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Stiletto Snake (Atractaspis bibronii), family Atractaspididae, Limpopo, South Africa
Venomous.
Previously referred to as Bibron's Mole Viper or Bibron's Burrowing Asp.
This species is capable of easily sticking its fangs out the sides of its mouth.
photograph by Tyrone Ping - Herpetofauna of Southern Africa
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Teasing vernon before a concert then he rails you backstage for teasing him😭😭
ʙᴀᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴘᴀꜱꜱ || ᴠᴇʀɴᴏɴ ꜰꜰ ||
Pairing : idol!vernon × fem!reader
MINORS DNI ! MINORS DNI ! MINORS DNI !
⤷genre: pure smut, jealousy sex,explicit language/cursing, idol vernon, group stylist reader,backstage railing.
⤷tags: simply filthy smut, fem teasing (male receiving),elder girlfriend kink, fingering, marking/biting, name calling, slight verbal degradation, creampie, exhibitionism, public sex, quickie, multiple orgasms.
⤷synopsis: nothing much just getting railed by your boyfriend backstage after teasing him before their concert.
⤷word count: 1.15k
⤷author’s note: i was so nervous yet excited to make my first ever request, and also my second smut. i really hope y'all enjoy it, and if you do
Likes, comments and reblogs will be heartily appreciated ♡
"Wait for me after the concert and be ready to get your own little show babe"
Seeing the tall, permed hair boy leave for the stage with a sinful smirk, you straight off knew that doom would soon be knocking at your door.
Vernon has always been the composed and quiet type of boyfriend, while his s/o was a polar opposite : completely freaky minded. Your outer innocence was just a decoy to the filthy hoe inside. As much as you wanted to unleash the smutty side of yours before him, turn your bedroom times into an eccentric show, respecting Vernon's choices always stood up the first place.
But today, everything was gonna go down as you decided to let it all loose, temptations touching your tongue and spreading the wings of desire. And to your very surprise, everything went quite smoothly according to the premade wicked plan.Pairing your newly bought thigh high slit blazer dress with gladiator stilletos, you sheepishly made your way towards the crime scene : a.k.a backstage of seventeen's be the sun concert.
Leaning on the doorframe of the greenroom, you waited for the members' eyes to fall on you and as soon as they did, the whole room was echoing with praises. Used to always seeing you in baggy clothes, had all the 13's eyes glued onto your new black on black avatar as you foxily walked down to Vernon's chair and positioned yourself on his lap, more precisely his crotch. Grinding your bare hips onto his throbbing manhood, while putting your chonky thighs on show, you made sure to keep the flirty conversations going on steady with the others, not even bothering to pity the younger's muffled moans.
Soon after, a staff popped by to notify that it was time for the boys to go up the stage. Swirling up from the now aroused seat, you drew your thumb swiftly around vernon's earlobes and gave it a slight pinch,whilst passing all of them assuring hugs; your once a sweet little boy taking in each and every movement his girlfriend made, before finally leaving the premise,as he mouthed something into your ears.
You were so lost in enjoying the view of their concert from the backstage, that you didn't realize it was time for the last ending ment. Turning around on your heels, you decided to quickly sprint away from the venue, not wanting to be caught by Vernon. But guess what? Before you could even reach the stairs, the whole place went pitch black ; making you stop in your tracks as you felt a hot breath whisper on your neck, with hands snaking around your waist.
"How stupid of you baby, to think you can escape from me! Specially after that little trick of yours today" a devilish laugh leaving his lips as he turns your body around in one swish, making your chest hit on his toned abs.
"V-vernon. W-what trick are you talking 'bout?" puppy eyes visible under the lights coming from the stage, you asked all innocently, internally screaming for his freak side to show.
"Oh acting to be so innocent and all huh, aren't you,my dirty little girl!"your legs already giving up, just from his words.
"Lemme show you some of my own tricks then. Let's see how your body shudders under my grip love" saying this he swiftly picked up your body and slammed it on the wall; attaching his lips to yours the same instant.
By this time, you were already too hungry for him. So without wasting anymore seconds, you both start devouring each other's lips like beasts left unfed for days ; your tongues fighting for dominance inside each other when a tight slap from vernon's firm hands landed on your left butt, making you let out a soft moan,while he took this chance to take the upper hand.
His clothed dick, rubbing against your drenched pussy from under the dress, earning a shaky "Plss" from you.
"Plss what princess?" Vernon spoke against your trembling puffed up red lips,sloppily making his way down to your jaw.
"I need you in me Nonie. Pls" you somehow managed to answer in between moans.
"Not so fast baby. You need some punishment for being such a slut today; making me all hard just before the performance and letting the members get a show of what belongs to only me" he started sucking onto your neck and collarbone, leaving dark purple marks all over as his fingers teased your pulsating bud.
Vernon took no time and quickly pulled down your panties, lips still not leaving your neck, as he unannouncingly slid his digits into you, making you moan his name out load.
"Yes moan for me baby. Let everyone know how good this cub of yours makes you feel; that only I can make you cum this way." his words along with his paced up thrusts slowly forming a knot in your stomach.
"V-vernon I'm going to c - ahhh" before you could even complete the sentence, the younger's hands became saturated with your juices. Sucking you off of his fingers dry, he gently placed his lips onto yours again, giving you the taste of your insides.
"Mmmm look how good you taste sweetheart. I can have you for all of my meals throughout the entire day"
Seeing your legs collapse from the just washed out orgasm, Vernon reflexively pushed up your ass into thin air,wrapping your thighs around his waist; as he took out his painful erection out of his stained pants and lined it up on your entrance. One hand tightly squeezing your boobs, while the lips worked their way on your cleavage, he pushed himself inside of you in one go, his precum replacing the role of lube.
"You're still so fuxkin tight bitch, even after taking me in almost every night" a whimper leaving his lips as your walls tensed up around his length.
"N-nonie my pussy is only for you to ruin babie" you voice as you're driven into ecstasy by your once thought innocent boyfriend.
Arousal blurring his sanity,he starts ramming in you at a inhumane speed, making you see constellations before your eyes. Taking in his continuously rough thrusts, you soon felt your high riding by for the second time, as you drowned his member with your cum, half of it seeping down your legs.
"Such a desperate whore under my touch huh" he claims before draining himself in you completely, with the warmest feeling ever. Your insides felt so good, as if it was meant only to take his cum, a cozy home for his seeds.
"Remember this small exclusive show of mine, before pulling another trick like today, princess" Vernon whispers against your nape as he pulls up his pants, drying off your legs with his tongue, meanwhile carrying you to the car.
#kpop#kpop scenarios#kpop smut#seventeen#seventeen smut#svt smut#fanfic#seventeen x oc#seventeen x reader#seventeen x y/n#vernon#vernon smut#vernon fanfic#vernon x reader#vernon x y/n#svt x y/n#svt x reader#svtcreations#svt flick fic#svt vernon#idol smut#svt imagines#seventeen vernon#seventeen x you#svt x you#anons welcome#kpop x y/n#kpop imagines#kpop x reader#vernon x you
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Dreamy
(Kylian Mbappe x reader fluff)
Kylian Mbappe, the French football superstar, had arrived at the red carpet of a high-profile event in Paris. He was dressed in a sharp black suit and a crisp white shirt, looking impeccable as ever. As he walked down the carpet, flashing his million-dollar smile, he caught the eye of a beautiful model who was also attending the event.
The woman was none other than the stunning Y/n L/n. She was known for her beautiful appearance, confidence, and amazing personality. She could only be described as dreamy, unforgettable, and completely captivating. Kylian’s eyes seemed to be glued to her as cameras flashed and clicked, the photographers clamoring for the clearest angles.
There she was, in a long deep green dress that hugged her curves, her hair framing her face perfectly, and her makeup was absolutely flawless. Kylian himself had others taking photos of him, but he couldn’t care less about the flashing lights and screaming fans. As corny as it sounded, everything seemed to fade, as his gaze was focused on Y/n, unable to look away. There was something enchanting about her, preventing him from pulling his eyes off of the woman.
Barely paying attention to the people with their large cameras, he began to make his way towards her. At first she didn’t notice him, as she stared at the photographers, but was able to recognize the athlete once he was about two meters away from her. Her eyes darted from the cameras to him and widened, a smile grew across her face. This only seemed to hypnotize Kylian even more, nearly stopping him so he could collect himself.
“Hello Kylian,” she warmly greeted whilst flashing a smile that displayed her perfect teeth that complimented her full lips. Again, Kylian was practically stunned. Her voice sounded magical and smooth.
“Oh, hello Y/n.” He said, trying as hard as possible to maintain his cool outwards appearance, for he could feel himself begin to break into a nervous sweat.
She began to walk towards him, lifting up her long glowing dress to make it easier. The simple action left Kylian completely smitten and flustered as she revealed a pair of stilletos, the color blending in with her s/c skin. She seemed to flow when walking, as if she was walking on water. Kylian began to think about how stupid he may have looked, but the thought was only in the back of his mind, for her beauty was far too distracting.
The soft light above her highlighted her features as she gracefully moved towards him. Upon approaching him, she tugged on his hand before quietly conversing with him. Kylian’s arm found itself snaking around Y/n’s waist, the velvet material of her dress teasing him. “You look beautiful tonight.” He uttered, looking into her eyes to get a glance at how they’d light up at the compliment. She looked at him and smiled. A smile so breathtaking that it seemed to leave Kylian completely defenseless.
“Thank you,” she responded, looking into his brown eyes before turning her head to the cameras in front of them. “You look amazing yourself.” Kylian looked down to smile at her, before he too turned his head to face the flashing lights ahead of him as he stood there with her hand in his.
Once the award ceremony of the event had begun, Kylian had been assigned to sit next to Y/n, probably a result after everyone seeing the undeniable chemistry a few minutes ago. Kylian tried his hardest to pay attention to the show, but his eyes seemed to be attached to her.
She on the other hand, had a more stoic approach to the interaction. Y/n could feel Kylian’s eyes burning into her back, as he stared at her. However, she continued to look at the stage in front of her, occasionally sipping the drink in her hand. Y/n could feel her body heating up, as amazing she was at hiding this feeling of being flustered, she wasn’t an actress.
Eventually, the tension was too much to bear. Turning her head around to look at the man who she correctly inferred was watching her, she caught sight of his blank expression as he stared at her. The sight of his face, changing from that of an expressionless one to a flustered one, was hilarious to Y/n. She looked away slowly at the ground, with a devious grin on her face, trying to stifle her laughter.
Kylian seemed unaware as to what just happened, but knew she was laughing at him. “Wait, what did I do?” He asked, tapping her shoulder as his voice expressed genuine concern. If he messed this up he would never forgive himself.
“It’s nothing, nothing.” She whispered through laughs, bitting her tongue to prevent the sound from escaping her lips. Her back was hunched over, and she buried her face in her hands. “You just looked, like, I don’t know, ‘flabbergasted’.” She continued, coming up from her fit for air.
“Oh,” Kylian said, looking off to the side to avoid her gaze out of embarrassment.
“No, it was cute.” She assured, resting her hand on his arm. Kylian looked down at the contact, and nearly became a flustered mess.
“Kylian,” she began,
“Yeah?”
“Can I have your number?”
Oh my goodness, she had asked for his number. Kylian couldn’t believe it, he felt as if he were the luckiest man in the world. A sudden smile crawled onto his face, and his eyes squinted. “Yes, of course!” He confirmed.
He pulled out his phone, and opened up his contacts to add her. He sat there, shaking from excitement as Y/n typed into his phone. Once she had finished, she handed the phone back to him and smiled, before looking back at the stage in front of her and crossing her legs.
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Once the show had ended, as Kylian stepped into the car he was taking home, he felt a notification in his pocket. He nearly jumped after this, his heart skipping a beat due to the excitement and sudden noise. It took nearly everything in him to not open the text, the drive home was agonizing, as he was filled to the brim with anticipation.
The second he had parked at his lavish home, he quickly slammed on the brakes, and pulled out his phone. The screen lit up his smiling face in the darkness as he read:
Y/n: “Hey, It’s Y/n. Ik we just met, but do you want to go out sometime?”
I’m so bad at endings, call me Stephen King atp 🫢 anyways, criticism and advice is greatly appreciated 🫶🏼
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Here's an OC for diabolik lovers!
Helena Dias
26y
178cm or 5'10"
72Kg
Unknown race
Appearance
She has many tattoos, including in her face (serendipity above her right brown and a tear under the right eye) and neck (a bat stabbed by a dagger). Almost all of them are in old school style.
Also many many piercings on her ears, on the right eyebrow, both sides of the nose and connected by a chain, snake bites, septum and bellybutton.
She is strong and curvy (imagine maki from jujutsu), with very defined muscles an a little fat around her stomach, arms and legs that stayed there after having kids
Her clothes are usually very elegant. Tailored pants, long skirts, fitted shirts, stilleto heels and golden jewelry are her go-to
She does wears much more layed back outfits ah home, mostly jeans shorts, tank tops, flannel shirts/pants, very large t-shirts and sweaters and always with jewelry. Imagine the chicana style - makeup
Her hair us jet black, straight and very shiny. Her eyes are also a deep black and her skin is an medium olive tone.
Personality
To people from outside she is formal, elegant, polite yet firm. She imposes respect, a very cunning woman, listening more than talking and adapting quickly to the social cues.
Her personality drastically changes when it comes to her children, friends, sister and parents. She is sweet, patient, funny and very energetic (aka loud and agitated af). She has no problem being ridiculous to entertain the kids, gossip with mom and younger sis and laugh loundly with her dad. Sometimes she can even be obnoxious, the family is a complete separate world for Helena.
Karl Heinz brings the worst in her. She berates, insults and is honestly ready for a fight, if not bonded by a blood contract she would kill him.
Even hating Heinz, she kind of understand his late wives, and wold not hold hard feelings against them or her children. She thinks of them as victims of Heiz and his plans, just like her. She tries to be kind and patient with the Sakamaki boys, but still hold her limts firmly.
Her biggest flaw is thinking she knows better than other people and ends up not listening. Other things are that she has a hard time acknowledging some aspects of her abuse, she is smarter and more socially adaptable that most people, wich made her believe that because it happens to her is not as bad as it would be with a "normal girl"; Takes too many responsibilities as punishment for her "wrongs" of the past; To her kids, she has her moments, sometimes is kind of childsh and acts more like a older sister, and sometimes is a bit overprotective, it comes from the struggle of becoming a parent too soon, but the kids are well cared, loved and she is working on her problems.
Lore
I'm lazy so i just google translate what i had written lol sory if anything sounds odd.
No beta reading we die like real man AND remember Helena developed much faster than others kids, but it doesn't means she is mature
I lived the first years of my life in a relatively normal way, with my parents, José (Zé) de Santana Meira Dias and Naomi Abe Dias. We lived in the ABC region of São Paulo, in a lower middle class area, and we attended a Catholic church in the region. According to my parents, I was never a completely normal child. I reached my developmental milestones much earlier, despite having normal growth, and I started to be rebellious as soon as I learned to form complete sentences. At the age of 6, I already knew how to run away from home to do whatever I wanted, and sometimes I even ran away from school. Nothing my parents did helped. I even learned how to pick locks, poor things. I also didn't have many friends my own age. I liked talking to much older children and even some teenagers. According to my mother, my favorite group of friends were some kids who smoked marijuana at night in the square near our house. Again, poor my parents.
In 2007, when I was 8 years old, my mother became pregnant with my sister, Sophia, and my parents decided to move to Japan because it was a safer country, and they believed it would be easier to control me. As soon as we arrived, we met Father Komori, who was in charge of the parish that we attended every day when my father got home from work. My sister was born the same year, and we lived in a small, old apartment. My father worked in a car factory and my mother was a housewife until my sister turned 3 and could go to nursery school. This was the time when I became more well-behaved. I remember wanting to help my parents because life was not very easy at the time. Most of my extracurricular activities were at church, so my contact with hunting creatures of the night began. Father Komori noticed my above-average skills when I was around 10 years old. He taught me how to hunt and take care of the church, and by the time I was 13, I was already hunting. From that moment on, all my free time was spent at church or hunting. My parents were happy that I stopped getting into trouble, and the worst thing I did was sleep in some classes. At 15, I had already become a high-level hunter, already recognized in the field. And I was a stubborn child; I truly believed that I was capable of hunting the king of the vampires and becoming the best. Today I understand that I was a child without real stimuli until I became a hunter; it is common for gifted children to misbehave in order to find stimuli. I fell in love with hunting because it was the first challenging thing I had ever done in my life. It was the first time I was truly afraid of failing, and victory after so much anxiety was better than any drug I had ever tried.
My plan and research to find Karl Heinz began in March 2013, and the hunt itself took place in the second week of July, when my school was visiting Osaka. I tracked Heinz to a local hotel and almost killed him. The knife hit him square in the heart, but he used his powers to go back in time and stop me from killing him. That day I almost died. I'm sure Heinz spared me out of curiosity. I was admitted to a local hospital and my little escapade was covered up by Heinz. He made everyone believe that during one of his visits I was hit by a speeding car. In that hospital room, Heinz offered me a deal: I would have children with him, and in exchange he would give me whatever I wanted. At the time, my lack of maturity only allowed me to see the opportunity to acquire more power, and I only calculated enough that Heinz couldn't take it back. I didn't expect that I would truly love my children. Not that I had many options. I'm sure that if it weren't for the deal, Heinz would find another way to get me involved in his experiments, with or without my consent. When I was 16, I got pregnant for the first time, and my parents were desperate. At the time, I told them that I didn't know whose child it was, and that I had been with several boys, but they didn't believe me, especially since I showed no interest in dating or interacting with boys. At that time, they assumed that Father Komori had taken advantage of me, but they had no way of proving anything and knew that pressing the issue could complicate our family's situation a lot. So they decided to return to Brazil.
My sister was devastated. She loved the church and loved Japan. She missed her best friend, Yui, the priest's daughter, and didn't understand why our family had to move so abruptly. But Sophia had always been a very sweet and understanding girl. My parents said that the priest had done something very bad to me and I wasn't safe there. My little sister had always been very sweet to me, and she was a great aunt.
Despite the absolute sadness my parents felt at the time, they welcomed my son, Yuri, with great love. Since there had been no sexual abuse, I wasn't sad either. In fact, I was very excited about the possibility of learning new things, becoming stronger, and hunting better. Heinz began sending me letters through family members. I received several magic books and letters from him detailing how to start learning. With my very religious family, I would hide them under the bed sheets. In return, Heinz received frequent reports about my pregnancy and Yuri's development. As we expected, Yuri was an extraordinary child, but like me, he grew at the normal speed of a human. My recovery and development in magic and my abilities were also absurd, both parties were happy with the agreement. To be honest, I did not immediately become attached to my son, almost all the care in the first years of his life was done by my parents. I barely spent time with him, and my parents believed that this aversion was due to the abuse. I can hardly imagine how much suffering my parents went through because of me. I started to do some hunting in Brazil just for fun and training, but it was enough to draw the attention of other hunters who did not want competition and of vampires who clearly did not want to be hunted. Then, on a summer night at the end of 2015, my house was attacked by a pack of creatures of the night. There were races that should not even be on land, such as Ghouls, waters and vipers. Fortunately, my knowledge helped me protect my family, and I could no longer hide anything. I had to explain everything that was happening. I can tell you it was a long week, my parents had a hard time processing everything. My mother also told me that I am not my father's biological daughter. I always knew that I was not conceived in the marriage, but my mother told me that they broke up for a few months before getting back together and, in the meantime, she got pregnant by a man, but he disappeared and my father decided to raise me anyway. There came a point where they had to accept that the agreement with Heinz was over and my only option was to keep having children until the agreed number. We moved to a new house, I now saving money from my hunting, and we were able to afford a comfortable life. I started to get attached to my children a few months after my daughter was born.
The Kids
Yuri Dias
10y
Has a strong and lean body, a buzz cut and a brigh smile.
My son Yuri is a kind, responsible and very lively child. He likes to take care of his younger siblings and loves them very much. He repeats the positive parenting that I used with him on others and is always willing to help. It is very easy for him to make friends, he is polite with the older ones but still very fun. He acts affectionately with me, and I always make sure to satisfy all of his emotional and physical needs as a child. Our relationship is very close and his clear and calm way of dealing with feelings makes it very easy to be this boy's mother. Despite this, his flaw is that he gives too much of himself to others. He doesn't mind being treated badly if it is good for the younger children, which makes me very worried.
Camila Dias
7y
Lean and tall, runs a lot, is a tom boy and the funniest kid
Camila, like Yuri, is a helpful and kind child, but she has no problem starting a fight to defend herself and her siblings. She is extremely funny, she is the typical child without a restraint on her tongue who doesn't care a bit about what others will say. She is very mischievous and lively, but in a good way, always letting her curiosity lead her to new adventures. I go a little crazy with this girl but also full of pride. She and Lucas are the perfect combination for siblings, Lucas is more relaxed and happy around her, and she is more restrained about what is responsible and what is not.
Nicolas Dias
3y
He is a little short, lean like his older sister
Very shy and introspective, well behaved, loves to be held
Unlike his other siblings, he is quiet, shy and reserved. He is suspicious of others and does not get along with strangers. He also does not like a lot of excitement and prefers to be in my lap, despite this he plays a lot with his older siblings who always try to make sure he is included. He is not an emotional child, basically never cries, does not make noise and rarely complains. However, he becomes much more open with family members and in these moments he lets loose.
Hanna Dias
11 months
Her body is chubby, short and strong
Very moody, energetic, talkative and independent
She is very similar to Yuri, both keep their true feelings to people close to them and do not like strangers, but she has a more irritable personality, she is also restless like her other siblings. Hanna is a funny girl, with people close to her she complains and cries a little as soon as they do something she does not like, but with strangers she screams as if she was being beaten. The girl makes faces of pure disgust at anyone who tries to force contact with her, and hates being held, only accepting it when she is sleepy.
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Thinkin abt coloring my hair dark purple w green bangs bc I can't like Envy a normal amnt and am basing my entire aesthetic off of them : )
#im gonna get my nails done based off of them too#like deep glittery green stilletos with gold tips and a gold snake on my ring finger nail
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#nail inspiration#nails#cute nails#nail inspo#nail ideas#nail#pink#blue#coffin nails#coffin#stilleto nails#blue glow in the dark nails#snake nails#gold#gold nails#blue nails#pink nails#glitter#glitter nails#gold glitter nails#pink glitter#pink glitter nail
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The Ladies of GI Joe
Top Row: Scarlett, Cover Girl, Lady Jaye, Jinx, Bombstrike, and Snake Eyes III. Second Row: Action Force's Quarrel & Natalie Poole, Argen7's Glenda, Commandos En Açao's Athena & Sparta, and IDW's Hashtag.
Third Row: GI Jane, Lola Graves, Pale Peony, Black Hat, Bottom Line, Sherlock, Shooter, and Helix. Fourth Row: Extreme's Mayday & Tall Sally, Sunbow's Teiko, DDP's Firewall & Mayday, IDW's original DOC II & Chameleon II & Ronin. Fifth Row: IDW Cobra Won AU's Fadeaway, IDW's connected universe Doc II (you can't tell me they're the same character) & Mayday & Marissa Fairborne, Toyline's Stilleto, Convention Freestyle, Oktober Guard's Daina, and Sunbow Oktober Guard's Daina.
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Goodbye Summer
pose @ amitie - sun hat pack
rings @ kibitz - sandrian earrings @ andore - snake crystal nails by veechi @ N21 - Stilleto mes nails eyeshadow @ veechi - Raja eyeshadow
hair by wasabi @ FLF Birthday Bash aliana hair bikini @ faMESHed by Just Because - Lilo Bikini
#second life#second life blog#second life roleplay#second life mischief managed#wasabi#just because#FLF#FLF birthday bash#amitie#kibitz#andore#veechi#n21#faMESHed
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May a make a suggestion on overlords outfits: since he strikes me as a sadistic diva. Spikes, chains and leather are the way to go but you can't go wrong with a pair a spiked stilleto heels. Or jewelry that resemble snakes.
Oh, he is 100% a sadistic diva--that's why I ended looking at drag queens and 80s rock stars for amab gnc person inspo. All of that definitely suits him and I think I'm gonna have to look up some snake jewelry. 👀
#Ask#Anonymous#He's still enjoying the attention too much and won't say if he's cis or genderfluid#Humanformers#hf Meta talk
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍: halloween costume.
Club Crossover's grand reopening came with a Halloween theme, all guests required to dress up in their festive bests. Noelani had a quick change of mind from dressing up as a comic book villainness and chose instead to dress in clothes inspired by the Gorgon, Medusa. Dressing in her trademark deep greens, gold and black, she chose a handwoven gold strappy gown with wide splits up the sides to her hips with a plunging neckline and exposed waist. Sealed at the back with a gold snake curving up the spine and gold strapped heels. She accessorized with gold chains around her exposed thighs, and a detailed golden choker and body chain that came with a large emerald tear drop at her throat.
Styling her hair into box braids, she adding earrings, rings, and her gold canine teeth caps, she finished the look with black and gold stilleto nails and a golden Medusa headpiece.
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Chapter 69: The sisters have a surprise for Nico.
In short: Nico gets therapy from Dionysus. In this chapter, our favorite demigod is in Italy, with a few far away cousins. They take him shopping by order of their great-grandmother.
AO3 - FanFiction.net - KoFi This might be crazy: Chapter 69: Italian Coffee
Sofia cleaned her hands on a napkin. ‘Don’t worry, Nico, we’ve got a plan.’
I put down my roll with jam. ‘When someone says they’ve got a plan, I usually start worrying immediately.’
Beside me, Sofia’s youngest sister, Lucia, could hardly contain her excitement. ‘We’re going to get you new clothes!’
‘So that’s the catch.’
‘Yes!’ Elena, the middle child, cheered. ‘Donna Gloriana said we should!’ She got a michevous glint in her eyes. ‘Hasn’t your girlfriend ever taken you shopping?’
‘Oh, eh...’ I looked down at my plate. ‘Well... she did.’ I quickly took a bite of my roll.
Elena chuckled. ‘It won’t be as bad, I promise.’
I nodded, my mouth still filled with bread and jam.
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They dragged me to a a shoe shop in the city centre first. ‘I don’t know if I am sure about this...’ I muttered, as soon as I saw one of the price tags.
Sofia shrugged. ‘Donna Gloriana offered to pay for everything.’
‘Ah. Yes. I’ll... try on those red-and-black shoes,’ I mumbeld. They looked nice and comfortable.
Lucia skipped past us to get them. ‘Get those stilleto’s too!’ Elena called after her, refering to a pair of ridiculous glittery heels her sister passed.
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‘Figures that you would go with the first pair, after we made you fit five others,’ Elena said as we walked out.
I nodded. It felt weird to be in my mothers’ home country. No, it was weird to be in my own home country. It was just that my mom had really known it. I only recognised a few fleeting details.
When we crossed a bridge, I stopped to take a look at the buildings around me. Sofia stopped next to me. ‘Is there something?’
I shook my head. ‘This was the country of my... my great-grandmother, and I am the first one in generations to set foot here. It feels strange.’
Lucia put her hands on the railing of the bridge and looked out over the water. ‘Did you ever meet your great-grandmother?’
I hesitated. ‘Eh... yes. When I was very little. I know she... wore black hats and pearls. And... I mean, I think she took us on a holiday once... And...’ I felt tears burning in my throat. I swallowed ‘And... I just wished I knew more. I remember that I really liked her.’ I sniffed. ‘Hm.’
Lucia looked a little crestfallen. ‘Eh... sorry for asking.’
‘It’s okay,’ I mumbeld. ‘Being here means more to me than I thought. It makes me think and remember things I haven’t thought or rememberd in a while.’ I took a deep breath. ‘What more did Donna Gloriana tell you to buy for me? I think I have to wear more than just shoes.’
Elena strided past me. ‘A whole lot more.’
Lucia walked to the other sighed of the bridge. Sofia patted my shoulder. ‘Be careful with yourself, okay?’ she told me, before we went on.
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‘What is it like to be a demigod?’ Lucia asked, while we were searching through a clothing rack. ‘I hear about them sometimes, because my family has a few of them, but I never understood what it’s really like.’
I thought for a moment. ‘When you first learn you’re a demigod it’s weird. It feels like there are monsters around every corner.’
‘Are there monsters right now, in the store?’
‘One of the shop assistants is a fire demon, but she isn’t dangerous. She, like a lot of monsters, has integrated into human life.’
Lucia pulled a face. ‘Which one? I don’t want to talk to her.’
I smiled a devious smile. ‘Find out.’
‘That’s mean!’
I snickered. ‘Quickly you get used to the world around you. Then you start to develop powers. I can raise skeletons, for example.’
‘Skeletons?’ Her eyes twinkled when she said it.
‘Eh, I’d better not show you right now.’
‘Of course not.’ She giggled. ‘I do feel like there is a little magic around me, though.’
‘I couldn’t say that about America,’ I said with a sigh.
‘I think there is magic in America! I’d love to see it some day.’
‘It’s nothing special.’
‘To me, Italy is nothing special. But you made a lot of effort to come here... oh!’ she pulled a shirt out of the clothing rack. ‘Try this.’
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‘I think Bianca would have liked it here, too,’ I said while we were sipping a coffee and chatting. ‘You know, my sister, I said things about her over the phone.’
Sofia stirred her coffee. ‘I think she would have been glad to see you got here.’
‘I’d find it awful to lose one of my sisters,’ Lucia said. ‘I would miss them every day.’
I nodded. ‘I still miss Bianca, sometimes. But you can’t stay sad forever.’
Elena looked up. ‘Do you think your mother wanted to visit Italy?’
‘...yes. I think she would have loved to see the country again some day. She would have been happy here.’
‘Are you happy here?’ I looked at Lucia. ‘I mean, it sounds like your life wasn’t always easy,’ She went on. ‘So...’
I slowly nodded. ‘Yes, I am happy here.’ I meant it. ‘That I was strong enough to come here already shows that I am happier than before. You have all treated me very kindly. It feels good to know that my family is still there for me.’
‘You’ve got family at home, too,’ Elena stated. ‘Like the people who were with you during the phone calls.’
I nodded. ‘But I am still glad that I can add all of you to that family.’
A/N: A ‘catch,’ as in, the little trap in what someone says, is called a ‘addertje onder het gras’ in the Netherlands, or directly translated: ‘The little adder (A type of snake) under the grass.’ I had this in the draft up until the very last one, when I realised no-one in English ever said that.
I might have rewritten whole parts of this chapter last minute.
I am on a holiday now, the Island is pretty
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