#thanks for understanding!! i'll try to have them done within the next few days

[jeankluv]

The forgotten boy - Geto Suguru | Chapter 05

words: 3.2k

summary: He made a deal with the devil, over 1,000 years ago. Just for the sake of his loved ones but the deal came with a condition. Everyone he met from that moment on, would forget about his existence within minutes, and will be like that for the rest of the eternity

Like that Geto Suguru lived for 1,000 years, being forgotten by everyone he met, not being remembered by anyone and being alone.

"You remember me?"

You nodded. “Of course I do.” You smiled. “You have been coming here for a few days now. Always at the same hour and always asking for the same coffee.”

ac: _3aem

tags: angst, fluff, fantasy au, different lifetimes, dual pov, use of y/n, fem!character, modern settings but also past settings, eventual smut, destiny, characters death (in the flashbacks), blood [more tags in the future]

notes: hellooooo new chapter ☺️ I hope everyone enjoys it

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jujutsu kaisen materialist

Suguru looked at the ceiling of your living room as he stroked Blue's black fur, which was purring on top of his stomach. It had been two hours since you had said goodbye and since then Suguru had dedicated himself to looking at the ceiling. There were nights where he did manage to sleep but others in which that need never came.

That night was one of them, his body was fresh as a rose and Suguru knew that the only thing he had left to do was watch the time pass, as he had done countless times.

Blue stood up from his stomach and ran towards your door. Suguru looked at her strangely at the feline's sudden behavior. But when he started to pay attention, he noticed sobs and noises coming from your room.

He quickly got up and approached her door, knocking gently at first but then more firmly when there was no response. “Y/N, are you okay?” He shouted, concerned in his voice. When he still received no response, he decided to take action.

"Y/N, I'm coming in." He said in a firm voice, holding the door handle.

Suguru opened the door and found the room dimly lit by the soft glow of the streetlights filtering through the curtains. His eyes quickly adjusted to the low light and he approached your bed, where he could see you tossing and turning with your brow furrowed in anguish.

He reached out and gently shook your shoulder. “Y/N, wake up.” He said softly, trying to snap you out of whatever nightmare was haunting you. When you didn't respond, he sat on the edge of the bed and called your name again, his voice soft but insistent.

Finally, your eyes opened and you looked at him, disoriented and shaken. "Suguru?" You whispered, your voice shaking.

"It's okay, you're safe." He reassured you, his hand resting gently on your arm. “You were having a nightmare.”

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself as the remnants of the nightmare began to fade.

“Thank you.” You murmured, feeling a wave of relief wash over you.

Suguru gave you a reassuring smile. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly, ready to listen if you needed to share.

You shook your head slightly. “Not now…” You replied, voice still a little shaky. "I just... I just need a moment."

He nodded, understanding. "Take all the time you need. I'm going to go get a glass of water for you to drink." He said in a warm, soothing voice.

Suguru watched you for a moment longer before deciding to head to the kitchen. He could see, despite the darkness of the room, that you were pale and beads of sweat were running down your forehead.

"I'll be right back." He said quietly, wanting to give you some space to calm down.

You nodded slightly, still curled up in bed, hugging Blue and trying to calm the agitation in your body. The cat's soft purring offered some comfort as you focused on your breathing, willing your heart rate to slow down.

Suguru moved quickly but silently through the house, his mind racing with worry. He grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water; the coolness of the liquid offered a brief respite from her worry. As he walked back to your room, he couldn't help but think of the anguish he had seen on your face.

When he re-entered the room, he walked over to the bed and handed you the glass of water. "Take it." He said softly. “Drink this. It might help you feel a little better.”

You took the glass with trembling hands, sipping the water slowly. The cold liquid helped soothe her patchy throat and gave her a small amount of relief. Suguru sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a worried expression.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly, her voice filled with genuine care.

You shook your head, still feeling too shaken to put the nightmare into words. "It's not important." You murmured. “Can you just stay with me for a little while?”

Suguru held your gaze and gently nodded. "Of course. I'm not going anywhere."

As you breathed deeply and focused on Suguru and Blue's calming presence, you felt the agitation slowly begin to fade.

"Thank you." You whispered, feeling a little more at peace with each passing moment. You hesitated for a moment but finally spoke out. “I used to have this kind of nightmares when I was a kid.” Suguru turned to look at you. “When I was a teenager they stopped, but I guess now they are back.”

“You want to tell me about them? Maybe that way you can feel better.” Suguru suggested looking at you with kind eyes.

“I…” You breathed in. “I just remember being a nurse and we were surrendered by smoke and fire, it was the First World War, I think. And…” You swallowed. “Well I died.” You made a face with a shrug.

“Y/n…” He carefully approached you and caressed your arm gently.

“It felt too real Suguru… it was like I was really dying.” Suguru wrapped his arm around you and held you close to him, you felt safe being enveloped by his presence and warm touch.

“It was a nightmare, now you are here and everything is okay.” You nodded against his chest, feeling calmer thanks to his presence next to you.

Suguru stayed by your side, gently stroking your back until he felt your breathing become heavier, indicating that you had fallen into a deep sleep. He looked at your face and her eyes traced the familiar pattern of the nine freckles that adorned your skin. Together they formed a constellation, a unique map that he wanted to know and discover.

He smiled to himself, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. Watching you sleep peacefully gave him a feeling of relief and satisfaction.

With one last tender look at your serene face, Suguru closed his eyes, hoping that this time he too would find some rest.

˖✧˖°.✶₊ ⊹ ⋆˖✧˖°.✶₊ ⊹ ⋆

“Let’s get married after the war is over. And move to a cabin away from everything and everyone, just you and me.”

˖✧˖°.✶₊ ⊹ ⋆˖✧˖°.✶₊ ⊹ ⋆

Suguru opened his eyes, surprised when the alarm sounded. You stirred in his arms, reaching out to grab your phone and turning it off. The room filled with morning light, casting a soft glow over everything.

Realizing the intimate situation you were in, Suguru quickly removed his arms from around you and sat on the bed, a light blush creeping up his cheeks. "I'm sorry." He said softly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

You turned to look at him, a sleepy smile on your face. "It's okay, Suguru. Thank you for staying with me."

He nodded, still a little nervous. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I apreciate it." You replied. “I slept better knowing you were here.”

Suguru's shoulders relaxed a little at your words and he gave you a small, reassuring smile. "I'm glad to hear that."

Suguru stood up and stretched a little. "Do you need anything this morning? Breakfast or coffee?" You said as you also stood up.

Suguru shook his head. "No, I'm fine. Just… thank you for letting me spend the night here."

You shook your head without giving it much importance. "Don’t worry." You uttered softly, before leaving the room, followed by Blue.

Suguru looked at your back and a strange feeling settled in his chest. A feeling of nostalgia and longing that he did not very well understand. He stood from the bed and followed your steps, finding you in the kitchen.

“You have to go to work right?” Suguru said sitting on the chair that you had there.

“Yeah, today is Friday so we might have more people than usual.” You smiled at him. “What about you?” You looked at him. “You will call someone so you can enter your house.”

Suguru caught a little bit and smiled. “Yeah, yeah I will call a friend of mine.”

“You can use my phone.” You said and Suguru looked at you confused. “You know, you told me you didn’t have a phone so… you can just use mine.”

It was then that Suguru was shocked, he had told you that he didn't have a cell phone that's why you offered it to him. “Oh!” Suguru exclaimed. “Don’t worry, it's okay.” He tried not to raise suspicions and act normal.

You hesitantly nodded and turned to finish preparing the bowl of food for Blue, who was waiting impatiently. Suguru watched your movements and the smile that appeared on your face as you bent down and stroked your cat's head.

“You want something for breakfast?” You asked him.

“A coffee it’s fine.” He smiled.

You nodded. “Just so you know my machine is old and almost broken, so it won’t be as good as the coffee you take at the coffee shop.” You said while moving around the kitchen.

“I’m sure it will be good.” Suguru said following you with his gaze.

“You will say that regardless if it’s good or bad right.” You said putting the coffee in front of him.

“I will be honest with you if it’s bad.” He picked up the cup with his fingers and took a small sip.

You didn't have to ask him if he liked me or not because his face told you everything you needed to know.

Suguru closed his eyes tightly and swallowed with difficulty. "I told you." You whispered. “I'll buy you a coffee in the store.”

Suguru looked at you. “Don't you think you've invited me and been nice enough to me already?”

You shook your head as you walked to the room. "I do not think so." You smiled from the door. “Now I'm going to change and I'm going to make you the best coffee in the world in the store.”

You closed the door behind you and Suguru sighed with a smile forming on his face. "Is it always like that?" He asked Blue, who was looking at him with her blue eyes wide open. “I guess she is.” He chuckled still remembering your big smile before disappearing into your room.

But part of Suguru’s mind couldn’t shake that strange and new feeling he was experiencing with you. Also your nightmares, the way you talked about them, they didn’t seem like normal nightmares.

Suguru swallowed, thinking of a remote possibility, but that couldn't be it. Too many years had passed, it was not possible that he was behind your nightmares or the agonizing moment you had experienced last night. As far as he knew, after his defeat a thousand years ago by…

The door to the room opened again and you walked out of it with a wide smile. You were wearing jeans and a blue blouse.

"Let’s go? That coffee is not going to prepare itself.” You said grabbing your bag.

Suguru nodded and raised from the chair he was sitting at. “Bye bye Blue.” Suguru smiled at the cat.

“Be good Blue, until mom comes back.” You told the cat before opening the door and existing with Suguru following your steps.

Suguru followed your steps through the building and out onto the street. The cold air of the spring morning greeted you, mixing with the first rays of sunlight filtering through the tall buildings around you. The city was just beginning to wake up.

Without saying much, they both walked side by side, heading towards the subway stop that would take them to work. The silence between you was comfortable.

As you walked, you looked at Suguru and noticed the calm expression on his face. His presence was calming, a firm anchor in the morning rush.

When you arrived at the subway stop, you went down the stairs and waited for the train. The platform was starting to fill with other travelers, but at that moment, it felt like it was just the two of you.

When the train arrived and you both got on, trying to make your way through the people that filled the car. Suguru grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him and covered you with his body while giving you some space. Looking up you found him looking sharply to the sides.

Suguru, for his part, was looking for a figure that he had seemed to recognize in that carriage, one that had made his heart want to jump out of his chest. But when he realized that the presence of that figure was not there, he relaxed and looked down to meet his eyes, which were looking at him from below.

Embarrassed, you turned your head and leaned your head against the window, feeling the cold glass against your skin, and closed your eyes for a moment.

Suguru's hand lightly brushed yours and you opened your eyes to see him giving you a small and warm mile. You returned the gesture, feeling a warmth spread through you. Your trip to work used to be monotonous and full of rush but that morning had become special.

As the train approached the stop, Suguru grabbed your hand again and you both left the metro. Suguru didn’t let your hand go even when both of you were outside the station.

Arriving at your work you stood in front and opened the door with the keys, letting Suguru in. It was still early and Yuji would take a while to arrive, so you could take that time for yourselves.

“Do you also make the cupcakes that you sell?” Suguru asked.

“No, it would be too much work for Yuji and me, an outside company sells it to us.” You explained, as you turned on the coffee maker. “It's a small store and well our boss decided to collaborate with them. So every morning before opening they bring us freshly made cakes.” You smiled.

“What happens if you run out?”

“We usually order more and if there are leftovers we take them home or give them to the last customers of the day, but the pastry shop comes twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon.”

“Is the cafeteria also open in the afternoon?” Suguru followed your figure.

You nodded, taking one of the cups. “Yes, but I'm not on that shift.” You placed the cup in front of Suguru and poured the milk first and then the coffee. "Voilà!" You sang with a smile.

“Looks great.” Suguru smiled and took the coffee cup between his hands, taking a small sip.

Suguru closed his eyes and enjoyed the taste of the hot coffee going down his throat. The coffees he had had over the years had been mostly good, but the one you made was exceptionally good. Like it had a secret ingredient that made him addicted to it.

“You need to change that old coffee machine in your apartment.” He joked, opening his eyes and looking at you.

You grinned and nodded. “You might be right. That way I can make sure you want to come back to my apartment?” You joked although in that joke there was the hidden desire of wanting to continue meeting Suguru.

“Maybe…” Suguru rested his chin on his hand and followed you with his gaze, noticing the slight blush on your cheeks.

It felt good to be that way, to talk to you that way, to joke around, to have a cup of coffee. Suguru felt really alive and it was all thanks to you. He still didn't quite understand why you weren't affected by the curse but he just hoped it would last.

The door to the store opened and you both turned to see who it was. Suguru recognized him instantly, he was your coworker, the cheerful pink-haired boy.

“Yuji!” You greeted with a smile. "Good morning."

“Oh…” The boy looked at you both surprised. “Good morning, have you come before?”

You nodded. “I owed Suguru a coffee.” Yuji looked strangely at Suguru and then at you. “He is the customer who comes here every morning.” You told Yuji.

Yuji scratched his head. “Sorry, I don't remember.” You frowned. “Yesterday the three of us were talking momentarily.” But Yuji shook his head without having much idea.

“It’s okay." Suguru gently grabbed your hand and you felt your whole body calm under his touch. “It's normal, you see many faces and talk to many people during the day.” He smiled at you.

“Yeah… sorry Yuji.” You said, a bit embarrassed.

“It’s okay.” He smiled at you. “I will go to get changed.”

Suguru stood up from his place. “I think it is time for me to go.”

He wanted to stay more but he knew your coworker would ask once again who he was and you would get suspicious about him.

“Already?” You turned to look at him with a sad expression.

“Yeah, I need to fix the problem with my keys.”

“Oh, yeah right.” You played with your hands nervously wanting to ask him something. “Can we see each other again?” You finally said it.

Suguru smiled. “Of course.” His voice came calmly and more softly than usually.

“Good… Hmm.” You thought for a moment. “Tomorrow it’s my free day.”

“It’s at 10 fine for you?” Suguru proposed.

“At 10? Yeah it’s perfect.” You smiled.

“Good then I will be waiting for you outside your apartment at 10.” He smiled and you smiled back at him. “See you.”

“Yes.” You waved at him and watched as he exited the store.

With a smile on your face you turned and began to prepare everything for the day. Tomorrow you would have a date with Suguru again and you couldn't be happier, you felt your heart racing and you wanted time to pass so that 10 in the morning arrived the next day.

“You seem happy.” Yuji appeared from the back door.

“Yeah.” You smiled. “I have a date tomorrow.”

“Oh really, with who? Do I know them?” He said also preparing the things to open the store.

“Yeah, with Suguru.” You said cheerfully, Yuji turned and looked at you with his eyebrow raised. “Yuji… the boy who was here.” Yuji was thoughtful.

“When I arrived you were alone, there was no guy.” He said walking past you, with a stack of cups in his hands.

“What are you talking about Yuji? You have greeted him and spoken to him, he is a regular customer here.”

“I'm pretty clueless, but I think I’d remember if I did that.” He laughed subtly. “Let’s not fight over this, the first customers are here.” He pointed at the door.

“Right…” You looked down and you bit your lip.

You didn't understand why Yuji was playing that joke on you, it didn't make any sense Yuji wasn't like that, so why did he act as if Suguru didn't exist. Did Yuji have something against Suguru and that's why he acted like this?

You shook your head and put on the best of your smiles to face that day and that way your long-awaited date with Suguru would arrive as soon as possible.

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[taradactyls]

Progress of Janeuary Prompts and Chapter 43 of Trying to Tread Water

*Edit*

CHAPTER 43 IS UP

8/02/25 Update

Chapter 43 of T3W: As of right now, it's at 8.2k words (almost all of that increase was done within the last few days) and I'm in the home stretch! Between the illness and general busyness it's taken longer than I wanted (and I forgot to post an update last week because of it) but all that's past now so I fully expect it to be posted next week.

I was hoping to get it up looong before Valentine's Day but I suppose there's something fitting about that seeing as it follows directly on from Chapter 42. They're almost part a and b of the same chapter, so it might be a good idea to reread (at least the ending) of it just before this next one comes out. I should also start seriously considering getting the 'what if was smut' and higher-rated bonus/extended scenes into an uploadable state but I won't really worry about that until at least this chapter goes up because my brain is noisy enough right now.

Janeuary: No major updates here, since everything has been jotting down notes and planning. I've also been persuaded, by popular demand, to give 'Dear Lady Catherine' two more chapters to show the crucial moments of how that story unfolds, so that's been added to the to-do list. Everything's going to be uploaded intermittently whenever I finish them even though Janeuary's technically over, since the event still allows late submissions and these little plot bunnies won't leave my head until they're typed out.

I hope you're all doing well and thank you for following up with me and being understanding! Hopefully I'll be giving you lots of goodies soon <3

24/01/25 Update

No real change from last week. I've been busy with the twins turning 3 (!!) and we currently all have a cold.

The Day 20 Janeuary prompt is probably closest to being posted, but when I finish it is heavily dependant on how fuzzy my head feels. Btw, I don't think any of the prompts will be done on the right day but they're all still going to be posted, regardless. I laugh in the face of due dates.

18/01/25 Update

Chapter 43 of T3W: I'm about 5k words in and it's going well. I might have to do some heavy rearranging of the second section depending on how the last goes but I don't think anything has to be scrapped so that word count should only be increasing.

Janeuary: Very behind but still working away (before anyone comes for me: I'm doing this during the times I can't work on T3W because I'm too tired or there's too many distractions and I have to keep pausing, etc. The proper fic requires significantly more brain power and care than quick one-shots).

Also:

I can only see one of these, so unless you sent me a Day 20 prompt about Kitty/Colonel Fitzwilliam (an update on that below) please resend your ask! I think the inbox ate some.

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Janeuary 2025 Prompts done so far:

Day 8: Cravat 'Elizabeth Overestimates her Ability to Tie a Cravat' - Rated G, 3k words, Elizabeth/Darcy, sweet, first kiss, post-canon.

Over the period of their engagement, Elizabeth and Mr Darcy take many long walks. During an unseasonably warm late October day, Mr Darcy loosens his cravat and removes his jacket. Elizabeth finds this a very educational experience. But when it comes time to put them back on, she cannot for the life of her figure out how to knot the cravat properly after insisting she do the honours.

“My dearest, and loveliest, Elizabeth,” he gently began. “You have no idea how to knot a cravat, do you?”

Also Day 8: Cravat 'Inappropriate Use of a Cravat'- Explicit, 6k words, Elizabeth/Darcy, author's first smut, the prompt was from the wildest ask I have ever received but I made it seem normal, smut, established relationship, post-canon, the cravat is part of the smut.

After an absence of some weeks, Mr Darcy and Elizabeth are very eager to be alone together and don’t even make it to the bedroom. As it’s been a while, Mr Darcy doesn’t think he’ll hold out very long if Elizabeth keeps lavishing attention down there – so she ties his cravat around the base of his shaft, to prevent an early end to their enjoyment.

Her surprised gasp was silenced by his lips, her own eagerly parting as she tangled her hands into his hair to keep his face pressed to hers. Pushing Mr Darcy against the wall – door – something, she melted against him, his hands digging into her waist, revelling in the taste and feel of her. “I missed you,” she said again, drawing back to kiss a line down his throat, “so much.”

Day 11: Card Playing Artwork- Which is the banner of...

'A Losing Hand' - Rated G, 2.9k words, Elizabeth/Darcy, canon compliant, falling in love and FIGHTING it, banter, awkward flirting, unrequited crush.

Mr Darcy is falling in love with Elizabeth Bennet, and he is not best pleased about it. His pov of that enlightening card game in Chapter 8 of Pride and Prejudice when they discuss accomplished women.

Darcy could only look at her – the light challenge in her gaze, the slight smile that accompanied it. He could debate with her all day.

Day 16: Gossip 'Dear Lady Catherine' - Rated G, 4.2k words, Elizabeth Bennet/Fitzwilliam Darcy, Jane Bennet/Charles Bingley, Canon divergence, Lady Catherine is in peak form, and facing someone who's allowed to argue back, Character development, Speedrunning Darcy's realisations, Self-reflection

Following the Netherfield Ball, Mr Collins happily gossips in a letter to Lady Catherine that her that her nephew may be on the verge of matrimony… to Miss Bingley. He overheard his cousins talking of the lady’s attentions and quite misconstrued everything. Lady Catherine, as incensed as she could ever be, goes to confront her nephew in London… and arrives in the middle of the ‘Why You Should Not Marry Jane Bennet’ intervention.

Yelling ensues. And maybe more than one instance of self-reflection.

OR

In which Mr Collins has the sacred duty of sharing gossip he wasn’t supposed to know; Lady Catherine is of infinite use, which ought to make her happy, for she loves to be of use; Miss Bingley learns what all her attempts to secure Mr Darcy’s affections have amounted to; and Mr Darcy himself is full of pride and confronted with his hypocrisy.

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Janeuary Prompts in progress/ideas:

Day 13: Christian Name - A few people wondered what Darcy was really thinking in Chapter 42 of T3W when he was talking about how he imaged Elizabeth calling him Fitzwilliam:

“How did you imagine it?” she enquired with a frown. Mr Darcy blushed a deep crimson. “Mostly, mere casual use.”

And I thought that made a great prompt for trying my hand at some more smut.

Day 20: Dearest - An anon sent a prompt for some Kitty/Colonel Fitzwilliam Fluff, and since I've never considered them before it was a fun exercise to think about how that would work! I started a draft of it as I worked out some ideas so this will definitely be happening.

Day 27: Cousins - Toying with the idea of doing a sweet glimpse of 5 or so years into the future, featuring little Bingleys and Darcys. Not sure if that's something anyone's interested in though.

Day 29: Carriage - A missing scene from Pride and Prejudice featuring Darcy and Colonel Fitzwilliam

Day 30: Garden - Another Pride and Prejudice missing scene with Darcy's pov of something Elizabeth mentions in passing.

[causenessus]

human things in my life recently . . . ✦ . ⁺

(this is going to be a long list! i'll probably keep thinking of things as I write others down. and that's probably because that's the human experience :) )

i was talking to my director about wishing other kids could see him how I did, as a person, not just some silly guy who will let them slack off or do whatever they ask him to and I said "sometimes I wish I could project my brain onto others" and he laughed and said, "isn't that what it means to be human? wanting to share your thoughts with others, make them feel what you feel and think?"

i later told him i wanted to be there for our upcoming play which is stressing us both out and I told him, "I just feel like I see you. as a human. not as just a teacher, or some adult, or a figure. but a human." and he said, "thank you, I needed to hear that."

i wrote a christmas card to my manager and thanked her for treating me like a human and she said that my card was the best gift she received that year

we are all humans. why is it such a heartfelt compliment to tell someone you see them as such?

last december, sitting on the stage of my theatre on the last day before break with my tech director talking about growing up. what I will always remember from that day is watching the kid who will be taking over a lot of my responsibilities next year skipping down the stairs as he and I talked. i told him, "there have been so many deaths this year, and that scares me. i didn't think i'd start experiencing so much of this at 18, I thought it would be something in my late 20s. is this what growing up is?" and he said, "yes, but it's also about life. it's about watching new lives be created just as much as it is about seeing people off for the last time." and while currently, I think there's even more to growing up than just these two things, it was a nice reminder. growing up also means more life.

a post i saw online, about how depressing this Christmas felt, and someone's realization that it's because Christmas is a holiday your parents work hard to make feel magical. as you grow older, then it's up to you to make it magical for others, and that's how the magic of Christmas is kept

an except from my sociology final exam research paper on the fear of growing up from December: "While the definition of what it means to be an adult may vary between people, many at least hold within them an optimism that they will reach the place of adulthood at some point. Being an adult means to many being independent and responsible, which some acknowledge to be a heavy burden, but one that they are happy to carry...I am left with one closing thought: perhaps everyone is more prepared for the future than they thought."

telling my father on his birthday that he's the strongest person I know, not just physically, but mentally. even if we disagree on a lot of things and don't always get along, i can take one look around my room and house and realize how much he's done for me despite all of our arguments and how much he hurts everyday

something my therapist said that i'd come to the conclusion to while trying to decide if I should drop a class that was giving me a lot of anxiety or not, "do it. there's a stigma in society nowadays to just 'suck it up' whenever your facing something hard, but if you have the ability to change your surroundings when you're uncomfortable, why wouldn't you?"

my friend a few years younger than me that will text me and ask if she can be with me for lunch because she wants to be around someone she feels comfortable with

this same friend asking me for help on an assignment to find ten things that inspired her, and I told her "why don't you think about the future? somewhere you want to travel? your dream home, when you finally get to move out? what keeps you motivated?"

the fact that scientists don't yet understand the human brain. the fact that every single person on this earth is unique in how they form perceptions, what they experience who they meet, who they decide to love, what they believe in, what foods they like, how different the chemistry inside each of them is. how flawed we all are. everything that makes us human. and there's beauty in those imperfections, not things to be hidden.

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here bestie and I have to say before anything, across multiple seasons of multiple shows, I've never been so close to calling Neptune on an episode as I was for 911 this Thursday. The fight scene?? Pure perfection, I could practically hear it in the background. There are two big things stopping me, first I'm kind of afraid at this point we'll get an even better reason to call it next episode. The setup is there, and a lot of signs are pointing that way. The second bigger reason is that, at the end of the day, the opposite of Neptune actually played out on our screens and I can't possibly regret that it did.

So I'll explain. Keeping in mind that Neptune's big theme is "I want to love you but I don't know how", this episode played heavily into the idea of "the family we chose" which is exactly what made it so good, 911 remembering its fucking roots. And obviously within the greater 118 family we have the little subfamilies, Henren, Athena and Bobby, Chim and Maddie (Chim and his guilt but Athena not having it is killing me 😭😭😭), and (whatever some people may like to deny) the Buckley-Diaz family. And at every point we saw the little hints of crossovers within those families (Athena talking with Karen and bringing up Chim, Eddie talking with Henren, etc.) but in it all Buck was kind of isolated, not by intent and probably more so by his own inadvertent design. Buck's family is the 118 and (with Eddie in Texas) when each of them retreat to their own little corners where does Buck have to go? He's trying to hold the line on their greater family but for a grief so intense its understandable for the others to keep it closer to home. And in his own way Eddie did too, hiding from Henren for sure and likely hiding from Chris. But when the cards are on the table (meaning the fight scene) Eddie knows Buck has felt alone in his grief, the same way he has. And to help he brings him a fucking family!! He brings Buck his son, his aunt (Tia Pepa you are the most patient of mortals for two idiots in love) and lets him know he does have a family beyond the 118, specifically Eddie's!! So yeah, its an entire contradiction of not knowing how to love someone because Eddie knew what Buck needed!! The only thing missing is that Eddie doesn't quite get that all of that begins and ends with him, Buck is part of Eddie's family because Eddie adopted him into it, and Eddie just needs a few more pushes to realize exactly why he did that. The episode was fantastic overall and my hope is that the show realizes people are watching for all the lovely, personal stories we got (still not happy about the Bobby of it all but I'm much more willing to see where it all leads to). Thank fucking god the show managed remember itself before the finale. Now why do I hope we'll still get a Neptune moment?? Because both these idiots have assumed they're operating under one set of relationship rules while actively operating under another. And I hope the finale blows that up in their faces and, at least a little, they fumble over what all that means.

Hello my friend! I had a bunch of family in town and therefore was not at home most of the weekend, but I wanted to get this done before the week starts and whatever craziness leading up to the finale gets underway.

Oh man, the Neptune vibes were so good and we can absolutely circle back if we get something delicious in the finale! (about time we got a good song moment! I swear I had West locked and loaded and waiting since mid-season when we knew Eddie might move and while I loved the domestic face-time calls all the time, I was hoping for at least some on-screen pining to give us a reason to do it! *shakes fist*) But you're so right that ultimately the premise of Neptune gets subverted because Eddie absolutely does know how to love Buck. And Buck absolutely does know how to love Eddie as we saw once Eddie was in Texas and Buck was giving him the support he needed.

But the fight scene?! Whoooo boy! In that moment they are so lost in their own grief that they DON'T know how to love each other because they have almost always taken turns having Something Going On, so the other was able to be there how they were needed. The times they were Going Through It at the same time? Well. That's when they fight. The grocery store. The fight as Eddie is trying to sublet. This kitchen scene. They are struggling to connect to be what the other needs because THEY are in need too. But what is so beautiful is that they are still each other's safe space! They allow themselves to break in front of each other in ways they would never be able to in front of someone else. And that moment of released pressure, and expressed grief and guilt that Eddie gets is exactly what he needed to clear his head and get Buck what he needed, which is his own family unit to go home to, like everyone else has.

This really was such a good episode and it felt more like the early season vibes than anything we've seen recently! I'm hoping Timmy boy and the network take some notes because even the GA was crawling out of the woodwork to make accounts so they could bitch about killing Bobby and how shit that choice was, and how the found family stories told through the little connecting emergencies is what endeared everyone and the reason so many watched. You would not believe the number of "if I wanted to watch Grey's Anatomy I would" comments I saw everywhere 🤣 I'm still holding out hope that Tim and a major network like ABC aren't SO fully incompetent that they would totally bungle a farewell tribute to a beloved main character that was one of the main draws to the show AND a well known actor, in the way that they so totally bungled 8x16. I have never seen such a united view of an episode since Ghost Stories, and even that had it's fair share of supporters. So I've gotta believe that Bobby is still alive and is going to come back to us at the end of 3 days episodes of mourning.

I was super checked out after Lab Rats and even more so after The Last Alarm, but damn did this episode draw me back in! It was a great reminder of what this show can do when it leans into it's strengths (and 8x16 was a reminder of what happens when KR is allowed in the room so if we're lucky maybe they FINALLY learned a fucking lesson for once), and lets it's actors have the scenes together to ACT. I mean, I am going to be living off that Buddie kitchen fight high for AGES, and Ryan's little head shakes trying to get himself together. I know those head shakes! I have done a lot of them since November when my brother passed and I was having a big feelings moment when I did not have the time and space to be having a big feelings moment. It was just SO raw, and real. I'm finding myself excited to see what the finale brings! If Bobby is actually gone, I will have to reassess some of my excitement for season 9, but again, it's just SUCH better tv for him to be alive! And I can't imagine the show not wanting to cash in on that!

I guess we shall see in a few days! Buckle up! If nothing else, that Ryliver press tour is gonna be something delicious to look forward to!

[arcane-vagabond]

Hey, so...

This is going to be a LONG post, so please bare with me.

I've been doing a LOT of thinking the past week about what fics I'm doing and when. I've made some decisions that some people are probably not going to like, and I completely understand that, but at the end of the day, it's my blog and my time. I know there have been some fics that people have been very excited for, but unfortunately, things change.

As of right now, Til the Summer Comes Again is getting shelved until sometime in November. I love the fic, and I want to finish it, but I do think it'll be a lot more fun to do in the winter considering it's a Jack Frost fic. This past winter was really hectic for me considering I started a new job after being unemployed for a couple of months, and with the stress of all that and the pressure for other fics, it definitely fell by the wayside. The fic idea is something so special to me, which is why I'm shelving it instead of scrapping it altogether. We will see Jack Frost!Bob again in November!

I am also scrapping my Hadestown fic (In Spite of the Way). I'm doing this because it's such a specific story, and unfortunately, I just don't see myself being able to add anything new or interesting to the story at hand. It would just be a complete retelling of the story that's already there, and that's not something that I want to do.

I am also tabling my Studio Ghibli fics. I'm not sure if I'll ever come back to them, but they've been pushed to the side for so long that it just doesn't make sense to have them on my masterlist when it's becoming clear that other things are drawing my interests away. I'd love to re-explore them farther down the line, but for now, Our Hill of Stars and The Word of the Crooked are being taken off my masterlist. Whisper in the Wind I believe will be started come early September or so and be a part of the Autumn lineup.

Now that Meet Me at the Sea is done, my focus is going to be on finishing Fool's Fare and updating the Dagger Posse Universe here and there. Fool's Fare is most likely to be done sometime in April if I had to guess, which means...

It's time to talk the Sailor-Aviator Summer Cinematic Release schedule!

As we all know, I've just announced the MMATS stand-alone sequel: Down By the Bay featuring one Bradley Bradshaw. But what else is coming this summer? Let's talk about it!

There have been a few of you waiting for my Indiana Jones!Jake fic aka Fortune & Glory, and I'm so excited to announce that it is on the roster for this summer! Tune in to follow Jake and Bucket as they try to secure the legendary staff of Moses before the Nazis do!

Next up on the roster is the long-awaited Mafia fic! Titled after the age-old idiom, Two Birds follows the reader as they unwittingly catch the eye of not one, but two mafia bosses, both standing as the dual heads of the Dagger Syndicate. Two Birds is a M x F x M featuring Jake "Hangman" Seresin and Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw (No Hangster).

I'm hoping to start these fics anywhere from Mid-May to early June, so stay tuned!!

Meanwhile, I will be dedicating some time to the DPU as well, trying to wrap up some fics within that to hopefully have it finished (or down to the last one) by the summer's end.

If you've stuck around this long, I just want to say thank you. Not only for reading this monster of a post, but for continuing to read my work and for following and supporting me through everything! You guys are the best! Until next time~

[artficlly]

Hey Lovely 💞,

I wanted to send this as soon as I read the newest chapter of Lessons in Lovemaking but neither found the right words (I'm quite obviously not a writer) nor time to do so, but well here we are so bare with me while I try to put my adoration for you into words. (I might repeat myself a bit, but it doesn't hurt to sing your praises twice as you deserve it).

Regarding Lessons in Lovemaking as a whole:

It's a story that really stays with you and haunts your thoughts for the next few days while you're just doing the dishes or having the water run down your back while in the shower. I feel like it rewired my brain in a sense (the way good books do) cause I keep thinking about Reader and Bucky and all that's going on with them and their pasts and how they each deal with their backstories.

And your use of the widows concept and the Red Room is so well done and so believable and haunting at the same time. I, too, wish the Red Room would have been explored more within the films and the consequences it had on these girls. Also, I admire the social commentary you manage to weave into your writings in such an effortless yet meaningful way.

I live for the angst you're including and I understand what you mean with that this website loves smut but this story is a lot more than sex scenes and even its sexual content does feel very intimate in a way that I even forget it's smut sometimes because its also about them and their individual journey and the smut drives the story instead of just being smut (which don't get me wrong there's nothing wrong with that either it's just not what the essence of Lessons in Lovemaking is to me).

In conclusion:

I actually love the whole story so much I often gotta take breaks while reading one chapter to gather my thoughts and emotions (plus I read the chapters in the dark between 3 and 4am for it to just be me, the story and the possibility to fully indulge in the emotions and angst you make me feel so deeply).

Lessons in Lovemaking makes me want to print out the whole story once it's finished and bind it in beautiful cloth binding with gold foiling on the cover to put it on my bookshelf and keep it safe and remembered.

Additionally, I wanna talk about Close Quarters:

It's also so beautifully written (tbf all of your works are) and feels like reading an actual fantasy book due to your world building and way of explaining without ever stating facts too bluntly and obviously but instead including necessary information in snippets of actions and conversations.

Oh and I haven't gotten around to reading your newest piece yet but I'm so looking forward to it (on the to-do-list for tonights 3am insomnia, but the summary already sounds so good).

Also:

I thoroughly enjoy reading all your answers to asks and am actually kinda interested in your rant on current YA novels.

Hope you're feeling better again, and congrats on your follower milestone. You deserve it🥰

- 🩵 anon (again)

hello!! oh my gosh a whole essay in my inbox hehe <3 you're so sweet and kind. you know how people are like foaming at the mouth when their favourite fic is updated?? that is me but when people send fun stuff to my inbox hehe

firstly tysmm for all these kind words!! i do feel like I've been going round in circles in what i reply to these inbox essays so i won't go too into depth.

i'll talk about two things in regards to lessons in lovemaking, because i'm sure everyone is bored to fucking death hearing my authors note comments about this series.

1. thank you! there is some stuff i WISH i could talk about but i feel it might enter spoiler territory.

2. i'm so glad you think that about the smut!! i try to make it?? wholesome?? idk. equal parts horny as well. this is going to sound dumb but i don't enjoy writing smut unless there's a build up. i need reason, tension. i want it to feel like a reward for getting through my thousands of words of fucking yapping. i don't think i can be that girl who writes only writes smut and i'm sorrryyy because i know the tumblr lurkers love it but i wouldn't enjoy it. there are plenty of way more talented smut writers who will write that for you. i'm not that girl i'm sorry </3 i kind of have this fear that once LiL is over no one will read my work. i have these projects coming up that are longer series which are SLOW BURN. i don't know... i just sometimes like this romantic idea of smut having a reason. like each smut section is catered to those characters and their world rather than just *and they fuck*. I've been guilty of trying to do that in the past to keep with the popular trends but it just makes me unhappy and not like my work. the stuff I've been putting out recently where i really spend time thinking about the characters, dynamics, worlds has been so much fun. i was genuinely grinning and crying and laughing writing 'this is (not) fine'. same with 'the art of pretending'. so yeah, i appreciate it. my smut is not always gonna be some hot fantasy </3

also if u print it out and bind it send a pic. u won't LMAO. i jest, i used to uhhh bind books for my art degree. gotta judge ur technique hehe.

anway CLOSE QUARTERS!!

okay so i know like 5 people read that fic but i am going to write more parts. i don't care. i want to do it. i have so many ideas i am foaming at the mouth like a rabid animal. if anyone who follows me is reading this and hasn't read close quarters... uhhh go give it a read and then let me know that now 6 people have read that fic LMAO

i love world building! i love it i love it i love it!!! i'm going to write so many au fics none of you asked for!!!

anyway tysmmmm hehe <3 and thanks for letting my ramble per usual. you're probably SICK of me. also in regards to the YA rant, i wrote it but i got to nervous to post in case people hated me sorry </3

thank u again. i have a 2k event/celebration coming any day now hehe :)

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I saw you tagged killing eve in the 'worst series finale' poll - how *does* it end? I watched the first two seasons and then lost interest. (also I hope you're having a good day!)

first of all thank you i am and i hope you are too!!

but alright here we go ⚠️⚠️ MAJOR SPOILER WARNING MAJOR SPOILER WARNING ⚠️⚠️ for anyone who does want to watch for themselves bc tbh the first few seasons are excellent but i honestly don't know if i can recommend them anymore in good faith after knowing where it all ends up

so okay. you know how the whole crux of the show is this intense psychosexual relationship between eve and villanelle. and how there's an obvious romantic tension between them. well from what i remember (cause it's been a while) they started actually working together in season 3, but then because they realized they make each other worse they had this whole dramatic moment where they walked away from each other on a bridge and weren't supposed to look back but of course they both did turn around at the last second and then the season ends.

flash forward to season 4 and you can tell time has passed and they aren't working together and it's implied there was some big falling out and we have no idea what it is. eve is just annoyed and done with villanelle and villanelle is like trying to prove she's not a bad person and goes to church and stuff and actually that plot was extremely hilarious and she imagined up a drag jesus version of herself for advice and they were acting like exes and it was playing into the whole comedic surrealism aspect of the show really well. but after the first few episodes it just kinda fell apart like i just remember feeling lost all season and not understanding where we were going and this is definitely due to the changing showrunners (they should have just kept pwb for the whole thing!!!!) but they kept adding new characters out of nowhere, some of which were really well done but then we were following plots that were thrown in randomly and it was just a bit of a mess.

but eventually by the LITERAL SERIES FINALE eve and villanelle have both given in to the fact that they enjoy being in each other's company as the worst versions of themselves (which is honestly such a fun direction to go that i really enjoyed especially for a sapphic pairing). and after they've been apart for a vast majority of the season finally they have this good banter going and it's all domestic and then there's a scene where they're walking down an empty road together and this romantic music comes in. and they finally literally actually have The Moment. like they had kissed before in the previous season but not in an explicitly romantic way, they were physically fighting each other on a public bus and eve kissed villanelle to throw her off before headbutting her (SO GRIDDLEHARK OF THEM THAT SCENE IS ACTUALLY SO GOOD) anyways. villanelle kisses eve on the cheek and then eve stares at her and grabs her and they make out for a solid FORTY-FIVE SECONDS. it was so intense and they're kissing as they're stumbling down the road and they run back to the camper van they were travelling in and it's for sure implied that they have sex in there. so everyone was like oh my fucking god they actually did it. like this is where the show was always going, it's a whole I Can Make You Worse thing where both people were like "fuck it i'll be worse then" and gave in to the tension that had been building for years not just within the plot but FOR VIEWERS SINCE 2018.

so i don't exactly remember what happens next but the whole season they've been trying to kill The Twelve which was the assassin group in charge of villanelle, and we find out carolyn was a founding member actually, and i will be honest that plot was always confusing to me but iirc she wasn't with them anymore. so eve and villanelle infiltrate this wedding party boat that's a cover for a meeting of The Twelve (this is like the last 10 minutes of the show now) and they kiss again and there's a scene where it's like they're indirectly talking to each other through the wedding speech that eve somehow ends up giving and that's so romantic too and then villanelle slinks off, finds the meeting, and murders everyone. so yay the protagonists are together finally and villanelle killed her abusers and they are finally in happy gay love. then out of fucking nowhere as they're standing outside on the boat villanelle starts to get shot at. (this is literally the last five minutes of the entire show now) and she falls into the river or maybe jumps in to get away i don't remember and she's still getting shot and eve is swimming to try to catch her. and it's all this dramatic slow-mo beautifully shot stuff that's like horrible in context cause the blood is blooming in the water and eve can't reach villanelle and they do a whole creation of adam hand reach before villanelle slips into the depths.

so literally eve had just thrown away any chance at a normal life to embrace the side of her that loves violence and loves villanelle so they could spend the rest of their life together and that was such a slay. and then she loses villanelle which like, if they wanted a tragic ending it would have been kinder to kill them both, it's so much fucking worse to leave eve spending the rest of her life mourning the one person who understood her and let her give in to her carnal desires. and it is directly after letting the two queer characters finally achieve happiness that one of them is killed off which is the DEFINITION of the bury your gays/dead lesbian syndrome tropes, there have been literal academic papers written on how the phenomenon is like a punishment for queer joy etc etc. this shit has been in the discourse for decades and they fell dead center into the trope which is just so disappointing because at the start ke was such a unique story and one of the first mainstream shows that embraced morally gray queer characters in a way that wasn't homophobic.

oh! and guess who shot villanelle? carolyn!!!! and it was still NEVER CLEAR WHY! she worked for MI6 now so it being in revenge of The Twelve didn't really add up, some people thought she wanted to kill villanelle as like a prize for MI6, it was kind of implied that konstantin told her in this note he spent his last breaths writing (yeah he also died which was the saddest tbh) that villanelle had killed carolyn's son kenny (this was a major plot point of season 3 and carolyn was trying to get revenge, he fell off a building under mysterious circumstances) but that made no sense because it was implied to be konstantin since he was on the roof with kenny and also villanelle was literally in fucking spain or something the episode when it happened.

like i get it. this is a tragic show. people die every episode. but from a writing standpoint it makes absolutely zero fucking sense to kill off one of the two main characters of your show, in the last five minutes of the show, after finally cashing in on your flagship queer romance between them, and leaving the motivation for killing her completely ambiguous.

anyways i'm so sorry that ended up this long jesus christ but tldr: killing eve ends in the worst bury your gays i have ever seen after a season that didn't even have good plot or pacing

[froggiewrites]

Heyyyy, @pandora-writes-one-piece here (Sideblog so this goes anon!)

Alright Froggie I get what you mean with the excitement of asks! I'm the same! So here's one for you, what's your favourite OP boy to write about? (at the moment, at least) 😍

You already know this, but I'll just throw it out there again: your writting is brilliant and I love it! 👏🏻🫶🏻 Keep feeding us! ❤️

Ahhh hi Pandora!!! Thank you so much 💙💙

The easy answer here is Sanji, I absolutely adore him!! He's the reason I started watching OP in the first place, and that love has only grown as I've watched more and more. I love writing for him both because I feel like I understand his character the most, and also because I feel like there's a decent amount of flexibility the way he acts with someone he loves, so it's fun to explore the different attitudes he might have!

I'm trying to figure out who's in second, since Sanji has a very hearty lead on everyone else, and I think it's probably Ace? I love writing things dissecting a character's attitude towards themselves and why they feel that way, and he's great for that. Also? Husband material 😊 But I've loved about every character I've done so far, even if some have been a bit harder for me (I'm still finding Law a bit but I'm getting there!). I'm also really excited to get to Wano and learn more about the Kid Pirates to see if I can write for them, because I am Very intrigued by them (especially Killer-I think hot blond chefs might be my type)

Thank you for the ask!!! 😊😊 And rest assured, I'll keep feeding everyone (I'm hoping to have a Zoro piece ready within the next few days!!)

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Chapter 11 - The Plan Pt 2.5: During the Trip

DC x Sans AUs crossover!

Nightmare Headcanon: He can see the past events people had by having a stare down with them. Fear begins to envelope them as it continues.

Quick Summary: Nightmare looks through the League's memories for any useful information, but can't help from feeling slightly bad for their past. He ends up accidentally telling them a couple things about himself, too.

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After Nightmare finished looking through Superman's memories, he asked if there was any tea on the Watch Tower and if he wanted any. There was and he did want some, by the way.

"So... you're an alien too...?"

"Biologically."

"Yeah... you're more human than most of the ones that I've met where I'm from... people can be so... cruel sometimes."

"sigh... I wish peace was an option."

"Peace is never an option... nor is violence, but sometimes you have no choice."

"Experience?"

"More or less."

They discussed a few things about both Dark Seid and Brainiac. Superman warned him that Dark Seid could be reborn after he killed him and has the power to control minds.

"Don't worry... so does Crossy over there...~ The mind control, not the rebirth."

"Makes sense... He's pretty strong."

"Yeah... he sure is."

Nightmare knew that Cross has potential to lead in case Dream actually ends up killing him one day... he just doesn't want to think about death right now... Only the present.

"Maybe killing him isn't a good idea, now that I think about it..."

"So... does that mean we can go back?"

"No, definitely not... it just means we have to figure out how to get him to work for us."

Superman let out a tired sigh and telepathically said, I tried, and closed his eyes and, after a while, fell asleep.

"How peaceful... now who should be next...?"

Nightmare glanced at the other heroes before saying, "You caused me and my boys a lot of trouble in Gotham, Batman... I think YOU should be next."

"Lucky me," Batman said, sarcastically.

Nightmare had done the same process he did with Superman, the rare tears falling down Batman's face caused the room to go silent.

Afterwards, Nightmare suddenly took Batman to a private room, asking Ra's to keep an eye on the others.

Once they were alone, Nightmare untied him and said, "throw it," confusing Batman.

"Throw what...?"

"Throw your bat-a-rang at me."

"... Alright."

Batman did just that, but as soon as he let go, Nightmare grabbed it and tied him up again within the blink of an eye.

"If you're pretending to be calm, then quit it."

"Huh...? Pretending?"

"Look... if you only became Batman to avenge your parents... then why are you here...?"

"Well, I'm not here by choice-"

"No... why are you a part of the Justice League if all you want is revenge...?"

"... I don't understand."

"Don't play dumb, Bruce... I saw everything... I know how you felt when you got dragged into battles that had nothing to do with you... So I'll ask you, again... Why. Are. You. Here. Dark Knight...?"

". . . I'm not entirely sure myself... it's complicated..."

"Hm... well, you may not know... but I think I might have an idea."

Nightmare sat down with him.

"I think you can thank your parents for that... in a good way, obviously."

"Um... elaborate, please."

"Well... it's not a positive emotional attachment this REVENGE is tied to... it's a negative one... an attachment can be caused by anything... But that doesn't necessarily mean that either is black and white."

"Please just get to the point."

"What I'm trying to say, Bruce, is that, you may not realize this, you may seem all big and scary, which you are, but deep down your an incredibly kind person... Sure, you're a little rough around the edges, but isn't that the case for most of you humans...?"

"Well... you have a point... I didn't know what to do without them... but the way my father stayed calm, even after he was shot... was something I knew I could do if the roles were switched... but my mom, she... she was terrified... you could see it all over her face."

"Hm... maybe it's best to show that emotion every once in awhile instead of being the one everyone's afraid of... wouldn't you agree...?"

"For once, I do."

"Alright... now, what's the fuss about not wanting to use guns...?"

"Parents."

"Figured."

They sat down and talked for a little while before going back to the others, which led to Batman getting bombarded with a million questions.

After they settled down, Nightmare chose Green Lantern next. Once that was over, Nightmare sat down again, wondering how they chose heroism with these types of memories. But at least John here has the least amount of trauma so far.

"So, you used to be apart of the... U. S. Marines...?" Nightmare asked. "I have NO idea what that is."

"There's no military where you came from?" Asked John.

"No...? Just villains, heroes, and the neutrals inbetween... Simple."

"Then how was there order?"

"Um... not to be a downer here, but... I think you're asking the wrong person here... I'm the embodiment of all that is negative... now if my brother was here, he'd be able to answer that kind of question... and maybe the other heroes with him."

"Wait... you and your brother aren't on the same side...?"

Nightmare's eye widened. Why did he say that!? God, he's been acting so stupid ever since they left Earth's atmosphere!

"It doesn't matter, human... Don't push your luck."

"Got it... no more pushing."

Nightmare chose Flash next.

"I gotta say... You guys have an amazing amount of will and dedication towards heroism... I wouldn't be able to let anyone who'd touch my mom live... But alas, this isn't about me..."

Flash began to speak saying, "You have a mo-?" But Nightmare interrupted with, "I SAID THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME!!!"

The heroes remained silent, too afraid to speak.

"I don't have time for this... if none of you cretins have what I need... I'll kill each and every one of you... I'm not here as your therapist nor your friend... so stop wasting my time, and give me what I want... do I make myself CLEAR?" Nightmare threatened.

They each nodded.

"Good... before moving on, there's a few questions I'd like to ask you Green Lantern."

"Ok...?"

Nightmare asked him about the location of his power source, which resulted with a few wounds on John (including Horror's bite mark) before he told him, and how his device worked.

"Willpower... it's powered by... willpower..." John finally spilled his guts.

"There, see...? Was it REALLY that hard...?"

Nightmare ordered Cross to patch him up.

"I'm guessing fear keeps you from getting that fancy ring of yours to work correctly, am I right?"

"Y-Yes."

"Hm... interesting.~"

Nightmare chose Wonder Woman next.

"So you ARE a goddess!"

"Demi-Goddess," she corrected.

"Same difference... Anyways, I've met a few gods before... yours seem pretty interesting to chat with... especially Hades..."

"So you CAN see everything."

"Yes, I can... Monsters are pretty powerful, aren't they?~" Nightmare giggled.

"Monster sure is a word for you."

"Watch your tone, Princess... starting a fight here isn't wise."

Nightmare took a break and began analyzing all the information he found so far.

I have enough information on how to deal with the other heroes... but I still need to figure out how to deal with Dark Seid... These two HAVE to have AT LEAST SOMETHING for me, Nightmare thought.

After his break, he looked through Martian Manhunter's head.

"Oh... so you HAD loved ones too...?"

"Don't try and act like you didn't injure John or threaten Diana earlier."

"Well, SORRY for trying to make up for it... I can be cruel if you really want me to.~"

"If you really wanted to be nice, then we wouldn't be here, would we...?"

"Well, fine... Be that way... Oh well, guess it's time to move on." Just means I have blackmail in case things get dire. Nightmare smiled.

While Nightmare was looking through Cyborg's memories, he noticed that it seemed different from the robot man's comrades.

"Well this is odd..."

"Everything alright, Master?" Asked Ra's.

"Yeah... this one's brain isn't completely human."

"Oh, you've saved the best one for last... I hear that the one who made him like this was Dark Seid himself."

"Wait, wait, wait... back up... you mean to tell me... that one of the aliens we are after... is the one responsible for turning this human into this... thing...?"

"I'm not a thing," said Cyborg.

"Are you sure?"

"Don't," Superman threatened.

"What are you going to do about it, Big Blue...? Yell at me...? Besides, I don't think it's wise to be threatening me in your current situation..."

"Maybe not, but you would've killed us by now if we weren't still useful to you," Batman said.

"Wow, you are so smart! Want an award?"

"What else would you need us for anyways...?" Asked Flash.

"Well, originally I was planning on throwing you all outside to freeze to death... but now I need you for something else... when I went through some of your memories... I came across someone named... Lobo, I think."

Everyone cringed hearing that name.

"Those faces tell me he's quite annoying."

"That's one way of putting it- Wait..." Superman knew where this was going.

"Yep... he'll be joining us!😁"

"Oh hell no!"

The other Sanses laughed, enjoying their torment.

"Get ready, Heroes! It's time!"

Nightmare found out that Lobo was a bounty hunter, and that Dark Seid put a bounty on the JLA (because he's too damn busy to be chasing them all the time). He knew Lobo would be hot on their trail once he'd get word of the Watch Tower moving through space.

Lobo would give them a better advantage too, since he can regenerate even from a pool of his own blood.

"I can't wait... this'll be so much fun!😈"

Get ready, aliens... you won't know what hit you!

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Sorry if they seem OOC... didn't want to make them act so soft around him, so this is what we got.

I'm going to do some research on Lobo because I don't know everything about him... I just know that Nightmare has to threaten him in order to recruit him, so I just gotta make sure he'd be able to beat him in a fight... I'm sure he can, though.

Stay Tuned!~

[academic-comeback]

Week 2: (This is a rant, but the information is still useful)

Happy New Year! Welcome to 2025. As noted in my hiatus, I have not stuck to working on this blog. The August-December (fall semester) season has been quite the ride, and I've learned so many new things about myself, the way I operate and I believe it will help in the spring semester when I start school again. These past few months have incurred a multitude of changes within my life. I still don't have much of a social life, however I've been a lot happier since being out of school. I like the freedom in my life and not having such a rigid schedule. Working a lot has kept me busy, and through my job I've learned to love the little things, and I've adapted the "Lucky Vicky" mindset, coined by the Kpop idol Gang WonYoung (whose English name is Vicky). She stated that "... even for things that might seem small and insignificant, If you can appreciate each one and see the beauty in them, I believe you can have a 'Lucky Vicky' day." Simple things like extra food at work, having a green light when I go through a turn or intersection, or even seeing the last of what I'm looking for at the store have made me be more appreciative of life and the things that I have. And when things are unavailable to me, it's a sign it wasn't meant for me. I don't need it yet, or I didn't need to spend the money anyways. More recently, I've also been focusing on having a decent amount of sleep every night. I look at what time I need to be at work the next day, and try to have at least 7 hours of sleep the night before. I've also started waking up at least two hours before I have to be at work in order to give myself time to relax before I even get there. Most of the time may or may not be spent snoozing, but it's still more time that I'm aware of the world, and it's a step forwards from waking up an hour before and scrambling to get my things together, hair styled and all of the things. I've learned that rigid routines don't always work for me. Classes and work are definitely priorities, but they're the only rigidness in my day. I've set lists for everything that needs to get done, but I'm not waking up at precisely this time every day and going to the gym at exactly this time on these specific days. I hate that, and it gets insanely boring to me. The lists help me organize my days and what needs to get done, while also allowing for me to understand when I could get certain things done. The fluidity helps a lot in actually getting a task done. Laundry day on my day off? Start it before I go to take a shower, then put it in the dryer when I go to bed ( or whenever it's finished ). I'll finish folding it in the morning, which helps it feel like a separate task and not one big long boring task.

I also have planners everywhere. I have a physical one, a Notion Calendar, and a Google calendar set up. I love to write things down, but the internet's tools allow for more moving around and flexibility. So I use both. Plus, it's so nice to just pull out my phone and know exactly when class and school take place so I can plan other things accordingly. Overall, I think that having a semester off to just be a free young adult with very little bills to worry about (thank you to my family for letting me live with them) has allowed me to grow the most. I have a better understanding now of how I operate and what to expect for myself in the coming semester. And in stark contrast to just a few months ago, I feel like I am at the highest and happiest point in my life at the moment, and am even more excited to be a student than I ever would have been should I have gone back to university immediately. And while I'm starting a completely different certificate program at a community college, by the end of this summer I feel I will be more equipped to be a student in my bachelors program at my university when I finally return there.

[phas3d]

hi i really love your works and i saw that ur req is open so if it's okay w u can i ask slytherin boys reaction if reader just give them something "just because" (maybe flowers, accessory, plushy, etc. and reader said they just reminded them of the boys), which they think is very unusual since supposed to be it's them who should give presents to you since u r the most wonderful person they have.

Just Because || Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

contains :: draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire

summary :: you gift them something randomly and they're all traumatized so they don't know how to react - 🐍 :: masterlist!

DRACO MALFOY

He's pretty used to getting random gifts from his parents as a reward or an apology

So when you give him two brand new ties from his favorite brand, he's confused

He can't recall any fights with you within the past few days

And he also hasn't done anything "reward-able" within a while

So he instantly assumes you must have done something bad

He gets anxious and asks you what the gift was for

When you say it's "just because" he doesn't believe you

Asks you more questions and your replies don't help him understand

Once you fully explain that you got him those just because you love him, no other reason, he's shocked

"Oh wow, well thank you then. I'll get you something soon too."

You reassure him that he doesn't need to but he insists

Comes to you the next day with a stack of boxes filled with purses, heels, dresses, and more

TOM RIDDLE

"Why?" He asks instantly as you hand him the box of chocolates

He's fully convinced you're either trying to

A.) Spike him with a lotion potion (which he doesn't think is needed)

Or

B.) Spat in it and wiped your boogers on it because he did something bad

The first one is due to his past of girls trying to get him to like them because even though he was evil and emo, he was still hot

The second one is due to Mattheo traumatizing him as a kid by doing every gross action possible in order to call dibs on food

You explain that you did it because you love him and that's it

But he doesn't trust you fully yet

He cuts open all of the chocolates one by one, putting them under a microscope

He does this for about an hour before he finally realizes that you were right, it's just plain chocolate for him

"Thank you." He says as he eats one, making you smile that he finally tried it

The next day, he does the same for you except WAY more expensive

Brand new purses, heels, dresses, and makeup all for you

If you reject it, he'll just force you to take it by slowly sneaking it into your wardrobe

MATTHEO RIDDLE

Knows about this purely from romantic movies and TikTok

He was fully convinced it was just a girl thing and that guys never got it back

So when you get him a pair of brand new shoes, he's confused

"It's not my birthday yet?" He's trying to think of why this gift is for him

Thinks it's a prank at first

Tom used to give Mattheo "gifts" when they were younger and eventually those "gifts" would light on fire, get glued onto his skin, or morphed into something hideous

He's super cautious at first to even touch the shoes because he thinks it might bite him

Tom really traumatized him (canon older sibling event)

But when you coax him enough to trust you, he tries the shoes on and loves it

Wears it 24/7 and brags to everyone that you got him them

He then realizes he should gift you something too as a surprise

So he gets you a cute plushie and some cute hair accessories

Always feels so proud when you wear his hair accessories

This sparks an addiction in him, kinda like a gambling addiction LMAO

Starts to buy a bunch of clothes, shoes, accessories, and more just so you can always be wearing something he got

It's like claiming you as his and showing off to other guys that if they wanna steal you from him, they gotta spoil you rotten

THEODORE NOTT

Before his mom passed, he was raised to always treat a woman like a queen

His father, despite being a raging death eater and murderer, also believed the "happy wife, happy life" phrase

So his father would make sure to force Theo to gift his mother flowers, "pay" for his mother's meals with his father's card, and more

With you, he's no different except now he does it with his own money

Buys you flowers, chocolates, pays for all the dates you go on, etc

So when you surprise him with a fully planned date that you paid for in advance, he's super shocked

"But why? That's my job :(" He's genuinely upset that you did this

Thinks that you weren't happy with the dates and gifts he gotten you

But you explain that you loved those all but you wanted to treat HIM for once

And he's so flattered, he gets all giddy - Like "Awww shuckss" kinda giddy LOL

Enjoys the whole night with you and treats you out to an even more fun date next week

It becomes a little schedule for you guys, that you take turns planning your weekly dates

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

Was never treated to much as a child since his parents left him in the care of the Malfoys

Of course they cared for him and were super kind, but they would obviously gift their own child the better toys and foods instead of him

He grew up knowing that this was normal, so when you gifted him something super lavish for once, he was paranoid

He instantly assumes that you got an even better gift for someone else

But you shut down his worries and say it's just for him

But now knowing that it was just for him, he feels guilty for some reason - as if he's not supposed to have this

Tries to gift it back to you and deny it but you insist

Will keep fighting with you until you smack him on the head and yell at him to just accept it

He'll accept it, but he always feels some guilt attached to it since he doesn't feel worthy of you buying him anything expensive

But you reassure him that you wanted to get him a gift because of how amazing of a boyfriend he is to you

So he'll accept it, finally, but he definitely buys you something next time you two go out

masterlist || recommended :: annoying habits

[ferinehuntress]

　⊰ ⸻ ⊱　The bridge occurrence still fractured within her mind. She remembered trying to play Marcus at first, they had the stone! and then Marcus turned the gun first on Ekko and then herself. At that moment, Caitlyn lost her sense of words, fear coursed through her chest as death was just inches away from her chest. Vi couldn't do a thing, not with the threat and yet she heard her yelling at him. And then... the explosion. At that point, things became less consistent. She couldn't hear a thing, she was dazed and confused. The only thing she had to lean on and trust, was Vi. Some brief interaction happened with Jinx, but again her mind was more fractured by what had happened. If Jinx had said anything, she couldn't hear her, she could barely retain much memory.

A few days had left her a little better. Sore and aching, but alive. The medicine her father used in her ears had stopped the bleeding and already started to heal the damaged eardrums. She stayed close to people, though, as it made it easier to hear when she was right next to them. For now, they had time to heal and process. Jinx might have taken the gemstone back, but she still had enough proof to prove to the Council that Silco was behind everything.

"Pa left some bandages for you, so I'm sure it's a little more than nothing," Caitlyn smiled, as she was careful with her body. They both suffered such pain and still, Caitlyn wanted to ensure that Vi had what she needed to heal as well. "If it starts to hurt, tell me. I can help," Silence. Vi had so much on her shoulders, so much lost and needing to understand. The idea that memories missing, to know you should know something but not remember... it must be maddening. A blush touched her cheeks with a chuckle as Caitlyn shook her head. "Does flirting just come naturally to you?" She teased and closed her eyes at the soft strokes of Vi's fingers against her cheek.

Caitlyn reached over and took Vi's hand and looked up at her. "I'm sorry what's been done to you. No one, no one deserves that. Not you or any Zaunite. You are not trash, and never will be; no matter what any Piltovan says," a little laugh left her lips. "It might have been a deal of convenience for the both of us at first but... I'm glad I did too. You deserve better, so much better. I'll do what I can to give you that," It's the least she could do. Caitlyn playfully rolled her eyes at Vi saying she was tucked with her, but before she could say a thing, the redhead's soft lips pressed a chaste kiss to her lips.

Everything just stopped. Eyes turned as round as moons as she stared at Vi, hearing her thank you (wait, did she just say thank you?), and found herself frozen in place like a statue. She... kissed her. Caitlyn's heart fluttered against her chest, and then without thinking she dived in. Her hands cupped Vi's jawline and pressed her lips up against the brawlers, melting into the show of emotion as she showed how much she cared for Vi through the action. Slowly, she pulled back and stared at Vi's icy blue eyes. "You kissed me..." Caitlyn whispered though the irony was Caitlyn just kissed her a second time. "Does that mean... that you... us?"

Ever since stepping foot in Zaun, all Vi was reminders of memories she didn't remember. It was frustrating how everyone knew her, called out her name, and she had no clue. Even, Ekko, who hinted at the fact that there was something with them but hadn't said any explicit details other than them practically being family. It was hard and it almost became overwhelming for her, especially when all the answers she would get from her own mind were snippets with no context.

On the bridge, however, she had found out the reason why she'd forgotten everything. Marcus. That piece of shit who tried to kill them, something that no doubt was hired by a Silco, someone who owed her answers too, to do so. Marcus had been the one responsible for chloroforming her and dragging her away to stillwater.

'You son of a bitch, you did this to me. You drugged me and that's why I lost all my memory.' Vi had yelled at him before everything went to shit on the bridge. After the bastard had died she had lost control and kicked his corpse endlessly. She saw red and rage had taken over. Until she heard Caitlyn and immediately rushed to her aid. From then on getting her to safety became the most important thing to Vi.

Now they were safe in Piltover, safe in the Kirammen house. Here Vi didn't have to worry about what she did or didn't remember. Not when she had Caitlyn with her, being so close and comforting her like she did her. "I'm fine, a burn here and there is nothing. If anything I should be making sure you're okay." Of course it wasn't just a small burn, considering it covered the back of the left arm and even a portion of her side and back. Though, it occurred to Vi that it wasn't just her physical issues Caitlyn was referring to. "But I'm a lot better now that you're here, the quiet... gives me too much to think about. And you certainly do, told you were hot, cupcake."

Vi continued to brush Caitlyn's cheek as she explained how it all went. While she didn't remember anything, she had lost count how much hate she had recieved in Stillwater for being a Zaunite. That's how she had learned where she was from, as apparently a few of its residents knew who she was too. The guards certainly treated her like shit. An experience she would never tell Caitlyn about, ever. It seemed her mother shared the feelings about Zaunites, only she didn't act on it.

"That seems to be a common opinion on this side of the bridge, that Zaunites are street trash. Shit even the bastards in Stillwater share that view. But you seem different and I appreciate that." Vi smiled fondly as she closed the distance between them. "You know what? I love that you broke all those rules springing me out. You gave me a chance to live life for the first time. I got to see the sun because of you." Vi placed her other hand on Caitlyn's squeezing it in return. "I wouldn't dream of leaving you, especially after everything you did for me did back there. Sorry but you're stuck with me, Cupcake."

Slowly but surely Vi inched her face closer and gave Caitlyn a soft, gentle kiss. "Thank you." It was clear by the look in her eyes that she wanted more, but she would wait to see Caitlyn's reaction first. She only hoped she wouldn't scare the other way with the intimacy.

[wafflesetc]

*Long negative rant ahead - sorry if you decide to read this, let alone post it*

There's just way more questions than answers now. Let's hypothetically say they decide to write the divorce route (cries). Jay's in a different country. There's no possible way he doesn't have a say in that, yet we'd only ever see/hear it from Hailey's side. The Jay that we know would never agree to that without a fight. Then there's all his stuff and their apartment. Would they just haul it all into storage until he comes home? - but then if he came home, why couldn't they work on things together - Hailey would have to find yet another place to live, and season 11 would (I fear) become Upstead divorce era and Hailey trying to find herself again without him just to give her a significant storyline to fill a season. And for what, yet more trauma. More abandonment for her. More storylines that are just hit after hit, just for the hell of it, all because if lazy writing. They could've done this all SO differently and very easily, they could've done SO much more with what they had/have, and it certainly wouldn't have pissed off the fandom like it has.

Unless they can magically turn this around in the final episode and Jesse's 'trust the process' did actually mean something, I can't see how they can make this work without digging themselves into a deeper, more ridiculous and a more discouraging hole - for us and for them.

I really do feel for Tracy and Jesse. Watching these writers and showrunners burn this ship to the ground for no justified reason must be gutting! All these years of hard work, one of the best slow burn relationships I think I've ever seen on TV.... to just do this.

Sorry for (negatively) venting in your ask box! 😬 - And on the off chance you do read though this scroll, thank you in advance for taking the time 💙

This is a few days late in being answered because I have been traveling for work an insane amount. Please don't apologize about the length, I don't mind the longly worded asks. They are fun to read and engage with people, regardless of opinions and thoughts!

Also, your thoughts and feeling surrounding all of this are completely valid. I also agree with you, almost on every level of this.

I was talking to a friend and it feels like every time they add another layer to this whole plot line, it only leads to more questions and not answers. I don't know if that is intentional or if they are just sort of half-assing things and hoping they make sense to the fans.

Eventually, even if things are "over" for now, it's going to lead to more painful things for Hailey rather than any kind of "closure." With the trend PD has been going, it also wouldn't shock me if they do all of that within the whitespace of season 10 and season 11 and the next time we see her next year, she's in a new place and it's just Hailey.

As for rectifying it - it's TV so literally anything is possible. With the route they have chosen, I have a small inclination Tracy might be staying at least one more year. If that's the case and season 11 is her last one, (or whenever she decides to leave), I could very much see them bringing Jay back for a couple episodes and fixing them and having them off screen together. It's possible and been done on other shows before. It's not a secret that Hailey (since she's the one on screen) has been the writer's priority - not Jay/Upstead.

If we are hurting, my assumption is that Tracy and Jesse are also hurting, probably in more ways than even we realize and can understand. I truly think that Tracy meant it when she said #UpsteadForever and maybe I am delusional, but I'll hold on to that until I see Hailey Upton's final scene, whenever that might be.

[immaculatetfs]

The Orc King

A bit of a longer one :P sorry for inactivity!

(Also couldn't find any clothing appropriate images so just imagine that Pate has clothes on <3)

The crisp evening air gave way to a thick smokey haze as Hal entered the 'Pigs. It was the tavern he frequented most often throughout his short career as an adventurer, and he always coming back following a hard day of questing. There were always people around, he recalled, adventurers, magicians and thieves and the like, but around now was when it was busiest. The air was filled with loud drunken chatter and the dull thunks of a tankard hitting wood. When he saw through the crowded room that there was a stool still empty stool right up at the bar he thanked the gods.

“The usual?” asked the barkeep, a squat, pug-nosed woman, when he sat down

“You know it Helga” He gave her a worn smile

As she filled a mug with thick yeasty ale, his attention shifted to the man beside him. Built like a plowhorse, he wore a boiled leather vest a sweat-stained tunic, emphasizing tightly, emphasizing the hefty muscle and sizeable gut that bulged out from his arms and torso. Two wide shoulders framed him, with wide and strong arms that connected to rough hands, calloused and brown from years of hard work. He smelt of leather and sweat, and when he looked over and caught Hal staring, a cheeky smile came across his bearded face.

“You come here often?” was the only thing Hal could think of saying before he felt a red flush come across his cheeks

The stranger gave a chuckle “Nah, I'm new in this area. The names Pate”

Pate shook the Hals hand, crushing fingers under his grip

“you a regular?”

“I’m Hal, and yeah, I do come here often. This is where I come after my quests”

They were interrupted by a sharp clearing of Helga's throat. “two silvers”

Pate dropped a fat golden coin on the counter.

“Will this do for tonight for me and my bud?”

He had never seen Helga move so quickly as he did then.

“Yes Yes, of course” she said, snatching it and giving a cautionary bite, before another customer called he over

Hal must have looked as shocked as he felt because Pate chucked again when his eyes reached him.

“How do you have that kind of money? That coin is worth what I earn in an entire year!”

“Believe it or not, I’m secretly royalty,” he winked.

Hal's jaw dropped

“I'm just jesting," an affectionate hand patted Hal on the back "came across a Wizard that was traveling on his way over here, said he was transporting an ancient artifact. He hired me, called me his “extra muscle" He took a sip of ale "we were ambushed, turns out I wasn't much help. I don't even remember how I was knocked out, but I do remember waking up in the middle of the road with the mother of all headaches and a chest full of treasure, with and this on top.” He held out a small hollow green tube, rubberlike and the width and length of an ear of corn, an inscription along the side reading in an alien script

“Dunno why they left that chest, and everyone was gone, so I took the valuables as payment and decided to complete the mission I had been hired for. Do you know any places here that have anything to do with orcs? the old wizard was talking about them when we were on the road”

“Whoah, that's crazy, You've probably got more money now than i'll ever see in my life as an adventurer” He studied the table “I might've heard some stuff about them as a kid, they say that they live in these local woods. You know, it's kind of dangerous if you would go out searching here… you know..” he looked into Pate’s dark brown eyes and his cheeks were red again, but not off drink

”...without a guide” he quickly distracted himself with his ale, trying to mask his embarrassment with the thick yeasty drink.

“Say, why don't we go on an adventure together then? Might be that I can't go back home now, since the Magician's colleagues would hang me for a thief if they knew I took the gold. You seem as good a partner in crime as any”. A thick hand lightly caressed Hal’s thigh. The younger man's gaze returned to Pate’s eyes, cheeks like raspberries as he tried to ignore the stirring in his nethers.

"What do you say? Partners?”

“Yes!” Hal said, a little too quickly.

“Good.” he spat on his hand and held it out for a shake, a gesture which Hal reciprocated.

A short few hours of talking made Has feel as if he had known Pate for years, and before they knew it the 'pigs were closing for the night.

They found a soft bed of moss out in the woods that surrounded the tavern to set up camp. A cool night breeze blew pleasantly on the pair as they lay down from their first night as partners.

Pate wrapped his bulky arms around Hals's reclining body, moving in for a spooning. Hal could feel hot breath on his neck, and the warmth of Pate’s larger body radiating into him, but most of all he felt a hardness pressing upon his lower back. He felt his own member begin to twitch as rough hands rubbed across his body, absently stroking and folding the mounds and crevices of his lithe body. His own hand moved up to meet one of Pate’s as it folded his pecs.

“You like this?” he heard Pate murmur

Hal turned around to gaze into his green eyes, illuminated by the starlight

“Do you?”

They plunged their lips together, the taste sweet on each other's mouths. Hal tore Pate’s tunic over his head and tossed it, revealing a sturdy chest, pelted with the same dark wiry hairs that scratched Hal's face. His nipples were two dark diamonds in the starlight, his body smelling of sweat and leather and dirt. Hal’s lips moved down, taking his right nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. Pate gave a soft moan and pressed his right hand into Hal’s fluffy brown curls.

Suddenly, A voice came into Hal's head. Deep and rumbling it told him, commanded him. His hand reached into the satchel that lay beside them, fingers securing around the thick green pipe that Pate had shown him earlier that night, only now it was softer and slightly moist.

Like he had done it a hundred times, Hal tore down Pate’s britches, revealing a long mast that stood proudly in the night. Before he could say anything, Pate was overwhelmed by a sense of otherworldly pleasure as his cock pushed into the soft green material, pulsing madly in the warm cocoon.

Hal’s member was next, sliding in to meet his partner’s cock within the strange object, their pre intermingling as they did. They embraced again for another long kiss. Where the skin of the two men met, It seemed stuck together, seeming as though Hal was sinking into Pate's embrace. From these points, a dark green shade overtook their previous skin tones. Hal's torso sank blissfully into the warmth of Pate’s huge chest, his own body losing form as their insides homogenized. Where their two cocks had once come together, a fat green monster, long and thick as a beer bottle now stood, leaking warm wetness across its engorged mushroom head. Their arms and legs merged, becoming engorged with muscle and fat with the same evergreen hue as their member. From where Hal’s ass and back had been, pushed out an imposing muscle gut, covered with long wiry red hairs that grew into a Forrest as down to his crotch. framing this impressive green orb were two meaty pecs that pushed out of his chest like fat hairy cones. A massive green hand reached down to stroke the tower of flesh between his thighs, sending tidal waves of pleasure that broke the two men’s brains. Their faces merged together, individuality melting away like butter in a pan, features rearranged to create something new and exciting. His nose became bulbous, pushing out from a wild tangle of long red hairs that grew across the new creature's face, forming a wild untamed beard. His eyes darkened to black, lower canine teeth pushing out to form two intimidating tusks. The hair remaining from the heads of Pate and Hal fell away, leaving a shiny scalp dripped with rivulets of perspiration. Memories appeared to the creature that had been Hal and Pate, slow simple messages that even an orc-like him could understand

“I Ugrull”

“Orc king”

“Must make kingdom”

He climaxed, a torrent of potent hot green cum blasting in a torrent across his mountainous torso, leaking down across his back. Deep down, Ugrull knew that all a man had to do was smell his seed to become overcome with lust, to submit to him. They would want nothing else but to take his hot thick Warhammer of a cock down their puny human throats, for their king to make them his orc slaves. “Humans submit, become sons”, he thought as his fingers glided across his slick belly, grinning wildly. He would be the greatest incarnation of the orc king this world had ever seen before.

[monochromepalette]

Thank you, I hope so too! Do you have any cousins you need to babysit? Or anybody in yoir family in particular?

Totally understandable, don't worry! :D I know what you mean, though. To be all honest, there's quite a few games I need to finish... I'm nearly done with most of them. Gosh, I gave up on Genshin. That game has messed up my perception of fantasy, and I can't enjoy it as much anymore 😆 I'm glad you're still enjoying it, though <3

I 100% agree that setting commitment to a game is difficult. Especially a mobile one, where you need to constantly get new updates and story *which is another reason I can't finish my games. I'm distracted by gacha games.

Oh! I hope your dad still has the game! It'd be really fun with you. And correct, very little commitment ^^ Wait, you dooo?! Nintendo Switch or the mobile one of Animal Crossing??? True, Puyo Puyo sounds fun as well! I've only played it a couple times, so you'd beat me XD

Oh yeah, I had Roblox downloaded once from a time when I played with one of my other friends! Though I uninstalled it for space. I don't mind getting it again for you :) Oh really? Ahaha, I'll keep that in mind that you scare easily! I can relate. Being the one controlling the actions of someone in a horror game can be very eerie. Literally front row seats to death-ville. But I'm up for it, too! Do you have a pc? Just asking so maybe we can run up some games on Steam ^^

Yay! What kind of paint??? I'd love to see a part of it or whatever you're comfortable with whenever you're done. Though, not forcing you. Just whatever you're okay with or not okay with!

Honestly, I do enjoy those dynamics sometimes! It's adorable! I'll give Oh! Holy! a try the next time I want to read romance~ Keeping it in my list! I'll do my best to connect dots within the plot if you got lost! ( > n < ) I suppose maybe some translation errors or something? That's all I can really think of. Ohh, I don't mind suggestive! I think a lot of mangas are like that anyways XD

Haha, alright! It's just really cool how there are different types and I had never known / heard about it. I mean, I think I have *heard* those terms but it wasn't something I had to go and look up immediately until now.

These games really be doing us dirty by not giving us a gay option 😭 Though like you said, not surprised. Not really in the norm in the east, so... I GUESS it makes sense... Though obv not agreeable 😭😭😭 I don't think I ever got that far in the game. I think I stopped at like... the 5th day or something. If I can't remember, it def did not make a good impression on me.

"Not that I'm jealous..." LOL 😆 Honestly, I hope in the future they add her as a romance option :((( It would be super nice if they did. Isn't Zen the newest character? I remember seeing him being added as of recently when I saw the icon for the game on the playstore.

Ouh, Yoosung! Isn't he the cutesy-type? He would seem like your type in all honesty 😆 I've never been attracted to the super-cutesy male characters. I mean, they're what they are: cute. But I never held any romantic feelings onto them.

I had to look up Jaehee again. I don't think I got that far if I don't remember her? Hrm, I barely remember anybody, sorry! 😭 How long do you think it'll take for you to finish everybody's routes and complete everything?? You said you were feeling worn out, so hopefully it doesn't stay that way for too long!

I think I didn't like the daily login aspect of it. When I want to play a game, I want to be able to sit through it for a long while and not need to wait to play the next day for some extra dialouge. I hated doing that with the Otome games as well. Took way too long.. And again, I just think the characters weren't all that interesting to me. I had a friend who loooved the game but it was so long ago that I barely remember our coversation about it. The only one I liked was 707. Um, though, from what my friend told me, it would be a while until I would be able to play his route. He just kinda looked like my partner when we were back in high school... Soooo, I was ready to fall in love with another him

Hello, Mono ✨

How have you been? Anything interesting happen at the donut shop? Play any cool games? Developed your ocs?

Hi Moo-Moo~!!! It's been a while, hasn't it? ❤️

Nothing cool at my work place, sadly. Just same old, same old. No developed OCs either. I've just been babysitting so I haven't had time to think to myself for a while v_v

Though, I have played some new games :D (Some of them not really *new* new games but have been in my roster for a while but haven't touched till as of recently):

- Honkai Star Rail (I'm sure you've heard of that one!)

- Phasmophobia (Hunting ghosties~~)

- Outlast Trials (Horror/Sci-fi(?) I've been waiting for one of my friends on the other side of the world to get back home so I can play it again x_x)

- Left 4 Dead 2 (FPS shooter game. I usually don't play them but it's been for so far!)

-Cult of the Lamb (Uhh... Animal Crossing meets Binding of Issac?)

- Project Zomboid (Survival game w/ zombies)

Most of these games I've been playing with my family. I'd love to play a game with you in the future if possible. It would be a lot of fun ❤️

How about you? Anything fun planned during the summer, or excited for the following school year? How about your OCs? ^^

[evierena]

The Brothers eavesdropping to MC accidentally confessing their undying love for them. Part 1.

INTRO

MC was having their monthly catch-up call with their best friend in the Human Realm. At first, their friend could not believe the situation MC was living, but after a few calls they had finally come to accept the whole "I was summoned to Hell, but it's called Devildom, and now I have to live with 7 hot demon brothers and they are actually kinda nice" situation (yeah, Levi would be proud of my naming skills). Anyhow, during this specific call MC was filling in their friend with the latest update on their newfound feelings for one of the brothers, not knowing that said brother was actually outside their room, eavesdropping! And then, their friend asks "What is it about him that you love so much?"

What did MC respond? How did that brother react and what did he do with that information? Well, let's see...

Lucifer

- He was doing his nightly rounds, making sure everyone was in their room, and when he passed by your door he caught your laughter and he stopped for a second, just to absorb the sound and allow himself to relax a little. Then, out of the blue, he heard you saying: "I think I'm in love with him".

- Well, that was unexpected. He would never admit to anyone the way his heart skipped a beat for a moment there, and absolutely will never let you know that those simple words could stir such feelings within him.

- And then, with his demon senses, he heard another voice coming from your room. "Why? What is it about Lucifer that you love so much?"

- Now, for him, the world completely stopped moving, he put all of his demon hearing to work and capture every little sound around him, even his heart stopped and his blood froze in his veins to allow more silence around him.

- "He takes so much pride in his family, you know? In his position as the protector of his brothers and as the right hand of Diavolo, at first I thought that was it" you said, unaware of the petrified demon outside your door. "But now, I've come to love not just that. I love all the sides Lucifer has shown me, vulnerable, sick, angry, sad, stressed even murderous. He makes me feel motivated to be better, to strive for more, and I feel so proud knowing he trusts me that much. I just love him"

- After that, Lucifer's heart started beating like crazy in his chest, his blood running rampant through his body, and almost all reason escaped his mind. Almost.

- He managed to compose himself but he couldn't help the smug grin remaining in his face.

- Lucifer went back to his room after hearing your accidental confession, although he couldn't sleep thinking about his next move.

- For the following days he started to ampp up his game. He was always smiling at you, asking you to be by his side a little longer each time, lingering gloveless touches everywhere, he wanted to feel you and for you to feel him.

- You thought you were going crazy for sure, you didn't want to put your hopes up, but you couldn't help the throbbing sensation he provoked everytime he came a little closer a little longer, the flirty remarks, the intense stare and the knowing smile everytime you met his ruby gaze.

- So, finally, you went to his room in the night, determined to confess. And before all the courage you managed to gather escaped, you didn't even wait for him to completely open his door before spilling your heart out.

- "Lucifer, I'm in love with you!" you said closing your eyes, afraid of his reaction.

- But he lifted your chin to face him properly and you were welcomed with a smug smile and "I know" from his lips before he stole your breath in a deep heated kiss.

- In conclusion; after knowing you loved him, Lucifer intoxicated your mind with him until you confessed directly, so he could rely his own feelings to you.

Mammon

- It's a bad habit of his to just barge into your room without announcing himself, however, after so many times of you begging for him to just say something before entering, he finally remembered.

- So, he stopped himself on his tracks before doing exactly that, and that was all it took for him to hear your conversation with your best friend.

- "You are a moronsexual, I'm telling you"

- The heck is that?

- Mammon was completely confused, who was a moronsexual? What is a moronsexual? Is that something he could sell? Now, he is interested and waiting for your answer.

- "Shut it, don't call him a moron, 'kay? Besides, I don't see any problem with being in love with Mammon"

- Whoa, whaaaat? Who is in love with Mammon?... Wait, no, Who wouldn't be in love with THE Great Mammon, right?

- Mammon pressed his ear against your door, thinking he could hear better that way, but really it just suffocated the noise, and then he remembered he could just tuned his hearing. He was also beet red by that moment, internally thanking that none of his brothers could see him like that, he would never hear the end of it.

- "But, really MC, what do you love about Mammon?"

- Mammon catched his breath abruptly, remaining as still as possible.

- "Well, I love him because he's Mammon, and that means that I'll never be bored with him, and that he'll always be there for me when I need him, that I can trust him with my soul and he would never let me down. I love him because he is so generous even when he pretends he isn't, he is so sweet and cute but also really cool, and he is a total tsundere but he has opened himself to me, and everything about him is so complex and simple at the same time, I just... I love Mammon"

- You, my sweet MC, have officially broke Mammon.

- All of his blood was in his face, his heart was going rampant, his mind absorbed your words but couldn't understand what they meant, he was both ecstatic and terrified.

- And since he stopped functioning, he didn't realize you were walking towards the door until you opened up to stumble upon a teary eyed, flushed and very embarrassed Avatar of Greed.

- You knew he listened, there was no other motive to his state.

- Mammon stared at you intensely, deeply and loving and your face blushed as furiously as his. You finished the call with your best friend in stuttered, barely comprehensible words, and started fidgeting under Mammon's gaze.

- "Mammie?"

- You see, his brain wasn't aware that he was staring at you like that, he was just marvelling at how beautiful and precious you were. He was remembering all of your conversations; the way you always stood up for him, how you were always smiling at him, and that you never degraded him at all. And when you said his name he snapped back to reality.

- Then, in a both usual and unusual Mammon way, he launched himself at your arms in a very tight hug. Like you were his lifeline, and let's be honest, maybe you were, but he was yours just as much.

- "I love ya' MC" he muttered next to your ears, causing you to hold onto him even more.

- "I love you more, Mammie"

- "Nah, I love ya' much much more"

- And now you were in a duel to see who loved the other more, that eventually led to admit that you both loved each other and that was enough.

- You both spend that night in your bed, simply enjoying the other's warmth, pouring your love to your heart's content.

- And if you ever think that he will be separated from you ever again, you are terribly mistaken.

- Not that you minded, tho.

- In conclusion; Mammon would not wait another second away from you after hearing that you also love him as much as he loves you.

Leviathan

- Boy was going over to your room, to invite you play a new game he had just bought. As always, he had to take a second before knocking on your door to convince himself he wasn't being annoying.

- Then he listened to your rambling.

- "I feel so lightheaded when I'm with him, and I can't stop replaying everything on my mind when I'm alone, and I'm afraid he'll notice and be weirded out that a normie like me is head over heels for him"

- OMFF (oh my f***** father) what is this?? Is this like that time in "I accidentally eavesdropped on my normie best friend and discovered they're in love with me, how can I confess to them without being creepy?" (Ok, Levi would not be proud of my naming skills) no, no, no, waaaait, this could not be possibly be about him. Oh, no, you couldn't have possibly fallen for a yucky Otaku shut-in like him, there's no way... Right?

- "So, tell me, MC, what is it about this Leviathan that you love so much?"

- He was already sweating and trembling, but his heart definitely stopped for a concerning amount of time. If he wasn't a demon, he would most likely had already passed out right there and then.

- "I love how passionate he is, and how he always respects my privacy and he waits until I'm ready to talk, he doesn't pressure me into nothing, he gives me my space, I love how he can talk about what he likes so earnestly. I love that sparkle in his eyes when he's winning a difficult game and his razor focus when he is being really challenged by something. I feel so happy with Levi and I just want to make him see himself through my eyes so he could just stop belittle himself".

- Leviathan.exe has died. That's it.

- He literally passed out the moment those words came out of your mouth, so you heard a loud thud right outside and you found Levi face first on the floor.

- Nervousness is short to what you felt during the agonizing time he took to actually give any signs of being alive.

- When Levi woke up he didn't understand why was he laying in the floor of your room, but the moment his memories came flooding back he stand up and try to run away, his face a blushing mess.

- And as much as you wanted to stop him and apologize, you let him go, because he was clearly not ready for that conversation.

- So, a week passed and everyday you tried to contact him to no avail. Until you were finally done with playing hide and seek, you marched firmly (only in your mind 'coz you were shaking like a leaf) to his room and practically forced yourself in.

- The conversation went as you would think, stuttering, muttering, blushing messes both of you while confessing face to face your feelings for the other.

- And finally, after reassuring him, that yes, this is real, and yes you do love him, him, Leviathan, Avatar of Envy, not one of his brothers or anyone else but just HIM, he accepted your love.

- Levi gathered all of his very little confidence and went for a slight hug.

- In conclusion; this snek boy needs time, and a lot of reassurance to accept the truth and realize it's not a dream, you also love him.

Satan

- He was trying to retrieve one of the books he had lend you to study for your classes, but just before knocking on your door, he thought to himself to better do it tomorrow, it was already late and you were probably getting ready to sleep.

- That is, until he heard your giggling on the other side.

- "But, tell me, what is it about Wrath that you love so much?"

- Satan was confused and intrigued, what's this conversation about? Obviously, something about him, so he's going to listen.

- "First of, he is not Wrath, I mean Satan is the Avatar of Wrath, but he is not just Wrath, at all. He is so much more than that, he is his own person with his own feelings and thoughts, even more so than we are, because he has lived for thousands of years. He knows so much about a lot of things that are completely beyond my comprehension, but he always manages to make them reachable for my limited mind. I love how he can go from being a pain in Lucifer's ass to a soft and doting cat dad, the way he loses himself into compelling detective novels. I got it bad for him"

- Satan was speechless. His brows raised almost up until his hairline.

- He felt a pleasant warmth spreading through his body, did you really thought of him that way?

- Oh, boy, was he blushing, he even brought a hand to his face to cover from any non existent prying eyes.

- He heard you shuffling around in your room, so he decided to retreat to his own, already planning his confession as he was walking away in the hallway.

- That night, Satan wrote you a poem, an essay and a ode to you. He tried to portray his feelings, but he also felt something was missing and he cracked his head all night searching for it. He redid everything over and over again, looking for more beautiful, deeper words to describe the extent to his love for you.

- However, Satan fell asleep on top of all the manuscripts and drabbles of his "failures", and the next morning guess who was asked to go and fetch the blond demon for breakfast?

- Ok, could've been anyone, but for the sake of this HC, it was you, ok?

- So, you went, and knocked, and waited, and called for him, and knocked again, but nothing. So you enter through his surprisingly unlocked door, and found him sound asleep. And it was such an endearing sight, you just couldn't force yourself to disturb him.

- However, you did tried to cover him with a blanket from his bed and obviously (this is also for the sake of this HC) he woke up at the feeling of foreign touch.

- When he saw you, it clicked on him the thing he was missing for his confession.

- Eye contact.

- Satan jumped to his feet, held your hands, and declared his love for you with a deep blush in his cheeks, a little stuttering in his words, but so much honesty and passion in his green eyes, you were lost.

- In conclusion, Satan would try to make a romantic confession but he would ultimately just convey his feelings in a heart melting, brain wrecking monologue, you can't do nothing but love him even more.

If there's any grammar or spelling mistake I apologize, english is not my first language, and I would appreciated if you could kindly point it out for me so I can get better

Thank you for reading.

Atte. Evie

A/N: Part 2 is up! If you want to be tagged in it just ask me & I'll be delighted to.

Have a wonderful day/night and stay safe!

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