#the sprites are small so i could probably do it in like a day

[maxaroniiiii]

it's them!!

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 20/09✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@funnybadger868 ha chiesto:wait so if mk can hear macaques past can he hear wukongs for example the circlet and the spell

Yeah he could. It's now just a matter of if he wants to use this power ever again

@cryptic-theseus ha chiesto:you're paying for my therapy btw, the bill is on the way

Blame it on the gay monkies not me. It's bc of them that my life is ruined/hj

@ayrza ha chiesto:Hey!I have an important question, where do you get your sources for the AU👉🏻👈🏻p? I mean, I just recently entered the LMK fandom and I see that there are parts that are not mentioned much in the series and it frustrates me because I feel like I only watch the anime but I'm missing the manga 🫠I love your art and your work, it's amazing 🫰🏻✨

Hi! Well I' finishing to read Journey to the West (im at chapter 80) and if I need extra info or just check I go to the fandom wiki.

@feyqueen91 feyqueen91 ha chiesto:A question for your Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (btw, I just saw your recent post for More Than A Successor Arc & I thought something light hearted was needed to even out the Angst), is Macaque able to summon something like what Red Son did with the Samadhi Sprite, and he teaches MK to do it too?

Wait what exactly? I haven't understood what you meant by sprite.

@og-glitch-punk ha chiesto: Honestly I expect this to be hidden but i also love your work on both comics, keep it up!! I forgot their names but dude- how would the lotus prince and our moon chef feels about wukong and Macaque being MK's parents? HELL. WHAT ABOUT THE TRIO? YELLOW TUSK, PENG AND THE LOIN (CANT REMMEBER HIS NAME EVEN IF HE IS TECHNICALLY DEAD/GONE). Hell even this chaotic snake man may even use MK to his advantage with the fact he is the child of Wukong and Macaque. So many possibilities and guesses, so many twists and turns we will never know bro

Oh he absolutely woud. Also about the others. They would probably act like protective aunt/uncles to that poor traumatised boy.

@thenerdnico ha chiesto:Oh my GODS that last bio dad's chapter broke me, your expressions are always amazing. I'm going to assume that at the end of Wukong's and Macaque's fight, Wukong realised Macaque wasn't moving and ran up to him, and ended up sobbing and screaming when he realised he was dead??? If that is the case, do you think MK listened to it long enough to hear that as well?

Oh for angst reason yes. He did.

@shadowpeachera ha chiesto:AHHHH YOUR SHADOWPEACH BIO AU IS SOO GOOD!!!! I SCREAMED AT THE LAST UPDATE!!! I have a question though. You know in the series i think season 3 epsiode 5 where Wukong goes into a deep mystic monkey meditation, yeah. Well i was wondering if Mk has ever tried that but got disrupted and lost his memories or started acting strange infront of his monkey parents. It would be hilarious i can imagine him shouting, “TUDI, TUDI!”KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, no pressure though! HAVE A GOOD DAY!

Lmaooo ok ok I don't think I'll go witha small amnesia arc in the AU but this doeß sound adorable.

@sakuralotus03 ha chiesto:It will probably be quite heavy, but I suggest that after Wukong saw the monkey like that he had a huge attack of guilt and anxiety and ended up injuring his left eye with his claws

Poor baby!! Nono don't worry his eye is fine.

@raylamoongirl ha chiesto:question for macaque: what was the hardest thing to teach Mk?Lmk bio parents Q&A

Mmmm so they tried really hard to teach him shadow teleportation, but he seems to not be able to do it.

@lmkobsessedmoth ha chiesto:For the Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU What if macaque and wukong go on a date and wukong doesn’t know it’s a date because he’s as dense as the rock he hatched out of

He truly would be. May the gods give him a clue or smt otherwise we wont end up nowhere here

Anonimo ha chiesto:Hey!I love your Shadowpeach bio Parent's AU But I Wonder,Does Wukong and Macaque already dance together before?

Danced??? I think so?? When they still were lovers friends I think (i think i m missing something)

Anonimo ha chiesto:I am on my knees, heart giving out, HOW IS BABY MK SO CUTE AND SHADOWPEACH SO ALLERGIC TO JUST KISSING ALREADY LIKE COME ON YOU TWO Anonimo ha chiesto:When I read the other part where swk and mac where talking about wanting MK to view them as parents at first I thought swk was proposing having another kid with Mac and I went “WOAH HEY- HOLD UP FOR A SECOND THERE U NEED TO GET UR SHT TOGETHER FIRST” and thank god it wasn’t that I thought swk was JUMPING AND ACCELERATING THEIR PROGRESS LMAOOOSo I’m actually glad they are taking baby steps, they need them

This slowburn is gonna be so slow-burning you all are gonna die when they actually kiss (will they kiss? Oh that's just for me to know ahah)

Anonimo ha chiesto:Since macaque is called mama by mk does that mean macaque is like a mother figure to mk in your au mama macaque is adorable and he gives off motherly in his character

Anonimo ha chiesto:Whos mom if there is considered a mom by MK or only dads? Is it Wu or Mac? My headcanons is Wukong basically the mom cuz he gives off mom and dad vibes together and Macaque just gives off dad vibes to me

He gives more motherly vibes, yes (Mamacaque and DadWukong forever)

Anonimo ha chiesto:Hi in you bio parent au for monkie kid how were monkey king and macaque as teenagers when they had a good relationship were like they a romantic couple or had secret crushes on each other and never told each other or were they just friends love this au it's amazing

Oh I think they were definitely lovers once. And that makes their past and what happened even more tragic honestly.

@ayrza ha chiesto:I don't know who is more adorable: Baby MK or Macaque and Wukong blushingPsd. I love your AU and your art 💖

Both. Both is good

@diamondwolf23 ha chiesto:THOSE TWO BETTER KISSSSSSSSSSS-I’m gonna miss Baby Mk ;-

Me too. Me too.

Anonimo ha chiesto:You could say Wukong is a...... simpian?(like simian but yknow >>)

LMAO YES

@scififeather21 ha chiesto:You can't believe how much I love your Shadowpeach AU comic series that last part made me grin so much. Mostly because my husband and I have done that exact thing when our kids were small babies and the looks and smiles were the same too. OMG it such a nice thing to see after a long day at work yesterday. :)

THAT'S THE- SWEETEST THING?????? LIKE IM SO GLAD I WAS ABLE TO MAKE IT A SIMILAR EXPERIENCE???? TO HEAR IT'S THE SAME THAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER

@snsp6 ha chiesto:I love ur bio dads au! I wanted to ask what would happen if smth similar to the baby mk incident happened to the immortal monkeys.Like either they were de-aged to their youth or had an amnesia rules type of situation!(I am in love w the world building in this!!! And ur art is delectable!)

I don't thing the world would be ready for non-reformed Wukong#like-#not really reformed but the guy killed so many people bc of impulsiveness#until he learned that murder is not fine

Anonimo ha chiesto: This might be a stupid question, but for your bio parents, AU is MK just always in his monkey form, or is this just how he permanently looks now?

He's on his monkey form when he trains / stays at the weekends at FFM or when he friendly duels/train with Mei and Red Son.On weekdays he's constantly in his human form

@meisawkwardashecc ha chiesto:Is Wukong potentially shorter than Macaque? 👀🥺Avatar

Yes

@miraclecactus ha chiesto:Can you show us what's going on in the Freenoodles house? I'm looking forward to knowing how they manage to calm MK down :( Puedes mostrarnos que es lo que sucede en la casa de Freenoodles? Estoy ansiosa de conocer como ellos manejan el como calmar a MK :(

They used Wukong and Mac advices until he feel asleep.

Anonimo ha chiesto:I like how Wukong asks Macaque how he knows MK won't hate him after this. Like my guy, you literally killed Macaque, and he still hangs around I think he knows a thing or two

True. Although let Wukong be the dumbass he is.

alizardonfire ha chiesto:I love the idea of macaque being wukongs *rock* if that makes sense? It gives so much character to him.

Aaaahh ty! Yeah I feel like he's pretty good at understanding when he s just out of his mind and bring him back to earth.

Anonimo ha chiesto:If this isn't to much spoiler will the next lmk comic be angsty

This will be answered too late but I will always warn you in advance if there s angst coming.

Anonimo ha chiesto:I love your art! Lighthearted question since your about to bring the pain- do you think Mac and Wu fight over who gets to be little spoon/big spoon or are both of them 100% happy with Mac as big spoon and Wu as little spoon every night

So as for now, they are good with Wukong being the little spoon. Both bc Wukong is the the one who constantly craves for touch amd bc Macaque feels more comfortable in a position of "control" let's say. He can decide how much closer or not to get to Wukong.

Then in the future they would be more comfortable to switch (and the bicker about who should be the big or small)

@sallyvanna ha chiesto:HAIII FIRST OF ALL I LOVE YOUR BIO PARENT AU it makes my day every time I see a new page postedI was just wondering, why was macaque kinda nervous when he summoned rumble and savage? He was like 'ah shit I didn't want that-' 👀

It was because the kid would be afraid of them! Of course he wouldn't. But I guess Macaque still feels like his powers are a threat to him.

@redwrathroit ha chiesto:Hey, note this is something you can completely ignore but I wanted to know if you had a ref sheet for your monkey Bois, I'd love to take a try and drawing them plus I had made an Oc character of my own but I did it once and then art block hit me like a train and said; nah, never again. So it would really help me out if you have a ref, if not ignore this and have a nice day/night

Unfortunately I don't. I have a lot of panels where you can see them full body in various stances though.

Anonimo ha chiesto:Wukong being the little spoon is too cute, he spends years being the big spoon platonically to everyone that someone finally gave him what was needed, to be protected instead of being the protector

Yesss he iss!!!!!!

@froggyofdeath ha chiesto:Question abt Shadowpeach bio parents! Sooo, who kills the spiders, who screaming abt them, who the one who picks it up and try to scare the screaming one?🫠✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️☕️☕️☕️☕️

Mk is screaming, Wukong picks it up, Macaque kills it.

Anonimo ha chiesto:Can we see exactly when they decided to prepare the courtnapping room? Like when exactly did they know oh we need to prepare that our son has apparently followed in our footsteps

Unfortunately in this AU for now I don't plan tp draw a full spicynoodle arc as well. There will be moments for the ship as well but more like extras and side stories.

Anonimo ha chiesto:Your shadowpeach bio au reminds me of something..... I remember you saying to someone that they should Read a Son of Two Dad's. Have you read the entire thing? and the sequel?

Yes I did! Also the sequel, but i think it s in hiatus.

Anonimo ha chiesto:In you newest update for the shadowpeach parent au, that one scene of Macaque looking at Wukong as MK holds his finger kind of reminds me those flashback scenes in movies of the dead lover/wife that is looking at the main character from under a flowing blanket. I have no clue why but the image popped up in my head when I read that part of the comic lmao

I bet when they are back together they will re-create this exact image eventually

Anonimo ha chiesto:I love that Macaque is initiating contact with Wukong. Hugging him, holding his hands, cuddling with him. It makes my heart melt 🥹🥰 And Wukong is giving him opportunities to do so

He is opening the door for Mac to come closer, so that it's his choice how much he can get closer. The last thing Wukong wants is to rush things or do something that would make him more uncomfortable.

Anonimo ha chiesto:Omg! I love your art especially your shadowpeach parent bio au, it's adorable! Although I'm terrified for the next page. Anyway, my question is, why won't you let the monkey trio breathe from the trauma? 😅🥹

Bc apparently chat asked for it

[vyl3tpwny]

wauitb what the fuck i have 5000 followers

this is insane hi guys

to celebrate 5000 followers on tublr here are some facts about myself: - my favourite food is fried chicken

- my favourite food is spicy fried chicken

most of my hyperfixations fluctuate in and out, but some that don't ever seem to let me go are my little pony, half life, skrillex, undertale/deltarune

recently i have developed an unfathomable obsession with bees i have a huge bee hyperfixation i play bee swarm simulator on roblox every day and i watch bee videos and i also just designed a beesona on pony town its name is beetrice the dragon bee:

my favourite movie is probably wolf children or mr. bean's holiday or elf

im basically lucario for girls

i am like a dragon and i collect things that i like.. you can see some here:

i play a lot of instruments, mostly piano, drums, singing, and guitar/bass/ukulele. my first instrument was the drums tho which i started playing when i was 2 or something. i no longer play drums because our house is too small for a drum set right now and i dont like electronic drum kits. one day!!!!

i have had zero music lessons which is why you should also make music bc you dont need to spend life savings on music education to make chunes

non-musicians who have influenced me the most are @sterfler and @astroeden who have changed my brain chemistry forever artistically (this is not an exaggeration)

i am not allergic to anything at all somehow

im the motherfucker who will drink an entire gallon of whole milk with nothing else yeah im just kind of awesome like that

i do not drink alcohol (anymore) or smoke or do drugs or anything like that just a personal pref

i am filipino but i am also chinese and scottish and italian and polish and maybe other things

i have been openly queer since 2011

i have been a furry since 2007 or something?

i have been making music since 2007 or something....?

my first true love as a musician was queen, which (because of their older albums) was my rabbit hole into the world of progressive rock. my passion for creating music was nurtured entirely by my discovery of genesis and the album 'the lamb lies down on broadway'. the next thing that shaped me as an artist? skrillex - 'scary monsters and nice sprites'

i have really bad verbal processing issues so you can probably speak directly to me and i will have no idea what youre saying sometimes

my feelings on art change a lot but i update my topster lists every now and again

i am mostly right [hoofed] but i'm technically ambidextrous

my first concert was bruce springsteen i think it was in 2009. i still love the the boss to this day.

i'm a kitty cat

i am also a dragon

i am also a possum

i am a formless void

my first song i wrote when i was 8 was titled after a jimmy neutron reference

the second song i wrote was a fan song about the flying dutchman

i played the original dota warcraft 3 mods long before dota 2 and league of legends existed because i've been a blizzard fangirl since like 2005 and now i hate blizzard so fuck you blizzard you're evil as shit but anyway i used to try and do map development for warcraft iii games but really my favourite thing to do was build maps where i could build the biggest possible army to fight npcs for fun. one of the first videos on my thecobalion channel is a warcraft iii map someone else made. i've just now turned it off private so you can see it if you want.

my favourite kind of humour is recursive

ok thanks what i can remember about myself right now. thanks for following me!!!!

[mister-qi]

Mr. Qi Friendship and Romance Mod: 4/19 Progress Update

It's a working title, I'm trying to come up with something less wordy that still will pop up in Nexus searches.

I wanted to be able to track my progress, mainly for myself, but if you're curious, this is the state of the mod right now:

Writing:

Heart Events - the 2 heart event is fully written (with blocking directions), and the 6, 8, and 10 heart events are outlined. The 4 heart cutscene currently has me a bit stumped; I have ideas, but nothing concrete yet. I definitely now understand why Sam's 4 heart cutscene is him dropping an egg. 14 hearts is on the back-burner as a little treat to myself once I get further into things.

Generic Daily Dialogues - about 1/3 done, probably the highest priority for writing. I'm leaving his vanilla casino dialogue as the two heart dialogue, and the vanilla Walnut Room dialogue as his four heart dialogue, with a few small changes. And, since it's me, I have more marriage dialogue written than anything else...

Day-Specific Dialogues - very few written, lower priority. Hoping to have a lot of these made eventually, and I have plenty of ideas, but they aren't necessary for the core of the mod so they're on the back-burner for now.

Gift Dialogues - all 5 generic gift response dialogues are written, with an additional 22 dialogue lines for specific items/groups of items. I'm also up to around item 530 in figuring out what item corresponds to which dialogue/whether or not he likes it. Certain item groups, like cooked food, still need more lines, however. This is definitely something that should be low priority, but also something I'm really enjoying working on. Some personal favorites so far are-

[if given a fish (hated)]: "Eugh, it's all slimy..."

[if given a legendary fish (disliked)]: "If you must give me one of the rarest fish in the valley, can you at least wrap it so I don't have to touch it with my bare hands?"

And I think that's pretty funny.

Art

Portraits - 3 new portraits finished: "deep frown" "glint" and "glasses-less". I'll probably be messing with "glasses-less" for a looong while; it's first shown at a dramatic moment so it needs to look good. Blushing portraits are next on the docket.

Here's "glint" btw, with a background thrown on so I can have a custom icon. You know I gotta make him do the anime glasses thing a few times.

Sprites - no progress yet. Walk cycle is up next after I finish the blushing portraits. Did you know he doesn't have a walk cycle at all? [1.6 spoilers] in the cheated Summit cutscene where he attacks(?) you, he literally just slides at you very fast. Anyways, I may also change his map sprite a bit as well, since it was drawn to match his old portrait and doesn't actually have the same color scheme as his sprites. Note to self: is it possible to make the sparkles on his outfit prismatic?

Maps - no progress yet. The 6 heart and 10 heart cutscenes both require custom maps, with the 6 heart one being a fully custom asset. 10 heart recycles some existing assets but will still need some custom stuff done as well.

Misc Sprites - in my head, there's a dream version of the 8 heart cutscene that has so, so many unique sprites. Like an incredible amount of stuff. I think it'll kick ass, but also that sequence could be done with a few lines of text. So, for now, it's low priority. But maybe in a few months I'll put out a request for help.

Implementation

Not totally sure how to split this into sections yet, as I'm very much still in the preliminary stages so far. To say that I'm feeling overwhelmed is an understatement; documentation on the wiki swings wildly between "an asset is a file in a video game" and "this is an advanced tutorial. Read these 4 other pages first before continuing."

I've started using Ms. Coriel's NPC Creator which has been good for setting up the basic file structure, but ultimately doesn't cover some of the more complex stuff I want to do. EDIT: Turns out it's completely outdated for 1.6! Had to throw out a bit of work, but I still learned from it so it's fiiine.

I think setting up his "schedule" will be a challenge, in that I don't actually want him to have a real schedule like most NPCs. Not to pull back the curtain too much here, but I want him to "exist" in both the Casino and the Walnut Room simultaneously, which is to say, he does not exist in two places at once in the narrative, just in the code. This will change after marriage, however.

My next goal is to set up placeholder cutscenes for each of the heart events, and then to implement the generic daily dialogues once those are finished.

Final Notes

God, this will be a work in progress for a while, but I'm enjoying it! Definitely enjoying the writing more than anything else, but hey, that's how it be. I've got around 70 lines of dialogue written, a bit of art done, and I've started learning how to actually get stuff in game. I've always been more of a designer than a coder, but it's getting there!

ADDITIONALLY I've decided that if I abandon this project for more than 8 months, anyone is welcome to request my work so far and use it for their own mod. If this blog hasn't posted in a long while, feel free to send me an ask or message! I may say no, however.

Ultimately, I want this mod to exist in some fashion. While there is an existing one, I have a pretty different take on the character and I want to share it with you all! Every line of dialogue, every heart event, every little detail needs to share something interesting about a character and their world. Yet, Mr. Qi is a mysterious guy, and I think some things should be left up to player interpretation. And I think it's crucial to be able to match his tone and voice to the vanilla game, while also expanding on his characterization. It's a fun challenge to write, and I hope the finished product, uh, well I hope it gets finished mostly, but I think it'll be pretty good.

Thanks for reading all this. This is largely just a stream of consciousness for myself, but I hope it's...interesting, or something?

[weirdmageddon]

I'm taking the plunge because why not:

What are some headcanons regarding small, silly things that happened during the 3 year trips on the Golden Yard and Meteor?

oh lets go i love this sort of ask. no meteor crew stuff sorry im kinda tired but

on the prospitian ship:

the crocodiles are never recovering from that shit bro. un-stonks

alchemizing sessions. probably with mundane household devices like toothbrushes or something. patterned toilet paper. davesprite absolutely remakes the sbahjifier for himself but i think he also likes to hand draw them from time to time. also john and jade alchemizing bathing suits and going swimming on lolar and hanging with the turtles. casey can come too. floaties on casey

the sbahj canon diverges. so many sbahj in-jokes exclusive to the prospitian ship. unfortunately the retcon make it so none of this ever happens :(

he’d never say it but davesprite likes it when john and jade fall asleep on him doing whatever, it makes his presence feel wanted and appreciated by the people he sacrificed his self and humanhood for good for. sorry for immediately going into davesprite but good god is he tragic. oh yeah heres more. he’s still part dave and shares the same history with john and jade that alpha timeline dave does. john gave him his shades on his 13th birthday in december 2008, he sent john the con air bunny and jade a physical copy of sbahj as furries in the mail. he is identical to alpha dave in relation to his friends before the timeline splits off. dont forget that 4/13/2009 was also his first time meeting his online friends john and jade in person, even after 4 months chronologically of sburb grinding—nearly a year with all the time shenanigans—and going back to day 1, since john and jade were dead in his timeline

tries not to cry cries anyway but only when he knows theyre asleep. pov when the weight of everything suddenly hits you (you are an emotionally repressed 14 year old)

also because he’s fucking fluffy and absolutely knows it and probably thinks to himself “yeah this is the best possible use for these otherwise pointless breast feathers” and yall already know he craves cloth mother plus probably has nesting instincts

(source)

adding on to that also i think people forget sprites are actually fucking LONG and his wingspan is fucking huge he could be a pillow and a blanket at the same time

i wrote davesprite jade cuddles and john thinking about mushrooms and davesprite thinking about how they contribute to the ecnonony

^ john toked too hard on the lowas mushrooms by accident one time

it feels like pajama parties would be a common occurence just the vibes im getting. literally jade is seen sitting on a pile of squiddles and theres plushies fucking everywhere you know they got up to plushie mayhem. do you think they ever alchemized them. look how lived in that room is they all contributed something

jade resumes gardening :) but theres no sun :( but she alchemizes some plastic plants :D but its not the same :(

canonically the imps in johns house just gave up tormenting him and started hanging out and having snacks on movie night

PENIS!

imagine looking up into the sky and seeing a giant casey the size of a planet sleep. jade resizes stuff for fun like this just to introduce some novelty to their lives

this is something

davesprite has beavis and butthead do america (1996) in his collection somewhere in his apartment on lohac

yall theyre watching johns fuckin spongebob dvd box collection. you KNOW john owns the spongebob squarepants movie (2004). and the best thing is it brings all of them together without any of them objecting. they all love spongebob

when the episode jellyfish jam comes on johns like “wow, pretty much this exact scenario happened to me with the imps.” (arthur flashback sfx)

DAVESPRITE: yeah well you didnt have a giant sound system did you

jade warps dave’s bro’s sound system from lohac and sizes it up. they put on stadium rave and the entire fucking house shakes

[kristlewrites]

“Baby I’m ready for take off”

CW: Cock Warming ,Chest Riding, Fluff(?), Poorly written smut, comfort(?) nicknames ( ma, mamas, papa, and baby)

PAIRING: Connie x Black!FemReader

WC: 0.9k

🫧🗯️: Test run post! Don’t judge🤒 ALSO! first time writing smut so if it’s bad i’m sorry, it’ll probably remain like that for a minute…(title is from a wayv song.. doesn’t have to do anything with the fic🪦🪦)

MINORS DNI

(take off!)

It's been a long day, long week even. School has been beating your ass with essays and finals..this was your only chance to relax. You enter connie's apartment around 6 pm, he wasn't there because he's also been busy but not with school. The team made it to regionals and the coach has been working the team the bone with drills everyday.

     You use your key that he lent to you and make yourself at home, he lived off campus. You make your way into the shower and clean yourself up real quick and change into his pajamas, although a lot of your clothes is in his room, hell ! you even have your own drawer! But you love the way his clothes feels on you and his scent makes you feel safe. You were absolutely starving by the time you got dressed and decided to go order some food, wing-stop you finally decide you got yourself a 12 pc hot and lemon pepper with a side of fries and A sprite. When the food came around it was almost eight and Connie should be on his way home.

   After you finished eating you cleaned up super quick and went to bed, connie showed up about an hour later. He knew you were here but seeing you in his sheets and pjs made his heart falter. He went in the shower quickly and joined you in bed. He tried his best not to make any noise but regardless you still woke up 

    "Sorry ma, didn't mean to wake you up"

    he said so gentle, 

      "how are you? I'm sorry I came home late.. i didn't expect coach to keep us so long"

   he caressed your cheeks trying to get you back to sleep. You looked up at his beautiful freckled face, you missed him so much you guys havent been able to see each other at all this week with being so occupied with your own personal activities and affairs. Small tears stream from your eyes, he wipes them away with such care and delicacy.

   "I know, I know ive missed you too, baby"

    You turn towards to him and indulge into his chest , he's not wearing a shirt which is normal since he gets really sweaty at night (😭😭🪦🪦🪦) you start talking about the events that happened that week, how your essay went, how you absolutely failed your stats test, new books you bought, girl drama, and how stressful it's been for you. He nods occasionally and throws in a couple of "mhms" to let yk that he's still listening. This goes on for about an hour and at this point you're just rambling, but connie understands how much you love to talk and let's you continue without complaint, that is until you ask him about his week and what he's done. 

   At this point he's practically knocked out. 

   "Hah, What was that baby what did you say??" he said a little bit groggy

   You repeat your question, but while you do you see that he's HARD??? No way this man was hard from just hearing you talk.But then he must've been backed up from this whole week because of how rarely he saw you or had anytime for himself. When you think about it has been a while since y'all had sex, because of how seldom it's been to even talk to him on the phone 

   "Hey con.. You're hard, how long has it been?" you ask while playing with his nipples. (🪦🪦🪦)

   "Baby you don't even understand how much i've missed you..c'mere" He pulls you closer to his penis.

  Slowly he removes his pants and boxers, revealing his hard leaking cock.. good lord it was so much prettier than you remember. You slowly enter his dick into your hole, surprised by how wet you were.

   "Be careful mamas I could jizz into you at any point" you laughed at his choice of words, it was clear that he hasn't been relived in awhile..and while you were also tired doesn't mean you could at least help him out!!?? and you were on the pill so that should count for something..right??? Continuing you grab ahold of his tip and insert it, until fully seethed into your pussy. It felt so good, you grabbed his hand and placed it on your stomach showing him where his dick is. That really pushed him over and sprayed your pussy through and through. your poor baby he was so sensitive. You guys stayed like that until morning.

   Waking up, you find yourself looking at connie sleeping so soundly and peacefully. You reach for your phone but feel restricted once you've realized the man got a whole ass dick in you. omggg

  "Baby wake up" you whisper yell, tapping his chest. you roam your fingers on along his abs, a few seconds later connie shifts a little bit to remove his cock from you and lifts you up and places you down on his chest. This all happens so quick that u immediately shiver, with your wet slicky pussy on top of his chest he begins move you up and down while his dick teases at your ass crack. Your nails dig into his abdomen while you grind your silky pussy over his abs. Connie's hands take pleasure in your tits while they bounce up and down, twisting and turning you nipples putting you into over drive. Your cum glazes over his abs, you panting hard. First thing in the morning... You rest your head on his chest finding his heart beat while he rubs your head calming you down. 

   "I love you ma" he whispers, he feels your smile into his chest and laughs a bit. He raises your head, "did you hear what I said?" He leans in for a kiss and you return it. "I love you too papa"

(Think of this as a soft launch ijbol)🫧🗯️

[back2bluesidex]

Next Level, Space Level - KNJ (18+)

Pairing: Namjoon X Fem!Reader

Theme: Smut, PWP, infidelity au, a hint of angst

Summary: How can Namjoon deny you when you are ready to give yourself to him?

Word count: 1442

Warnings: Strong language, mentions of cheating, infidelity, blow job, Joon cums of her tits, reader is just evil, poor Jimin. Strictly 18+ (MDNI)

A/N: this is an output of listening to Smoke Sprite way too much. Haha! Enjoy!

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It's raining again. Even though Namjoon likes rain in general, he has grown a distaste towards it these days. Especially because it's raining too fucking much, everything is wet, his laundries won't dry up, and he won't stop recalling you. Or the way your body felt underneath him, the way his hands fitted perfectly on your curves, the way you moaned out his name like chanting a mantra. That night his desire won but for the rest of the time his guilt has been ruling his mind.

How ironic, he left his last girlfriend because she cheated on him, claiming he hates cheaters. But now is he anything different? He can't deny the fact that he has been attracted to you since the very first day Jimin introduced you to him as his girlfriend. He often thought of fucking you dumb in his dimly lit studio but he never ever actually thought he would do that in reality. And now he was a sinner. He fucked one of his closest friends' girlfriend behind his back. But that's the point. He regrets because you're Jimin's girlfriend and not because he fucked you. How can he regret something so infuriatingly sensual and satisfying when that's all he really wanted, along with you.

His hands feel clammy as he unlocks the door of the dorm. The calmness of the atmosphere tells him that he is the only one here until he sees light coming from Jimin's room. Another gush of guilt fills his chest.

He heads towards the kitchen avoiding every thought and grabs a can of beer. He almost chokes on the beer as he puts too much force in gulping down the bitter-sour liquid. However, he almost spits everything out when he feels someone encircling their hands around his torso.

He whips his head around to find you staring up at him with those impossibly beautiful eyes. Your lean hands hold him even tighter in his place, as he panics.

"Y/N? Wh-what are you doing?" He asks, scanning the dorm once.

"Jimin isn't here. Nobody is here. It's only you and me Joon." You say, a devilish smirk spreads on your lips.

You tiptoe and place a kiss on his lips. It would be so much of a domestic sight only if you weren't his bandmate slash close friend slash younger brother's girlfriend.

Namjoon's hand itches. He wants to rub your sides, hold you close, trace your curves and so much more, but he knows it's wrong. Terribly wrong.

"It's wrong, Y/N" he whispers. You start to place small kisses on his broad built chest through the fabric of his tshirt.

"I know. I know it's wrong. But I can't resist you Joon. You are all I can think of since that night." You whisper in between your kisses. Your voice creates a soft vibration on his chest. How can he push you away when you are willing to give yourself to him, that too like this. But still he has to push you away. One night was enough to drive him off the edge now he doesn't want to get addicted to you.

He finally pushes you away and that's when he sees you well with the help of the faint light coming from the dining area.

You are the personification of sin and lust. Gosh! How can someone ever resist you? You are wearing a pitch black silk robe with (probably) nothing underneath. Your nipples are perked up, a good amount of your collarbone and cleavage are on display for him. One of your bare legs comes to his view and only he knows how much he want to bury his face between them.

"Like what you see?" You say, smirking at him as if it's no big deal. He doesn't say anything, rather chooses to walk past you and head towards the dining room.

He could have just gone to his room, locked it and ignored you. But something keeps him lingering near you. And that something is, lust, lust for you.

He leans his head on the backrest of the couch and closes his eyes, he doesn't see you coming towards him. He only realises your presence when you start to sit on his lap, totally unannounced. He gets startled at first, however, that doesn't mean he is not enjoying the way your bare legs press on his bare ones or the way your core is pressing on his semi-hard cock.

"Y/N pl- fuck!" His words get interrupted as you start to grind hard. His eyes close as if they have minds of their own.

But he is a man of control, he holds your sides tightly and looks straight into your eyes.

"Y/N! No!" He whispers, his voice is barely audible even to himself. Maybe because that's not what he wants. He doesn't want you to stop but he has no choice, has he?

"Why? Why Joon? I know you want me as much as I do, then why?" You ask him, voice a bit louder than usual.

"Y/N, you're Jimin's girlfriend! Why don't you understand."

"Thanks for reminding me but that never slipped my mind. Jimin is fine but you are the one that I want. And you want me just as much. Just tell me once that you never thought of what happened between us that night? Tell me that you don't like me sitting here on your lap. Tell me that you will stop me if I try to give you a good time that absolutely no one has to know about. Tell me Joon. Look into my eyes and tell me." Your fingers are lost in his dark locks. And with the other hand you start to loosen the tie of your robe.

Your robe pools down on his lap, leaving you completely bare for his eyes. Namjoon's mouth starts to salivate at the sight of your naked chest. Fuck! Who the hell is he to deny you? Tell you that he doesn't want you? What power in the world do you even possess? Are you even a human being? Or are you a siren trying to destroy him piece by piece?

You seem to take chances of his helplessness as you hoist yourself up from his lap and sit on your knees. He looks at you with hooded eyes.

You smirk at him at first and then hook your fingers on the rim of his sweatpants. Pulling them down at once with his boxers you set his dick free. That springs up as if ready to be used by you.

"So big" you murmur to yourself but Joon hears it. His breath hitches when your fingers come into contact with his skin. You pump his dick once and then spit on your palm to lubricate him. A low moan escapes his lips when you give his tip a kitten lick. You chuckle seeing his fucked out state already.

Another kitten lick as you pump his cock again and again. Your tongue draws a circular motion on the head of his cock and he starts to lose himself completely. But he somehow keeps his moans in check.

"Let me hear you Joon. Let me hear how good I'm making you feel." You say before swallowing his dick little by little. You take him as much as you can till you gag with the friction that his cock makes with the back of your throat. And then you start bobbing your head at a slower pace which get faster with each passing second. Namjoon's moans know no bounds as he starts cursing and groaning your name like you did the previous night, forgetting every single care of this world. His hand reaches out for your hair and he grips it hard but not hard enough to hurt you. He pushes you down on his length further and thrusts upward.

And within a few more minutes, his dick starts to twitch inside your mouth.

"Im-I'm close" he breathes out.

You release his dick from your mouth and start pumping it harder. Ropes of cum fly out of the slit of dick and land directly on your tits. Your pretty tits are covered with his cum. The drops tickle down the swell of your breasts and reach your nipples. And then those drop down on your thighs. Fuck! Can there be a sight hotter than this?

"Fuck! Y/N" he says, being dazed by you. You smile at him innocently as you stand up on your legs, collect your robe from the couch and head for Jimin's room.

"Until next time, Joon."

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[softquietsteadylove]

How about something we probably haven't had before? The Eternals in ancient Egypt. While the Egyptians were busy treating cats like gods, Thena is trying to secretly populate the Domo with lizards.

"You busy mopin' in here too?"

"I do not mope," Thena corrected as Druig walked in, his black robes dragging behind him. She turned with a frown, "why do you have so many of them with you?"

"Don't ask me, they just-" he gestured, trying to dispel the cats swarming his feet. "Off with ye, y'bastards!"

The cats scattered, off to find their worship elsewhere. The Warrior Eternal couldn't believe how many of them populated the grounds of Egypt's reign. And the creatures were revered--walking signs of godly luck and prosperity, or some such.

"You've made a friend of your own, I see."

Thena looked down at the lizard snoozing in her palm. It was a small thing, but it had slithered up onto her knee without a hint of hesitation. Cold blooded creatures had none of the cautiousness mammals tended to show her. "Perhaps he can sense my distaste for the felines as well."

Druig chuckled, observing the procession from the edge of the pyramid concealing the Domo. "You sure they're not enjoyin' things a li'l too much down 'ere?"

Thena had to smile. "I cannot speak for Makkari. I believe she is thriving, getting the attention she does."

The Goddess herself was being paraded on a dais of all things, despite being able to circle the continent in the time it took the holders to take one collective step. But she waved to her adoring fans, showering her with praise. And of course, the tributes they brought her were her favourite part of their stay in Egypt thus far.

Ajak had ordered her to return everything, or at least leave it in the official treasury so it was available for the peoples' benefit come the time.

"Yeah, she's glowin' like a streak'a lightning," Druig mused, although he had quite a smile on his face as he observed. No matter how bereft of her company he was, he wasn't the type to drag her away from her time of thriving, either.

Thena could sympathise. Gilgamesh wasn't quite as prone to soaking up the attention as the Speedster, and he absolutely couldn't fathom letting mortals carry him instead of walking. But he was also waved to with enthusiasm, praised and adored. His hands held the gift of Ra himself, after all.

Ajak had also ordered Gilgamesh to humour the public, to a degree. Despite his discomfort, she thought that if they wanted to recognise him and Makkari as the beacons of their team this time around then so be it. Makkari and Gilgamesh were warm and mirthful, and perhaps that would encourage this to be a peaceful time for the development of the humans.

"Thena, Druig, what are you doing up here?"

The two Eternals shared a look, as if they were being caught by their mother skipping school. Druig dragged himself to a standing position, arms crossed and hunching as if the gold collar of his robes were weighing him down.

"You should be down there with everyone else," Ajak pointed at the procession. Sersi and Phastos were talking with various leaders of Egypt's developments. "I want this visit to be social for us--and that means everyone."

"I don't see Sprite down there," Thena pointed out with deadly accuracy, even getting a certain look from their Prime.

But Ajak clipped her unruly daughter's statement short, "she's down there. You may not see her, but she is."

"And Kingo?" Druig added, always happy to get himself out of something he didn't want to do.

"Making sure Sprite doesn't wander too far," Ajak elaborated, her voice growing higher as her annoyance increased. She put her hands on her hips, glaring at the two belligerent Eternals. "It's a happy occasion, and we haven't had an attack for days."

Ikaris was on watch regardless. And it wasn't at all because - for once - the humans had no interest in him or his powers, relegating him to 'one who accompanies the holders of Ra'.

Thena found it hilarious that he was acting like a dejected child.

"It's awfully hot," Druig shrugged. "We're still part'a the festivities. Just, y'know, from the comfort of home."

Thena petted her new friend between the prickly peaks atop its head. "He was seeking the shade."

Ajak eyed the Warrior Eternal. "You cannot bring any more of those things onto the Domo."

"I haven't-"

"It can't possibly be anyone else, Thena," Ajak pointed out, and accurately, at that. "They flock to you. And you know they scare Phastos."

"Everything scares Phastos," Druig murmured, although he got a finger snapped in his face for it. He made a face, even leaning back and swaying on his lazy knees. "Fine, fine, we'll go out there and humor the masses, aye?"

"That's all I'm asking," Ajak insisted in her most matronly way. "I finally got Phastos to leave the ship more often, I can't have you two taking over that role."

Thena and Druig both smiled and nodded (the picture of innocence).

Ajak didn't buy it. "Just go."

Druig dropped his smile but did shuffle past her towards the stairs. Ajak looked at Thena, who chose the faster route, turning and leaping off the side of the structure so tall they could see well into the horizon. Ajak rolled her eyes at her most difficult children.

Thena landed steadily, the sand below absorbing much of the shock. It was a high drop, even for an Eternal, but walking the stairs of the temples here took time even one of their lifespan didn't want to waste.

"Why did we build stairs at all if you were just gonna jump out of the windows every time?"

She smiled as the man with Ra in the palm of his hands broke away from the crowd. The farce of a parade continued on without him. "What of your adoring fans?"

"Ah, come on," he fussed, already embarrassed enough. He turned to face them with her, watching Sersi touch the various offerings held out to her, turning them to gold in the blink of an eye. "Ajak told her not to."

"I think she can't help it," Thena laughed faintly. "Ever since we first arrived; she loves the sparkle in their eyes when they see it."

"Who's this guy?" Gilgamesh asked as he slung his arm around her shoulder, leaning against her faintly. He was tired.

"A friend who sought the solace of shade with me," she sufficed to say, still massaging the reptile's spine from side to side.

"Kept her company?" Gil asked the cold blooded creature, who allowed him to tap the top of his head.

"He did." She looked up at him. The sun in Egypt was even more ceaseless here than in their previous homes, she found. And not just ceaseless, but intense.

Gilgamesh blinked as the back of her hand pressed to his cheek. He leaned into it, though. "You feel nice and cool."

"You shouldn't be under the sun for so long," she frowned, feeling his cheek, then his temple and his forehead. "And after you spent all morning breaking and hauling limestone for them."

He shrugged, though. He really was tired; his shoulders looked heavy, like it took great effort for him to raise them. "There's a lot of work to do."

Egypt was evolving rapidly. Of the many civilizations they had seen rise and fall in their time on Earth already, Egypt was likely to prosper and endure. Thena looked at their passing teammates again. "Sersi and Phastos are more than capable of sharing your workload for a day or two."

They were all helping, but Sersi and Phastos were by far having the easiest time with it. Phastos had powers that did the heavy lifting for him, and Sersi could simply turn the slabs of stone into one big seed pod, carry it, and then turn it back to rock once it was placed.

"Maybe."

Thena rubbed Gilgamesh's back, between his weary shoulder blades. "Perhaps you should retire. I'm sure Ajak would understand."

He gave her a smirk. "You mean you want to escort me and my 'injury' back to the Domo so you don't have to be out here for the party?"

"Absurd." Gilgamesh laughed, and so loudly that many turned back to look at them, including their fellow Eternals. But they continued on without him, and Thena smiled at the way his laughter warmed her shade cooled body.

"Y'know, now that you mention it," he postulated, putting his hand to his chin and everything. But there was no containing his bright grin. "I am feeling a bit...whoa!"

Thena laughed as well as Gilgamesh feigned slumping against her shoulder. A human may not have been able to hold him, but he would never drop his full body weight on her without warning, either. "Gilgamesh!"

"Thena, is that you?" he gasped as she started helping him hobble away from the crowd and into the temple. "So weak...I can see the light..."

"You are a terrible actor," she informed him as she got him into the shade.

"Really?" he asked as soon as they were out of sight. "Kingo gave me some tips."

"That was your first mistake."

He chuckled, still with his arm around her as they began walking back to their mothership. "You know Ajak is gonna find him."

Thena looked down at their guest, still lazing in her hand. "If Phastos were not so averse I don't see why I couldn't have one or two. They scurry in of their own accord at least once a day regardless."

"Yeah, and then Phastos gets freaked out, or Sersi thinks it's a rat, and then we have to sweep them out." Gil looked at the little creature again, which opened both layers of eyelids to blink at him.

Thena purred faintly as Gil pressed his lips to the spot where her tiara disappeared into her hair.

"Keep him in my room. Ajak won't think to check there. I'll bring him snacks and stuff."

She angled her head, catching the edge of his jaw with her lips. "Ever a champion of the people."

"Nice try," he brushed off in modesty. His arm drifted from her shoulder to resting his hand at her back. "You are way more important than 'the people' to me."

"You two are bloody disgustin'."

Thena let Druig drag himself past them towards the edge of daylight. "The procession has already passed."

"Well, nothin' I can do 'bout that. Guess I'll head back up-"

"Druig, get outside. You're mingling, and that's that."

Ajak also hustled past them, her deep blue robes breezing behind her petite figure as she all but dragged Druig out with her by the arm. Perhaps in her mission to make Druig more acclimatized to human socializing she had forgotten Thena had also been ordered to 'mingle'.

Gilgamesh nuzzled her hair again, whispering, "I think we got away with it."

Thena hummed, starting up the stairs towards the Domo with him, and their new friend. "Seeing that you both get some rest is more important in this moment."

Gil cupped her hands in one of his, adding to the bed of luxury for the humble lizard. "I think we'll both rest better if you join us."

[sparring-hyena]

Hiii!

It's been a while since I saw the Becca tag alive, so I just wanted to request something before it's too late.

No worries if you cannot do it, I just wanted to ask...

Could you maybe write a jelaous Becca in a non-toxic way? Since I romanced Kaitlyn before Becca, it could be something along the lines of Kaitlyn wanting to get back together and Becca and MC are still hiding their relationship...pretty please 😊

Love your writing by the way ❤️❤️❤️

after an absolute eternity, i present to you... this!

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it's not jealousy. it's just-- it's curiosity, is what it is.

Becca's at the drinks table getting a refill--her hand hovers over the fruity concoction Zach made earlier in the day. it smells awful but tastes okay, bit too sweet but drinkable. she settles on a tequila sprite mix and makes it a double when she spots Alex and Kaitlyn leaning close around the edge of the yard.

so it is curiosity that she feels, but there's irritation too and she hates that it's there at all. because she knows that Alex and Kaitlyn are friends, but sometimes it bugs her. just a little bit.

the point isn't that she's worried or doesn't trust Alex. because she does trust her--more than she thinks she's ever trusted anyone before, and maybe that's part of what's making her scared. but that's definitely a conversation for another day.

no, the point is that she has to act like it's all fine even though it's not and she can't just go up to them and cause a scene--

"hey, stranger."

Becca jumps at Alex's voice but still feels herself ease a little against her. not enough to be noticed, just enough to feel the light brush of her fingers.

"hey." Becca takes a sip of her drink and thinks she may have made it a triple by mistake. she pulls a face and offers it to Alex.

"what is it?" Alex asks. she cups her hand around Becca's as she takes the cup.

"tequila and sprite. think i made it too strong."

"you don't like tequila." Alex takes a small sip and makes a face too. definitely too strong.

"i don't, just..." she shrugs. "what were you and Kaitlyn talking about."

Alex sighs and returns the cup to Becca's hand. she takes a step away and Becca feels the cold air of late October immediately. they've probably only got a few more weekends of outdoor parties until it gets too cold. shame, because it really is nice: the lights and stars and gentle ground beneath her feet.

"sorry, i didn't-- i'm not trying to make it bigger than it needs to be. i know you two are friends, i just-- i'm curious."

"hey, it's okay," Alex takes Becca's hand softly behind the table and squeezes. "come on, we should probably talk."

Becca's eyes go wide.

"no! sorry, not that. no." Alex squeezes her hand again and Becca can see the way she's itching to lean forward and press a kiss to her cheek to soothe her insecurities. "sorry."

"it's okay. follow me?"

Alex nods. Becca keeps their hands linked as they slip away from the backyard party. she leads them inside and upstairs to her room. far enough away so that the music softens to a gentle thump.

"so," Becca starts, "having a fun night?"

"Kaitlyn said she wants to get back together."

Becca can tell, even in the low light, by the look on Alex's face that she hadn't meant to just spit it out like that.

"sorry, i didn't mean to--"

"no you don't--" Becca moves a step closer, wants to reach out but isn't sure how to. "what did you tell her?"

Alex tips her head to the side and she gets this look that Becca's only seen a handful times. it's a rare look, only comes out when Alex is genuinely confused and trying to understand something.

"what do you--"

"you two have a history so the situation is obviously far from ideal, especially since we all live together--"

Alex leans forward and pulls Becca against her. she kisses her hard and desperate, like she's trying to tell her something, make her understand something.

"oh." they pull apart and it takes Becca a moment to realise that she's pushed Alex up against the door. she moves to step away but Alex drops her arms to Becca's waist and holds her in place.

"okay, first of all, i have no intention of just picking someone else and leaving you. we're taking this slow, and i think that's a good thing. what we have is special and important."

"i'm sensing a but." Becca tries to laugh but it doesn't feel right.

"not but. just that. plain and simple." Alex squeezes Becca's waist.

"i told her that i'm not interested and maybe that was too harsh, but i didn't want to tell her that i was seeing someone because then she'd ask questions and i don't want to lie but i also know that you're not ready and that's fine--"

"Alex, breathe, it's okay."

"no, it's not okay, because she wouldn't have asked me that if she knew about us, and i'm not trying to pressure you, okay? i would never. i just wish that i could say i'm unavailable and have that be the end of it until we're ready."

Alex finishes her speech and tips her head back against the door.

Becca knows that so much of this could be easier if she was more adjusted, but she knows--knows in her bones and cells and heart--that Alex is telling the truth. she's not pressuring her, she's just frustrated that nothing around them is letting them move at their own pace.

"unavailable, huh?" Becca smirks and watches the way that Alex shifts, embarrassed, under her gaze.

"well, i just-- i mean--"

"i like it."

"really?"

Becca hums and nods. she fixes a loose piece of Alex's hair behind her ear and cups her cheek gently. "i'm not saying we have to do a whole announcement."

"you don't want to scream from the roof how much you like me? i'm hurt, really." Alex pulls a face but only manages two seconds before she's grinning again.

Becca can't help but smile just as wide too. "all i'm trying to say is that i wouldn't mind if you wanted to tell people you're unavailable, or whatever. doesn't need to be specific."

"we're unavailable together. i like it. it's cute."

"i know it's not ideal but--"

"hey, it's fine." Alex lowers herself just an inch against the door so she's eye-level with Becca. "at our own pace, remember."

Becca softens. "thank you."

"of course." Alex kisses her quickly. "now do you wanna go back right now?"

"i'm sure they'll be fine without us for ten more minutes."

"only ten? i was thinking at least fifteen."

"oh really?"

"twenty might actually be better now that i think about it."

Becca laughs as she leans in again and feels a heavy weight lift from her shoulders.

[arvale-artist]

Y E A R 0 & The First Hero.

We are approaching The Year 0 A.D. (After Dragons) and with it, a calamity Entoque will remember for millennia to come: The Fall of The Great City Arhaeldem.

Alright, so you want answers I assume? Well, this is a tale from an old RPG from 2004. Which you can play fo free, if you have a PC. If not, here's a (and the only) Let's Play of it. A lot of the things seen here are explained in my little Blynt Lore Post, if you just want to have only a brief look into the story! Have fun exploring Arvale in any way. So it may not cease to exist.

[Silk] » As the story goes, Kryphen was just a poor child that lived when this was just a small village. His mother was constantly working to support the family because his father died while he was young. Kryphen was always toying with small inventions and trying to improve life of his family and village. One day, he befriended a Dragon and learned what magic arts he could but soon became jelous of the Dragon and couldn't comprehend why it was gifted with these powers while he had to struggle to survive. He began asking questions like, 'Why aren't we gifted with these powers? Why do we have to beg for it of these beasts? Why can't we control our own destinies without relying on these... demons?' He then betrayed the Dragon during a magic lesson by reversing it's own magic onto itself, putting it in a stupefied sleep. He then studied the Dragon and found that all magic powers could be extracted from it and bottled for anyone to use. Thinking he could finally improve the lives of his village. When asked about the Dragon, Kryphen lied to his family and friends. Telling them the Dragon had gone away to teach magic to another part of the world. To further the lie and grow in power, he began searching the world to study and deceive the other Dragons... and ... well... the rest is history. «

Now... I took some (a lot) of creative liberties with this comic, arright... This comic is based on events that happened in the game, but are never directly shown. Dragons started attacking Arhaeldem, and it was never specified who that dragon who shot ice from it's claws was, I just made it the same dragon that Kryphen 'befriended'. (You can actually see the Dragon trying to mutter his name when Tsilon pins him down in a short moment of somewhat clarity!) Why? because I thought it would be neat and make an interesting comic/story. And it wouldn't be impossible for it to have happened. I based this dragon's design of one of the game's sprites for one that we can see in the intro:

I chose the blue version of this sprite because it would make sense for the dragon using ice magic to be water coloured. Dragons started attacking Arhaeldem, and Tsilon as it's guardian has to defend his city. And... I always wondered how terrible and confusing that must have been for him, to have to fight and most likely kill his own kind. Dragons are not meant to be vicious creatures.

The intro is mostly Sorcynth propaganda... (Sorcynth = Kryphen's Potion Comapny) but I don't think these parts are untrue:

»Long ago, when the world of Arvale was born, the Gods created Dragons and bestowed them with the gift of magic. The Dragons were entrusted with this power to watch over the world and keep it in relative harmony. [...] When Humans and Dragons met, they quickly found a mutual understanding of each other and lived together peacefully. The Dragons began instructing the Humans in the ways of magic, to see what Humans could accomplish.«

Judging by Tsilon's immense friendliness/fondness of humans, like... he built a human city with his human friend, and befriended more humans, teaches them magic, protects them, and when he is about to go mad again he begs to be killed, even if that results in a world without magic, so people will not die. And judging by how absolutely non-hostile and chill the other dragons are we meet in the game... It's probably safe to assume that this part of the intro is true. Tsilon has likely been around a long time. Maybe even since the beginning of dragonkind. He knows that he and the others are creatures of harmony... and to see his own kind turn into vile beasts like that.. well, that must have been quite shocking. How does this happen? Kryphen has found a way to overwrite a person's will/ mind with potions. The one he makes for the dragons turns them into the type of evil beasts we know from our own classic fairytales. Some of it was put into Tsilon's food on one faithful day... » EAT THE HUMAN FLESH « and » ALL MORTALS SHALL NOT LIVE WITH DRAGONS « are quotes taken directly from Mad Tsilon. I gave the poisoned Dragons these golden eyes with narrow pupils to indicated they are under the effects of the potion. I got this idea from old concept art where Tsilon is portrayed with these eyes instead of his usual pale ones and seems to act uncharacteristically hostile + all the Sorcynth machines emmit a orange-yellow glow...

[Tsilon] » Grrr..... They're draining all my energy..... and ... injecting me with .. DIE... something that makes me... lose my .. ..my .. sooo HUNGRY!!! ... EAT THE HUMAN FLESH!! Grrr ... Makes me... lllllll---- «

The magic Tsilon is portrayed using here is one you can actually see him use in the game:

In the good ending, we see Tsilon in front of Arhaeldem's entrance. What's left of it, anyways. Just like 2000 years ago. I wonder what he could be thinking about...

And of course, I want you to remember, this is fanwork. I am trying my best to portray these characters accurately, but I can only make edjucated guesses how they act and what they could be saying. In the end I am not 🤖Jaybot7. (The guy who wrote (and composed) (and leveldesigned) the entire story/game).

[tyrantisterror]

No Small Feat Art pt. 10 - The Wild Woods

By request, I’m gonna show off some of the artwork for No Small Feat, a Midgaheim story my friends and I told through the TTRPG system Fabula Ultima. I drew a lot of characters and monsters for it, and my friends - in particular, @dragonzzilla, @scatha5, and @dinosaurana - helped line and color them so we’d have cute little sprites to use on our online battlemaps, which really helped sell the whole “we’re playing an oldschool turn based RPG” vibe that Fabula Ultima’s system is going for.

In this part, we’re gonna look at the many NPCs introduced in the campaign’s penultimate arc, the Wild Woods.

At the end of the first arc, while traveling from Hansand to Peralt, our heroes heard a strange and terrible cry, and were promptly set upon by a vast and terrifying lupine monster, one that they primarily knew from rumors up to that point: The Ravening Beast. And every time they traveled between towns since, they had to roll a dice to see whether or not they'd encounter the monster again - and the more crown jewels they had, the more likely the beast would appear. Well, with two currently in hand and three taken by the Big Bad, our heroes knew they'd have to encounter the beast again, and decided to do it on their terms this time. So they tracked it to its den.

Of course, no woods in Midgaheim has only one monster in it, as the presence of one often attracts others. The Ravening Beast being a wolf (of a sort), it probably wasn't surprising that Barghests (big magic wolves) and Fenrisbroods (bigger magic wolves who have a bit of Jotunn in their DNA thanks to their progenitor, Loki) lurked in its den.

And there were others - a troll lurked under a bridge in one area, but was easily dissuaded when it say how capable the PCs were of dealing with it. Three large Cthonic Boars provided some valuable intelligence when questioned by our heroes, while the cathaneg lyon gave them a chance to prove their heroism to the wolves by saving one of the barghests from its jaws. The manticore looked like it might provide some menace for a short period, but compliments given to his singing voice quickly swayed him from foe to friend. As for the bark-skinned, branch-horned Herlewin, he was just a poor lost fairy looking for his missing lantern to find his way back home.

There were two more strange creatures waiting for the party before they could see the Ravening Beast. The first was a wolf with an oddly intelligent gaze who was oddly protective of Edmund in particular, while the second was woodcutter with a dark secret: not only was he a werewolf (and a garwolf specifically, capable of keeping conscious control of himself while in wolf form), but he was the father of the Ravening Beast, having concieved the monster with a Fenrisbrood while stalking the woods. The mix of lycanthropic blood and the fenrisbrood's own potent Jotunn and wolf genes created a massive and unstable monster, one whose overactive metabolism meant its hunger could never be sated - an enormous predator who was doomed to starve no matter how much it ate till the day it died.

After slaying its dad, our heroes confronted the beast, and realized that its already unstable body had been pushed to a deadly extreme by swallowing one of the crown jewels. As the beast tried to devour them in a vain attempt to keep its body from eating itself, our heroes did the best they could to put it down gently, and comforted the monster that had chased them for so long as it passed out of this world and into the next.

[artificial-transmutations]

To break the chains

Father Matthew was a pious man. Of course, he believed in God, that was kind of a given for his profession. But he also, with all his heart believed in the humans around him.

This wasn't always easy, especially since he heard so many troubling confessions just about every day for 30 years now. There were people lying and stealing, men who cheated on their wives, women betraying their husbands. And, as father Matthew was painfully aware, these were just the ones actually making a confession. The vast majority of people didn't go to church, and probably didn't even consider that all of them made mistakes every day. He couldn't even blame them much.

Many of the rules his faith dictated him had to appear terribly outdated. Just today, a young man, probably around twenty years old, confessed with a trembling voice that he thought he might be gay.

Father Matthew sighed internally while tidying up his church. If Father Matthew were to make the rules, he would have told the young man to rejoice and be happy with who he was. But he didn't make the rules. That was a job for wiser men than him.

Still, or perhaps even because of these, he still believed in people. At the bottom of their heart, everyone always wanted to do good and be an awesome human being. There were just those, who let themselves stray from what was right. Or perhaps those people knew in their soul what was right but chose the wrong path to actually realize what was inside them.

He sighed again. He had told the young man to repent and pray to God for enlightenment, knowing full well that he wouldn't see that man again. This faith wouldn't give him the answers he was looking for, and sometimes, father Matthew wished he could change that.

But such thoughts were dangerous in itself and shouldn't be thought. Who was he to decide over the teachings of his faith?

Before leaving the church, he spoke a short prayer: "I wish, people were free from the chains that hold them from doing really good."

Unbeknownst to him, his prayer was heard, but not by the being he hoped. A mischievous sprite had flown by the window just in time to hear that wish and, after having a short look into the priests mind, chuckled to himself. Perhaps the good father should start with himself with his selfless wish.

"What?" Father Matthew asked confusedly as he turned back towards the church building. He looked at it carefully before finally seeing something strange. On one of the windows there seemed to be a small figure dancing away, waving its hands around. However, after Father Matthew shook his head and looked again, the figure was gone. Strange, but perhaps nothing more than a trick of the light. He shrugged his shoulder and started his long walk home.

After a few minutes however, Father Matthew began to feel strange. His robe didn't seem to fit as well as it used to and he had some trouble keeping his balance, using a street light to steady himself. Something was wrong with his robe! It should of course have long flowing sleeves, but right now, his thin and aging arms were bare, and the robe was sleeveless. Upon closer inspection, these weren't his arms as well. They had no freckles and the thin hairs he could see were dark and not gray like they should be. Also, the arms were far too muscular, like they belonged to someone who was used to physical labor or worked out a lot. Fascinatedly, he inspected his hands. They weren't rough and worked, but they were definitely young and strong - much younger than the rest of father Matthew, bare his new arms.

He brought his hands to his face and felt it. No wrinkles! His face had changed. The skin felt smoother and firmer, and apparently, he had a beard now. His hair was strong and had not receded. Judging from the color of his arm hairs, it was dark.

Suddenly, Matthew felt a breeze on his chest. When he looked down, he noticed that the top part of his robe had dissolved, leaving his torso bare. As he watched, however, he could see his body rejuvenating. His skin cleared up and at the same time, his chest and upper body became strong and firm with muscles. Matthew could see chest and body hair sprouting in, and a leather harness forming itself around his chest. What a curious piece of clothing!

His lower body was next to change. His legs grew thicker and stronger as did his feet. Soon enough, he saw that the bottom half of his robe also shift and change material. What had once been flowing fabric became hard and tight black leather, with a shine to it, as it became a form-fitting pair of leather pants. His shoes followed suit, becoming black leather boots.

Suddenly, Matthew felt a rush of testosterone. Before his very eyes, a large bulge formed in the leather pants, while he felt his underwear disappearing. The feeling of a stiff erection growing in front of him made him gasp with excitement. It wasn't just any kind of arousal though; this one felt different. This one felt... masculine. He moaned, as he couldn't stop himself thinking of sexy... men? He knew that wasn't right, but it was all he could think about. Why shouldn't it be right? He was gay, he was a gay man.

Matt gave his cock a playful tug through his leather pants. There would be enough chance tonight to get his dick wet. One of the patrons, or perhaps Jerome, the beefy black bouncer of the bar where Matt worked were always done for a good fuck.

But that was a thing for later - now it was time for work. Matt jogged the rest of the way until he reached the rainbow house, the gay bar Matt worked as a barkeeper. He loved his job, and he was damn good at it. People jokingly even called him "Father Matt" because he was such a good listener when people told him their problems. If there was one thing, he was certain of, though, it was that he loved people. They were amazing, all of them, at the bottom of their hearts.

[hello-from-nrc-infirmary]

Vern's Ceremonial Robes: Plants need sun

“The nature of your soul is…. Diasomnia”

The dark mirror’s choice seemed to make sense. At least, the other new fae students were also in the same dorm. His talent for defense and healing were probably the biggest contributors to the decision. However, he silently doubts his abilities could match most of the others in his dorm. It soon became clear to him that his own reservations would be the least of his concerns.

-A few months later-

The constant gloom and stormy atmosphere of the dorm made it difficult for Vern to sleep at night. At least, night was what he would call it when the dorm grew darker and the slight chill in the halls started to nip at his skin. He had decided to return to the dorm late that day. It was a small attempt to hopefully enjoy the sunlight before going to his dorm.

The glow of the fireplace caught his eye as he reached the lounge. He was familiar with the blazing anger of forest fires and had painfully danced with them. These flames were… different. Glancing at the time, he picks a spot on the sofa closest to the strange green flames. He only meant to watch them for a few moments. They were oddly calming. Blinking to break the hold they had on him, he opens his textbook, pausing to set the paper inside of it next to him. Vern was a little behind in history and was hoping to do some more catch.

Curfew was a loose term in Diasomnia. A majority of the fae he had met over the past week were mostly nocturnal, including his own roommates. Luckily, the one that was always around the dorm didn’t question Vern’s sleeping habits, or current lack of them. He told himself that it wasn’t his fault. The flashes of lightning through the windows were his silent reminder of the permanent storm.

An abrupt crash of thunder jolted his system. A wave of nausea and panic sent his heart racing as he tried to calm his breathing. The shadows in the room seemed longer and darker than before. His tie suddenly being loosened made him cast for vines to burst from the cracks in the floor.

“Dear me, you have quite the set of thorns on you.”

Vern blinks, trying to focus on who was in front of him.  “O-oh… Lilia? I’m umm… so sorry…”

“Knee hee, it’s quite alright. I must’ve given you quite the fright while you were in such a state.”

“I… um… y-yeah… I suppose you umm… did…”

“Knee hee, no worries. Had I wished, I could have been truly terrifying. But, what was it that caused your hair to gray?”

“M-my hair?! Ummm... h-has it really?!?!”

He frantically reaches up to pull some of his hair into view. Lilia's laughter was filtered to the back of his mind. Had... his magic gotten that low already? He goes quiet as flakes of what appear to be ash fall from a streak of gray.

Lilia calms down after Vern's face drops, “your appearance has only grown more sullen lately. Are a type of sprite?”

“O-oh… umm… y-yes, I’m a Spring Sprite from the Phant- ummmm… I mean, the Paradise Mountains.”

“Ah, yes. Spring Sprites haven’t been seen in Briar Valley for a few hundred years.”

“Yeah…. my mother told me um… stories about the ummm… conflicts that drove her to umm… leave. She settled in the um… Phantasia Montes….”

“Goodness, she sounds like quite the globetrotter. I’d love to hear some of the tales she has.”

“Yeah... she umm… was, “ Vern smiles sadly, “I can umm… do my best to um… recall them for you sometime. I was quite umm… young when I was told about them.”

“That’d be lovely! Ah, right, do you know who this dorm transfer form belongs to?”

Vern’s amber eyes widen at the paper, “o-oh, umm… that’s mine, I guess..”

He gently takes it and looks it over for the thousandth time that week.

“You plan on transferring dorms? May I inquire why?”

“It’s my umm… roommates’ suggestion. You um… mentioned that I appear umm… sullen? It’s from the ummm…. atmosphere here, I think. It’s not um… very nourishing for diurnal fae, especially a Spring Sprite.”

“Ah, that does explain why students have found you nodding off at various times of the day.”

Vern nods, “yes. My only umm.. challenge is that I um… don’t know which dorm to transfer to.”

Lilia crosses an arm across himself while lifting the opposite hand towards his chin.

“Hmmm.... Which ones are you considering?”

“Octavinelle seemed like a ummm… decent option, with the um.. spirit of benevolence but…" Vern shakes his head, "their dorm is ummm… underwater.”

“And plants need sun to flourish. Have you considered Pomefiore? Malleus has mentioned that your knowledge of potions is inimitable.”

Vern blinks at that, his cheeks tinting pink, “o-oh… umm… I appreciate the praise. I… hadn’t um… considered it. I’m ummm… not one for um…. fashion and umm… curses, but… perhaps Pomefiore would...”

He goes quiet for a few minutes before smiling, “your insight is umm… truly helpful. It is um…. A bit late for ummm… me, though.”

“Khee hee hee, yes! Youngsters do need their sleep,” Lilia snickers.

Vern giggles, “yeah… umm…. have a good night.”

He hurries out of the lounge, not wanting to stop until the door of his dorm was shut behind him. His white-haired roommate hadn’t noticed his return thanks to his headphones. Leaning against the sturdy wood, he looks back at the transfer form in his hand.

“Pomefiore…” he mumbles to himself, a small smile tugging at his lips, “I think… yes… that will do nicely”

[coffinkissez]

noble bell npc hcs

me n @localanimeidiot’s hcs that we’ve been working on since like…. mid October 😭😭 sprite edits were done by us both

robinette auclair - student council aide

transfem lesbian <3 18 NO IDEA what a student council aide does but I googled it and got… nothing! so in my mind she does what a treasurer does which is maintain financial records / work with the budget / plan fundraisers etc she lives close to the school in the city with her mother <3 they originally lived in a small town near fleur city when she was little and moved after the death of Robin’s father to be closer to family and so her mother could get a better job her mom either owns a local business or works high up in a big one and helps sponsor school events + taught Robin how to handle money properly and is partially why Robin got the treasurer spot very silly but also very competent has a gf based off of esmerelda ‼️ CANNOTTT flirt for shit tho. girl is NOT smooth she is very fashionable though :]

august lavigne - student council vice president

transmasc 18 as well gay and in love with Rollo Flamme 🤢 idk it’s just a silly (not) unrequited crush he’ll probably get over it hopefully Lives in that same small town mentioned before, more specifically though it’s based on the town from beauty and the beast and we hc Vargas to be from there along with many ocs!! his family owns a small winery that dates back a few generations his family is HUGE tons of cousins aunts and uncles etc has a tooth gap and is insecure about it, covers his mouth partially when he laughs. he had braces to fix it, but stopped wearing his retainer after and the gap came back his home is like… an hour drive from nbc so he stays in the dorms

best friends !!!

were originally childhood friends when they were little they would play in the vineyards together <3 WERE HEARTBROKEN WHEN ROBIN HAD TO MOVE <//3 they don’t recognize each other when they meet again at NBC, but they do become fast friends one day one of them shows a childhood photo and the other goes… “HEY THATS ME” …/hj probably bc they were little still identified with their agab and added to the whole not recognizing each other thing attached at the hip it’s rare to see them without the other because robins family lives in the city she’ll go back to her home over the weekends instead of staying at the dorms and her mom insists August stays with them <3 her mom ADORES august rollo not so much Augusts family returns this kindness and invites Robin and her mom over during holiday breaks <3 overall very wholesome

…

greenish-black hair? yellow eyes??? bird name???? potential history of deadbeat dadism?????? ( cough malleus cough ) MAYBE HER DAD ISNT DEAD /j 😭😭 I pinky promise Crowley isn’t her dad

if anyone actually read this who wants part two and three 😬😬 also I posted this unedited and unchecked so if there’s any errors do please ignore

[patchwork-crow-writes]

It's so specific but I love the idea of Ralsei loving makeup and me having the headcannon for his room to at least have a dressing table for makeups XD

I would love to see this explored in chapter 3 by something VERY specific which is... That dragon book!?! You know that book that Asriel have?? The "How to draw dragons" book?

So, when we go to the library, Berdly says that the dragon in the cover has a mauve skin, and has lipstick. Since this book it's on Kris' house... and there is a small description of the character, I wouldn't doubt that this dragon will be in chapter 3 as a backstage makeup artist or something related to it due to the chapter's tv and show theme!!

With this I kinda thought about when this dragon gets to meet Ralsei, starts to likes him a lot and treats him like a little prince like he deserves?? Or their favorite between Kris and Susie, but also for the familiarity with goat monsters since their book was Asriel's ?!

Idk but if it'll be like this, I would love the Ralsei and makeup thing more explored because of this dragon!! Honestly, I think it would even help Ralsei to know better who he is and discover more hobbies with that!

I mean... you've seen those peepers, haven't you?

Bro definitely spends two hours every day making sure his makeup is perfect for when the lightners visit XD And for sure, it'd be cute as heck if a character in a future chapter acknowledges that aspect of him and rizzes him up for it. Heaven knows our boy could do with a little pampering and positive reinforcement!

As for whether that character would be the "How to Draw Dragons" dragon? Could be, honestly! Your idea of them being a makeup artist for a TV show is a good one! Personally, however, I think that'll have another role to play, if you'll humour my thought-process a moment.

I have a feeling - and I'm sure I'm not alone in thinking this - that Asriel didn't borrow that book for himself, but for Kris. We know that Azzy doted on his little sibling, so if they put him up to it because they were too embarrassed, then he'd definitely do something like that for them. The other thing is, we know that Kris is quite fond of Susie, even before they become proper friends in Chapter 1. And she's a purple dragon, the same as the dragon on the front cover of the book...

Anyway! With this in mind, I think this dragon, should they make an appearance as a darkner, is going to end up messing the current fun gang dynamic up something fierce. Susie's gonna look at this and realise she's Kris's "type", which'll probably end up making her feel weird after the whole Noelle thing back in Chapter 2. And then I feel that Ralsei's also gonna put two and two together, which is probably going to make him feel worthless when he realises that Kris only has eyes for Susie and not him. I think it could be an interesting way to develop the continuing theme of love/romance in Deltarune, and in particular the "perception versus reality" aspect of it, as the "How To Draw Dragons" book would likely end up looking like a more sexualised version of Susie, what with the lipstick and the... immodest dress. I haven't developed this thought all that much, but your ask made me think about it for the first time, so thank you!

To get back to your ask (sorry for the massive tangent!) - yeah, I think there is a lot more we could learn about Ralsei through his hobbies, including any new ones he might pick up. He does have a LOT of hobbies, it seems, from cooking to crocheting and interior decorating, and he can sing! Going by his jaw-droppingly gorgeous no-glasses sprite above, I think we could add master make-up artist to that list as well! And yeah, it'd definitely be amazing to see those hobbies being used as a way for Ralsei to discover more about himself :)

Thanks so much for the thought-provoking ask! :D

[cloudpools]

✨ - for your muse to catch mine shirtless . [ Blythe catching Gurin ]

Misc Action Memes || ⚜Not Accepting⚜

✨ - for your muse to catch mine shirtless . [ Blythe catching Gurin ]

Sneaking him into her room had been one thing. Letting him stay the night??? INSANITY. Yet here they were. In Blythe's room. Gurin, despite his better judgment and every fiber of his being screaming that he was in DANGER, and Blythe. Almost always innocent, yet she knew exactly what she was doing when she stared up at him, eyes sparkling. Blinking. Begging. Pale, plump lips pouting. Parting (not that he was staring at those or anything!!!!).

“I- I know Christmas isn’t really c- celebrated here, but it’s s- special to me, and I… I d- don’t want to spend it alone. I- I've already made sure the water sprites will w- warn us if anyone comes. I- It's safe, I- I promise. A- and I have a g- gift for you. S- so, if you’d like to… Y- you could stay here? W- we could spend Christmas t- together… Just us?”

Fuck.

It was Christmas Eve, and they had already had quite the eventful evening. From having bumped into one another earlier in the day, Gurin flawlessly haphazardly redirecting her attempts to... to KISS him, to the stressful negotiations that followed. Gurin swore that Zeyrfial was staring daggers through him while Ukolai and the Weaver of Memories postured over quality and prices of gems. Thank the gods they hadn't actually manifested, but it still made his scar itch to be in the same room as the archdemon... And yet the image of Blythe's disappointment from earlier weighed on him even more, seared into his mind, guilt wreaking havoc on his thoughts as the deliberations continued...

Blythe had been grateful to Taethea for sprucing up the manor for the holiday, but it seemed her master was not so kind as to give his staff the day off... Which Blythe supposed made sense. She was probably the only one here who celebrated. Luckily, Zeyrfial had told her she was free to do as she pleased on Christmas day, so she didn't dare complain as she buzzed about the manor, finishing up her chores and tasks, while in between making deals with the water sprites to secretly bring Gurin to meet her in her quarters once the work was done and he could safely break away from his entourage.

Confusion from being called away, fear that it was to a more menacing end, those emotions quickly melted into a mixture of relief and panic as the water sprites dispersed, the door before him opening to reveal Blythe. The small girl was quick to pull him inside, shutting the door gently behind him.

And here they were.

The beaming smile she'd given him when he'd agreed to stay was gift enough, but in her usual fashion, Blythe was fawning over him, pushing him into her private bath to freshen up before bed. Bed... In the silence of the bathroom, Gurin's panicking raged on. Why was it so gods damn hard to say no to her? Why did he make stupid decisions when she was around? Why were the uniforms here so. Damn. Cute?! He was so lost in his thoughts that he'd forgotten she'd said she'd be right back with a change of clothes (Why did she have men's clothing??? And why did that annoy him a little????), and a towel, clawed fingers having already removed his top, revealing the scars left over from their first meeting.

Gurin jumps as gentle hands trace the tender skin. "O- oh! I- I'm sorry! I d- didn't mean to scare y- you!!! I- I just-" Gurin whips around to face her. She looked like a present herself, donning the cutest pajamas he had ever seen. A red velvet nightgown with puffy white trim. In the other hand, she had a matching shirt and pants set for him (a gift from her magical closet) and the aforementioned towel. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. What was he doing? What was she doing?!

Guilt-ridden emerald eyes glance over his scars once more, before she places the clothes and towel on the sink. "Y- you can u-use whatever y- you'd like. A- also, i- if there's anything y- you need, y- you just n- need to th- think about it and it sh- should pop up. I- I've n- never had a- anyone e- else try it b- before th- though... s- so if you need a- anything, please l- let me know..." She trails off, fidgeting a bit as she makes her way out, peeking back for a moment to catch one last look at the half-naked demon in her bathroom.

Well. Zeyrfial had said she could do whatever she wanted with her time off. Smiling and giving him a small nervous wave, she left him to his own devices in the bathroom, giddily waiting for his return.