#sneaky devil

[x-heesy]

😂

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

At what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

Pseudo street persona

Grovel to your owner

Glad I don't know you

That embarrassing shit that you do

Hit me with the goosebumps

I sit and laugh at your crew

But I'm sure it ain't that funny to you

I don't give a fuck

I just stay in the crease

Mind my own business

Until I need a release

I'm sick of old white men

Sick of terms and conditions

Sick of politicians

Sick of carbon footprints

Sick of tradition

Sick of public submission

Sick of all these bitch made vultures

Never asking permission

Sick of racism coming straight out the system

And everywhere else

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

About what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

About what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

I don't care if I get copied

'Cause when I was your age

I would maybe get sloppy

But I didn't take it quite to that level

Catch you acting like a sneaky little devil

It gets testy when you take it too far

Calling my family from a town out far

Fuck you kid, now I have your address

And in a second I could put your racist ass to bed

Just shut the fuck up and go with the flow

I'm sure I'll be running into your ass at the next show

It'll get nice and awkward when you see me

Give you a real overdose of the VV

(Shout out to wharfwit)

Wicked playlist from 2020 🦠 😂

Sneaky Devil by The Garden 🪴

[chunkofaloe]

Listen/purchase: Sneaky Devil by The Garden

[draculovemp3]

[jellydishes]

@autistic-council-spectre and @outsidetoday vote for cherry as well, in a gripping update to Who The Hell Is This Tree???????

[ibringyouasong89]

What kills me about this is the cute little smile and the gleeful mischief in his expression as he coyly looks away, almost bashful, but 100% knowing the chaos he has unleashed...the smug, smug, good-looking bastard. #He Knew What He What He Was Doing 

It seems like Mulder’s maybe, a little down on his luck when we first meet up with him here? Would you agree?

Something is not right here.

[hrefna-the-raven]

Hope in hell

Masterlist - BG3 masterlist

Part 1 - Drunken minds speak sober hearts

Words: 2138

Warnings: smut (18+)

Summary: The dreaded morning after ;)

Raphael let out a groan, his head pounding like a piece of metal relentlessly being hammered into shape by the most skilled dwarven blacksmiths, the constant painful throbbing clouding his memories, making it difficult to piece together the events of last night, despising how he felt like a common mortal after a night's out. He attempted to sit up but froze as he felt something soft resting on his chest, accompanied by a comforting warmth. Taking a deep breath, he glanced down and let out a sigh, his heart suddenly feeling heavy. Haarlep must have slept with you, assumed your form and then... his eyes shot wide open and he muttered a curse under his breath as fragments of the previous night's memories flickered through his mind.

That damned incubus got him drunk and then you showed up and... His hands delicately traced the contours of your slumbering figure. It was truly you, his beloved little mouse, curled up against his chest. His heart raced, a twinge of pain accompanying the rapid beats, as he pondered how to proceed. What clever remark would he throw at you once you woke up? Would he even need one? Would you recoil and attempt to flee from the sight of the devil beneath you? He didn't get enough time to find an answer to all his questions as you slowly stirred awake, your eyes were still closed as you lazily stretched and your hips accidentally brushed against his growing arousal.

A deep growl rumbled in his chest, causing you to quickly raise your head and look at him, eyes wide with surprise. A thousand thoughts raced through your mind, swirling in chaotic circles, expecting to be scolded, pushed away, or even punished. But to your astonishment, nothing happened. You still remained lying there, on top of him, silently gazing into each other's eyes, both afraid that any spoken word might shatter the peaceful and loving moment you were sharing. But the silence grew heavy and a sense of unease slowly crawled up your spine, threatening to consume both your thoughts and body. It was unusual to witness Raphael in such a state of quietude, after all that happened, it didn't sit right with you that he was so calm, devoid of any movement or speech. It almost seemed as if Haarlep had managed to shatter him completely, that one evening of unfiltered truth had stripped away every trace of his self-centered arrogance, leaving him exposed and vulnerable before you. You were the first to ever glimpse at the raw essence of Raphael's entire being and, despite your constant cat and mouse game, you felt no desire to exploit it; on the contrary, you cherished this side of him, the devil laid bare, and at this very moment, you yearned to love him more than ever.

"About last night-"

"I feel the same!", you interjected, cutting off Raphael mid-sentence, "but if you..."

Any further words you were about to utter were engulfed by a provocative moan as you sensed his growing arousal pressed firmly against your hips the moment you attempted to readjust your position. Raphael's eyes fluttered shut, his mouth hanging open, unable to withstand the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that washed over him.

"To hell with this, I want you!", the words escaped your lips almost simultaneously, filled with an urgent longing.

Raphael snapped his fingers, and in an instant, both yours and his clothes disappeared. He pulled you towards him so swiftly that you had to clutch onto his horns to prevent yourself from toppling over. As his mouth met your dripping folds, you couldn't help but whimper. It was at this moment that you realised how much of the Raphael you came to know was still present. The damned devil teased you with the anticipation of his hot tongue caressing your arousal but you simply wouldn't have it, not now. You lowered your hips, grinding gently against his face, yearning for any kind of friction. His claws dug into the tender flesh of your thighs, firmly keeping you in place.

"My little mouse", the devil chuckled, "so eager to be eaten."

With a tantalising slowness, he dragged his tongue through the delicate contours of your folds, briefly encircling your clit before sucking on it with an insatiable hunger. The air was filled with the intoxicating symphony of your sinful moans and your grip around his horns instinctively tightened. This was a desire that had consumed your thoughts for countless nights, the fantasy of being pleasured by your very own devil. And now, as it finally became a reality, you couldn't hold anything back. The intensity of your climax approached rapidly and just as you were about to reach its peak, his licks ceased. Frustration welled up within you, ready to protest, but then he pressed his tongue flat against your throbbing clit while simultaneously thrust two of his large fingers deep inside you. The rhythmic pumping intensified, driving you towards the edge once more. Within mere moments, your inner walls clenched around his fingers and you experienced a mind-shattering orgasm, screaming his name in ecstasy.

With an unexpected tenderness, he released his grip on your hips and gently cradled you in his arms, carefully laying you down on the bed beside him. His face turned towards you, his eyes filled with love as he gazed upon your blissful expression. As soon your eyes met his, he understood that there would be no turning back anymore, he was in love with this fragile mortal and he would curse himself to an eternity of anguish if he'd deny himself the bliss of your love. The hells and all its devils be damned, he would see that you'd remain at his side for as long as you'd live.

"You now know about my best kept secret", he whispered, as if afraid that any disruption would shatter the fragile balance, "and rest assured my feelings for you will not easily waver. However this is hell and I'm not just any devil but the son of Mephistopheles, I, I can't", he faltered, uncertain of how to proceed as it felt wrong, for the first time in his existence, to utter those words.

"You can't show weakness to others, you can't show your love to me", you offered, the pain your voice obvious.

You turned your eyes away, unable to bear the increasing sorrow, but his hands swiftly moved to cradle your face, redirecting your focus back to him.

"If you're willing to stay by my side despite the laws of the nine hells working against us, I will vow my love to you within my House of Hope for as often as you desire it and I promise you that beyond these walls, I will always treat you with utmost respect and defend your honour, for you will be the lady of this house", he paused briefly, attempting to discern your reaction before continuing, "if you'd be willing."

His words left you in astonishment as you blinked. Did he truly express his desire to commit to you, vowing to cherish and safeguard you? It was a proposal you should have considered longer before answering, yet your body instinctively reacted before your mind could fully comprehend the situation. You crawled towards him, pushing him down on his back as you straddled him, gently, to not hurt his wings before you leaned down, capturing his lips in a fervent embrace. Raphael moaned your name as he felt you positioning his hardening member at your entrance, sinking down on him just enough for the tip to enter. His hands found your hips, holding you in place momentarily as he broke the kiss.

"What are you doing?"

"We're not done until we both had our fair share of pleasure", you breathed as you sank down on him, swallowing a moan, "besides shouldn't the lady of the house keep her man satisfied?"

Raphael's smile widened as he guided your motions, starting off slowly and then picking up speed. Feral growls escaped his lips as he he could feel himself approaching the peak of his own pleasure fast. He had been intimate with many throughout the decades, including Haarlep, a being existing ultimately to provide pleasure, but there was something special about you. The closeness, the shared emotions, the intimacy - all of his previous encounters paled in comparison to the connection he felt with you in this very moment. But you felt just as good, riding a devil, having his cock buried deep down inside you, filling you up perfectly while hitting that sweet spot over and over again, transforming this sinful act into something heavenly. The feeling of pure bliss cursed through your whole body as you moved your hips in a perfect rhythm, the heated embrace of desire and lust unleashed as both of toppled over the edge. In this moment of tenderness and passion, it was clear that your connection went beyond physical pleasure. It was a union of souls, an experience that transcended mere satisfaction. 

"Raphael", you moaned loudly as your walls clenched around his cock, feeling it twitched as his seed spilled inside you.

Both of you panted heavily, a contented smile playing at the edges of your lips as the devil sat up, his arms wrapping around you to pull you into a tight embrace.

"I love you", he whispered tenderly, chuckling as you hummed your consent, too spent to utter a word.

"Oh my, what a perfectly delicious sight", a familiar voice chuckled, drawing nearer.

Your eyes snapped open and you blinked in disbelief as you spotted Astarion standing in the boudoir, bearing a smug grin as he observed the two of you with obvious amusement.

"Astarion?!", you shrieked, scrambling off Raphael, hastily covering your exposed form with the silk blanket to hide both your nakedness and your embarrassment from your companion. The vampire merely chuckled, his gaze shifting between you and the devil.

"Guess again, little mouse", the pale elf playfully teased, giving you a sly wink, his crimson eyes glowing up for just a second, "it seems my plan worked rather well."

Before you had a chance to fully comprehend who was standing before you, Raphael, still unclothed, swiftly leapt out of bed and lunged towards the elf. His fingers clenched tightly around Haarlep's throat, exerting a dangerous pressure. You wanted to scream, to implore Raphael to stop, but Haarlep calmly transformed into his master's form, causing Raphael to immediately release his grip on the incubus' throat.

"You wretched creature!", Raphael spat, "you poisoned me! Do NOT forget your place in this house, slave!"

Instinctively, you retreated further onto the bed, clutching the blanket tightly as sudden fear surged through you. You had witnessed many facets of Raphael's personality, but this seething rage terrified you beyond measure, especially coming from the same being who had cradled you tenderly just moments before but a part of you also understood his anger.

"You misunderstood, my dear master, my intent was never to poison you. I simply intended to", the incubus gestured towards you, "enhance your chances with your favourite misadventurer, all in your best interest I assure you."

Raphael was fuming, wishing he could obliterate Haarlep into countless fragments. However, he recognised that he couldn't afford to destroy such a gift from his father, at least not yet, and deep down Raphael knew that the incubus was right, without his involvement, last night and this morning wouldn't have unfolded so magnificently. Haarlep, of course, fully grasped the advantage he currently held over his master and decided to push his luck even further, knowing that such a perfect opportunity would not present itself again in the near future.

"If you'll excuse me", he hummed while transforming back to Astarion's form, "I have to get back to my new, rather passionate, lover. It's quite nice to be in the receiving end for once."

He gave you a sly wink and blew a quick kiss your way before disappearing once again, leaving you alone with the annoyed devil.

Rising to your feet, you cautiously approached Raphael, still wrapped in the warmth of a blanket. Your fingertips lightly traced along the edges of his magnificent wings as you circled around him.

"Why not free the incubus from his duties?", you suggested, tugging at his hand and bringing it up to your lips, planting kisses along the inside of his arm, "no more Haarlep means no father watching your every move."

Raphael chuckled, pulling you close and lifting you effortlessly in one swift motion.

"Well, well, my little mouse," he whispered, planting a sweet peck on your lips, "not only are you full of delightful surprises, but it also seems that I couldn't have asked for a more perfect lady of my House of Hope."

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@dark-and-kawaii

[imperatorrrrr]

new Nico interview here

(there’s a bit in the end about the “Swiss Connection” on the Devils and if I’ve translated it correctly I think Nico says that sometimes they all talk in their native language and no one understands them and article notes that “he smiles”, which seems fittingly devious to me, but follows it up immediately with how they switch back to English because it’s important for team dynamics, which seems fittingly captainly to me, but please someone who can actually translate the article confirm!)

[hellameyers]

It's funny looking back and listening to podcasts from Season 1 of IWTV, and hearing people say Louis's relationship with Armand was healthier than Lestat. Hilarious!

At least with Lestat, you knew up front what you were getting. Armand was just more clever with his control and machinations.

[jessicafangirl]

Throw the horns

I screamed the first time I saw this movie and noticed this.

[a-very-fond-farewell]

I mean. I have to ask about "blownasunder" 👀

ahah you caught me P:

basically it’s a project that never saw the light beyond ch1, and that’s mostly bc your beautiful fic fed all my reading needs dear ;-; but also bc I was having troubles researching South Korean legal system and law school education curricula.

it should have been a canon divergence au where Yo Han didn’t become a judge but an Ethics Professor instead (can you imagine?? him?? ethics?? that’s an insane reach even for me), while Ga On began university later bc he did end up in jail in high school after getting (some level of) revenge for his parents. the catch should have been all focused on Ga On’s relationship with Jung Sun Ah as his benefactor funding his studies after charitably reintroducing him to society through a deal with the court. he gets a more lenient sentence and is made to apply for social work in volunteering activities (handled by the cult) before his military service. this all to be allowed to go to university and then law school in the end: so he actively mecame the posterchild for the elite’s facade of well-meaning intentions towards the commons folks and is paraded as such (causing him all sorts of self-esteem issues mixed with pride for “being picked” and for “having made it back to society”).

I thought to myself: what if Sun Ah gets to Ga On first? I wanted to explore something similar to the betrayal Ga On felt in canon towards [redacted..... for spoiler reasons in case anyone hasn’t watched the show till the end yet], but this time around in regards to an “older-sister-like figure”, so to speak. Sun Ah is very deceitful and can act the caring type well, so I wanted to see how Ga On would have grown up to be under her influence rather than anyone else’s. this would have also made him closer to the cult too and he would have been essentially groomed into being one of the many perfect little puppets they used for their schemes.

Soo Hyun would have not been in the picture close-range, since at the time she would have been in police academy, but I still wanted her to project her guilt onto Ga On for “not having managed to save him back then”, or something on those lines. my queen Jin Joo is also there, but I wasn’t sure whether to make her Ga On’s tutor or Yo Han’s teaching assistant yet.

I ditched the idea in the end, but i still think about it from time to time. I envisioned a How to get away with Murder scenario for the high-stakes ethics lectures under Yo Han’s guidance, but in this au Yo Han would have been highly suspicious of Ga On since the kid was basically taken under the 1%’s wing and is consequently indebted to them. Ga On would have been still 27-28 in this au tho.

I’m sad I wasn’t able to give justice to this plot idea, bc coming up with Yo Han’s shenanigans in class was proving to be very difficult for me at the time xD I wrote the basic plot points on my notepad and maybe the first chapter.. but then I gave up.

but in a way I’m glad I did, bc I was frustrated with myself and decided to treat me to some good food on ao3 and found your fic ;—; that way I found you T—T and we became friends T^T so all is well in the end :D

[x-heesy]

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

At what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

Pseudo street persona

Grovel to your owner

Glad I don't know you

That embarrassing shit that you do

Hit me with the goosebumps

I sit and laugh at your crew

But I'm sure it ain't that funny to you

I don't give a fuck

I just stay in the crease

Mind my own business

Until I need a release

I'm sick of old white men

Sick of terms and conditions

Sick of politicians

Sick of carbon footprints

Sick of tradition

Sick of public submission

Sick of all these bitch made vultures

Never asking permission

Sick of racism coming straight out the system

And everywhere else

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

About what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

I've got something for you

Can you tell me more?

Yeah come on in

When you come in close the door

I'm just sick and fucked up

About what's been going on

All these bastard ass fuck goblins

Shitting on my lawn

I don't care if I get copied

'Cause when I was your age

I would maybe get sloppy

But I didn't take it quite to that level

Catch you acting like a sneaky little devil

It gets testy when you take it too far

Calling my family from a town out far

Fuck you kid, now I have your address

And in a second I could put your racist ass to bed

Just shut the fuck up and go with the flow

I'm sure I'll be running into your ass at the next show

It'll get nice and awkward when you see me

Give you a real overdose of the VV

(Shout out to wharfwit) @len0r @bigbonzo @seanisnothing

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[haemosexuality]

@lesblizzard-ultradyke astarion is a horrible horrible person being mean about shadowheart's name is one of the tamest things hes done

also!!! youre always liking bg3 posts and i keep forgetting you dont really know these guys. so here im introducing them to you

this is lae'zel, shes a githyanki (theyre like. aliens) and a fighter. shes incredibly blunt and militaristic and violent. and its so funny

shadowheart, shes a half-elf cleric of shar. shar is the goddess of loss and darkness. she tries really hard to be rude and mysterious but shes really not. the fandom calls her shart. because SHAdowheaRT

astarion! elf vampire and rogue. he sucks so bad. hes genuinely a bad, selfish, self centered, rude, power hungry person. he had imo the most tragic backstory in the game and im obsessed with him. white hair and trauma

gale, who is a human, wizard and atomic bomb. hes like a book nerd and very verbose and also mysterycats best friend shes his favorite

wyll, human warlock. hes a really good guy, very hero-y, and also he has a pact with a devil

karlach!!! you know her youve drawn her. shes a tiefling and a barbarian. she also has a bomb on her chest kind of except its more of a malfuctioning heater. astarion has the saddest backstory but she had the saddest in-game story (again in my opinion) also shes very kind and energetic and i love her so so much

halsin. human (and sometimes bear) druid. hes there ig

minthara! my favorite evil girl. shes a drow (theyre like underground elves) and a paladin. shes an antagonist who you originally could only recruit her into your group if you killed an entire village but now you can follow some steps and get her even if youre not evil. the other day she told me she didnt understand a city turning away refugees when they could be used as slaves instead and i kind of just sighed and left the dialogue

[actnod]

an unbearable pain, a beating in my brain that leaves the mark of cain right here inside

𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ; octavo capítulo.

El cielo gradualmente desdibuja los contornos de luz natural dando paso a estrellado cielo nocturno, los farolillos de papel teñidos en diferentes coloraciones delinean la rutas y crean túneles etéreos de luz; algunos brillan en el aire como luciérnagas, mientras que otros se alinean en los caminos iluminando la oscuridad con ambarino resplandor. El aire impregnado de un perfume dulce y ahumado proveniente de los puestos callejeros de comida que atraen a humanos por igual. Algunos llegan envueltos en deslumbrantes kimonos, otros optan por vestimenta casual, pero no puede faltar máscara elaborada que ayuda a mezclarse con las sombras en una danza surrealista que difumina  lo humano de lo sobrenatural. El sonido de tambores anuncia el inicio de enigmática procesión yokai que crea fascinación y horror a la par. No importa si eres un adulto o te encuentras entre los más jóvenes, la anticipada emoción te tiene disfrutando de cada ser que pasea por delante de ti. ¿Eres capaz de distinguir al kappa de los kitsune? Tal vez te has topado con un tengu o te sacaste una foto con un oni. Me pregunto cuáles has acertado e identificar; quizás alguno de ellos sea en efecto uno de los tantos seres mitológicos que abundan en cuentos japoneses. Pero a ti, vástago, eso no te importa. Siempre has sabido aprovechar la felicidad ajena en beneficio propio, eres experto en utilizar la distracción humana. El coro de risas y murmullos alegres que se mezclan en el aire con la música folklórica son tu señal para disfrutar de próximo festín. Los mortales, despreocupados, se aglomeran en los puestos callejeros, seleccionando con deleite aperitivos a su antojo. Algunos van apresurados hacia lugareños que ofrecen sake para dar ese toque final a noche festiva, ignorando por completo que cainitas llevan el mismo sistema siendo punto de interés uno muy diferente a platillos típicos del lugar. La fortuna les sonríe después de casi destrozarlos. Unas semanas atrás dudaban de su propia fortaleza y casi se rinden ante La Bestia que rasguñaba amenazante para tomar asiento principal. Los ilesos podrán disfrutar de velada sin mayor intranquilidad, sin embargo, aquellos que aún relamen heridas se tomarán el papel de cazador con más seriedad.  Entre la masa de humanidad, los vampiros discernen potenciales presas, conscientes de la necesidad de reponerse de la desventura por la que Lupinos les hicieron pasar. La danza encantadora de los yokai encubre el verdadero juego, en un acto de desafío silencioso que pone a prueba los límites de quienes pretenden mantenerse del lado bueno de figuras soberanas. Mientras tus ojos se pierden entre bizarros o tenebrosos estímulos que al final te resultan cautivadores, de soslayo capturas una sombra corriendo entre la multitud y, en seguida, otra por el lado que habías descuidado. ¿Habrá algo sucediendo entre los demonios? ¿Será esta otra excusa para los seres del Mundo de las Tinieblas efectúen sus planes alternos? El ambiente entre el arroyo de cuerpos cambia drásticamente cuando movimiento tan brusco como la inmortalidad amerita, por agarre femenino sobre tu brazo te saca de ensoñación. Torrente de emociones y anticipación fluye, mas es difícil quitarse de encima la situación de deja vú cuando el tacto familiar se ata a aquel mechón rosado delator debajo de pesada máscara de papel maché con la que te descubres enfrentándote.  — ¿Qué tan dispueste estás a jugar esta noche?

𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐎𝐂.

¡Bienvenidos a la décimo primera actividad! En esta ocasión, los vástagos podrán distenderse de noches tan dolorosas para pasar una noche entre demonios mitológicos. ¡Ah! Que sus imponentes apariencias no te engañen, la mayoría son simples mortales que se esconden bajo aquellas grandes máscaras con la que se celebra a los Yokai. ¿O es que tú también te unirás a la tradición?   Más allá del desfile principal, pueden encontrarse con diferentes puestos de recuerdos para quien quiera llevarse un souvenir. ¿O quizás gustan tomarse unos segundos para apreciar las diferentes exposiciones artísticas? Narración teatral de leyendas, performances y de dibujos o esculturas, ¡Todo para enriquecer su vista! No menos importante que la tradición, distintos puntos de venta de alcohol al aire libre se despliegan bajo frío manto estrellado, pero solo uno ofrece bebidas para los vástagos — ah, pero con una trampa: el vitae humano de acceso fácil continúa siendo limitado, por lo que sólo hay vitae animal disponible entre las diferentes bebidas.   El río que acompaña el paisaje otoñal sobre el parque continúa siendo parte vital de la zona, con muchas de las personas que se acercan a la festividad tomando la oportunidad para dar paseos en barco a través del río o simplemente sentarse a orillas del mismo para apreciar el reflejo de la luna sobre el suave movimiento cristalino. ¿Tal vez te interesa tomar por sorpresa a aquellas parejas que disfrutan un picnic bajo la penumbra? Mientras los vástagos disfrutan de lo que resulta ser un menú abierto con los cientos de humanos paseando por los distintos puntos disponibles del parque, quizás les interese aumentar sus posibilidades involucrándose en las actividades disponibles en un intento por combatir su enemigo eterno: ¡el aburrimiento! Si tienen suerte, hasta se encontrarán con extranjeros que viajan para ser testigo de las celebraciones. Sin embargo, se deberá tomar en cuenta que al mismo tiempo que gozan de las amenidades en un esfuerzo por olvidar, los antiguos de Lasombra han decidido que después de la puesta en duda de sus fortalezas como especie, aprovecharán del desfile para llevar a cabo otro de sus rituales y de nuevo, la indicación hacia sus chiquillos ha sido invitar a externos a su clan de participar en sus juegos de tener la valentía. ¿Quiénes podrán descubrir y andar de la mano de las sombras? 

⦾ Este evento se dará la noche del 25 de Noviembre  para los vástagos, en el Parque Kitanomaru. Les invitamos a ver este tablero de Pinterest para ambientarse más en la locación.

⦾ Se desarrollará a través de starters abiertos. Apreciamos la reciprocidad por lo que antes de abrir un starter recuerden responder al menos tres publicaciones que ya estén en el blog, una vez alcanzadas las notas deseadas, son libres de eliminar la publicación de dicho apartado. No olviden rebloguearlos en el blog de starters. De tener algún problema con el acceso, no duden en acercarse a la administración.  

⦾ Durante esta actividad, el código de vestimenta será de ropa tradicional japonesa con máscaras relacionados a los Yokai. Están invitados a publicar lo que están vistiendo sus personajes y luego rebloguearlo en el blog de ediciones. 

⦾ Queremos recordarles que, a pesar de ser un grupal de temáticas sensibles, nuestra prioridad es la comodidad de todes nuestres usuaries por igual, así que les pedimos tengan cuidado con la manera con la que se abordan estos tópicos en el dash ya que se trata de un espacio compartido y pedirles, por favor, que no hagan caso omiso a la lista de triggers que se encuentra actualizada para que puedan hacer uso correcto de cada etiqueta. 

⦾ La selectividad, rol burbuja o parecidos están estrictamente prohibidos. De sentirse afectade por alguna de estas situaciones, por favor siéntanse libres de acercarse a la administración.

⦾ Para las personas que aun no lo han deshabilitado, les recordamos que sus buzones deben de permanecer cerrados para los mensajes anónimos en todo momento y hasta nuevo aviso.

⦾ Tendrán la opción de retomar un máximo de una convo de la actividad anterior en manera de flashback. Para esto, deberán tener por lo menos cinco convos activas en la actividad que se está realizando en este momento.

⦾ Por último y no menos importante, la actividad tendrá una duración de diez días. La actividad siguiente comenzará el 9 de DICIEMBRE a las 16 hs GMT-6.

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐍 / actividad once.

En medio de la amalgama de humanos e inmortales, las horas pasan y las personas parecen no dispersarse aún si el efecto de aquellas sustancias que los humanos te han transmitido parece escalar cada vez más, procurando situaciones tan insólitas como entretenidas. Si hay algo que no está formado por fantasías ni mitos en aquella tradicional festividad, es aquel vástago que se aproxima con unos aires llenos de dramatismo que sólo un ser inmortal podría manejar, e incluso si no reconoces su rostro bajo aquella gótica máscara antigua que porta, es inevitable no percibir aquella la falta de latidos en tanto se acerca a ti para entregarte endeble folleto.  — Espero que puedas unirte a nosotros para descubrir lo que realmente significa vivir sin ataduras.   Su voz es críptica y poco tentadora, pero entre lo entregado y las promesas que resultan tan ajenas a la visión común de la sociedad, hay algo dentro tuyo que cede ante la curiosidad. Quizás se da cuenta, o está un poco apurado, pero del lado blanco del papel deja en letras desordenadas la dirección del lugar a donde se te espera en un poco más de veinte minutos. ¿Cuánta disposición tienes aún para las sorpresas que la penumbra te tiene reservadas? Con aquella dirección que no reconoces en mano, te sumerges en la oscuridad, listo para descubrir más sobre la posibilidad de desatarse de cualquier tipo de cadena.

𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐎𝐂.

¡Buenas, buenas, murcielaguitos! Considerando que nos acercamos a los últimos días del año y que dentro de poco cumpliremos cinco meses desde la apertura, queríamos aprovechar este momento para hacer un evento a través de Discord. Daremos más detalles al respecto en aquella plataforma. Todo vástago ha de darse de enterado de esta situación, y pueden mencionar el afiche entregado en sus conversaciones actuales, pero no es obligatorio si no lo desean.