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cuddl3s4shur1 · 9 months

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•𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐄! 42 Miles x F! Y/N

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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:Miles gets a new car and shows you some built in features he made for you

𝐀/𝐍: Tiktok will always give me ideas 🫶🏾

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:Fluff, Cute Sorry if the Spanish is ass (its apples fault)

Home was very much homing. Relaxing on the couch while watching High School Musical was just right.

But than you heard a car horn which you thought came from the movie until you got a call from miles

Mi mundo🌎🫶🏾 (My world) Is Calling...

You answer the phone call wondering what he needed from you

“Mami, ven afuera“ (Mama come outside)

Before you could ask why he beeped his horn at you.

You put on some quick slippers and open the door to go outside.

You open the door to see he got a new car , A Black Hell Cat, On the passenger side windshield , it says your name

“Y/n“ in purple text , you smiled when you seen that . He started to get out the car with his smirking smile

You open the regular and the screen door , so you can get rid of the small barrier

“You like it?“ He asks you as you walk to him and the car with a smile

“Sí, millas, lo hago“ (Yes Miles I do) You say as you reach in for a hug

He hugs you tight as he towers over you in height

“Hay más que eso“ (Theres More than that) He tells you in a whisper tone , his accent coming out harder than usual

You look at him “theres more” you question him . He nods and grabs your hand and takes you to the passenger side.

You look at the car handle , to see your name engraved on it.

“Miles my name engraved on the handle” you tell him

“Oh I know” He smiles and opens the car door for you.

“You can get in” he tells you

You get in the car , to see what he wanted to show you now. You look up at the visor to see your name in purple on it .

You open it to see the mirror, it was 2 extra ones on the sides . Something fell out and you look to see what it was.

It was a little envelope

To: My passenger princess

“The passenger side is your seat of royalty.Everytime your in the front on passenger side . Never the driver or in the back because I know how you like it. I will always make sure your comfortable. Look in the back ;)”

you read the note , as you smiled . You put it back in the envelope and looked in the backseat .

It was a bouquet, with black purple and magenta flowers. You grab the flowers and smile.

You get out the car “you didn’t have to get me flowers” you tell him

“And why not, I got flowers for my princess and…”

he goes quiet as he shows a tiara. He placed it on your head but it couldn’t fit that much so it leaned.

“A tiara miles, oh your so extra” you say as you give him a kiss on the cheek

“Where’s the rest of the kiss” he asks you , while you walk away from him to go back inside the house.

“You’ll get it later Prince” you say as you give him a curtsy and eye roll .

You make it inside the house and put the flowers inside a vase . As you make it back to the door . You see he got back in the driver seat and was about leave .

He honked the car 3 times to tell you

I love you

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cal-flakes · 10 months

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omg can you do dealer rafe where reader and wheez are making daisy chains and he realises he loves her

HOLY MOTHER MARY OF GOD I LOVE THIS!!!!

╰┈➤ dealer!rafe finally realised how much you mean to him.

warnings: just pure fluff.

summary: rafe watches y/n making daisy chains with wheezie.

the sun beamed down on tannyhill as she lounged in the garden, sipping on an iced latte.

soft footed patters rolled into the garden as wheezie looked around for her. spotting y/n, surrounded by the bright flower beds which complimented her tanned skin beautifully, she headed over.

“hey y/n, do you want to make daisy chains with me?” she asked sheepishly, used to being turned down.

y/n smiled up at the youngest cameron, setting her drink down. “ooh! i love making daisy chains!” she proclaimed, pushing herself up from the lounger.

“i think we should make flower jewellery for the party this weekend..” wheezie suggested, following behind y/n while she inspected the flowers in the corner.

“i think that’s a great idea wheez! now, which colours do you wanna use?” she twisted her face to think.

after picking an abundance of flowers from the back of the garden, the two girls settled in the middle, cross legged.

their fingers worked fast to loop each flower with another, the amount of necklaces piling up quickly. they’d each made a flower crown for each other, now wearing them like royalty.

“i think you should make one for rafe, he’d look great in pink!” wheezie laughed, throwing her head back hysterically.

“good choice! maybe a bit of purple in there too?” y/n joked, eyebrows raised in amusement.

their fit of giggles caught rafe’s attention, leaning over the balcony to get a look at what was so funny.

the stoic expression forever plastered on his face softened slightly as he took in the scene before him. his girlfriend’s bright smile caught his eye as he watched the girls roll around on the floor, menacing laughter surrounding them.

rafe was completely enamoured by her, she fit in so well with him and everything around him. including his little sister, who he also had a little soft spot for. so, to watch them get along made his heart swell.

“i think someone’s spying on you..” wheezie smirked, motioning a discreet hand to rafe’s balcony.

y/n glanced up quickly, sighing lovingly as she caught him staring.

“i think you should give him his new bracelet, he’ll love it! wheezie squealed, nudging y/n.

“oh absolutely! do we have enough necklaces for the party now?” she asked, not wanting to abandon their fun. a thumbs up from wheezie sent y/n on her way.

her sandals smacked against the wooden floor as she made her way to rafe’s room, alerting him she was near.

she found him on the balcony, now sat on his phone. “hey, i have a surprise for you!” y/n giggled, clutching the magenta bracelet behind her back. “oh yeah? what’s that?”

setting her drink down on the glass table, she stepped closer. “are you ready?”

rafe chuckled, nodding as he stared up at her in awe. he sat still in anticipation while she brought her hands back around slowly, intent on making him wait. “i made you…” she held her cupped hands out proudly “a bracelet!”

“this is for me?” he gasped, feigning shock as he held his arm out for her to put it on.

after the small struggle of fitting the bracelet over his hand, he held it up to his face, smiling. “you think this is my colour?” he joked, mocking her choice of a bright pink. “hey! it bring out your eyes..” she pouted, settling on his knee.

her face twisted into a small frown as he failed to say anything else, his eyes falling on hers.

he almost couldn’t think of the words to describe how he felt in that moment, he just knew he’d never felt like this before, with anyone.

“i love you so much y/f/n, like, a lot” he grinned, stroking her arm gently. her mouth opened slightly as her breath hitched.

she’s waited so long to hear him say it that she’d almost completely forgotten that she never had either.

“i love you too rafe, this much!” she giggled again, holding her arms out as wide as they could go.

he chuckled at hee childlike behaviour, pulling her in a for a soft kiss, his hands trailing her waist.

“finally!” a small voice squeaked from below them. the pair broke into fits of laughter as they realised wheezie had heard the whole thing, still counting the flower necklaces.

turning back to eachother, she eyed the bracelet on his wrist.

“you really gonna wear that?” amused at the thought. rafe nodded immediately. “absolutely princess…”

and that he did. big scary rafe cameron wore it like a medal on his wrist, begging her to make him a new one every he accidentally snapped it, which was a lot.

#rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x fem!reader #outer banks #rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #obx #dom!rafe #rafecameron #rafe obx #soft!dom rafe #dealer!rafe

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doodlegraveyard · 9 months

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Tecna and Musa are my two most sci-fi-y designs of the Winx girls so I was working on them in conjunction; I really wanted to exaggerate the shapes of their silhouettes (and yes these are their base winx forms lol. Enchantix is a whole other problem I’ll figure out when I’m set on the base designs)

[image description: designs for tecna and musa. Tecna is in a purple bodysuit with large boots and gauntlets trimmed in like green comet-tail spikes. Her helmet is in the shape of a shooting star. Musa’s outfit is a red and magenta poncho obscuring her face and figure over a pink and red bodysuit patterned with jagged lines like an audio spike or pulse line. Her wings are jagged like lighting bolts and her headphones have fairy-wing like antennas. End description.]

#winx club #winx redesign #winx tecna #winx musa #fairy

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peachdues · 9 months

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Phantasmagoria -- the final teaser

Sanemi x F!reader modern AU

Enjoy the opening scene of the final part of Phantasmagoria!

CW: descriptions of Douma getting his ass beat (deserved); reference to the implied attempted SA in part 2.

The Party on 52nd Street (Sanemi's POV)

Sanemi couldn’t bring himself to say that he regretted how he’d ended up in handcuffs. Sure, his knuckles were bruised to shit and covered in blood that was and was not his, but at least his face was still a hell of a lot prettier than the sniveling, cowardly asshole curled onto his side on the gravel outside his house.

Granted, the severe swelling of Douma’s face was because of Sanemi, but truthfully, he thought it was an improvement. By the time Sanemi had been yanked off of the barely conscious, campus-resident creep, those freakish, multi-colored eyes had been so blackened and swollen, it was a wonder that Douma had even been able to see the cops swarming his living room at all.

Sanemi knew the only reason his ass wasn’t being thrown into the back of the police cruiser waiting out behind Douma’s hellhole was because Tengen had been the one to escort him out. And, because the local police had been itching to bust Douma for his little drug operation for months, Douma had been hauled out as well, handcuffed for good measure (and for insult) by Tengen.

It also helped that Douma was a dumbass, who’d sent the incriminating photos of his assault on Y/N to the groupchat that included all three of Tengen’s partners. Once he was sure they were safely out of view of spectators and witnesses giving statements to the other responding officers inside, Tengen took care to slam the greasy asshole to the ground, getting a few good kicks in as Douma curled pathetically against the asphalt.

“I will sue your ass,” Douma wheezed as he struggled to catch his breath. Through the purple black swells of his eyesockets, Sanemi could just make out the sliver of jewel-toned irises as they glared in his direction. “The whore fucking wanted it rough.”

Sanemi lunged for the smirking bastard where he lay, ready to stomp the fucker’s face in once and for all, but Tengen roughly threw him back against the side of his cruiser before he could.

“He’s trying to rile you up. Don’t fall for his shit,” Tengen’s magenta eyes were full of warning as he held Sanemi back. “He was stupid enough to send proof of the assault; ain’t no way in hell anyone buys that it was consensual.”

But Sanemi could only see red, the image of Y/N’s tear-streaked and terrified face burned permanently into his brain, worse than any scar that he bore on his skin.

“I don’t give a fuck, it’s working,” Sanemi snarled, struggling against Tengen’s iron-clad grip on him. “I want him fucking dead.”

“Y/N needs you not to be in prison. Don’t you two have something goin’ on?” Tengen shot back hotly. The young cop’s words stilled Sanemi’s struggle against the police cruiser, his fury deflating slightly.

As Kyojuro’s car had jumped the curb in front of the house, both boys agreed to split up once inside the house. Kyojuro was tasked with retrieving Y/N from wherever Akaza had hid her, because Sanemi had viciously vowed that he would be the one dealing with Douma.

And so, he had.

Party attendants had taken one look at Sanemi’s stony face as he’d made his way through the house to the main living room and parted, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire of the violence promised in his eyes.

He’d found Douma, standing back near the speakers that crackled with some out-of-date, heavy bass music, laughing like he hadn’t a care in the world. Those monstrous eyes had met Sanemi’s for only a split second, but the delighted malice they beheld was enough to make Sanemi want nothing more than to make the monster bleed.

Douma’s answering smile had been brief, unable to withstand the smash of his fist as the enraged Sanemi knocked him to the ground and lunged to pin him down.

Kyojuro’s car was long gone by the time Sanemi and Douma had been dragged out of that party house of horrors by Tengen in handcuffs, Sanemi smirking at the way Tengen kicked at the whimpering bastard’s feet every few steps. But that meant that Sanemi had no idea how Y/N was even doing – or whether she’d sustained more serious injuries than what Douma had shown off.

He didn’t want to think about what else might have happened in that room. If he did, Douma would surely not survive the impending ride to the police station. Sanemi knew, however, that Tengen was right, however much it pissed him off. Y/N was the priority here, not him or his righteous, violent fury. He would restrain himself – for her. Nonetheless, Sanemi felt a rush of gratitude for the young cop, who, despite cautioning Sanemi away from ripping the cretin apart once and for all, spat directly on Douma’s bruised, bleeding face.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #sanemi shinazugawa #uzui tengen #kny #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kny sanemi #sanemi x reader #kny tengen #tengen uzui #demon slayer fic #kny fic #kny smut #demon slayer smut #hashira smut #hashira au

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flowersandbigteeth · 1 year

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You make a deal with your demon Madame

General Plot: You try to give yourself to a brothel but the Madame has something else in mind

This is just half a fever dream I had about Lethia

Demon (Lethia) x virgin female reader

Word count: 1.5K

W: a bit of gore and heavier horror elements, minor character death, sfw nakedness, sfw monster fluff, yandere vibe

“All right, pop off the top, lemme see the tits,” the madame said, leaning against her desk, her long magenta legs, wrapped in skin tight leather pants, stretched out in front of her, ending with black Louboutin stilettos. She was a massive demon, looking down at you even leaning with gold eyes.

Her black horns stretched back over cropped purple hair and full black lips twisted with annoyance as she examined a long nail, bored. She hadn’t even looked at you properly when her secretary had led you in, just telling you to strip.

You trembled in front of her slowly unbuttoning one button at a time, tears on the edge of your lashes.

“Jesus Christ…where do they get these girls?” she snapped, standing suddenly and fluttering her leathery black wings in annoyance. She crossed the room and loomed over you, tipping your chin up with her finger and searching your face.

“Who sent you here, doll? Was it your daddy? Uncle?” she asked.

“Uncle,” you sputtered, wondering how she’d guessed which family member was waiting in the lobby to see that you didn’t try and run.

She smiled at you, revealing her large fangs, turning your face to examine you.

“You’re a pretty one, I’ll give him that,” she said, her smile dropping to a grimace, “but I don’t take unwilling girls. The clients like enthusiastic servers, not sobbing virgins. Tell ‘im I said we’re full.”

You shook your head vigorously. Your uncle would do bad things to you if you went back. When you’d refused his advances he’d dragged you into this brothel and told you if you didn’t want him to touch you, you could earn your living with the common men as a whore.

“Please don’t make me go back,” you pleaded, grabbing her hand suddenly, “I don’t have anywhere else to go and he’ll make it…hurt if I go back…I’ll do it. Whatever you want. Just please…”

Tears leaking down your cheeks, you quickly fumbled with the buttons to open your shirt. Her warm hands stopped you.

“What’s your name, doll,” she asked, her eyes drifting over your shoulders as she gingerly unbuttoned and slipped the shirt off of you.

“(Y/N),” you murmured, trembling.

She picked you up by the waist and set you on her desk, her gaze roaming over your body as she slipped you out of your shoes, socks, and pants, frowning at the plain, ratty underwear you were wearing.

“Stay here,” she ordered, leaving you on her desk, your legs dangling over the edge.

When she returned she was holding some scraps of fabric.

“I’ll agree to take you on, but you have to be completely obedient and totally loyal to me,” she said, tipping your face up so you were looking in her eyes, “a deal with a demon is forever. Are you sure you can agree to that? You’ll belong to me, completely. Maybe I’m worse than your uncle.”

“Please,” you said, “I said I would do anything.”

Maybe you weren’t really considering the weight of her words, but you were desperate to escape your uncle. The idea of his disgusting hands all over you was intolerable. She hummed at you and nodded, wrapping her hand around your neck. You almost immediately worried if you’d made a mistake when her hand tightened for just a moment and pain strangled you. You coughed at the sudden sensation, but almost as soon as it had begun it was over.

“Look,” she said, carrying the mirror she had in the corner over to you so you could see. What looked like maybe a scar, two or three shades lighter than your natural skin tone had formed a pretty arabesque pattern around your neck.

“That means you belong to me body and soul. I’ll always be able to find you,” she said, “my name is Lethia, but you address me as ma’am.”

She waited for you to respond.

“Yes, ma’am,” you said shakily.

Satisfied, she turned her attention to what was left of your clothes, tearing the threadbare fabric with a flick of her long fingers.

“You’ll wear what I tell you to from now on,” she said, helping you into the bit of cloth she’d been holding.

It wasn’t much, just a one piece pink teddy that dipped almost to your belly button in the front and was decorated with white lace. She smiled as she pulled delicate white knee high stockings up your legs. You felt the brush of her fingertips on your inner knees in your core and shuddered.

Taking her time, she cleaned up your cheeks from all of your crying and dusted iridescent glitter on your them before putting your hair up in a high ponytail with a bow.

Your heart fluttered as she worked on you. She was so incredibly pretty, like no one you'd ever met before. Her almond shaped eyes were a lovely ultraviolet and when she focused she stuck her pink tongue out just a bit.

Elegantly arched eyebrows were furrowed while she brushed frosted pink eyeliner over your eyes and drew a tiny heart underneath each one. Her fingers were long and strong, tipped with pointed black nails. When she was done she dusted your nose with blush and you both giggled when you sneezed.

You tried to keep your eyes on her face and not let them drift down to the cleavage pressed neatly together by the shiny black corset top she was wearing. Instead, you kept them trained on the tattoos featuring famous female monsters on her bare arms and shoulders. There was a sphynx, a siren, and a harpy, beautifully depicted in ink, amongst others.

“Perfect,” she said when she was happy you were properly dolled up, taking one hand in her larger one and kissing it. You blinked and turned scarlet.

That didn't distract you for long. Now that you were dressed, you felt the weight of your words. You’d promised to do anything she said under a brothel roof. Soon you’d have to start earning your keep.

“Come on, doll,” she said, placing you on the floor, “you stay behind me.”

You felt naked, because you practically were, padding into the waiting room of her office where your uncle was seated.

He grinned like a wolf when he saw you.

“She good for ya?” he asked, his eyes eating you up in your skimpy outfit.

You huddled behind Lethia, trying to hide yourself.

“(Y/N) is perfect for me,” she said, evenly, “she’s as delicate and sweet as a butterfly and I wouldn’t have her any other way.”

Your cheeks flooded with color at the compliments, even though you didn’t really know why she was saying those things.

“I’m curious why you are still here. It’s my understanding you dropped her off here because you didn’t want to feed her anymore,” she said, cocking her head to the side a bit.

Your uncle nodded.

“She’s an adult now. The girl has to start earning her way. You understand,” he said, “wanted to make sure her financial interests are being seen to. I know how these kinds of places work and I’ll be taking her checks to make sure her money is handled properly.”

Lethia chuckled, which lit up her beautiful face.

“Why don’t I set you up with a special girl for bringing (Y/N) to me? A pretty, virgin prize like her deserves a reward and my girl Nessa loves men like you. She’ll show you a good time,” she said.

Lethia led your uncle down a hallway then a long flight of stairs with you trailing nervously behind. You didn’t want to be in your uncle’s presence any longer than necessary and you were worried about your first performance. Would you cry? Would the man be nice to you? Would it hurt? Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. You glanced back up at your uncle and shuddered.

She weirdly led you to a room with a large one way window in it. It wasn’t immediately obvious that’s what it was, but it only took you a moment to figure it out. Your uncle, however, was much too interested in the woman in the room to notice the space itself or even when Lethia shut the door behind him and led you to the viewing area down another hall.

The woman sitting on the bed in the lovely room looked like an angel made flesh. She had long blonde hair, flowing over her flawless, creamy skin. Her body was the ideal of antiquity, soft and carefully crafted into voluptuous curves. She lounged on the bed like a goddess from a Renaissance painting.

You didn’t particularly want to watch your uncle have sex, but there was something about the woman that was so hard to turn away from. You watched in some sort of sick trance as he eagerly undressed and made his way to her. She gave him a small smile and took him in her arms.

At first, the embrace seemed gentle and reverent. She caressed his bald head and examined him as if he were the sweetest child. It was horrifying. Something was wrong about her. You couldn’t place it. She was lovely and soft, beautiful, but…then the screaming started. At first nothing seemed different but your uncle’s blood was pooling on the floor.

Finally you saw what was causing him pain. Her hair was…eating him. It wound around his naked body, writhing like a snake, the fibers slicing little pieces off and absorbing them into the greater mass all while she had this placid smile on her face, looking at him reverently. Blood poured from his body as it was slowly being fileted.

You couldn’t watch anymore, grabbing Lethia’s leg and burying your face in it and whimpering.

She chuckled.

“Oh I’m sorry, doll,” she cooed, “I should have known you’d be sensitive to things like this, but you’re going to have to get used to it. This is how we deal with problems here, understand?”

You nodded into her leg, understanding completely. She sighed picking you up, shielding your face from the gore.

“But I won’t make you watch,” she assured you, carrying you away from your uncle’s sobbing screams, “let’s get on with it. We’ve got work to do.”

You sniffled in her arms, your tears making sparkly streaks down your cheeks, overwhelmed.

“What’s wrong, babe?” she asked, turning your head to catch your gaze, “you’re really that upset over that slime?”

You shook your head, unsuccessfully trying to control your tears. You were aware you were probably ruining all the make up Lethia had worked so hard on, but she didn't seem to care in the least. She pulled a lacey black handkerchief from between her breasts and wiped the pink make up and glitter away.

“Then what is it?” she asked.

“I’m scared,” you admitted, “f-for my first time with a man...I’ve never done it before.”

She laughed in your face, which made your stomach drop like a cold stone. Of course, you were being precious and silly. For some reason disappointing her made you even more ashamed then the embarrassment at admitting you were a virgin. Continuing to wipe your tears away she smothered her giggles.

“Honey, no man is ever going to lay a finger on you,” she said, “you belong to me. If anyone, man, woman, or nb, ever touches you other than myself, tell me and we feed them to Nessa, okay?”

You nodded, the darkness clearing from your face. If only Lethia was going to touch you...well, that didn't seem so bad. If Lethia was going to take your virginity...the idea kind of made your skin warm and sparkle.

“Say yes ma’am,” she prompted you, drawing you from your thoughts.

“Yes ma’am!” you agreed enthusiastically, without thinking to be more demure.

She grinned.

“You are so good and obedient,” she praised, making you preen, “you and I are going to get along just fine, doll.”

#monster romance #monster girlfriend #monster x girl #demon x reader #female monster #female demon #female yandere #yandere x reader #monster fluff #yandere fluff

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blissxjj · 4 months

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HEARTSTEEL!KAYN X READER!Y/N

This is a story about you and Kayn, you have dated for three years back when he was in the order later you two moved away and lived alone in a small house but things changed when Kayn left you for a career! He joined a band and you never saw him again after that you moved on with your life and lived there alone but your paths crossed one more time as faith wanted you to be together

You woke up at 5 in the morning and took a quick shower before heading out, it's been two years since you and Kayn broke up and you managed to find other ways to cheer yourself up believe it or not that was to cook and bake sweet things like pies and cookies, you were currently on your way to the market place as you held a basket in your hand you had this habit of picking up flower because you loved making bouquets and scatter them around your house in beautiful vases, after all Ionia was very unique when it came to nature!

Few minutes of walking and picking came to an end as you finally reached your destination, the market place was full! More than usual actually so many people and so many things

You started picking necessary ingredients and then you made your way around and looked at all the new things they sell things like decorations, furniture and vases!

You looked around until you noticed a beautiful necklace on one of the many tables as you made your way to the stall bumping onto people and people bumping into you

'Wow!' You couldn't help but admire it

"This is a very rare piece it's a magical stone that will unit you with your soulmate" the seller spoke

You looked up at him then back down at the necklace, of course you didn't believe that the necklace was capable of such thing but it was beautiful and definitely worth buying!

"How much?"

*Time pass*

You walked back in the market place with the necklace dangling from your neck, it was a beautiful Amber color that mached your clothes, you couldn't help but wonder if it truly will unit you with someone that will actually love you and not break your heart

You noticed in front of you another stall with beautiful bouquets of flower better than the ones you make, as you kept looking at the stall and not paying attention to what's in front of you you collided with someone

You were pushed back and quick to apologize

"Watch where you are going" a very harsh and deep voice said to you

You look up ready to bite back but you found yourself looking at the man instead of defending yourself

He was tall and...handsome? He had a pink/magenta and purple hair he wore a crop top that revealed his great abs and he was wearing a black eye patch with a very punky style

"I...am so sorry i was looking at the flowers and didn't notice you forgive me" and you walked away beside him fast, as you passed him you felt his gaze on your skin and you walked away not wanting to see the flowers anymore

You walk back home and immediately go to the kitchen to start cooking something, after about an hour your pie was ready you put it at the window so it can cool down faster as you made some flower crowns to pass time

You couldn't help your mind but to drift to the image of the guy from the market he looked like a celebrity and he definitely was not from the village maybe a passer-by or...whatever

It's not like you care, you are done with relationships that are made of glass and you didn't want another man in your life you had to be wise and choose the right one for you this time you are not falling for a random man you saw for one minute in the market place that is not happening

It's definitely the necklace's effect it wants me to fall for som-

"OMG MY NECKLACE!!??" You screamed as you noticed the necklace was nowhere to be seen you ran outside to the same path you walked to try and find the necklace again

You looked for so long and still no use, it was getting dark and it was hard to see properly

"Damn it! It was expensive and i couldn't even get used to it before it got lost"

You say to yourself out loud

"This necklace?" A familiar voice said

You turn around and see the same guy from the market as you made eye contact with him your head was quick to drop down because of your shy nature that prevented you from making eye contact with anyone for too long

As you walk closer to him you say looking at your necklace in his hand rather than his face

"Thank you i was looking for it, where did you find it?"

"It fell when you bumped into me earlier, you left before i could give it to you" he said extending his hand out to you

You grab it and tried to leave but the stranger grabbed your wrist, you turn around and look at him in the eyes, for a second, you felt like you recognized him

"Let me go" you said in a slightly warning voice

He looked disappointed for a second before his poker face was on again

"I am new here and i don't have anywhere to stay could i please stay with you?" His question made you uncomfortable...so uncomfortable that you just said 'No' and walked away

He stood there looking at you as you left back to your home suddenly you stop and look back at him

It was awkward and weird the staring contest was done the moment you muttered a quite 'Kayn?'

His mouth gave a faint smile and he took off his eye patch and you immediately recognized Rhaast's eye it was definitely Kayn

And suddenly a million question came to your head but none came out as your mouth felt paralyzed and your eyes started to water

You turn around on your heel and walked away crying

Kayn was not surprised from your reaction and followed behind you trying to explain himself

"Please listen to me i know what i did was wrong but please..."

He followed you all the way back

You slam your house door in his face and he could still hear your faint cries that made his heart ache

"Y/n please open the door i just wanna explain myself"

"..."

"Honey please i really need to-"

"DO NOT F****** CALL ME HONEY!!" You screamed at him as you opened the door

Kayn was quite and he held shame in his face and said

"Please can you just listen to me"

"You have three seconds" you said

"Ok so i-"

"Time is up" you slam the door again

Next thing you know your front door was swung open and there it was Kayn or should i say Rhaast all out

"You are one ****** spoiled brat Kayn wants to speak to you and apologize for what he has done and you slam the door!" Rhaast roared in your face

"Well i don't want to speak to him" you screamed back

"I am surprised you are not scared of me" he said amused

"I am scared of you..." you said still trying to keep up the tough act

"Why? didn't i promise you to never hurt you if i ever took over Kayn?" He said

"The same way Kayn promised to never hurt me and look where we are now" you said

"Listen to him y/n and if his explanation is not what you wanted then we will leave" he said and immediately switched back to Kayn who fell on his knees due to exhaustion picking himself up panting for air

You stood there visibly angry at him crossing your arms

He straightened himself and started

"I am so sorry for hurting you and i know you won't forgive me for it but i was stupid i still am, i never really knew how much you effected my life until we separated, i chased a stupid band that actually ended up abandoning me and i was alone for a long time before i was invited to my now new band, and even with all the fame i had and the love from the fans it never filled the empty space in my heart all those people supporting me and they didn't compare to what you used to make me feel, you made me what i am right now...i have my own issues and problems but despite all that you still loved all of me and excepted Rhaast as a part of me, i am not trying to make excuses for what i did but simply admit my fault and hope you could find it in your heart to fogive me...please i have changed...to the better"

All this time you stood there looking at him wide eyed and he looked back at you with a hopefull almost pleading expression

You turn your back to him thinking hard of what he said

You loved Kayn and you still do, he was your first love, first kiss, and first...you know

You look back at him and said

"Why?"

"Because i love you and i want us-

"NO!" You said harshly then continued after a short time "why did you cut your hair?"

Kayn was shocked he didn't know how to answer that

You walk up to him and circled him looking him up and down and said

"That's a glow down i would say"

Kayn just stayed quite and looked at the floor sad

"HAHAHAHA" You couldn't hold in your laugh anymore "i am just messing with you"

"You scared me i thought you didn't like my new look" he said frustrated

"Of course i do as long as...it's you" you said getting closer to him with your hands fiddling due to nervousness

"So does that mean you accepted my apology?" He asked getting a little nervous himself he opened his arms for you and as you hug him putting your head under his chin you said

"Not really but you have convinced me that you actually regret what you did"

"You are really confusing sometimes you know that" he said

You giggle hugging him closer then letting go to look in his eyes

"I have one request though" you said

"Anything" he said

"Can you fix the door Rhaast broke earlier?" You said

Kayn looked back at it and chuckled, "whatever you want but i need something in return" you nodded at him "i need some of your cooking it smells delicious in here"

"Sure if you give me a kiss" you said

Kayn turned all kind of shades out there before he kissed you on your cheek

You look at him rather confused before he says "i will work my way back to your heart till i earn that kiss for now a peck on the cheek will do"

You smile at him saying

"I am in love again already"

*Muwah*

Bonus:

You sat on Kayn's lap under a tree as you make more flower crowns

"Y/n i think that's enough crowns" Kayn said with 12 flower crowns on his head each with different kind of flowers than the other

"But i still have five more-" he cut you off "FIVE!? No way that's too many flowers"

You finished another crown and Kayn stood up to leave after getting you off his lap he stretched then looked back at you before he saw you standing there with pleading eyes

"Ughhhh fine one more crown"

You really do make him weak.

#fandom #fanfic #stories #x reader #y/n #kayn #shieda kayn #heartsteel #heartsteel kayn #league of legends

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caseylicious · 10 months

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Hey! I have no clue if youre taking requests or not but. i love your writing and I was wondering If we could get a ROTTMNT Donnie x Reader who has hanahaki? It can be as angsty or as fluffy as you want it to be! i love your writing!! and I cant wait to read more!🐢✨

The One.

Summary: How does Donnie react to the reader with hanahaki?

Character: Donnie.

Reader: GENDER NEUTRAL

Relationship: CRUSH

Warnings: Mentions of puke/vomit, Development of depression(?), Negative comments towards oneself, Death.

A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait dearest. Hanahaki.. a disease that I find so beautiful yet so tragic. My favorites of everything. Though if we were to think realistically? I'm sure half of our generation's population would perish to such a thing. Also, I'd like for you as the reader to choose your own flower which you sadly cough out. Since I'm unsure to what flowers represents unrequited love and heartbreak. So sorry if it isn't long enough </3 sorry if the plot is kinda wacky, especially with the ending,, sorry if it seems lazy </3 Now wondering if people still read this stuff. Now with that out of the way, please as always do enjoy.

As always! Please, Enjoy 💐

[ If you have any constructive criticism or corrections for any of my English do let me know! :) ]

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Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where someone begins coughing up flower petals because they have unrequited feelings for someone. The flowers can grow in the stomach, lungs, or heart, though it is traditionally in the lungs. Hanahaki Disease is a painful, slow disease that often develops over months, if not years, and begins with coughing up a few petals, and grows in intensity and pain until the victim is coughing up entire flowers, at which point the disease has reached its final stages. If not treated, the disease is fatal.

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You've had a crush on Donnie for long time. It honestly.. was quite shocking when you found yourself falling for a turtle out of all things, but hey. We don't judge here. April introduced you to the brothers and wow. It's not everyday you can tell someone "I'm going to go hang out with four giant turtles! Later!" It was a strange thought, Donatello? What about him was so interesting for you to feel like this? but you chose to embrace this warmth.

Recently, Donnie has been working on something big. Or at least, that's what he claims his amazing project to be. Nobody had any idea what it possibly could've been due to either disinterest or for how secrecy about this operation. Only you knew about it, which made you feel special.

"Y/N, I need your opinion on my excellence." Donnie spoke aloud for you to hear, snapping you out of your trance. You were on top of one of the spare chairs in his little laboratory. Which in your opinion was the most calmest out of places. The other brothers were just.. too much. No offense to them, just.. sometimes it was too much for you to handle. You could let yourself relax in this purple tinted room. You glanced from your hands then to the purple-coded mutant. "H.. huh? What?" Quickly taking notice of your lack of focus, he smirks. As a iron claw from his shell reaches out to pull your spinny-chair closer to him. "I just need your opinion on something. Nothing too big, could you do that?" You nodded, giving him a little smirk. "Is this about your spectacular project Don?" He rolled his eyes, "Of course it is Y/N. This has to be my biggest project yet." "Even bigger than Shelldon?" You nudged his shoulder gently as he was rummaging for what he wanted to show you. "Well.. obviously not, but it's up there." He then turned toward your direction as he pulled out two metallic boxes. One in a dark magenta and one in his brand of purple. One of them was more shinier, due to the hue. However the other seemed more aesthetically pleasing. With carved pictures of lavender on the cover. What did Donnie want to ask? "Which box looks better? The Magenta one or.. the purple one?"

You tilted your head a little, "This is your big project?" "I can kick you out of my lab y'know." You chuckled, mumbling a short apology before looking between the two.. thinking just for a second or two before pointing at the purple one. "That one. That's definitely the one." Donnie snickered quietly, rolled his eyes placing the boxes away. "Alright then, the purple one. Why that one necessarily? Why is that one.. The One?" He watched as you stretched and adjusted to put one leg on top of the other. He opened his mouth about to say something, assumedly to catch your attention, before you interrupted him. "Well.. purple is your color. It's special. It represents royalty, nobility, luxury, and power! Almost everything you are..." .. "But.. well y'know, because I like flowers.." For a moment there was silence, before he smiled out of satisfaction. His smile in a way made your chest feel warm... "Well, I'm flattered you feel that way. And yes, of course I'm luxurious in my craft. My creations powerful and mighty as I design them to be..." He leaned a little closer to you unknowingly. You felt your cheeks feel warm as you quickly looked between him and the floor. "Can I at least know what's this whole project is about?" He shrugged, "Wish I could, but I have to wait for the right time to take action..." You watched as he trailed off. Your hand slowly grabbed ahold of a simple wooden pencil, tapping the metal table one. "Don? What's up?"

His eyes trailed up, to make eye contact with you. ".. If I were to give this to somebody, what color do you think they'd like?" You blinked quietly, looking up at him "Well.. it really depends on the person..." He chuckled for a moment, glancing away from you. Bringing up a hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Well that's why I a-" He was quickly interrupted with Leo running throughout his room, "Don- Say- what do I do if I somehow broke.. shelldon?" ... "Again-?" Donnie quickly got up frantically, "How did you manage to break him again?!" "More or so malfunction- Not my fault-!!" "Leo!!" And off he went, running out of his lab to go fix his creation with Leo. You were left by yourself, as you quickly shoved your head into your hands. Why did you word your reason like that..?! God, that was so embarrassing. You bit the inside of your cheek suffering for a couple of minutes. Before the thought appeared in your head, ... What was he going to say?

That was only a couple months ago, you decided to ignore it. But it just kept bothering you... alongside the burning flame inside of you for one person, Donnie. What started as a small thought then slowly developed into something bigger throughout your mind; almost like wildfire. Your feelings somehow just came at once when you were around him. When you felt his fingers rub against yours when he reached for his toolbox, when he spoke to you, when he gave you the littlest of attention, his smile. The thought of Donnie alone danced through your mind, a duet just for the both of you.. oh how sweet that was...

That was until you've noticed how he acted around April. At first you ignored it, April and Donnie were strictly friends. If not at least platonic... right? You weren't insecure of yourself that much. You felt that you and Donnie were at a good point in your friendship to consider the both of you as close. But watching them laugh together made you upset. This was normal, there was no need for you to feel like this... but April was closer to him more than you were with Donnie, you don't really know how they met. They could've known each other since they were kids, they could've been secretly together without you knowing- now that was just foolish.

At first when you saw April around Donnie, you felt a small nab at your gut. At first it was simple jealousy. The jealousy you feel when your crush shows more interest in another person. You though that, surely this feeling would pass. It wasn't important, this was something you could most definitely overcome.. but as each week passed, you felt something building up in your gut. Until you saw Donnie showing off that special little box infront of April.. Wasn't that your special secret? Why is he showing her? No- Stop it. They're just friends. That didn't mean anything- your train of thought came to an abrupt stop when you suddenly felt the urge to puke.

You pushed yourself into your bathroom, quickly slamming the door shut. You frantically made your way to the sink, which was alone a whole struggle. Your vision was hazy, you were warm, everything just hurt. The stabbing that once was tolerable became a distraction, which soon became a jab into your throat. You couldn't breathe. Were you choking? You didn't know, you just desperately held onto the sides of the sink and coughed out whatever you could... You already felt like you were fighting for your life. What the hell was stuck in your throat? And finally, something came out. You gasped for a breath of fresh air. You could breathe.. it was only when you looked down you saw something truly horrific. "..O.. oh my god..."

Petals. You stared in horror to the petal and blood mixed vomit in the sink. How? How was this possible? There was no way that actually existed... You went to your local pharmacist to get a diagnosis just to be sure and you were right. You were diagnosed with the Hanahaki disease. They said that you were already so deep in this sickness. The only way to get rid of this disgraceful disease was to have a surgery performed on you, but that would mean to risk losing all your feelings for Donnie. You couldn't possibly do that, you'd rather sit in your own suffering than to forget how you felt for Donnie. So that's what you did. You tried to keep your distance, but April just kept bringing you to the lair. You could've said no, you could've avoided this whole mess together. Yet something inside of you kept telling you to go. Maybe it was the thought of Donnie or to avoid suspicion, you didn't really have a clue what it was. Nonetheless you kept going down, and seeing Donnie. You tried to look okay, but you struggled. Donnie was sure to notice, especially with the fact the pain that was in your lungs soon changed how you acted around them.

You always were somehow able to excuse yourself when it got bad though. It was a simple system of running to the Hamato bathroom when nobody was noticing. You felt ashamed of doing this without nobody knowing.. but what would Donnie think? You had nightmares of him becoming scared of you. You didn't want him to force himself to feel anything just for you to become better. You didn't want to act out on them any of them, but how could you not? You were in pain... Sooner or later this disease would win the fight and destroy you. You feared death, but.. Donnie... You just wanted was best for him. Even if he didn't ask for it, your insecurity clouded your line of thought. It clouded any consideration that maybe April, Donnie, anybody was worried for your mental being. How you felt. But that didn't matter. Soon your sickness took over your ability to move your arms, your legs, it hurt to even get up.

Your dear friend April stood outside your bedroom door. She had a spare key to your house, you just trusted her that much. Before this whole mess you two were inseparable in school... she was a kind girl, determined, perhaps had more in common with Donnie... No wonder he gave her his attention. "Y/N! Ready to go see the guys?" You quickly turned your head to the door, .. right. You were going to go see them. "C- coming..! Just have to put on my.. uhh.. shirt." "Well hurry up, don't want to keep them waiting!" Grabbing the graphic tee, you gulped. There were thorns blistering through your forearm, flowers dangerously close to blooming. You couldn't wear a shirt. You swiftly grabbed a sweatshirt, forcing it on. It stung to even rest properly in it as tears swelled in your eyes as you let out a sniffle. "Y/N? Are you cryng-?" It hurt to do anything... You lip quivered. This was pathetic; embarrassing. You couldn't do anything! April knocked on the side of your door, why was she even here? Was she mocking you? "Y/N, are you oka-" "Why are you even here?! Just leave! Get out-!" You quickly fell to your knees, covering your mouth one hand. As the other held tight to your stomach. You stayed like that for about a minute or so before you heard the door close. Once you've confirmed it was actually closed and locked, you immediately dropped to your knees and coughed out blood. Flower petals dropping from your mouth, mixed with blood. A burning agonizing sting filling your throat as you cried. She was gone. You pushed her away.. over what? Some stupid crush you have on a turtle?

A couple weeks passed as you chose to isolate yourself from the outside world. You just laid in bed, feeling vines grow inside of you. As the vines creeped through your bones. It was agonizing... was this how you were going to die? Laying in bed? Perhaps this was more preferred. Nobody needed to see what you have become. You felt like a monstrosity.. vines and leaves growing through your skin. Mixed-in with blood.. And besides, you were in the comfort of something familiar, your bedroom. God... how pathetic you were. At least Donnie wouldn't have to see you like this.. right?

... April knocked on the side of Donnie's lab door, watching Donnie turn to her. "Yo Don, could I talk to you?" He nodded, turning away from her to focus on his project. Letting her sit in the spare chair as she quickly spoke. "Do you know what's up with Y/N? They've been acting off lately." Donnie came to a pause, slowly glancing towards April. "No, I don't know what's wrong with them. Do you know?" April shook her head with a frown. "Last time I saw them, they seemed upset. I tried to leave them alone for a week.. but I don't know. I'm just worried." as they both sighed. Donnie crossed his arms letting the little claws from his battle shell continue on with his project for him. "I.. see. Have you tried calling them? They usually answer right?" April nodded, pulling out her phone to look at. Scrolling through her contacts before pressing on one with your name. "I've called them recently, they didn't answer. They always answer.." Donnie hummed, soon getting off his chair. "Well.. I have no clue what could possibly be keeping them away from the phone. I could try going out myself to see them. Though I can't guarantee they'll answer me." "Wait, before you go? Take this." She quickly walked over to Donnie, dropping a key into his hands. "It's their keys.. uhm, how do you plan on getting them to talk?" and Donnie sighs, pulling out the same box shown months ago. "I think now would be a good time to show them this." April quickly noticed what it was before nodding firmly, before she watched his battle shell become a jetpack. Flying him out of the sewers and towards your apartment.

You laid in your bed, feeling the moonlight hit your skin. You felt yourself fade away so very slowly. To see Donnie would be a curse.. or would it be a blessing? You didn't really have a clue how you'd feel anymore. It hurts to think about him. You sort of accepted your fate to end like this. Wherever you stepped, there was a loud crunch. Whenever you spoke, there was a tight squeeze around your neck. The petals always became more horrific, covered in blood and bone. You were fine dying like this though. Feeling yourself break down into nothing but flora. You could feel your last breathe coming, god this hurt-

"Y/N! Are you home!"

You heard a loud banging against your window. Your eyes widened in horror begging to any existing force that it wasn't who you thought it was.

"It's Donnie, my brothers and April were worried about you." ... "I was worried about you, can you please come out and talk?"

As you opened your mouth trying to get a word out, you suddenly felt your body burn. This may have been the worst pain you've ever felt throughout your whole illness. You couldn't even say anything, no matter how hard you tried. As your heart ached, the vines and thorns only became tighter. Stabbing into your muscle and popping veins. You choked on your blood and the thorns stabbing into your throat. Donnie panicked when he heard you whimper as he quickly attempted to break through your window. You shut your eyes tightly, wishing for this pain to go away. The last thing you hearing was the window shatter and fall to the floor. Donnie fell to the floor, quickly getting up. Only to be horrified to what he saw. It was your body, flowers bloomed out of your skin. He watched as another flower bloom out of your mouth. "Y/N..? Oh my god-"

He rushed to your side, looking at your pale skin.. He knew immediately what this was. This was Hanahaki, the deadly love disease those who were unfortunate enough suffered from. The realization itself was horrifying, alongside with your dead body. It was unsettling how a few seconds ago, he heard you choke on your blood and whimper, just to only then see your peaceful body. In your bedroom out of all places, you looked like you were asleep. He almost mistaken this to only be a bad dream, but he knew it wasn't. He felt a tear roll down his cheek as his breath stuttered. Donnie gently took out the box he had in his shell. Slowly looking down at it, the purple box had flowers engraved on the sides. A painful match to the flowers wrapped around your body, he slowly opened it as a butterfly flew out. Specifically in your favorite color, watching it glow and fly around before landing on the flower coming out of your mouth. As he fell to his knees, holding onto your frail delicate hand tightly. As he sobbed your name, mourning you. For never being to tell you how he felt. For how he loved you, and how you were The One so dear to his heart.

#morilicious #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt x y/n

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roselyn-writing · 7 months

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A/N: I wanna talk about my OC; Simone Decrōnt, Her backstory, and info about her 💜🪻. I wanna beat the writer block badly. 🤜🏻 💫

🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻💜🪻.

Name: Simone Decrōnt.

Age: 500 Y.O

Date of birth : 20th February, 730 Y. (Virginian time & year)

Birthstone: Amethyst.

Aesthetics: Purple aesthetics, Plum aesthetics, Paris aesthetic, Lilac aesthetics.

Favourite colours: Purple (any shade), White, Vivid pink.

Favourite flowers/Roses: Fuchsia flowers, Orchids flowers, purple roses, Orchis simia (monkey orchid). Lilacs, Purple Dahlias, Plum flowers, Allium flowers (purple). Lavender.

Favourite food: Quiche (any type), Beef Bourguignon.

Pastries: Croissants, Macarons, blueberry piee.

Makeup: Purple makeup, Purple lipstick, glitter, purple eyeliner.

Jewelry: Amethyst, and any purple jewellery.

Wardrobe: Mostly purple-themed dresses, clothing, Kimonos, Hanfus, Qiapos, and Marie-Antoinette-themed dresses.

🪻Simone Decrōnt Lore 💜

💜Before Simone was born, A luminous and dazzling violet large moon rose onto the night, illuminating the night for the people with its glamorous violet light.

🪻The people suspected a child of the Amethyst would be born. And it will be the most powerful being in Virginia, if not the realms.

💜The Amethyst is another name for the Celestial called Rajaa which means ‘Hope’. Every 500 years she blesses a child to hold enormous power to make a change. Other Virginians know her as ‘The Miracle Wish’.

💜She grants wishes to everyone but if they change for the good first. And everyone is entitled to have one wish only.

💜Simone Decrōnt was born into the Decrōnt house, One of the most prestigious and aristocratic and respected houses in Florenta, West Virginia.

🪻Simone is the Firstborn of Moreilla and H’rien Decrōnt.

💜Simone was born with unusual features, Violet eyes, and Violet, Magenta and fuchsia locks adorned her black hair, while Moreilla has black hair & grey eyes. As for her father, he has heterochromia brown and green eyes and brown hair with a white streak.

🪻The adviser of the Decrōnt house knew that Simone was special, She had a special appearance and type of magic.

💜Simone loves to fence with her sword, The rapier, She turned out to be the best swordswoman in Florenta, and no one managed to beat her.

💜🪻Simone has purple arcane & spiritual magic, She is a potent magic user, The colour of her magic is purple & magenta.

💜Simone eyes glow when she uses her magic.

🪻Simone was titled by the people of Florenta. ‘The Dazzling Swordswoman of Florenta’

🗡️A title she was bestowed when she defeated the legendary Swordsman Count of Monte Cristo aka Edmond Dantès.

💜Her mother, Moreilla Decrōnt, Didn’t like Simone behaving like a man, Fencing, and riding horses, But her father, H’rien Decrōnt managed to convince his wife to let Simone does what she wants.

🪻Simone had a best friend, Her name was Alina Melyn, Simone befriended her when she was bullied by one of the men, Simone luminously defeated him with her dazzling fencing skills. He ran away after this.

💜There was a huge party for King Jean Neidermyer, And everyone in every aristocratic house and royalty, attended that party, including The Decrōnts.

🪻Simone and her family, Moreilla, H’rien, Camille, Chloe, Jentte and Alexandre attended King’s party.

💜Simone wore a gorgeous purple dress adorned with gold accents and purple jewels that matched her hair and violet eyes.

🪻Everyone's eyes were on Simone, She was gorgeous, Strong, beautiful, and bold, And she was the center of attention at that party.

💜Upon seeing Simone, King Jean Neidermyer fell in love with her at first sight.

🪻King Jean Neidermyer decided to make his move on her after he introduced himself to her. And she wasn’t interested in him. She ignored him and left for a quieter place in the ballroom.

💜King Jean Neidermyer was frustrated by her. But he decided to calm himself to hold his image in front of the Aristocrats and Royalty, But he couldn’t stop thinking of Simone. He loved her madly.

🪻The king is older than Simone by 13 Years, Simone was 18 and he was 31.

💜Simone fell in love with a lumberjack named George, She often sneaked outside by the farm to go to his village and meet him.

🪻Simone loved George and his family and in return, they loved her too. Despite Simone being a royal and him being a commoner.

💜After months, Simone discovered she was pregnant and she freaked out, but since it is George’s child, She calmed down and vowed to be a good mother to the child.

🪻The king discovered Simone's affair with a commoner man named George, He was angry and he decided to make Simone his.

💜Simone’s Mother, Moreilla knew her daughter was pregnant and she supported her because she loves her daughter no matter what.

🪻She helped Simone during her pregnancy and she asked Sire Aham to help them with this matter, Sire Aham immediately agreed.

💜Sire Aham managed to make King Jean Neidermyer stop bothering Simone.

🪻When Simone gave birth to a healthy baby girl. She wanted to name her Coraline but she couldn’t because King Jean Neidermyer ambushed their House.

💜Her Mother managed to make Simone and her assistant, Merlin escape, While She and her family stayed to fight King Jean Neidermyer and his warriors.

🪻Simone was carrying her daughter while running to the carriage, Merlin was behind her to protect her.

💜Simone and Merlin entered the carriage and the driver immediately drove away.

“Drive us as far as possible!” Simone ordered with urgency.

“Yes, M’lady.” The driver responded.

💜Unfortunately, There were 10 warriors and they stopped the carriage, But Simone and Merlin finished them all.

“Lady Simone!” Merlin began. “We can escape now!”

“We cannot,” Simone uttered desperately.

🪻Simone ran to a big magical willow tree that had a large tree hollow, She gently placed her daughter in there, She took out her family heirloom which was a golden necklace with of dahlia flower logo on it, and draped it around her daughter’s small neck.

“I’m so sorry... Coraline.” Simone sobbed uncontrollably. “I cannot be with you… and I’m really sorry because I cannot watch you grow.” Simone wiped the stubborn tears.

🌲The willow magical tree started to work its magic by closing the hollow, Which Simone’s daughter was inside, Simone wasn’t scared or anything she knew her daughter was safe and the tree teleported her Somewhere safe.

She heard the footsteps of King Jean Neidermyer’s warriors.

The warriors came to Simone. “Come with us! Now!” One of them barked at Simone.

💜Simone looked him in the eye as she pulled her Rapier sword. “Make me,” She coldly shot back.

💜Simone immediately charged at them. She sliced them and diced them like a chain-saw machine. One of the warriors managed to hit her with his axe but she took him down with her.

The scene was bloody, with Mutilated corpses everywhere. Blood everywhere.

🪻Simone managed to take one final glance at the magical tree that teleported her daughter, She smiled as she drifted to an empty abyss that called her to rest. After that, Orchid monkey ‘Orchis simia’ started to grow and circled Simone’s body and the place near it.

“Such a dark fate for Simone Decrōnt.” A voice uttered. As its owner came and towered at Simone’s fallen body. The clothed figure, That unknown person healed Simone with magic and induced her with a sleeping curse, Then teleported her body into a coffin in dark unknown place where her body became her tomb and she dreamed with nothing but her own misery and regrets.

💜Simone’s family went looking for her immediately, Merlin managed to survive the bloody fight and went to ask for help. When they arrived to the place, They only saw the corpses of King Jean Neidermyer’s warriors, Simone is nowhere to be found, Just like she vanished out of thin air.

💜Her family kept looking for her for decades. They even lit purple candles in hope of finding their lost daughter, Simone.

💜Simone’s soul travelled to a world called the netherworld. A dark place where the victims’ souls of the sleeping curse are there.

When people fall under a sleeping curse, their souls travel to a Netherworld, where they reside until awoken. This world is between life and death, However, Even when the curse is broken, sometimes, in sleep, the victims find their way back to that world.

There is a vast, dark world known as the Netherworld, one with a glassy-like floor and a fiery atmosphere dominated by a huge black monster which roams and feeds on the misery of the sleeping curse victims and the blood of the innocent.

Simone slept for 500 years, And one day, Hadi Aepel managed to save her, By killing that nightmarish beast, Thus, He awoken Simone and the other victims from their sleeping curse.

Simone’s Powers/Abilities:

💜Purple arcane magic.

💜Energy Blasts: She can create and shoot powerful energy blasts from her hands.

💜Life-Force/Chakra creation, manipulation and absorption.

💜Spell-casting of various types of magic, arcane magic and mysticism.

💜Teleportation spells.

💜 Force-field Generation.

💜 Immortality.

💜Peak Human Strength/Supernatural.

💜 Shield construction.

💜Psychometry. (Ability to perceive the residual information of an object or a person)

💜 Magic objects.

💜Energy Generation.

💜Platform Creation (User can create platforms, stairs, etc, that can levitate or fly with.)

💜Aura reading.

💜Essence reading.

💜Aging immunity.

💜 Energy-Beam Generation.

💜Explosion inducement.

💜Pain inducement.

💜 Fear inducement.

💜 Magic Wall Generation.

💜Energy Drain.

💜 Magic Drain.

💜Astral projection.

💜Absorption.

💜 Sleep inducement.

💜 Purple Fire Blasts.

💜 Purple Fire Generation.

Elemental magic.

💜Quitessence

💜Purple-fire.

💜Portal creation.

Psionic Abilities

💜Telepathic abilities; mind-reading

💜 Dowsing.

💜Telkinetic and levitation.

💜Clairvoyance.

Natural Abilities

💜High intuition.

💜 Expert swordmanship.

💜 intelligence.

💜 agility.

🪻Inspired By💜

Gwen tennyson, Charmcaster from ben 10 series, Raven Queen from Ever After High. And lastly, Claudia from the dragon prince.

Gifs to explain Simone Decrōnt Powers: (found them in pinterest).

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xxbun-artxx · 1 year

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I'd LOVE to see u rework season 2 Overlord/Garmadon

I had a doodle of a s2 garm armour so I breathed some life into it. When looking up garmadon armour, he tend to have a very same-y colors so I wanted to incorporate more purple. I also added the overlord's signature magenta to toy around with the idea that another old guy manipulated him. That was kinda mean lol. I added the mask he's usually given but I made it purple to make it pop. I turned his tiddie armour apron into a belt skirt combo. I gave him 4 shoulder pads to invoke beetle you know because the las episode had a metamorphosis theme.

I gave him a 2 toned cape because who doesn't like theatrics?

Yes the chest armour is open on the sides, yes you can see his tits from the side. I have atoned my sins lol.

I feel I couldn've gone even more extra but I worried that it wouldn't really fit garmadon or s2's tone.

Season 2 is such an interesting season for me, one of the most interesting part is the duality of garmadon needing to fulfil the destiny forced on him and him not want to hurt the most precious person to him. He needs therapy dear god lol.

He's sad, I'll take him to eat spaghetti

Bun, to the kitchen

#ninjago #ninjago fanart #ninjago art #ninjago bun designs #garmadon ninjago #ninjago garmadon #ninjago lloyd

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skuffypaw · 1 year

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Warrior cats design challenge with my very specials boy Shadowsight

My design - he’s majorly fucked up but I wanted to give him Dovewing’s roundness. I wanted to make him have big scars because Bramblestar (well, his body) is huge and those claws could probably do a lot of damage.

@goobiestar - I LOVE THE TASMANIAN DEVIL It’s great and I love his little fangs

@warriorsproject - love the split face it’s great and the different colored eyes. Random thing I like but I like how the lighter bits on the black part of his face are the color of his stripes on the res of the body I think that’s neat

@cloudtail - very shdowsight-y I love his horrible posture and how tired he looks. Also loved the easy pmv they made with him

@sootslash - AUGH so good so cool I love his mullet and weird eye and the eye markings on his body and the flowers, pathetic little man

@rookflower - he looks so polite and round I love how purple he is, he is so purple and I like it and his funky magenta eyes he is so cute!

#warrior cats #warrior cats design challenge #shadowsight

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magenta-catz · 1 year

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idk what colors to draw peridot in, these look ok but i also want to draw her with the magenta y pink color palette like the garnet one

why do green and purple have to be so separated why cant they be next to each other ugh

cat peridot

#peridot su #su peridot #steven universe peridot #peridot fanart #peridot #su #steven universe fanart #steven universe #magenta´s drawing tag

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obsessive-ego · 2 years

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Y/N telling Beej to clean up for the billionth time "Y/N if you don't stop nagging me I'll eat your pussy!"

"How hard is it to just pick up after yourself!?"

You were already in a bad mood from a shitty day at work, being your boss's punching bag took its toll, then coming home to a messy apartment was the straw the broke the camel's back, yes you live with a demon, but that's no excuse for him to make a mess of your home

"Come on babes it's not that bad" he shrugs off your frustration

"That's not the point! Just stop leaving your shit all over the floor! And clean up after yourself when your done cooking! I don't want to come home from and have to clean up after you!" God you sounded like your mother when she lectured your siblings

"Y/n, if you don't stop nagging me I'm going to eat your pussy" there were no feelings in his words, that dead delivery was enough to run a chill up your spine

"You leave my cat out of this" Beetlejuice was a demon, but he wouldn't eat a cat, right?

The demon chuckles " Oh baby, not that pussy♡" the demon had closed the gap between the two of you and was now cupping your face, forcing it to look in his direction, hints of magenta creeping into his beard

You flush red and show Beetlejuice off

"Beetlejuice! I- just- nevermind" you bable before giving up, you could never really win an argument with him, the demon would always go for the low blow, but thos time he didn't really enjoy his victory

The magenta quickly faded to purple as he watched you slink away into your room, Beetlejuice glanced around the livingroom, movie cases, clothes, and trash scattered around, not to mention the mess in the kitchen. Was this mess enough to piss you off so much? He grumbled to himself before snapping his fingers returning your home to the way you left it this morning, that should make you change your tune.

...

After a good mope you leave your room now mentally ready to clean up after your undead house guest

Entering the livingroom you were shocked to what you saw, he cleaned up, you check the kitchen next, that too was clean

"Bee?" You ask outloud eager to apologize and thank him for making things right "Beetlejuice?" You ask again,

A tiny note flutters infront of your face, you grab it

"Gone scaring, BJ" you read aloud, you shrug and go about making dinner, making sure to set a plate for Beetlejuice when he gets back

Unbeknownst to you Beetlejuice was still in your home, invisible to you, deciding to hide out until you cooled off, his hair now a soft pink as he watches you prepare dinner, he had a happy home thing going on here, and sure as hell he'll be better, but maybe next time you'll push your luck and he'll eat your pussy

...

Sorry if I took it completely different then how you imagined lol

#beetlejuice x reader #rambling #muscial beetlejuice x reader

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thesmallmeggles · 1 year

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Two weeks ago, caelumcxiv on R/Hi-Fi Rush posted screenshots of Zanzo's office taken with help of a camera mod. While I'm unsure if I can repost the images here, (I don't have any way to contact Caelum), I did want to talk about them. So here we go! Text incoming.

The first image is a closer look at the couch. In addition to revealing the full pose and intense expression of the body pillow image, Zanzo has his top secret Vandelay reports in plain sight. *Sigh...* Maybe Zanzo thinks hiding things in plain sight is a good strategy, but still.

The second and third images are closer looks at the book stacks. There's a Weekly Vandelay Comic issue featuring a story called Karate Dragon. ("Defeat The Enemies!") A Vandelay branded video game strategy guide ("You can clear this video game!!") - its cover shows a knight fighting a dark shadowy figure under a lightning filled sky and surrounded by fire. (A project from the now defunct Vandelay Game studios?) A Men's Fashion Magazine which is, you guessed it, also Vandelay branded. Beneath it is what I assume is another comic book called M-Y (Monkey? Mercy? Muscly? Mighty? Mayday? IDK) KAR.

It's difficult to see what the other books/magazines in the stack are because they're covered but there are some more comics. I can see a Vandelay logo magenta and white cover under Karate Dragon. Under Strategy Guide is COMIC, another M-Y KAR, and a book titled "M- F or E-". There's a strategy guide on the stack next to the men's fashion magazine. Are all of these individually textured like the vending machine drinks? 🤔

All of the cover models appear to be robots. The one on Karate Dragon looks similar to Ryuu from Street Fighter. Fashion model has slicked down hair, round purple glasses, a yellow jacket over a red turtleneck and green pants. (I'm picturing Zanzo dressed like that in my mind's eye. ✨)

Vandelay Technologies sure has their thumb in a lot of pies. I'm inclined to think this is Kale era exclusive. But we don't know for sure. 🤷‍♀️

Fifth image is a close up on the taped up papers. The top row is concept art and calculations for the ZP-1500 (that giant robot boss from Chapter 11).

Points of Interest Left-Right: First equation sheet. Zanzo is aware of the laser arm elbow joint stability. Sticky note I can't read. (I or / something h-e? Here?) Head of the Robot with parts labelled. "Light", "Eye", "Ear". The jaw is denoted as "Joe". (Out of universe, it's probably the artist's signature. In universe, Zanzo might have had a brain fizzle moment.) "20 × (5-x^2)=??" That doodle of a robot getting fried by a laser. "Huge!" written on sticky note. The laser has a 30 degree angle blast field. Second equation sheet. "Zanzo's Perfect Robot" and another labeled drawing - this one full body. Back "Booster", "Laser" arm, central "Core".

ZP-1500 apparently has an "eject" feature in the pelvic area. (Written in blue, harder to read.) Let's not speculate on that. 😅 (Developer/Designer Joke?)

The finance section of the Vandelay News is part of this paper collection. Roquefort's portrait is scribbled out. There's also a graph next to a Research Result paragraph. "Tampered" is written over the graph.

The sixth and final picture Caelum shared is a front facing perspective of raised brow Chai and serious Peppermint at Zanzo's computer. Cool. 👍

#hi-fi rush #hfr #zanzo #hi fi rush zanzo #hfr spoilers #my observations #credit to original poster #from reddit #i like details

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yourfavsalesbian · 8 months

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Welcome to your fav's a lesbian! A blog where your fav's a lesbian!

How it works:

You submit a character to me, with [x character] from [y media] is a lesbian!" or some variation on that

I answer with a PNG of the character over a PNG of the flag

If you want a particular flag to be used, tell me, otherwise I will use some the ones from my default list

If you want certain additional labels, you can add them! Max of 5 though, I'm not good with the thin strips

RULES:

All lesbian flags are allowed. Even the lipstick flag.

Very obscure things/flags (like for example if you request strawberry lesbian for lesbians who like strawberries or something along those lines) will usually not be done. This is because I probably will not be able to find them. However if you provide a link the request will be honored

Characters from all media are allowed. I don't keep up with what's problematic and what's not

Mspec lesbian flags are allowed

Lilaen flags are allowed

Gender variant lesbians (nonbinary lesbians, bigender lesbians, lesboys, etc) are allowed

Obviously trans lesbians are very much allowed

Dyke flags are allowed. We encourage slur reclamation here

"anti mspec lesbian" or "anti lesboy" lesbian flags are not allowed, nor any lesbian flag that is stating a stance against a good faith identity

No fucking syscourse

Disability flags of all kinds are allowed

POC lesbian flags are allowed

Everyone must be a lesbian

DEFAULT FLAGS:

The default lesbian flag will be the Dawn Lesbian flag made by @redtail-lol (me) and it looks like this:

[Image ID: A 7 stripe flag. The stripe colors, in descending order, are: purple; violet-magenta; pink; white; reddish salmon; pale orange; pale golden yellow. End ID.]

The default mspec lesbian flag will be the lunian flag by kenochoric

[Image ID: A 5 striped flag. Colors, in descending order, are: dark indigo; purple; pale sky blue; sea foam green; pale light green. End ID.]

The default mspec lesbian flag set will be kenochoric's set.

[Image ID: 4 5-striped flags. The first's colors, in descending order, are: dark indigo-blue; violet; reddish pink; pale orange; pale light orange. The second's colors, in descending order, are: dark reddish pink; slightly dark orange; pale greenish yellow; sea foam green; slightly dark cyan. The third's colors, in descending order, are: magenta; green; cyan; periwinkle; light purple. The fourth's colors, in descending order, are: very dark purple; violet; periwinkle; lavender; very light pale orange. End ID.]

The default abro lesbian flag will be this one that I made that I don't remember if I ever posted

[Image ID: A 5 striped flag. Colors, in descending order, are: dark pink; pink; salmon; pale light yellow; mint green.]

The default lesboy flag will be this one, though I don't remember who made it

[Image ID: A 6 striped flag. Colors, in descending order, are: Purple; pinkish red; orange; light sky blue; dark periwinkle; navy blue. End ID.]

The default straightbian flag will be this one. I don't remember who made it

[Image ID: A 7 striped flag. Colors, in descending order, are: dark pink; desaturated reddish pink; pinkish silver; off white; bluish silver; desaturated dark sky blue; dark purple. End ID.]

The default nonbinary lesbian flag will be this one as of 01/14/2024. I made it

[Image ID: A 7 striped flag. Colors, in descending order, are: light salmon; pale orange; light yellow; white; violet; purple; darker purple. End ID.]

That's all I can think of have a good day and tell me who's a lesbian

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