was able to befriend the land's princess and her soon to be husband and gain the respect of many.

This was a problem for the higher ups of Briar Valley, who, clearly show a bias towards how they think the hierarchy should go.

Ergo, the Council:

BOOOOO- Ahem.

The Council is introduced as the spirits of the royals (assumedly non-monarch) who had long since passed from their time yet decided to use their powers to protect the original castle of Briar Valley, the place even Queen Malenoa (Mal's grandma) resides.

They're also... incredibly classist. The air around them and Lilia was palpable (kudos to the writing team for that) as they don't hold any of their ignorance back with not only blaming Lilia for the death of their Queen, who very willingly sacrificed herself for the safety of her egg. Calling him "filthy" and "foolish" even after he nearly died himself, twice in fact.

And then, when they or the Queen or the other royals couldn't get the egg to hatch after many, many failed attempts due to Malleus rejecting their magic, the Queen called Lilia back to the capital to find a means to get their prince to finally hatch or he'll die.

And after many, many travels to the other lands and even allowing Malleus to absorb his lifeforce, again, sacrificing himself all for the sake and well being for his country, what do they do? Do they thank him for this heroic act?! Nope! They brandish him again as filthy and plot to hide the details of Malleus's birth regarding Lilia's sacrifice out of pure hater energy!

And, I'm sure you're aware of it, but the story is practically screaming at us that the Council is the physical manifestations of the old ways of Briar Valley, a.k.a. the status quo (kinda like the music/fashion was prior to the punk explosion) while Lilia is the counterculture!

From his multi-colored hair, to his ability to rub shoulders with the FREAKING RULERS of the land and could GET THEM TO LIKE HIM, to his ever changing views of humans and his own home. Lilia's very existence spits in the hypothetical faces of the Council members!

To put it into terms it's like this: if pixies were goombas, then Lilia would probably be like a Koopa Troopa- and to the Council, it's as if the Koopa Troopa became a Bullet Bill!

He's the very reason why Malleus himself has a less hostile impression of humans; his current self is completely different from how he was when introduced to Silver as a baby.

So! What do y'all think? Do you agree with the takes in this post? And do you have any questions/concerns about it?

Did I miss something?

If you liked it please feel free to leave your reactions! I hope to make more in the future! Bye for now!

[gwaaaaar]

The General State of MazM

So. MazM recently made Pechka pay to play. Fuck. I don't want to be hostile but to all those that complained about the ads this is the alternative and it's not too good...

MazM has 7 members right now and no one from the Thy Creature team is left. (Off the top of my head the members should be birdy the director, jessy is i think a programmer, luffy the marketer, martin the new artist, whoever writes the newsletters and 2 others). That is. Incredibly shocking and I do worry about the state of MazM. In 2021 one of their employees on twitter said MazM was on the verge of bankruptcy and begged people to play Thy Creature because it was their only hope.

MazM isn't bankrupt right now I'd assume but this is such a sudden change with no prior information provided. I worry that they'll go back to POTO and JNH and make those P2P too...

This isn't very good. They're going to release Metamorphosis in Autumn 2024. They haven't released Lessa: Checkmate in English yet. When these titles do come out, I ask that the MazM fandom be vocal in their support and well, not complain about the ads 😔. They're trying their best but free content is difficult when the fanbase is so small, comprised largely of people who can't pay for a variety of reasons. I think our best bet would be to try to popularize the games through word of mouth, and if anyone can afford it and wants to, spare a bit of money.

I think MazM would benefit from a patreon or some sort of subscription for exclusive content. That way they wouldn't alienate their f2p fanbase whilst attracting the attention of those who can spare a penny for exclusive content.

Show your support as much as you can!

[antlered-prince]

The brain worms got to me 😔

(disclaimer: my crusty writing skills that I haven't touched in 84 years, english, grammar, faeu has me on a chokehold)

Fae!Dream always gets what he wants. I mean, why wouldn't he? With a smile that will tug your heartstrings and a voice that seems to sing endless love songs to you (even if he's insulting you), it won't be long before a human flies far too close to the sun and think to themselves, "I'm in love!" and he'll snatch them away to their new forever home.

So one day, when Dream was looking for a human to scurry away to the fae realm, he meets you. At first you didn't seem interesting to him. You were like any other human, you look plain, you sound plain, even the way you go up and about is also plain to him. He never saw you smile, you also didn't carry much elegance in the way you walk or carry yourself, not that you seem to care, nor did you have that puppy-like cheer that others possesses, much like those who swarmed over to him when they heard a handsome young man visited their village. Too busy to care, nor to notice him.

And yet in the endless sea of humans, you're the only one he sees.

A smile crept to his face. You're an interesting blend. You would make a good addition to his collection. He wasn't in a rush anyway. You'd be fun to break.

And he did. But it took longer than he expected. His advances became fruitless with a stone cold heart like yours. It's either his praises went over your head, you're oblivious, or is blatantly ignoring him. He assumed you were just playing hard-to-get at first, but you were actually a challenge he hasn't had in a long while.

But as time went on, he finds that you have a quick wit that never fails to make him laugh and momentarily forget about the conversation you two (or just him, seeing as you rarely speak, just quietly listening) were talking about.

And when he does strike a chord. You two get to have deep conversations on topics you are interested in. And, he can't help but admit it, he likes the way your eyes light up whenever you ramble on, then abruptly stop before sheepishly jesting how you must've talked his ear off.

...but he will always let you continue either way. He doesn't know why, but your voice tastes like the sweetest of honeys that ever laced his tastebuds.

You were addicting.

He doesn't know what he's feeling—no wait, he knows, he just never expected for him to fall first before you. He's still in denial. And as he should! Dream couldn't believe it! That wasn't how the plan was supposed to be! You were the one who's supposed to fall! Not him!

...those thoughts kept lingering at the back of his head.

The days pushed on. Everyday, he feels that you're slowly trusting him. Slowly opening up. Slowly blooming into the flower that you were supposed to be. He underestimated you, and he slightly cringes to the thought that he thought of you as some plain human.

It's almost as if he doesn't want to break that heart he just opened.

At the back of his head, he almost wanted to bail with this idea of his. Almost. He finally brings you to the forest, masked as a little trip to a hidden garden in the woods for a picnic. A garden, an entrance. This is the day. Yet he still feels conflicted, his soul sinks to the thought of how you'd react to the revelation that he was never human. He was a fae. A fae who had an ulterior motive. A fae who chipped through the ice that surrounded your heart just so he can bring you his world. To become one of them.

But wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't you like to be with him? Wouldn't you like to spend the rest of eternity cracking jokes and finally be able to do the things you've always wanted to do but couldn't because of your miserable human life?

Wouldn't you like that?

Wouldn't you like to be with him? Forever?

...you love him.

His conflicted thoughts seemed to have died down after that.

You take a bite of the pie he created. It was divine. It effortlessly melts in your mouth, the flavor bursts like endless fireworks, each one tastes distinctly different yet the same with every bite and every gulp. It was sublime. You've never tasted anything like this. It almost felt like something such as this would never exist.

You turn to Peiskos to sing praises to the pie he baked but... He's not there.

You dropped the fork that he handed to you. You didn't see Peiskos. You see a skeleton. He was dressed in silks and satins that you've never seen in your world before. He was bejeweled with gold-like bangles (you couldn't seem to tell if it was gold or not for some reason. Like it was shifting differently every once in a while) and a brilliant crown perched on his head.

...there were also wings. Wings that were attached to his back. Wonderful golden-hued wings that seems to flutter with pride and glory as you focus your attention to it. You hear the skeleton chuckle. You think he said something. But you were to distracted, your eyes bulged in horror. It gazes towards the pie you ate and back to him.

You should have known.

"...What have you done to me?"

The process of getting you settled in was quick. You didn't give a peep since. Dream understands. You were still in shock (A small part of him felt as though it was withering with how lifeless your eyes look like), but he digresses. You'll be back to your blooming-self before you knew it.

Like a flower, he will keep you from withering away. Like a bird, he will keep you safe and happy and well fed. And in his garden, you'll never be alone ever again. You love him. He can feel it. He knows it. He knows the meaning behind your gaze when you look at him, the way your laughter sang differently when you first met, and the wrinkles that form at the corner of your eyes whenever he makes you smile. Humans have fallen in love with him. He's seen it all. He can never be wrong. And won't you be happy here with him? Eternally?

Right?

...right?

Originally, this was supposed to be about nightmare. What came to me aaaaaaaaaaa

aaaaaa this was so gooooood

i've been travelling so i've been pondering it throughout the day, thank you for this lovely lil drabble (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

[nukecommacomrad]

Hallooo everynyan

yee it is my headcanons of the relationships between the characters, the way how i see it (just hear me out, if you can read)(und i fell like shit, so I need to write for a while, and then I'll start drawing again, and also i want you to know who you're contacting when you see this mindset >:))

in general, it is difficult to do this, given that the characters do not interact with each other at all from the word at all, but you can fantasize. And I can even fantasize in this context :)

I consider this as in the approximate canons of the game and generally do not like that everything would be so easy. Everything should start with a little intrigue, so not everyone has a love relationship and stuff at once, yeee...I know it might be boring for you, but accept it from me that I'm nerd 🤓

lmao good luck sorting this out. I went overboard so much, but I hope that everything is roughly clear there ":)

btw, I'll explain the most complicated relationships I have, which I find quite funny, and I haven't noticed anyone else making the same assumptions yet. Therefore, I will say what I cannot keep silent about 😔🗣️if you want, you can ask me questions about this or anything else! I won't mind at all, and I can still take requests!! I need to do something while I can't draw funny drawings.

Glass Joe&Von Kaiser. Glass is not as cute as he seems, although he is a little silly (but everyone there is a little silly, so this is the norm, lmao)

if you know history you will understand 🔽🔽🔽

The relationship between Kaiser and Joe is really similar to that of an elderly married couple, although they themselves are unaware of it. Joe and Kaiser are the oldest there, so it seems to me that they started their boxing careers a long time ago and have known each other for a long time. Joe also has patriotic tendencies like Kaiser (none of the other guys shout about their country as loudly as he does, lol). Therefore, it seems to me that they must have had a conflict on this ground. When they were both in their prime, they started arguing over who could last the longest in boxing. Joe recognizes strength only in spirit, while Kaiser recognizes physical strength and discipline. And maybe it started when they were over 27 (for Joe) or 30 (for Kaiser). And now, these weirdos are still in the ring, refusing to give up on each other. The Frenchman already has problems with his head physically, and the German mentally (how ironic), but these stubborn sheep do not give up. These many years hand in hand have brought them very close and they can be considered best friends, because sometimes they can just peacefully exist side by side. But, nevertheless, taunts and insults jokingly pass between them, i like that dynamic ✺◟(∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)◞✺

Besides, it seems to me that these guys obviously knew Doc when he was still in good shape. They probably remember how he defeated them in the ring, and perhaps the legendary "star punch" performed by Mac. Of course, they wouldn't have recognized Doc now, but they would have found out about it after the second round, it would have been a pleasant reunion of old acquaintances. They have respect for him, so they will treat Mac more kindly than as a destroyer of their skulls.

Don Flamenco&Carmen&Super Macho Man. Oh-Ho-ho-hon yeeee-..I like this ༼ง=ಠ益ಠ=༽งIn my opinion-..Okay, let's assume that the blonde is Carmen Don was talking about (but there's also a theory that Flamenco didn't have anyone in particular, because in Spanish, Carmen is just the epitome of a femme fatale, but okay, let's imagine that he was referring to the very Carmen). For me, she's also as silly as everyone else, so she's the girl who likes to watch men beat each other in the ring and she likes it and she's pretty good at it, knowing almost all the fighters and watching the TV footage if she couldn't buy a ticket. I think she's in love with Flamenco. She doesn't look Spanish, but she probably has Spanish roots, and she lives in America with relatives who live in Spain. For the sake of Flamenco, to see his fight live, she comes to Spain, where a spark broke out between them😍 (yeeeas slaaaayyyy)

but before they met, she was spotted by a Macho Man. Because I doubt that cool men will spend so much on just one girl out of a thousand, which is clearly a sign of attention on his part. Carmen agreed to chat with him, but she did not find him olfactory, and when he offered to buy her jewelry, she did not expect him to do so and quickly refused, because that heart has long been occupied by someone else...

And, my God, what a drama, two people in love with the same girl. But she loves only one thing, and that's clear, but the Macho man tries not to show that it hurts him, although he visibly hates Don for it. And Don also hates Macho for the fact that he keeps up with her sometimes, although it's clear that there's something between him and Carmen.That's why they're rivals>:) und blonde is sexy chicka who deserves a happiness 😘

Aran Ryan. Yeeaa, surprisingly, not all the arrows on it are black, but that's because it all depends on other people ;) And hey, hey, Little Mac is the main character! The person we're playing from. Of course it's impersonal and a bit wooden! Therefore, we must identify him for ourselves and mold his character based either on our feelings from the game, or just to amuse ourselves. And I imagine Mac as a very patient boy who just has an inner scream of horror in his head from everything that is happening(what happened to me when I saw from his face who he was fighting with and what he was going through, jajajaha).Although he doesn't show it outwardly, deep down he really gloats, laughs, gets mad as hell, and sometimes does cheeky things and says them.

He kicked Aran's ass, and Aran seems quite pleased and seems to be enjoying it. It seems to me that Aran still saw the same hooligan notes in Mac, so he can consider him a good rival and friend. And in general, Aran finds friends in other people only those who can compete with him, because he is a very strong boy and he is bored with others. But he also likes people who put up with his antics and maybe find them funny if he didn't do them out of spite. Popinsky, Disco Kid, and Lil Mac himself belong to this type.

They are rivals with Don, because they literally go toe-to-toe in all parameters. They are the same age, the same height and both are strong, but I am sure that Aran has moved higher only because he cheated, and the Spaniard did not suspect this at all (for which he now hates him deep down) ༼ᕗຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ

Heheheh I like that Don has a pretty scandalous personality, which perfectly shows his loss to lil Mac ffhgdsdhsshgrf

[forsty]

top gun maverick avatar au thoughts

Maverick: Avatar (Formerly human) Role: Ikran warrior, Mate to the Olo'eyktan

Iceman: Na'vi Role: Olo'eyktan (Clan leader)

Goose: Avatar (Deceased) Role: Ikran warrior

Carol: Na'vi (Deceased) Role: Tsahìk (Spiritual leader)

Rooster: Na'vi (Mix of Na'vi and avatar)

Hangman: Human (maybe Avatar? Unsure yet) Role: RDA Soldier (for now….)

Phoenix: Na'vi Role: Ikran warrior

Bob: Human Role: Scientist

Coyote: Human Role: RDA Soldier (for now….)

Payback: Human Role: Scientist

Fanboy: Na'vi

NOTES:

Prologue stuff:

Iceman and Carol came from the same clan

Maverick and Goose joins the RDA Avatar program (as soldiers? not sure yet)

Mav and Goose get lost in them Pandoran woods, happens upon Carol who tries to kill them at first but then SIGN FROM EYWA?

Carol takes the two back to her village, they meet Iceman who's a fierce and… icy…. warrior. Slider is also there (Slider and Ice buddies duh

The Olo'eyktan (Viper?) decides to spare Maverick and Goose and let them live among them and learn their ways. He appoints Iceman to teach Mav and Carol to teach Goose

LOVE BLOSSOMS

Both Mav and Goose start to feel more at home in the village than in their human bodies

Avatar (2009) basically

Carol and Goose rly hit it off (faster than Ice and Mav cause they're both very annoying about it for a longer time), and are "mated before Eywa" (and she got PRAGNET). Everyone mad at first but Carol stands up for her boyfriend

I guess Mav is T O R U K M A K T O

RDA vs. NA'VI BIG BATTLE

Goose, Mav, and others probably, rest of the Top Gun 1986 squad? switch side and fight on the side of the Na'vi

Goose dies 😔

Na'vi wins! RDA idiots go home (to their dying planet. A few humans loyal to the Na'vi gets to stay <3)

Olo'eyktan dies (RIP Viper?) Iceman becomes king- I mean Clan leader.

Carol becomes Tsahìk and also has a baby (idk what happened to the former Tsahìk).

Mav gets perma avatar'd and co-leads the clan along with Ice

also Mav gets closer with Carol (no romance, Na'vi mate FOR LIFE) and help raise the kid (duh)

PEACE ON EARTH- I MEAN PANDORA

MANY YEARS GO BY (like.. 20+?)

Carol died 😔

Somebody is Tsahìk (i do not know who)

Ice is still Olo'eyktan (clan leader) and Mav is… co-Olo'eyktan (?) and also since he was/is T O R U K M A K T O he has very high standing and influence, but he likes to remain just a warrior (like the best Ikran warrior there ever was and all that i guess)

Rooster is raised mostly by Mav, but also Ice cause duh

Phoenix and Rooster childhood bestfriends, badass duo

Bob is uhhh…. one of the first humans born on Pandora, raised by scientist parents, wants to be a scientist himself (this could be reworked) Maybe he also has a crush on Phoenix but is also terrified of her

Payback also one of the first humans born on Pandora? Best friends with Fanboy

Peace On Earth- I mean Pandora

RDA show up again cause ofc they do, Mav is very stressed about it

All the Younger Ones™ wants to fight THE SKY DEMONS. Mav is apprenhesive and anxious, doesn't want more war. Wants to fly his Ikran into the sunset

Hangman and Coyote is here! They're part of an elite team of special ops soldiers tasked with…. doing something I guess. Fight Na'vi? Idk, RDA business

RECORD SCRATCH - I haven't decided if they should have avatars or remain human. Maybe they could get avatars later, idk, so far I've been thinking they just remain human

Hangman and Coyote part of a little RDA squad (spoiler: probably not for long)

Starts beefing with the local Na'vi (drum roll, it's Rooster and Phoenix (mostly)

SOMETHING HAPPENS, Hangman gets his ass lost in the Pandoran forest, maybe chased by a thanator (Jake (top gun) will do as Jake (avatar) does)

Hangman is SAVED BY ROOSTER probably

timeskip cause im tired of writing but basically Hangman and Coyote decides RDA is no fun and go hang out with the Na'vi resistance instead

👀

[wizard-on-whales]

Why’d you stop writing 😭😭I miss ur fics🥺

A few people have sent me a message like this and I'm sorry! I know I haven't been posting but I just haven't had the motivation to write anything 😭 I know several other James writers seem to be retiring but I'm not going anywhere yet, I just need to get out of my writers block 😔🙏 I have several half finished fics so maybe I'll try to finish one of them soon!

Here's some photos of him until then 😋

Also low-key have a fanfiction idea for a slightly perverted early 80s James so...should I do that one?

[nonymous-nb]

•────~❉᯽❉~───────────────•

Biograft + Reader

•───────────────~❉᯽❉~────•

"I'm Getting What? — Adopted!"

PHIGHTING! | One-shot | Fluff | Platonic / Comedy-ish.

Warning/s: [he made his entrance.]

Extra: [you stealing a biograft from subspace 👍✨ + biograft's pronouns: they/it + short one-shot]

"..Where Are You Taking Me?" Biograft asked as you drag them away to who knows where. "My part of the building." You told them as you unlock the door that leads through your very own lab in Blackrock. Biograft stayed silent as they observed whatever human tendency you are doing, letting you drag them as you are an ally to it's creator, seeing no harm in doing whatever you want with them as Subspace didn't instruct them to kill you.. yet. But Biograft 'sense' some peace in you, plus the other Biografts 'likes' you too.. in biograft kind of sense. You haven't harmed them or anything so what's the issue with doing something small like this?

"And.. here!" You made Biograft sit on one of the chairs as you gave them a piece of paper on the table. "Now, I need you to sign this if you could." You told the Biograft pointing to where it needs to sign. Tilting it's head in confusion. "Isn't This Supposed To Be My Creator's Job?" They asked thinking it's one of those work papers that Subspace does. "No, this is a.. uh, paper- paper that meant we work together for future collaborations." Biograft began to process what ever the heck you meant because they think they saw the word 'trade' and 'adoption' until you covered half of the paper. Plus, aren't you and it's creator already in a collaboration? "Then It Should Be My Creator's Responsibility To Sign These."

"He's uh.. busy, you know.. with other stuffs that's already piling in his lab? Plus he said it's alright for you to sign some." You quickly came up with some bs you know that ain't true, Biograft narrowed it's eyes at you, but it seems like Biograft took it either way. "How Do You.. Sign Papers?" Oh, heck yeah you're safe. "You just write your name over here.. and sign over here!" You pointed at the same spot again, quite giddy. "Oh, also put Subspace's name over here.. and yours here." You pointed out as Biograft just nodded and did as you told them to. Haha, this Biograft is yours now—

*slAaM?!*

"What is the meaning of this?!" And speak of the devil.. the demon himself appeared. "Oh, heya Subspace." you just gave him a smile as if you done nothing. Biograft didn't care enough on what's going with the two of you and just kept writing and signing on the paper. Subspace noticed that his Biograft is.. writing something?? "Biograft, what are you writing on??" The scientist asked. Biograft stopped it's writing and it looks like it finished it. "Signing A Paper." Subspace narrowed his singular working eye at the paper. "And that paper is about??" Biograft then looked at the paper to read it while you just smiled at Subspace. "A Fully Official And Legal Trade Adoption Paper.." Biograft trailed off.

"..WHAT?!" Subspace screeched out and went fully inside in your lab to take the paper and tear it apart. "Nuh-uh" You said as you snatched the paper first and hide it in your pocket, Subspace gave you a narrowed look. "Phuck you mean 'nuh-uh'?! I created them!!" You stuck out your tongue at Subspace. "The contract has been signed, loser." You flipped him off with an innocent look, yeah Subspace didn't like that. "You— GET OVER HERE!!" He began to run at you. You quickly carried Biograft on your shoulder and ran away like how you would run away from a nextbot and juke it.. Except that nextbot is Subspace. "THEY'RE MINE NOW BIATCH"

Biograft just chilled on your shoulder, finding the current banter with you and their creator normal.

"What A Day."

{Have some small portion of food 😔}

[oxymorayuri]

Hiii i read the acex reader i dont remember the title but its the one where she was the revolver?

I wanted to request more parts for it please BCS THE WAY U WRITE IT ITS SO CAPTIVATING I CANT

So yes thats all i wanted PLEASE DO CONSIDER 🙏

It will get me through my exams 😔🔫

❞𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬❝

Part two

If you haven't read the first part yet, you can find it here or the storys masterlist. ♡♡♡

✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader ✦ Warnings: cussing/language, suggestive content ✦ Spoiler: none

A/N: Aw that is so cute! You know what? Why not? I really fell in love with the revolver too. I had to think of something to continue it but see for yourself, I hope you like it sweetie. PS: I hope everything goes well with your studies <3

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! ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ !

ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: wudus6

Everything before your eyes appears as if you're looking through a curtain. Time passes more slowly, every touch seems both intense and unreal, but you feel the desire.

There is nothing but desire... the thirst for more.

Light as a feather, you feel as if you are not even in control of your body. But that's not a problem. You enjoy every second, no matter how blurred everything seems to you.

Perhaps because you know that it is nothing more than just a desire. Your movements are rhythmic and you try to intensify the feeling with every thrust, but there are limits to how much you can feel.

Your options are small but you are grateful for what is in front of you.

You can dimly see the lust shining in Ace's eyes, while barely feeling his hands on your hips as they guide you into bliss. Your mind is constantly shifting between lucid yet dazed and one moment you are riding him while the next his lips are caressing yours.

Full of pleasure you close your eyes, your voice says 'more' but you don't feel your lips moving and although your eyes are closed, it gets brighter and brighter behind your eyelids…

You groan in annoyance as you pull the covers over your head. Damn that sucks. This isn't the first dream you've had about Ace, but it's never been as intense as this one.

You cannot escape the images of the things that happened between you and you keep dreaming about that night on the beach. A whole week has passed since then and you and Ace are far from what you could have become and whose fault is it?

Yep, yours.

The angry wiggle in bed gets you nowhere, but you are so annoyed by the situation that you have to let it out.

After your fit of rage, you look up at the ceiling of your room in defeat. Slight dark circles adorn your face because it takes half an eternity for your brain to finally shut up. You don't even want to think about Ace and when you are surrounded by complete silence, his face automatically appears before your eyes. You've spent a few nights tossing and turning in your bed because every time you close your eyes you see him. No matter how tired you were, you couldn't get a wink of sleep.

You tousle your hair. Your ego is so big that you would rather die than approach Ace.

You wonder why you reacted the way you did. After your night, you woke up alone in your room and even though you didn't expect him to be lying next to you, you wished for it.

Loneliness engulfed you and as lonely as you felt, the more you didn't want him to get near you. You felt so available and that's a pretty strange feeling for you… Would it have been different if you had woken up next to him?

You'll never know.

As usual you gave him the cold shoulder but this time you had an additional reason... but somehow you feel a bit childish about it now.

Your thoughts are spinning around. What is your reason anyway? The answer seems to secretly pile up inside you and that makes you nervous.

Should you really have reacted like this? You haven't said a single word to each other. Okay, you haven't said a single word to him… At least he tried, you have to give him that, but after 3 days he had given up. He just leaves you alone and doesn't even get on your "nerves" like before. Nothing nada

Somewhat sadly, you pull your knees towards you and put your head down. You can only blame yourself.

You idiot!

If it wasn't for Jozu, you would probably never have come out of your cabin. He actually managed to get you out of the room.

Well, he more or less dragged you out. He just barged into your room, came up to you without saying a word and grabbed you by the neck. You noticed him, but you didn't have the strength in your bones to really react.

Somewhat belatedly you grab him by his bulky arm but every attempt is in vain and when you realized, that he wanted to leave your room with you, all alarm bells rang in your head.

Like a wild animal, you tried to escape from his grip but no matter how much you scratched him or how hard you hissed, he wouldn't budge. You feisty thing. Without paying the slightest attention to you, he brought you onto the deck and although you were brought here rather roughly, he set you down on the ground with care.

"Touch me like that again and…!!!!!" You are caught off guard when your mouth is suddenly covered with tape; you hadn't expected that. You can only grumble in anger and your eyebrows furrow up furiously as you look up at your commander.

"Hah your stare can't do anything to me you stupid ass!" He makes fun of you while he ties your arms and legs and you have no chance to resist.

The big man took a step back as he watched you wobble pathetically back and forth. You try to free yourself because you are beginning to feel that you are in a critical situation.

Your strength returns and the ropes loosen. Jozu doesn't hesitate any longer and immediately ties you up completely from head to toe, which looks ridiculous. Like a mummy, with only your head free, he leaned you against the ship's mast.

From behind you, you hear Ace apparently going through something similar as you and suddenly he is thrown to the ground in front of you by Marco. He wasn't set down as gently as you were, and with a pained look he rubs his cheek, which has just kissed the ground.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Confused, he looks at the men in front of him who just look down at him with stern expressions and folded arms. Jozu's eyes wandered over to you and Ace's eyes followed his. With shock written all over his face, he looked at you with widened eyes.

Without commenting, he looked back at the two commanders and then Marco broke the silence.

"What have you done Ace." Marco's voice seemed a little threatening. Astonishment spread across Ace's face.

"ME?" Startled, he pointed his own finger at his chest. "I have done NOTHING!" He defends himself with a slightly raised voice.

You want to laugh out loud but the tape stops you.

"I don't know what happened between you, but one thing is clear and that is that the two of you have something to sort out!" Jozu lays out the facts.

"You're so wrapped up in your thoughts that you're constantly setting yourself on fire and even if it doesn't hurt you, it's affecting the people around you." His gaze went to you as he noticed your muffled laughter. "And you? We don't even need to talk about you, y/n. But let me refresh your memory. First you shouted at Ace, then you didn't say a word to ANYONE and then you didn't come out of your room for two whole DAYS!!!" The commander breathes in and out, somewhat exhausted.

You weren't even aware that you were behaving outrageously, but now that Jozu has reminded you, you can't deny it. Ace is bothering you and you are bothering him.

Marco touches his forehead, somewhat distraught.

"Listen, if Newgate gets wind of this, he'll talk to you… is that what you want?!" You both shake your heads in panic at the same time.

"I thought so." - "Ace, you were last with y/n that night and she's been so nasty ever since. Did something happen between you?" Jozu interjects.

He exhales a little helplessly and drops his shoulders.

"hahhh, I don't know… I thought we had a good time but the next day everything was different than I thought and that's why I wanted to talk to her to find out what I did wrong!" He turns to you and for the first time you see a look on his face that you never expected to see. He looks angry with a hint of confusion.

"But SHE doesn't want to talk!" he points his finger at you like a child. Offended, you grimace. Luckily, the tape is stuck to your lips because no matter what you would have said, it wouldn't have made any sense anyway. You're so irrational that you don't even recognize yourself.

The two standing men looked at each other and nodded. You and Ace don't quite understand what's happening now, but you'll find out soon enough.

Marco grabbed Ace by the shoulder and led him ahead of him. Ace doesn't really resist and starts to move. When Jozu approached you, you didn't want to leave the stage without a fight. You tried to move like a worm to escape from your commander and even though he admires your efforts, there's no point in trying to escape, because you're just as fast as a worm - not at all. Jozu has an easy time with you and throws you over his shoulder.

The two of them threw you into a prison cell made of sea stone and before they locked the cell, Jozu freed you from your full body bondage. You are glad that your mouth is free again because now you can finally let out all the bad words you have left for Jozu.

"You son of a bitch! Just wait until I'm out of here, then you'll be given a bloody surprise… I'm telling you!"

But you idiot threw yourself against the bars to grab the big man, forgetting that the bars are made of sea stone and that you now have the power of a devil fruit that you still have to get used to.

The energy sapping feeling in your body is sudden, overwhelming and slowly you go down to the ground.

While the men walk away from the cell, Marco shouts something back to you.

"You stay in there until you've sorted this out!" Grinding your teeth, you roll onto your back with the last ounce of your strength and close your eyes.

If I can't see him, then he's not there...

Yeah, exactly, that will work… You don't really believe that, do you?

"Hey… I'll leave you alone if you want, but the others are right. We take it out on the others and that's not okay. We're a crew…" The word crew makes you open your eyes without wanting to.

You sigh in annoyance and roll onto your side so that Ace can stare at your back.

"Yea, maybe. Leave me alone." Your stubbornness is driving Ace crazy, but he doesn't really want you to be like this with each other. Above all, he wants to know why you're like this to him. What did he do wrong?

He's been racking his brains for days about what he could have done or said that upset you so much. He wants to make things better if you would let him.

"If you're not going to talk to me, at least take the bed. Sleeping on the floor won't do you any good." You have no idea what kind of cheap trick that is. Is he trying to get you to sleep in a bed with him? You look back towards the bed but Ace isn't there. He's sitting next to the bed with his back against the wall.

Unexpectedly, disappointment spreads through you. Wait a minute? Is that what you secretly wanted?

A little confused, you stand up and stop in front of Ace, who looks up at you. His unkempt hair falls back slightly as he looks up at you. How you would like to swallow your pride and fall into his arms, but you have no idea where to start. You don't know what to say because you don't even quite understand what is wrong with you. So you say nothing and stare at him with tired eyes as he sits in front of you with one leg bent and his arm resting on his knee.

Ace doesn't quite know how to react, but he's not one to do nothing.

He stands up just a few centimeters away from you and now you are the one looking up at him.

His gaze scans your face for answers that you can't even give yourself.

"What have I done?" he whispers to you. His pained voice tears apart your heart. You didn't know Ace could sound so vulnerable.

"I…, I don't know." you mumble your words, but your gaze remains fixed on Ace.

You have no further answer for Ace and walk towards the bed and lie down with your back to him again.

"Sleeping on the floor won't do you any good…" You repeat Ace's words back to him, feeling less pathetic since he said it first.

You listen closely as you can make out the sound of his feet approaching the bed. His shadow falls on the wall, which you stare at, waiting to see what comes next.

You feel the mattress go down a little and you automatically hold your breath until you can hear your heartbeat.

Ace looks down at your slender figure. His eyes wander over your delicate curves. He would love to stroke your hips until you fall asleep, but he's not sure how far he can go without making a mistake... but he has a feeling that doing nothing would be a mistake too.

He decides to lie down with his chest against your back. Lying on his back doesn't really work, there wouldn't be enough room and back to back would be awkward. He really makes an effort not to touch you unnecessarily. He's already glad that you offered him the bed.

You try to calm down, but Ace's breathing gives you goose bumps on the back of your neck. You pinch your eyes shut and try to concentrate on Ace's warmth, hoping you'll be able to fall asleep soon.

Luckily for you, you quickly find your way to the land of dreams because with Ace behind you, one could say; he's no longer buzzing around in your head...

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