#but he's charismatic enough to pull that kind of thing off lmao

[scare-ard--sleigh]

i was falling asleep listening to old college try and i came back to tell you all that if I were rich I would pay john darnielle so much fucking money to cover heavenly by cigarettes after (for silly goose reasons)

#silver jelly #(he's my joseph christiansen voice headcanon anddjakajdsjsj like i know he has a voice but listen. That's actually his voice) #hc that joseph sang old college try at some church variety show variety show and low key made everyone kinda uncomfortable #but he's charismatic enough to pull that kind of thing off lmao #okay anyway i have to rest for a sec for realsies

[fckwritersblock]

Like A Moth To A Flame..

Rio x black reader

Finally added something to my Fall For You Challenge | Collection so boom! I did a big girl thing

Description: you and Rio have been dancing around each other for long enough. That ends tonight. 

Warning: none other than the obvious. Smut. My page comes with an 18+ warning automatically .Minors do not engage

Was literally listening to that’s the way love goes by Janet Jackson so I incorporated it into whatever this is lmao. Anywho felt rushed but i been sitting on this for like a month so. Here you go

Also! Like 3 lines are inspired by something I read and it stuck with me. I know I liked/reposted it and can’t find it for the life of me. Will know it when I see it! And I’m still looking! But if it sounds familiar ( really the author would know), please tell me so I can credit them! Please, please, pleaseeee

"I tell you how good you look in that dress today?“

There it was. The butterflies that you feel erupt every single time he compliment you. Which is often. Rio, as gangsta as he was, was an absolute sweetheart. Charismatic. And boy did he have a way with words.

It wasn’t that you weren’t used to compliments. They didn’t bother you, and though you could be awkward sometimes accepting them from people, you always appreciated them. However, when Rio complements you, it sends a shock straight to your vagina every single time.

It was something about the way he would look at you, the tone in his voice, how genuine he sounded. He had the kind of voice than made everything he sits sounds smoother than cream cheese on your bagel. The simplest sweetest thing could have you dripping almost instantly. He made you feel wanted.

“Yeah?”

Making your way over to elevator upon entering the Skyrise, you press the number to the 12th floor and before turning to him with a smile.

“Yeah,” he continued to take you in, finger tips grazing tip of the dress. “I especially love the way it looks against your brown skin. ”

You tried your best to keep the tremble out of the breath you released. Rio’s eyes locked on yours as he spoke.

“Definitely suits you. You look all ethereal and shit.”

“Thank you Rio,” you looked away shyly loving the way he made your heart do things.

You watched as his tongue came out to wet his lips, your eyes zoned in on the moistened flesh. You quickly turned to step into the elevator, Rio following suit.

When you got off work a mere half an hour ago, Rio surprised you and had waited for you to get off work and offered to drive you home. He knew sometimes you’d walked home from there salon and in true Rio fashion, wanted to make sure you got home safe. Of course the two of you ended up at a mom and Pop diner to pick up a to go order he apparently already called in. He would’ve taken you somewhere else, but he noticed you had heels on and had probably been standing all day so he wanted you to be able to be comfortable and relax in your own home. He also knew sometimes you weren’t able to eat when work got a little crazy. It was prom and graduation season after all which meant everybody and they mama needed their hair done. He couldn’t let you go hungry right?

The two of you held a pretty effortless conversation and made small talk on their journey to back to your place after picking up food. Reaching for the doorhandle once he pulled up and stopped the car, you stop remembering that if you open the door Rio would lose his shit. It wouldn’t be the first time he had first that you open over opening your own door. That was something you learned by the end of date two. While you guys had been officially dating for the past 5 months you have learned that Rio was determined to make sure you felt like a woman. That you never had to worry about any thing. From opening the door to bills which, he does sometimes go behind your back to cover. It’s not that you didn’t mind him paying but you had let him know real quick that you had your own. But mama didn’t raise no fool, and you be stupid not to take the cash when he gave it to you.

And you weren’t stupid, you knew exactly what he was into. While you mind your business, you knew enough.

“Thank you you for picking up and getting me something to eat.”

“It’s nothing mama. You know I got you.”

The ride up to your unit was silent for some reason the tension in the elevator begin to rise. Something was clearly on his mind and it was practically screaming at you. You unlock the door and welcome him in, not saying a word. Slipping off your shoes and putting your purse and keys on the counter you begin to do little things to make yourself more comfortable and at home. And he observed the way he normally did. Not saying much, just watching it. Finally you sat down munching on a few fries after you set your food and his on the coffee table. Without pause you placed your feet in his laps as you queued Alexa. Shortly after you sound in Jazmine Sullivan could be her through the speaker creating some background noise for the two of you. He often indulged in a lot of your shows but you didn’t really feel like watching anything right now. He just wanted to pick his brain a little bit.

“What’s on your mind?”Rio only raised an eyebrow feigning ignorance causing you to roll your eyes. “You had this funny look on your face for a minute now and as normal as you been trying to act since you picked me up, I could tell something was up.“

“You think you know me now?”

“Mmhmmm, I do. So what is it?” You tilted your head to the side taking a sip of your water.

For a moment he said nothing. All he did was smirk, loving your confidence and how well you knew him. That’s what he loved about you. The way you learned him, the way you genuinely cared about him. He’d be an idiot not to fall for you. And he had. Hard. Five months be damned.

But the problem here wasn’t Rio.

It was you.

And it wasn’t that he minded you getting yours. He wasn’t selfish by any means. Watching you get off, got him off. The way you came undone just from his touch. His finger curling into you, to you. The way you melted in his mouth.

He loved pleasing you.

The problem was you were holding back and he couldn’t fathom why. Rio knew women. He was extremely good at reading them. And Rio knew you. What made you laugh. Smile. That you loved fries with your ice cream. You were big on family. You hated the color yellow. He even knew you had a tell. Whenever you you told the smallest lie -all when it came to how you were feeling- you’d look to the left, even if only for a moment. He knew that Janet Jackson ‘That’s The Way Love Goes’ was your favorite song. Ironic because the two of you were drawn to each other like a moth to a flame.

So what was your issue?

"I been tryna call you all day," he finally spoke as he began to massage your feet a bit.

“Oh.”

“Oh? Why you playing with me?” Hey question while slightly moving to the back of your calf massager there as well.

Ain’t no body playin’ with you Rio. I was busy. As you have been the past 2 months.”

Shots fired.

You know he had ‘business’ quote to handle so the past few months the visits and dates, phone calls, and text messages were real scarce. Still, it wouldn’t have heard for him to reach out more. But you weren’t together so you didn’t wanna be that clingy ass girl.

“Oh so that’s what got your panties in a bunch.” You rolled your eyes at his smart remark while he grinned.

"You must have a problem cuz I don’t. If my panties were in a bunch, I wouldn’t have gotten in the car- Rio!” He had quickly taken that foot you nudged him with and pulled you closer,smoothly transitioning himself between your legs. He braced himself with one arm on the side of the couch the other placed on the side of your head.

“I missed you too, ma.” He inched his mouth closer to yours. You bit your lip when you felt his breath from his words, "and there ain’t no problem. I'm ready to finish working on us. I just need you to say it.”

With that his lips were softly placed on yours. Tongues were clashing with one another, missing the feel of his on yours. One of his hands began to travel lower, running from the top to bottom of your belly, caressing the soft skin.

"Dilo" He coaxed as his tongue made swirls along your neck while he ground his hips into you.

You could feel his hand under your skirt, slowly making its way between your thighs. Your heart started beating faster knowing what he was getting ready to do.

“Shit you drippin’. like this already? I’ve barely touched you yet.”

“Say it.” His index and ring finger ghosted over you clit through the thin lace panties you wore. Rio, being arrogant ass he was , knew you wanted. Still, he wanted to hear you say. He wouldn’t have it any other way. But it was driving him fucking crazy. He could practically smell your arousal.

“Rio,” you moaned out. “I can’t.”

“That don’t really sound like you can’t ma,” he breathed in your ear.

Having moved your pantie to the side fingers playing around in your juices, your hips unconsciously bucked desperate for friction.

“I can’t think when you do..”

“When I do what baby?“ he licked up the side of your neck before nipping on your ear.

“That.”

Suddenly he stopped. He withdrew from you slowly before standing up and holding his hand out to you. Confused, you took it and stood up and followed him to one side of the kitchen island. Releasing your hand, he walked to the opposite side.

“Clearly we need to have a conversation.”

Rio, normally very cool calm and collected how to remember the last time he felt this anxious. This overwhelmed.

“I need you to use your words mama. I’m not tryna pressure you. I only want to give you what you want. But in order for me to do that, I need you open that pretty little mouth of yours and speak.”

This was the moment you were afraid of. You begin to nibble on your thumb now as you attempted to find the right words to explain yourself. At that point you weren’t sure if you wanted to explain your feelings or talk yourself out of the situation. You knew how you were and by no means was Rio at fault. you love the way he made you feel unlike anybody else had. How he treated you, how he treated his son. How he looked out for his people. You love the thug in him too.

But that was the real problem.

Love.

It had a barely been five months and surely that wasn’t enough time to feel this strongly for somebody right?

But you know how you are. You know you have a tendency to fall fast and fucking hard and 9 times out of 10, those feelings end up being one sided leaving broken hearted. You didn’t want that with Rio. You didn’t want this feeling to fade. It had all been a part of the reason why you had been avoiding having sex with him. Now, he was the perfect gentleman. He may have been walking temptation but he never pressured you. Were you addicted to his kisses?

Absolutely.

Not to mention a few times you had been way past Gorky and let him touch you little bit and eat you out. But from the first time his lips right mouth wrapped around your clit you knew you would be a fucking goner if you were that man penetrate you. So not fucking him was allow you to maintain some sort of control over your heart in the states. Did it seem all that logical? Maybe not others if you said it out loud, but it was a security blanket for you and that’s all that matters.

“I’m really not tryna have you judge me.”

That was definitely a weak ass line but you couldn’t think of anything else to say when he put you on the spot like that.

“We grown mama. Judge you for what?” He shrugged off your lame excuse.

“Rio,” you signed and he waved you off.

“C’mon stop bullshittin’ and say what’s on your mind..”

“Rio.”

“And all I’m asking you to keep it 100 with me the same way I keep it 100 with you-“

“If I fuck you , I’ll fall in love with you.” You confessed.

Silence. Dead silence.

Truthfully you feel may already have but that was the last part thing you wanted to confess. Nevertheless it didn’t stop you from rambling.

“ And I really don’t feel like being the only one in love again.”

Still he remained silent. Rio who had been leaning on his forearms, hands clasped together on his chin continued to stare at you. His mouth parted just enough for him to lick his lips before speaking.

“I’m already in love with you, so I don’t see why that’s a problem.”

Your jaw dropped.

“Do you see a problem?” He questioned eyebrow raised.

You continue to start him completely lost for words. With a deep sigh he pushed off the counter and walking over to you. Steps are very slow almost calculated as if giving you a chance to ‘run’ away.

“You love me?”

“You heard exactly what i said.” Who was in front of you now his hands on the side of your waist.

He was slowly pushing you back against the counter. You were the first to lean in attaching a link to his. The kiss started off slow and sensual before quickly turning to one full of passion and hunger.Soon as your back touched it, his hands were falling to your thighs. He pushed your skirt up to your hips, grabbing your thighs, wrapping them around his waist, you ass firmly planted on the kitchen island, never once stopping the rhythm his tongue was doing with yours.

He pulled back enough to remove your tank his lips then moving to your neck. Scraping bites and loving, sloven mouthing.

He slid off your already ruined underwear before standing between your thighs. A spread of damp half moons over the column of your throat, working his way down between your chest before you stopped him, using your hand to bring his face back up to yours. You kissed him hard.

“Eat my pussy later Rio, I want to feel you now.” You panted making quick work of unbuckling his pants. He smirked letting you finish, pushing his pants and boxers down with your feet, his member springing free.

Spreading your legs open a little wider for him you bit too lip, your pupils browns and eyes mirroring his clouded with lust, you ran your fingers along your phones.His thumb brushed over the extra sensitive bundle of nerves a could of times before he slid in.

Rio groaned with his lips slammed shut and moves in closer as you let out a whimper; first contact being a bit overwhelming. He bottomed out giving you only a moment to adjust before pulling out to the tip and thrusting into you slowly.

Reaching for his forearm you gripped hard trying to catch your breath.

"Rio..." you moaned out throwing your head back as your eyes were struggling to stay open.

His hips snap into yours harder than they had been and you yelp eyes opening wide.

“Eyes on me.”

You wrapped your legs around him tightly and rolled your hips on his dick.

"Damn girl." Shit was feeling good, he ain’t ever had a bitch throw it back like you was doing.

"Harder Rio.”

Fuck he mouthed loving how you knew what you wanted.

He held you hips with one hand, the other wrapped around your throat as he slammed himself vigorously into you over and over. Your moans became screams with each thrust.

You feel that build up coming and Rio could too. He quickened his pace as his lips made swirls on your neck.

"Rio.." You moaned out with him nailing your spot.

"Scream it baby..." He moaned into you ear and sending chills over every inch of your body.

So you did just that.

You screamed his name the whole time you were cumming.

And fuck did you cum hard.

You were still screaming that shit when he finally came.And he has wasn't done there.

He made sure to tear your shit up, til the sun came up.

#black!reader #black writer #black female reader #rio good girls #rio x reader #manny montana #rio imagine #rio x black!reader #rio x you #good girls imagine #fallforyou500

[yanderu-deredere]

How Casimir, Eun-jeong Yoo, Gavin Ciarán Byrne, Ryuunosuke Yamamoto, Gawain dubhán byrne react after a night of drinking they don't remember a thing and wake up naked with the reader next to them without clothes on too

a/n: LMAO AIGHT IRRESPONSIBLE DRINKERS please drink responsibly anon and make sure you don't do things like these dumb yanderes /j

warning: irresponsible drinking, dubious consent

casimir fiala ★ profile

it would definitely be unlike him loool becos he's not only a heavy weight when it comes to alcohol but he's also very particular about the alcohol he drinks cus he's picky about taste

if it did happen, it would have to be when he goes into town to get supplies for him and his wife and the two of you would find yourself in a high end hotel where he'll wine, dine and fuck you

when he wakes up and sees you, he'll take at least thirty minutes just to observe you. of course, he'll still be as smitten with you as he was when he was drunk

then, when he's had his fill of staring at you, he'll get up and cook you food or, if he's feeling especially sore, order in some room service. he'll wine and dine you again to get into your good graces

when you wake up, he'll convince you not to turn this into a one night stand. if you don't agree? well, he always has some chloroform for emergency purposes and he'll haul you back to the abandoned factory so you can't get away

this one night stand means something. the fact that he got drunk, fucked you and was still smitten with you in the morning means something. and he'll pull you apart and push you back together over and over until he figures out what it means.

eun-jeong yoo ★ profile

another one where it's very unusual for him to get drunk. he only really drinks makgeolli (a type of rice wine) or soju but both get him drunk fairly easily. it's just, you know, he never drinks in public LOL

if you're especially mean to him in the morning, he'll be less likely to really want anything to do with you. he's already not very confident in himself and a requirement for his darling is that they at least start off kind to him

and if you are kind? and soft? and you admit that you've seen his scars when the two of you fucked and that you didn't mind it at all?

well, good luck getting away

if he finds himself in that situation where he's absolutely smitten with you, he'd fully take responsibility and he won't let you get away either. you have to take responsibility too (even if his excuses on why you need to don't make sense)

he's just not a one night stand kind of guy!

unfortunately, he's not a very charismatic guy so, if you really don't want to, he might not be able to convince you

but that's okay! because if you run away from him, he'll find you and then he'll be more prepared with something that'll bind you to him indefinitely

aka he'll drug you and get you to his house asap

gavin byrne ★ profile

this is very normal for him LOL he's not always out partying and drinking but it happens more often than not

except, this time, unlike the indifference he usually feels with his one night stands, he takes one look at you and finds himself endeared

so, now, you're stuck with him

he'll stay and ask you if you wanna grab brunch, what your number is, does this mean you guys are dating now, etc.

if you don't go with the flow and follow his lead, then he'll act like it's fine. after all, though he doesn't remember last night, it might be that you were just looking for one night's worth of fun

but then, suspiciously enough, suddenly you're meeting gavin everywhere. he says it's a coincidence and you believe him but, truly, it's literally everything but that

he'll use his connections all over the city to make sure that the two of you are always 'bumping' into each other

after all, if you guys keep meeting and fucking/hanging out, then he'll grow on you, right?

ryuunosuke yamamoto ★ profile

ryuu does often get drunk and party but he's never ever had a one night stand until now

to ryuu's romantic delusional brain, having fucked you means something. it means that, though he doesn't remember, there was something about you that attracted him that strongly

so, of course, he won't let you go.

it'll be a lot like gavin where he'll follow you all over the city

unlike gavin, though he won't be as charismatic about it LOL it might not be as obvious to a more oblivious darling but, if you're perceptive enough, you'll notice how suspicious it is

ryuu is a 'kind hearted' guy who wants to be honest with his darling, the love of his life, so it'll be hard to lie about why he's suddenly in the same place as you LOL

it's the same if you decide to be with him LMAO he'll be obsessed enough with you that he'll always message you and ask for dates

he'll also be the type to accept it if you only want to be fuck buddies after the one night stand

in his delusional mind, he thinks he can change you and make you want him enough to marry him!

gawain byrne ★ profile

the world is ending LOL gawain is literally so responsible and aware of his limits that it'll really be a surprise that he got that drunk and that he had a one night stand

he won't know one night stand etiquette and will make sure you get something to eat when you wake up, he'll make sure you're all wiped down, he'll double check that you're okay; he'll really care for you

and it won't even cross his mind that it's a one night stand. he just believes that you're his now and he's yours; the two of you fucked and are now dating and he won't let you deny it

if you really insist that all you wanted was one night of fun, he'll say he understands but, really, he won't understand at all

he'll pull his connections and get you kidnapped so he can trap you in his penthouse LOL if you don't want to take responsibility and date him, well, then he has no other choice but to make you take responsibility.

and don't worry, he'll take care of you very very well

#yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #oc x reader #yandere #male yandere #male oc #drabbles #gawain #gavin #ryuu #eunjeong #casimir

[daily-dipcifica-doodles]

What career choice do you see Pacifica taking when she's older? I could see her being a lawyer, real estate or even Mable clothing business partner with the company selling all kinds of sweaters.

oooh boy you made a mistake asking me that cause i'm gonna have so much to say JJDFJFDSKL

don't fret, this WILL include doodles, I'm a doodle sideblog it's my thing ✨

also dipper is gonna be included in little bits of this thing here and there cause dipcifica blog, par for the course 👍

sorry in advance, love!💖

ok SO

when thinking about careers for the kids, including mabel, i try to think about what their goals seem to be in canon vs their talents

for pacifica, her goal is clearing up her family name and her talents are... quite a few for her age. she's charismatic, she has an eye for fashion, she's great at golf though i severely doubt she'd be interested in that as a career, and she probably has a decent amount of knowledge on legality and things in that vein considering who her parents are and what they deal in

she could be an actress, a lawyer, a fashion designer, a model... lotta options there JFDDS

for dipper, his goal is... well he doesn't quite have one tbh. neither him nor mabel lol

we know what he likes! he really loves mysteries, he likes singing (as shy as he is about it) and has a decent voice imo, he's pretty charismatic as well when he feels comfortable and confident in himself, and he's a very analytical guy

but none of those things are a goal per say, and they could all branch off into multiple career paths: archaeologist, adventurer, scientist, novelist, detective...

different circumstances could also change his career path very easily because of his not very solid goal - provided he has enough motive, he could absolutely pull a stan and exploit the supernatural for monetary gain, if something happens to his family or pacifica that would require an easy way to make a lot of money

there's a LOT of ways to decide for dipper and they're all centered around what kind of story one would like to tell lmao

anyway, onto pacifica's options!!

careers for her would depend on how she wants to approach clearing up her family name i'd say?

if she were to decide to become a well-accomplished person so that her family name would be cleared because of how great and well-known she was, she could pursue acting tbh?

there's a lot of things she could do but idk i feel like she could be a great actress if she wanted to be

that or a politician, but i don't think she's interested in the mess that would bring lol, that's more within her father's line of interests

the nice thing about her being an actress is her bringing dipper to all the galas and premieres and stuff and him not knowing how exactly to act in that situation (of course, assuming he didn't pick a career that has him deal with large crowds of people daily - he'd already be used to it in that scenario)

hence: doodle

now, if pacifica were to decide that the best way to clear up her family name would be to take all legal matters into her own hands and go about that very literally, she'd absolutely become a lawyer or something in that vein

this could lead to a lot of sleepless nights especially while she's studying to be a lawyer, so - many fluff and flangst options there ;)

aaand that's all I have on Pacifica rn - it's 5 am so my brain's a lil mush

anyway sorry for the rambling, you activated the essayist in me 😔

i'm very talkative despite how it might seem JDFSKLSD w h o o p s

have a great day! ✨💖

#gravity falls #pacifica northwest #dipper pines #doodles #dipifica #dipcifica #dipper x pacifica #asks

[bread-writes]

I would like to request a Lookism one please

ok so:

The reader is like a single mom and after a couple dates eith either the lookism boys or girls she decides that she want's them to meet her baby (who's like idk 1 ig you can change it I dint mind) how eould some of them react to their s/o having a kid?

you can do what ever characters! (but can one of them be Vasco? You can have whoever else!)

OooO that sounds interesting!

I’ll be combining it with this request since it’s pretty similar.

Writing under the cut!

CW: Children, Single parenting, Mentions of abuse and kidnapping (mild)

Vasco, Samuel, Jake, and Sinu Finding out The Person They're Seeing is a Single Parent

Euntae Lee

he probably would’ve never found out you were a single parent until you told him

he just assumed that you were busy with your life

never questions when you had to leave a date early after getting a notification on your phone

after a few dates or so when you’re finally comfortable enough, you take him to see your child

inviting him to your home was easy enough, you suppose

he’s a little confused on why you’re insisting on meeting up at your home, but is actually very excited to see what your home life is like

is taken aback by the sheer amount of toys littering the ground

you apologize, clearly embarrassed by the mess

the babysitter turns to greet you, surprised and a little terrified by the man at your side

however when they see your interlaced hands, they understand almost immediately, excusing themselves after handing your child back to you

if Vasco was shocked before, he’s definitely very very confused now

upon seeing him, your child would freeze before whimpering and sobbing

dropping his hand, you coo at your child, gently brushing away their tears whilst gently bouncing them in your arms

“...Is that your little sibling?”

you softly shake your head, refusing to meet his questioning gaze

the gears start to turn in his head; from your early exits to the toys on the floor

this was your child

he’ll stare at you for a moment, his eyes shining brightly with an emotion you couldn’t quite name

he’s mesmerized by how quickly you were able to calm the child--your child and is captivated by pure amount of love your gaze holds

after your child calms down, they’ll stare at Vasco for a moment, protectively clinging to the fabric of your sweater

their gazes sends cold shivers down Vasco’s spine

would they hate him?

do they find him scary--

he’s broken from his thought as a small babble makes its way to his ears

your child reaches out to him, their grabby fingers grasping onto his clothes

he stills for a moment until you let out a soft laugh

he watches as you allow your child to latch on to him, the soft smile on your features sending butterflies throughout his stomach

yeah, he could get used to this

Samuel Seo

definitely one of the more suspicious ones when it comes to your secret 

he won’t question it as much if you tell him you’re okay or to stop being so nosey

but, to be fair, when have words ever stopped him?

he won’t do much, just a little digging

which lead him to the fact that you live with someone else

a someone that you’ve never told him about

however, that’s not the part that surprised him

what surprised him was that the other tenant was a minor; listed as your dependent

how he found this out, you’ll never know

he’ll confront you about this

you weren’t happy to see him snooping around in your life, but you eventually sigh before taking him to your house

the babysitter was surprised to see you back so early, but handed you your child nonetheless

Samuel’s eyes would flicker between you and the child, noting the striking resemblances between you and the child

unsure of his feelings, he would excuse himself before making his leave

to be honest, he’s terrified

he’s never been the best when it came to familial relationships

from a young age, Samuel was exposed to violence which blossomed into a few dangerous habits

ex: nearly losing it whenever he’s interrupted

he doesn’t want to project said habits onto your child and potentially lose you; the only one who’s been able to put up with him

when he comes by the next day, you raise a brow as you open the door but usher him in anyway

your child just stares at him and he stares back

it’s just really awkward until you step back in

you move to pick your child up only to be stopped by your lover

he bends down and picks them up underneath their arms, lifting them up lion king style before continuing to stare at them

“This is fine... I suppose.”

Jake Kim

like Vasco, Jake is an idiot who probably never found out you were a single parent unless you told him

there’s also the fact that he’s also extremely busy and wouldn’t question your random disappearances

the way he found out you had a child was actually an accident, really

you were just taking your child for a small stroll in the park when Jake spotted you

he was concerned as to why you were hunched over and what currently had your attention

as he approached, the light coos of your child began to fill the air, mingling with your laughter

a hand on your shoulder caused you to flinch, quickly turning to face the person

your eyes widen as your eyes land on none other than Jake, subconsciously trying to shield your child from your lover

when he sees the child the first thing that goes through is mind is whether or not you kidnapped this child

no, like, seriously

“...Did you kidnap a child?”

“Wha-- No! Why would I kidnap my own child?!”

it takes a moment for your words to sink in 

but when they do, Jake’s eyes are wide with disbelief and you’re covering your mouth 

your child only stares, unable to read the tense mood between their parent and the giant man

when Jake shakes himself out of his daze, he sighs

at first you think he’s mad at you

that is until his arms wrap around your waist and he nuzzles his face into your shoulder

you can feel his lips pull into a smile as he continues to hug you

“You didn’t have to hide this from me. I would still love you regardless if you had a child or not.”

Sinu Han

he strikes me as the kind of guy who would already know but would want you to be comfortable enough to share it with him

when you do, he’s over the moon

...even if it was just a slip of the tongue

he’s so charismatic that you won’t realize what you said until you see the gleaming smile breaking his face

“I’m glad you’re finally trusting me.”

you blink up at him, “You knew?”

he ruffles your hair his unwavering smile sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach

“Of course I knew!”

when you offer for him to meet your child he’s so happy he almost immediately dragging you to buy gifts your child

even if you tell him that it’s fine and that Big Deal’s already tight on funds he’ll insist that he buy a gift because this is your child, after all

yeah, Samuel’s definitely pissed with his sudden splurging, but says nothing to his boss

definitely doesn’t stop him from glaring at the pile of toys and onesies  Sinu bought for your child

Jake on the, other hand, is just concerned

he knows his boss could be weird at times...but was it really necessary to buy three versions of a single cat toy?

upon actually meeting your child, they just instantly click

almost as if they were his child all along

not going to lie, you were pretty jealous

but as long as the to people you cared most about in your life were happy, who were you to be sad?

i- uhhhhhhh I’m back??? Definitely not my best work... especially Samuel’s part, so if you aren’t satisfied with these feel free to shoot an ask! Again, so sorry for disappearing off the face of the Earth like that... 

Edit: LMAO NOT ME FORGETTING TO ADD TAGS FJDIHFJOIDKJFNODKL

#lookism x reader #lookism #sinu han #sinu han x reader #jake kim #jake kim x reader #euntae lee #vasco #vasco x reader #samuel seo #samuel seo x reader

[thespoonisvictory]

why do you (@ anon, but also you said you agree) say dream has nothing planned ? the dteam have all talked a bunch about how they have a lot of plans for content when george moves to america in dec-jan. dream doesn't upload as frequently as other yters but his uploads are consistent (around 1 video a month) & his vids have only increased in quality/editing

this is going to be very long, but here goes:

for me, there are two types of content ccs make: content that maintains and satisfies their current audience, and content that is good enough to reach new fans and grow both their skills and audience. while obviously you need the second type, the first type is also kind of needed as filler, so ccs don't burn themselves out, and so the fanbase can get a sense of familiarity with your content.

let's use wilbur as an example. content like his arg, skyblock randomizer, his loh video, and his dsmp plot are all examples of "growth" content. they're high quality, tap into a new niche, and show off his skills in different areas. one off streams like chill geoguessr, games like ultimate chicken horse, and his later ylyl streams, chill origins streams, etc, are "maintenance" content. he's usually not reaching many new people with them, but he's maintaining an audience with still high quality content that's familiar to them. neither category is inherently better than the other, and you need both to coexist.

now, overtime, "growth" content will become more familiar and stop pulling in as many new viewers as it's popularity peaks, obviously (what happened with ylyl for wilbur). this isn't a bad thing, but it usually means that if the creator wants to continue growing something has to rise to replace it (100 players at the time got much bigger, I believe, then dsmp).

the issue with dream is that he hasn't produced any "growth" content that's lived up to manhunt in absolutely ages. he's pulling a lot of views, sure, but his attempts at something new to replace it are lack luster at best (for example: his survivalist video underperformed), and his manhunts haven't gotten the same fandom hype, nor have his two most recent manhunts performed up to snuff.

once again, that isn't to say dream is "doomed" or anything, far from. 20 million views is still 20 million views, for god's sake. the issue is that his content isn't progressing towards anything. his streams are nonexistent, and he's mainly riding off the manhunt clout as anything that's not a manhunt under performs. which is fine... until fans get bored of manhunt. he's essentially driven himself into a corner where his content is stagnating and not really improving beyond technical aspects like editing, as you mentioned.

what is he known for, besides manhunt? it used to be speedrunning, but, well...

the same for sapnap, except worse. he's ventured far further into variety than dream, but he hasn't really innovated anything to have him stand on his own. george is a whole other case, and I genuinely think he's the most stable cc in terms of content of all of them, but I'll limit myself to dream here.

while irl content is around the corner, that's a risky venture at best. sure, the vlogs could be a hit, and they definitely will be for his super fans and those attached to his dynamic with the dteam, but the idea that dream will suddenly be this super charismatic and funny person to watch irl when he's never had to deal with so much as a facecam, is unrealistic. once again, sapnap is similar, and george is a whole other can of worms.

tommy's vlogs worked immediately because his confidence level is skyhigh and he has a stage presence like no other. dream doesn't have that built in, so what is irl content going to be beyond them just awkwardly vlogging their experiences? I don't think that they're going to be able to carry high intensity bits like tommy and wilbur, so... what are they going to do lmao. george is by far the most comfortable with it, but he's never had to carry content by itself, which seems ridiculously difficult in public lmao.

this isn't to say the dteam aren't talented, just that this is way out of their wheelhouse and they're going to need time they might not have to learn, practice, and adjust. hardcore fans will love it no matter what, but your average manhunt viewer probably won't enjoy dream carving pumpkins with sapnap, and the internet at large looks down on the dteam.

they have enough viewers to sustain them for years, but nothing new on the horizon that promises continued growth and maintenance of their audiences, especially with minecraft views on the decline (especially as we come of the pandemic)

td;lr: the dteam isn't going anywhere in terms of their livelihoods and hardcore fans, but I don't really see them maintaining their insane popularity

#asks #dream critical #once again not rly but for blocks #future talk

[phantaloon-books]

(some) Riordanverse characters (bc I never read TKC) and which Hogwarts House I think they would be in

Warning: this is a long one

Nico: the dude is definitely Gryffindor without a doubt. Like Sorting isn't about some traits and some characteristics, it's about core personality. He may have gone through some of the roughest stuff when he was 10-12, and he was resentful and bitter, but he was brave and bold af throughout everything he did. From learning about his powers, to using them relentlessly despite knowing how exhausted he is afterwards, to his willingness to do whatever is necessary to do what has to be done, because it has to be done. You can't change my mind that he's Gryffindor lol.

Grover: Do I even need to explain why he's Gryffindor? He's a satyr, and even if we're shown strong satyrs, they're not really supposed to be brave fighters. Yet he is one of the strongest, bravest nature spirits we've ever encountered in the Riordanverse, and one of the bravest in general. Like he's so passionate about doing what is good, he's a hero, and the only thing he doesn't match with common Gryffindors is that he's humble and as far from arrogant as could be possible, but it doesn't take his courage away.

Hazel: She's Gryffindor, and core personality-wise, she and Nico are very much alike. They don't ever think about themselves, like Hazel really always does what has to be done, no matter the cost, I mean she literally died preventing Gaea to rise the first time, and she freed Thanatos while believing he would take her back to the Underworld. She's brave af, and she has one of the most strong willpower we've seen in the Riordanverse. She's a passionate hero, and she's the closest thing to a real knight in shining armor.

Lester: I'm gonna place him in Gryffindor because I don't think he fits in in the other houses lmao. That said, as Apollo he's very shitty, but as Lester, he's one of the most courageous people. He's grown so much, he's so willing to actually do stuff now, and sacrifice everything to do what's right, including his life, even if he doesn't know he's gonna survive. Hell, he really went most of TTT with an incredibly painful wound that nearly turned him undead, and he cared more for the future of Camp Jupiter than his own life. Additionally, he's a bit arrogant and cocky, but he truly means well, I love Lester so much.

Clarisse: Look look, all I have to say is that no one could have pulled off less than half the stuff Clarisse has done, she's so Gryffindor it hurts. She's reckless and impulsive, but she's driven by her passion to do good, even if she's the daughter of war, and was bullied by her own father. She's daring, she's bold and she is the hero. She's also arrogant and thinks she can solve everything by herself, something characteristic more of the canon Gryffindors in the books, rather than what the fans have shaped. In fact, she's very much like Gryffindors in the books, who are actually very rude to other houses and think they're the best. Still, at heart, she's in this house.

Alex: I'm in a huge dilemma about where to put them, but I reckon they'd fit pretty fine in Gryffindor. Not only are they daring and courageous, they're proud of who they are, but not in a too full of themselves kind of way, rather in a 'I am who I am, and if you can't accept me, fuck off' kind of way. They can get carried away rather easily though, and very arrogant, thinking they don't need anyone else, when they do in fact need some company. They are one of the kindest and at the same time most ambitious characters we've met, but they are brave beyond understanding in a very personal way, thus, Gryffindor.

Percy: I think it's fair to say he'd be Hufflepuff, because loyalty is literally his fucking fatal flaw, and he is the kindest sweetheart to all those who deserve it, he goes out of his way to help those who need help, whether that be mortals, halfbloods, gods, magical creatures or even his own enemies. He's too good for this world, and even if he's grown a bit bitter, he always looks to fight justly for what is right, and never loses faith in others. That, and the fact that he turned down immortality so that the olympians were more inclusive of minor gods, and their children were treated better. He's just a lovely soul, he's like 80% Hufflepuff so that's enough for me. All that and he's stubborn as hell.

Jason: Hufflepuff. Just, undoubtedly Hufflepuff. Like he seems to be this cold and self centered hero with a superiority complex (bc of all the son of Jupiter stuff) but he's the softest guy there is. Not only is he hardworking, open minded and kind, he appreciates justice but he doesn't seek for revenge or anything, he makes sure people are treated fairly and wants everyone to be accepted. Proof of that is how he continued Percy's job of including more gods, and made sure Nico felt comfortable with who he was. He truly has a heart of gold. (He deserved better btw)

Meg: God I can't decide between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, but I think I'll go with the former. She's so strong, my baby, she's faced so much wrong, but she's still so kind and understanding of others, especially those who deserve kindness. She puts up such a hard facade, but she's so patient and warm and inclusive. She's brave and strong (as strong as the big three kids, if not stronger), but she's also so loyal to her beliefs despite how she was forced someone else's beliefs for years, so I'll keep her in Hufflepuff. Also, she's stubborn af, and she can be lazy, so that settles it.

Will: I KNOW some people will say Will could be in other houses that are not Hufflepuff, BUT I won't have it any other way. Will is literally the warmest person ever. He is kind and sympathetic and enthusiastic and patient and inclusive. Like Helga Hufflepuff would take one look at him and lose her shit screaming "mine". He's the guy who saw the son of Hades so many people were scared of and immediately grabbed his hand and transfered him some warmth and didn't let him go ahead and get himself killed. He's also the one who everyone loves and likes, so much that Clarisse gets along with him and he can calm her down. He's the ideal Hufflepuff, you can't change my mind.

Magnus: I mean, what else can you expect from the son of the god of summer? He's literally a guy who heals others with warmth. He's also the guy who spent years on the street with the most difficult situations, and accepts every single person the way they are. He's inclusive af, and tolerant of everything. He's the guy who's closest include a deaf elf, a Muslim valkyrie, and a black dwarf, and he's dating a genderfluid person. Yes he's brave, and he's kinda smart, and he's ambitious, BUT none of those qualities overpower his Hufflepuff nature.

Piper: Kinda debated whether Gryffindor or Ravenclaw fits more, but in the end I went with Ravenclaw. Even though she isn't a fighter, she's very very brave, yet her bravery isn't compared to her wits. Like others in the PJOverse, she wins her fights by outsmarting her opponents, but unlike others that's one of her strongest traits. She's witty and creative and a little on the negative side, she really struggled to work in a group rather than by herself. On another note, she's able to keep calm in crazy situations and come up with the craziest most unthinkable solutions (I'm talking borderline ridiculous) that always somehow work. She's not booksmart, but she knows so much about everything, and she's lifesmart you know?

Reyna: Why are some of these so hard? Deeply debating whether she'd be Ravenclaw or Slytherin. In the end I'd go more for Ravenclaw though. Reyna's smart as hell, she's strong and sharp, and she always sees the best way out of a situation. She's witty and observant, being able to keep her cool in battle and lead others in the best direction. She's always looking to grow, and she prefers to do things on her own, but she's a great leader. She has some Slytherin qualities, and she's not learning as learning oriented as others, but she's definitely Ravenclaw.

Sam: Let's face it, Sam has the only active neurons in all of MCGA, she's definitely Ravenclaw. I'm gonna be honest though, I've only read MCGA once, so I can't remember much of their personalities, but Sam is witty and clever, pretty much the only one who can come up with competent plans, while the others rely mostly on luck and whatever plan they can cook up in 5 seconds. She's loyal and true to who she is, and she's extremely courageous and proud of who she is, but her sharpness is what she stands out for me, which is why I put her in Ravenclaw.

Annabeth: I know the obvious option is Ravenclaw, but I genuinely think she's also Slytherin. Yes she is booksmart and wise like Ravenclaw, but her personality matches Slytherins' ambitious, cunning and resourceful nature. She's smart as fuck, but she's calculative, she always finds a way to end up winning, and while she does so by outsmarting her opponents, she wouldn't need to outsmart them if she weren't so competitive. I feel like there's this 40/60 odds on Slytherin rather than Ravenclaw, but it's that small difference that counts. Plus her leadership skills are so powerful that people don't ask, they just know she's the boss.

(Also just picture the sweet and loyal Hufflepuff boy with the strong and cunning Slytherin girl, like it should be as opposite as it is with Poseidon and Athena, but they're so cute)

Leo: Idk what you can expect that's not Slytherin. This boy is the embodiment of ambition and determination. Reminder that not all Slytherins are bad btw (I'm slytherin myself), but like he's life smart and cunning, and he can analyze situations faster than anyone else. He's charismatic and talented, and there's no one to stop him from triumphing. I don't have much to say, I just know he'd be in Slytherin.

Rachel: She's kinda a difficult one, and I struggle between Gryffindor and Slytherin, and tbh I'm still not sure. But I think I'd place her in Slytherin, because even if she's brave af (especially since she was a mortal fighting in a war out of her power), her main trait is her determination. When she's set on something, she gets it done. You can't tell her she can't do something, because she will find a way to do it. She's kind, and she's only a mortal, but she still has incredible power unlike any other. I don't think I can really name it, but I think she'd be put on Slytherin with much difficulty from the Sorting Hat.

Luke: Where else could Luke possibly go? On the meaner side Slytherins have created themselves, Luke would be part of those misled by who preceded them, by those who want to take advantage of their mistreatment (bc let's face it, Slytherins are mistreated by both students and Hogwarts staff), and turn them cold and bitter. Luke is ambitious and manipulative, being manipulated himself, and it comes easily because of his natural charisma and talent. He's very freaking determined and cunning too. He'd fit right into Slytherin, but he'd be viewed as one of the rotten lot.

Thalia: I don't have much to say about this, but Thalia is the girl whose fatal flaw is their desire for power (or smth along those lines), just like most Slytherins. She's ambitious, she's smart, she's truly talented, she stands out between the rest, and she knows it, and she actually kinda likes it.

(Also I put Annabeth, Thalia and Luke in the same house because they're all kinda similar, even if their beliefs and postures are different.

Frank: Ngl I'm having more difficulty with Frank than anyone else. I'm kinda torn between Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. I literally can't choose. He'd fit perfectly in any of them lmao, I just can't decide where he'd go. You decide this one yourself.

Please keep in mind, this is my personal opinion and my take on the characters, and not all of you will agree, and that's fine! You can let me know what you think (kindly please, don't come at me), and if you want to, send me an ask on a character you want me to do the same as these (as long as it's not TKC, I'M SORRY I haven't read those) go ahead, don't be shy!

#pjo #hoo #toa #mcga #riordanverse #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood #nico di angelo #clarisse la rue #luke castellan #will solace #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #frank zhang #hazel levesque #magnus chase #alex fierro #samirah al abbas #hogwarts houses #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #slytherin #rachel elizabeth dare #lester papadopoulos #meg mccaffrey

[myluciferiscody]

Summer of ‘84

Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,426

Warnings: smut, language, sex in a public place, au!, all characters are 18+, i’m sorry if this is bad lmao

**using my current tag-list so feel free to ignore**

It was June of 1984 when you and your close friends returned to your jobs at the local drive-in theatre the last Summer before you started college.

It was your second year working here, and you were sad that it would be the last. It was an easy job. You'd work nights only five days a week. It was nice being able to make your own money and have fun with your friends while doing it. 

You were working the concession stand tonight with Xavier Plympton. You had been friends with him the longest out of the bunch. He was one of the best co-workers you could ever ask for. Despite his constant complaining about dealing with customers, he was always armed with perfect comebacks when you were stuck dealing with a Karen. Plus, he did work hard, which was a relief. Some of the other teenagers you worked with were only there for the paycheck, clearly. 

You were particularly excited because you were able to see the screen playing Gremlins and Ghostbusters. You rarely got to enjoy the movies. You were either working the ticket booth or continuously walking around, making sure nobody tried to sneak under the rotting wooden gates surrounding the lot. 

It was just after 9:30 when Gremlins started, and you and Xavier had just finished up the line.

"Let's hope the crowd stays away so we can clean up." he sighed, stretching his arms above his head. The ugly yellow shirts you had to wear rode up a little, and you caught yourself staring before a pair of hands covered your eyes.

"Gah!" you said, and you heard the loud laugh of Montana Duke behind you. 

"Sheesh, you're such a scaredy-cat!"

"I was distracted!" you said, your cheeks burning as you started to wipe down the counter, which was covered in popcorn kernels. "Shouldn't you be with Brooke right now?"

Montana slid over the countertops, going to the pop machine where she started filling up two cups. "We're parched, it's just now starting to cool down a bit. Larry is making us patrol for the next forty-five minutes before the others take over."

You nodded, scrubbing a particularly stubborn spot of butter that was probably from the night before. 

Xavier had laughed at what Montana said, and you immediately knew why. They had been caught in quite the compromising position the first night the theatre was opened this season. You were surprised they hadn't been fired, and Brooke had given two shifts away after the fact to avoid being questioned about it. 

"He's a fucking pervert anyway," Montana said, putting lids on both cups. "I gotta go. Be good!" she called sweetly before she bounced out of the rickety building. 

"I wish these fucking fans would work!" Xavier grumbled, fumbling with the switch of the nearest overhead fan. It made a creaking noise, the metal blades moving an inch before it stopped. 

"They're ancient," you laughed, finally getting the spot cleaned. "Candace told me they've been here since this place opened."

"These are like forty years old then, how fucking convenient," he grumbled, before giving up. "You'd think they could afford to replace them."

"Watch your language," you scolded. "We don't need another complaint."

Xavier smirked at you, starting to restock the popcorn buckets. "y/n, you should really stop being so uptight, babe." he teased you.

"I am not uptight!" you gasped, your mouth falling open as you dropped the rag into the sanitizer bucket. 

"Exactly what someone uptight would say!" he retorted, laughing at you, his hands methodically stacking the buckets handful by handful. 

"You won't think it's amusing when you're fired, you ass!" you said, causing Xavier to throw his head back and laugh rambunctiously. 

"That's the least of my worries, babe," he grinned at you, and you felt your heart swell. "What would you do without me?" he said.

"I'd probably actually get some work done..." you mumbled, starting to refill the popcorn machine with fresh kernels. "But I'd have to deal with the bitchy Karens all on my own."

"Watch your language!" Xavier mocked you, balling up the plastic and tossing it in the nearest trash-can. "Hey y/n- oh, someone is coming."

You told Xavier you would take care of the customer as he started restocking the cups, watching as you showed the young boy all of the ice creams you had. He was cute, probably no older than eleven with thick-framed glasses and a toothy smile. 

"Thank you, Miss," he said, before hurrying out.

"I think he liked you," Xavier said as you closed the register. "That's cute."

You rolled your eyes, seeing Larry sitting in the projection room, already asleep. "Shut up, he's young."

The next half-an-hour you only helped two other customers. Many people came to use the bathrooms, but other than that, you were alone with Xavier. You had cleaned up everything there was to clean, and you decided to dig out the book you brought to pass the time. 

Xavier watched the screen through the large window next to the entrance, the portable stereo tuned into the theatre's station. He was very amused by Gizmo, even gushing at the little creature.

"That's cute," you mumbled to yourself, chewing on your lip to keep from giggling.

"I heard that," he said crossly, his eyes on you now.

"I didn't say anything," you shrugged, bookmarking your page. "I'm hungry, I want a pretzel."

"Lucky for you, I popped one in for you," Xavier said, gesturing towards the pretzel heater right next to him. "It should be done now."

"Thank you, Xavier!" you said happily, coming over and taking it out. Xavier watched you, and he reached next to him for a bucket of popcorn he had gotten for himself. He put a handful in his mouth as you started pouring nacho cheese into a plastic container. 

"Hey, y/n?" he asked again, looking at you.

"Yes?" you asked, watching the hot cheese, feeling your stomach growl with hunger.

"Do you remember my friend Chet? He graduated last year?"

You nodded, moving to sit next to him on the counter. "The cute dark-haired kid who is really athletic?" 

"That's him," Xavier said, stuffing more popcorn into his mouth. "I ran into him the other day, and I told him I was working here again. He said he worked here for a season before we met."

You encouraged him to keep going, wondering where this was going. You knew Chet Clancy, mainly because he was a popular jock who dated multiple girls throughout the years. You have only spoken a few words with him in your entire life, but he was sweet enough. 

"Uhm..." he said, looking a little nervous now. You thought it was odd, he rarely became this way around you. "He asked about you."

You perked up, tearing your pretzel in half as you watched him see if he were joking. He wasn't, looking you dead in the eyes, and you could see he was honest.

"He asked about me?" you asked, shocked.

"Yeah, he kind of... Hinted, that he was interested in you."

You found yourself smiling. "Really? I never really talked to him..."

Xavier nodded, "I know. I was a little shocked myself."

You ate some of your food, now thinking about dating Chet Clancy. You never would have imagined it, and not even because you rarely knew him. He just seemed so out of reach. You weren't the "normal" crowd he hung out with.

"Wow... That's insane," you said simply.

"Yeah... But I kind of choked up and said we were dating."

You spit out your tiny bite of food, covering your mouth as Xavier looked at you with wide eyes. "WE'RE NOT DATING!"

"Shh!" Xavier said, almost dropping his popcorn in an attempt to cover your mouth. "I know, y/n, I don't even know what happened," he growled, tossing the bucket aside. "I panicked."

"Why would you panic?" you asked, wrinkling your nose as you picked up your un-chewed food with a napkin and tossed it in the bin. "We're friends."

"I got... Jealous," he replied lamely.

You glanced up at him, and he was looking at his lap, his face wrinkled in embarrassment. You were thrown for a loop. As long as you had known each other, not once did there seem to be any romantic inclination. Of course, you've crushed on him a bit, I mean, who wouldn't? He was funny, charismatic, gorgeous, and saw something in you that he wanted to be your friend.

"Why?" was all you managed, your voice hushed and confused.

"It made me realize that I like you. And we're not little kids anymore. If I didn't tell you how I felt, then I might lose the opportunity to tell you." he said, before laughing dryly, "I guess it took another guy being interested in you for me to wise up and stop being an idiot."

You started to grin at him, and Xavier looked relieved. "Does this mean you're not mad?" 

"I'm not mad," you assured him, putting your food to the side. "I'm just surprised. I never would have thought..."

"Babe, I'm clearly head over heels for you, I tease you relentlessly because I like to make you laugh. And I like when you get snappy with me." he grinned at you, his eyes sparkling as you heard a group of teenagers pile into the bathroom, giggling. 

You scooted closer to Xavier, and you could smell his body wash. "I just thought it meant you liked to pick on me." 

He threw his arm over your shoulder, pulling you into his side. "I do, with love."

After that, you had spent the rest of Gremlins talking, sitting close to each other, and giggling madly. You had to go back to work once intermission started, and you felt your heart-beating wildly every time you heard Xavier's voice. You listened as girls giggled and whispered about him, cashing them out with a broad smile. At one point, you heard him go, "Sorry, ladies, I'm taken."

When the last movie started, you turned off all the machines, cleaning everything down quickly. The one thing you liked about this theatre is that intermission was the final call. You'd have time to clean up and be on your way home before the second movie was even half-way through.

You had set aside some food for the others while you finished up. Brooke Thompson and Montana came in, taking some leftovers and asking if you wanted to watch Ghostbusters. 

"We'll be out in a bit," Xavier said, gesturing to the broom he was holding. "Whoever worked in here last time did a shit job."

"Cool, we'll be in my car!" Montana said, before scurrying out with Brooke, their arms full of popcorn, soda, and nachos.

"I'm so ready to skip this joint!" Xavier said after he finished swimming, and you switched off the first set of lights. 

"Me too. Are there any nachos left?" you asked, locking up the safe.

"Just enough for the both of us," he replied. You stood up, walking over to him, and you ended up tripping over your shoes, colliding with his chest.

"Oh shit, you alright?" he asked, grabbing you tightly.

"I'm fine!" you laughed, looking up at his figure towering over you. "I think I tripped over the crack in the floor..."

Xavier stared down at you, and you felt his hand come up and brush against your cheek. You felt your skin tingle underneath his touch. "We're gonna get caught."

"I don't care," Xavier whispered before he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours.

You held your breath as you melted into his touch. You've been in a few relationships before in your time, but nothing ever compared to what you were currently feeling. Xavier held your head in his hands, your kiss becoming more heated until you felt him pulling you towards the back, where the storage was kept.

"We're gonna get-."

Xavier cupped a hand over your mouth, pulling you into the closet before shutting the door. There was a single light hanging above you that he flicked on, and you could barely see the movie screen from the rectangular window sitting high above your heads.

"Trust me, Babe. If you're quiet, we'll be fine."

You nodded, holding onto him as Xavier pushed an empty box onto the floor, lifting you up and setting you on top of a sturdy table. There wasn't a whole lot of room. He reached over to lock the door.

"What are you doing?" You asked, kicking off your shoes. You were wearing denim shorts, and the air around you was much colder than you expected. You got goosebumps as Xavier played with the button of your shorts.

"Could I take these off?" He asked.

You nodded shyly, biting your lip as he slowly unbuttoned them, the only sound being your shared breathing and the zipper being lowered down.

"Have you done this before, y/n?" He asked, his hands gripping the waistband of your shorts.

"I've done a few things..." you said, your cheeks becoming hot.

"I'll be gentle, I promise." He said, before starting to tug your undergarments off. You lifted your hips, and he quickly let them drop to the floor. Outside you could hear the audience collectively laughing at something.

Xavier shed out of his shirt, throwing it on the nearest shelf. He wasn't overly muscular but was nicely toned. You've seen him shirtless many times over the years, but this time was different. He was beautiful.

"Are you enjoying the view?" He asked arrogantly, flashing you a smile as you instinctively crossed your legs. "Ah, spread them for me, babe." He kindly scolded.

"Of course, I am!" You respond, "You're hot, and you know it, babe."

"Cute," he winked at you, before looping his arms underneath your legs. Your breath caught in your throat as he pulled you closer, spreading your legs out for him. You could feel how wet you were against the crisp air, and you wanted to die from embarrassment at how easily you became aroused.

"Remember to stay quiet." He said, grinning at you mischievously. "You don't want to get caught."

You squeezed your eyes shut at his arrogance. "Fuck you."

The words had barely left your mouth when you felt his tongue lick a quick swipe along your thigh. You shuddered at the feeling; your stomach trembling as Xavier purposely teased you. You weren't lying when you said you have a little experience. But, you never received oral before. You gave it once, and that was it.

You let out a quiet gasp as he finally licked along your folds, your hands itching to grab onto his hair already. You refrained, lifting them above your head to keep from messing anything up.

Xavier was skilled as he ran his tongue gingerly along your folds, before pushing his tongue inside. The feeling caused hundreds of butterflies to fly over your stomach. Your thighs clenched as he adjusted his hold on you, kneeling down to push his head deeper between your legs.

"Oh, fuck!" You said a little too loudly before you felt his hand covering your mouth. You mewled and sighed against him as Xavier slowly ate you out. You always heard from Montana that it was one of the best feelings in the world, but you never imagined it being quite like this.

Nor did you ever expect to be here with Xavier, but life was crazy.

You grabbed onto Xavier's arm as he started sucking on your clit. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when he teased your entrance with a single finger, barely testing the waters.

You were lost in the feeling when suddenly the door handle rattled. You jumped out of your skin, nearly trapping Xavier between your thighs when you heard the security guards' high-pitched voice. "Fuck! Larry must have locked it before he left."

Xavier freed himself, prepared to cover you with his body when the voice of Mason, a co-worker say, "It's fine, we'll just have to look in there tomorrow. I can't find the key anywhere."

You heard their footsteps fade away, and you and Xavier both glanced at each other, before giggling madly.

"I'm sorry, y/n," he whispered in your ear.

"It's not your fault?" You said, running your hand along his face now.

"I'm gonna go back down here now," he said, kissing your hand before slinking down your body again. You let him go, now covering your own mouth as he grabbed your legs, his mouth instantly closing over your clit.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his fingers once again teasing your entrance. "I'm gonna make you cum in my mouth."

Xavier continued until you were shaking so severely that he had to hold you down by the hips, almost forcing you to keep your legs open. Xavier pumped a finger inside of you, his thumb meeting your clit while his tongue teased it simultaneously.

You came in minutes, sighing loudly against your hand as Xavier cleaned you up, before placing kisses along your thighs. You breathed heavily as you sat up, quickly taking off your shirt, revealing your bra.

"Fuck, y/n," he said, allowing you to unbutton his pants, your hands fumbling to get them off as soon as possible. "You're hot."

"And horny, so please take off your pants." You begged, reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. When you were completely naked, you stared at Xavier's dick, wondering how in the hell it was supposed to fit.

"Don't look so scared, babe," Xavier said, cupping your cheeks in his hands. "Have you?..."

You shook your head, "I never got this far."

Xavier nuzzled your neck, and you wrapped your legs around him as he kissed along your skin, trailing along your collarbone before placing kisses on your jawline.

"Do you have a condom?" You asked, suddenly having an epiphany on the importance of safe sex.

"There's a box behind the pack of lightbulbs," he said, and you pulled back to look at him. "Chet told me about them, I swear."

Xavier wasted no time grabbing a condom from said hiding place, and you watched as he slid it on with ease. You wrapped a leg around his hips again, and he hugged you while he pressed kisses to your face.

"Let me know if I'm hurting you, baby girl," he whispered, and you nodded, holding him tightly.

You focused on the sound of more laughter from the audience, keeping your breathing under control as Xavier slowly pushed inside of you. He felt you tense up, holding you tightly and not moving until you encouraged him to do so.

After a few moments, you told him to move, figuring it would worsen before it got better. Xavier nodded, still holding you tight as he rocked his hips into yours, both of you panting as you grew more comfortable having his dick inside of you.

When you felt a lot better, you laid flat against the table, keeping a leg wrapped around him while he increased his pace. Xavier's face was screwed up as the pleasure coursed throughout your body. His large hand reached forward, grabbing at your breasts while you attempted to keep your moans at bay.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," you said, trying to keep your leg from slipping off his hip.

"You're so fucking hot, babe," he said, leaning over you until you were almost nose to nose. "I want you to come for me, y/n,"

You shook your head, not wanting this to stop.

Xavier hid his laugh, increasing his face slightly. "You're going to fucking come for me, y/n."

"Make. Me." You said through clenched teeth.

Xavier laughed now, adjusting your free leg enough to easily slip his hand over your clit. He rubbed you out with his thumb, focusing on you, wanting you to come before he did.

"That's it," Xavier cooed as you finally clinched around him, crying out behind your hand as he slowed down, watching as you coated his length. "Fuck..."

You dug your heel into his skin as Xavier came, his hips stilling as he kneeled over you, kissing you deeply. You were breathless as he kissed you fiercely, hardly allowing you a break until he climbed off you.

You sat up, feeling light. "That was amazing."

Xavier grinned at you, pulling on his boxers after taking off the condom. "It's all you babe, not me."

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[ak8shi]

Sugawara + Bokuto: HQ boys as workout instructors series

Kuroo + Iwaizumi ver.

warnings: light swearing!!

Sugawara Koushi

After coming back from school for summer break, you decide to renew your gym membership!!

A ton of your friends have recommended taking yoga, so you sign up for a class, just to try it out

The class takes place on Sunday mornings at 10 am, leaving enough time for you to grab a light breakfast before class

You decide to pick up an acai bowl from your local smoothie/nutrition shoppe you stop in so often that the workers know your order LMAO

You decide to sit down and scroll through your phone while you wait for your order,,, but then the door chime rings alerting you that someone else has entered the small shop

You look up, making eye contact with the most beautiful man,,, that you’ve probably ever seen

He looks at you for a second with his light eyes, giving you a polite smile, then goes up to the counter to order a smoothie

Sis,, why are you in love already hahaha

You, wearing old yoga pants and an old raggedy T-shirt, no makeup on, hair messy: why is this my life 😔

One of the workers finally calls your order number, and you go to grab it from the counter before you make a fool out of yourself in front of this angelic man

You scarf down your breakfast in your car, making it to the gym twenty minutes before your class begins

Tidying your appearance a bit, you pull your hair up and tie your large shirt before walking into the yoga studio

You, seeing the beautiful man from the smoothie shop at the front of the class: ☺️wow☺️my luck☺️

He hasn’t seen you yet since you decided to set up at a mat in the back, but the man addresses the class,

“Good morning everyone, my name is Suga and I’m going to be your instructor today! Please make sure you are stretching in the meantime before we officially begin!”

He gives everyone the biggest, most glowing smile UGH

Oh so he’s ANGELIC angelic,,,,, yet sexy somehow

As you begin stretching, he starts walking around to see if anyone needs help and he’s coming towards you dear god

Suga’s face lights up, obviously recognizing you from the smoothie shop

Him, the best boy, smiling down at you: hey! Do you need any help stretching? Also, I didn’t catch your name this morning at the smoothie place :))

You: It’s y/n, & you can do more than help me stretch <3

Asaksjajaksjk anyways,, he gently guides you through some simple stretches, pushing on your back lightly and guiding you (with your permission ofc)

You don’t notice, but from an outside pov he’s kind of a blushing mess

Finally, he goes back up to the front he suddenly remembers he has a class to teach

Suga’s class consists of extremely calming music, Jack Johnson, and nature noises !! relaxing king

The class is so refreshing and not what you expected at all, also Suga’s AMAZING?? And so flexible

It’s super enjoyable because he has all these little tricks to do difficult movements and poses, and he adds in little comments about things dadknsdf

Suga: move your arms as low as possible, even lower than your standards for men ladies

After the class finishes, you feel amazing and energized, dare I say life changing ,

A few weeks pass, and you’ve gone to every yoga class that he’s put on; he’s just that good

He comes over to talk to you at your mat before every class, making casual conversation

Him: hey, are you coming to my class next week? If you don’t I have an event planned 🤬

You: Is that a threat

Him: ..

He’s TEW MUCH LMAO very witty but so loveable :(( honestly how could you not have a crush on this pretty boy

You literally have no idea that he looks forward to teaching the class now, just because he’s able to see you

Oblivious, you kind of accept the fact that you really like him, but almost every woman in the studio OGLES over him so you try not to get your hopes up

One day before class, you stop into the smoothie shop, and he’s already standing there in the shop, hands shoved into his Lulu Lemon shorts,,,, looking so unbelievably handsome

Him: finally, I can buy you a drink

You: over my dead body sweetie ☺️

After fighting in the shop like the idiots you are,, you give in and allow him to pay for your smoothie

Suga: Look, I already know what to order for you, that’s how well I know my favorite yoga student ;)

You: …I’m allergic to peanut butter

Him: Heart’s 💔 been broke so many times-

LMAO anyways, he let’s you order and before you can get into your car to head over to the gym, he gently grabs your arm to stop you

“I know we don’t know each other super well… but I really like you and think you’re beautiful. Would you want to go out with me sometime, like not at the gym?”

DJDJDOID HE LOOKS SO NERVOUS PLEASE !!!

Ugh his genuineness is so attractive to you, of course you say yes, causing a huge smile to cover his face

You: I’ll race you to the gym, if I win you buy my smoothie again next week

Suga: deal

Suga also that day: gets a speeding ticket and is late to class

Bokuto Koutarou

So your university gym offers a large variety of classes, including an extremely popular class called Hip Hop Fitness,,, you see where I’m going with this

You sign up with your friends for a Wednesday night class, thinking it would just be nice to destress since midterms are over

You and your gals carpool to the gym together, and you walk into the dance studio,, there’s already music playing super loudly,

Immediately your eyes as well as everyone else’s are drawn to the man standing in front of the studio mirror, adorned in sweatpants and a black tee-shirt

“hEy welcome to Hip-Hop!! I’m Bokuto, thank you for showing up tonight!”

He is so damn loud I’m howling

It’s hilarious because he literally looks like a frat dude, like super buff and intimidating, but his personality and teaching position says otherwise

He stops the other music from playing and puts on his playlist, asking everyone to stand up from the wooden floors

“Okay everyone, I have a few rules; number one, follow me. Number two, give it your all, and number three, you better be throwing it back with me. Let’s get it.”

He turns on his playlist and its Nicki LMAOO you are on the ground

The playlist consists of a lot of female rappers and singers, also remixes of pop songs, in other words it’s IMMACULATE for dancing

He is SO charismatic and HOT, you can’t take your eyes off him; He’s amazing at dancing ok but you’re sweating by the time the second song comes on

He’s the type of instructor that yells things out, “OKAY I see YOU,” “AYYEE” LMAOSJDMS ,,, he literally gets himself and others so hyped up

However,,,  it seems like he hovers around you a lot throughout the class, trying to dance with you

Your friends: sis…

You, oblivious: ???

Bokuto: 🔍👀 a crumb,,, ma’am ?

Him, yelling over the music: what’s your name????

You tell him, not thinking anything of it, but then he drags you up to the front and starts throwing it back thick king

You try to keep up with him,,, but we all know he’s untouchable when it comes to cake, LMAO

By the end of the class, you are EXHAUSTED, it truly was a workout

Bokuto is still energized and looks like he could do another class though

He says bye to everyone, and you leave the class not really expecting to see your little crush again

BUT

..

Around a week later you’re walking to the library on campus, and you’re scrolling through your music library to find the perfect song to listen to on your walk

You literally still can not stop thinking about Bokuto, he’s just an unforgettable person truthfully

Someone kind of bumps into you, and you look up ready to apologize, but when you look up you are met with Bokuto’s amber eyes

He’s with another super tall, black haired dude with piercing blue eyes, who he doesn’t even introduce lmao poor akaashi

He’s so happy to see you again I would die for him

Him: I wanted to talk to you after the class but I couldn’t find you ! I guess its kind of like fate bringing us together again, AKAASHI,,, this is the girl I was telling you about

You, a mess: sir you own my entire heart already

Him:

Him: I need to take you out IMMEDIATELY rip your study plans and Keiji getting ditched

He grabs your hand, dragging you to the coffee shop located just off campus

He is so eccentric and fun-loving, his personality is everything you thought it would be ++more !!

He definitely guilts you into going to his classes ,, but I mean are you really losing here

You get to see a sweaty Bokuto, dance with your crush, and then he usually takes you out to get ice cream after because fuck a diet ! He doesn’t believe in that bullshit

He’s so proud of meeting you through his class, he brags about it to everyone,,

Bokuto: yeah😌 she fell for how much ass I have

Kuroo: k... literally I didn’t ask

#NSISJSJ NOT SURE ABOUT THIS. but i had fun writinf it nonetheless #and i finally got to write for my baby suga!!!☺️💗 #ughhh also koushi wearing the lulu lemon I REALLY AM A SIMP FOR YOGA INSTRUCTOR!KOUSHI #haikyuu!! #sugawara #bokuto #sugawara kōshi #bokuto koutarou #sugawara x reader #suga x reader #suga headcanon #suga haikyuu #sugawara headcanon #sugawara imagine #sugawara scenario #bokuto x reader #sugawara fluff #bokuto fluff #bokuto drabble #bokuto headcannon #hq bokuto #hq x reader #hq headcannon #bokuto imagine

[eremiie]

this is for the matchups! Thank you again for helping me figure it out. If you could chose a male for me i would be so happy!

I have brown eyes, brown hair, around 5’3-4” and am very athletic! I’m a gemini and my mbti is ENFJ-T. I’m passionate and think of myself as an analyzer, so i’m charismatic and reliable to others. I am a perfectionist though, it’s caused my self esteem to decrease a lot in only a few years from not thinking i’m good enough:( I’d prefer physical love language, simple things like hand holding or cuddles for reassurance. tbh not too focused on it sadly, i’ve got a lot on my plate rn. Not into selfishness/ cockiness and/or being too kind lmao. (I like the courageous type😭) An extra note is i’m a competitive dancer, so i basically revolve around always trying to be the best. Thank you so so much!!

let me tell you, this is the fastest match up i’ve ever done😭. i matched you up so quickly that i almost forgot that i still had to find you a runner up LMFAOOO

i match you up with...

eren jaeger.

let me tell you girl... i read off your description and every single attribute of yours immediately checked off so many of eren’s attributes in my head. you are so much like me, we even have the same mbti, but this isn’t about me, this is about you and eren; you are both extraverts (y’all will have the most fun together omg), but listen, he is a sensor while your intuitive, he’s a feeler like you, and while you judge he perceives. your personalities click and you guys rile each other up in the best way possible, you’re both passionate and that’s great for your relationship, constantly showing each other your love for one another leaves little to no doubts about you as a couple. you’re charismatic while he is charming which compliments each other nicely (not gonna lie he fell for you charms and he fell for them HARD, he can’t 1up you in that sense) you’re a perfectionist and he’s a determined person so in a way you’re both always trying to get things done in the best possible way. even though your self esteem is low he is trained on making sure you feel like the best version of yourself, trying to boost your confidence and making you feel like the prettiest, smartest person to exist. both of your love languages are physical touch which means both of you are always hands on and half of the time it’s subconscious. it’s so natural for you guys to hold hands or for him to hold you close, it’s absolutely adorable. he can get a little selfish but it’s always for a good reason, and he has some bark to him so he’s not too kind! you’re a competitive dancer which i presume means that carries on into your day to day life, making you a competitive person in general so you and eren go toe to toe against each other in a good way. your relationship is so playful and so fired up, it’s so evident that you’re a couple when out in public and the two of you love each other HARD.

you guys naturally compete at everything together, who can get each other the best gift, who can cook the best meals, etc

PDA is so apparent in this relationship, he’s always kissing up on you, holding you close, he just loves clinging to you

he was definitely crushing hard on you before the two of you started dating, and he probably knew you because people compared the two of you so often

y’all are so playful; tickle fights, play fighting, you name it you guys probably do it😭

he likes to come to your dance competitions and he’s always cheering you the FUCK on

your arguments are literally so bad... they get so heated and you end up not talking to each other for days

when you start doubting yourself his favorite thing to do is pull you into his lap and tell you how beautiful and amazing you are and basically force your bad thoughts away🥺

your runner up was jean!

ngl this is one of my favorite matchups i did, i hope you liked your matchup and tell me how i did<3

#eremiie aot matchups

[aqvarius]

[WALKTHROUGH + REVIEW] Masquerade Kiss: Yuzuru Shiba Season 2

Expectations:

I just want to start off by saying that the prologue is absolutely outrageous. There are probably so many targets that hang around the EAC headquarters, especially since HQ is presumably 3 miles within the UN Headquarters and let’s not pretend that there isn’t at least one target going to work there everyday. I actually spent 30 mins on google maps street view trying to find exactly where this location is supposed to be modelled after so I could find all the companies and buildings that have potential targets and then just gave up lol. BUT either way, I refuse to believe that a top international intelligence agency would just go WARNING WARNING and go into emergency lockdown because a target entered a 3 mile radius of HQ. Ridiculous. Also, the letter from the EAC even in the Yuzuru prologue also calls her Arisa Mifune which is her Kazuomi alias lol.

EDIT: I found the location of that background which implies that EAC HQ is modelled after 2 Hammarskjold Plaza or somewhere near (which is right next to the British Consulate btw, how did MC not see that on her way to the building. Also conveniently near something called Japan Society.). Note the octagonal-roofed thing on the bottom left, the general shape of the building, the covered part of the building lobby, the blue sign (afaik street signs in NYC are green) and the position and shape of the building down the road. And I know I’m taking this whole thing way too seriously, but Jeffrey Epstein had a mansion about 2 miles away from here so this whole 3 mile emergency alert thing is just ridiculous. Sure, Epstein probably never existed in the world of Masquerade Kiss but come on, it is highly unlikely that not a single target lives, works or passes by for a kebab within a 3 mile radius of the EAC HQ.

With that out of the way, let’s talk Yuzuru. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if I was going to even play Masquerade Kiss ever again. I like most things about the game but Love Choice is honestly just a turn off and the only LC game that I am genuinely drawn to is actually Destind. But then I had 287 unused hearts because I bought a bunch of hearts with the intent of playing Kyogoku’s route in Romance MD (and then I didn’t because I actually just don’t like that game) so I decided to give it a shot. I actually (surprisingly?) prefer Kazuomi to Yuzuru as a character, but I like Yuzuru’s MC more than Kazuomi’s MC and I was intrigued that Voltage would push this whole love quadrangle thing. We’ve seen hyper-jealous Yuzuru before in a substory so I think I went into this route more interested in the plot aspect and to see how they would develop the kind of strange relationship between Yuzuru and his MC. I genuinely enjoyed Yuzuru’s S1 MS a lot and wanted to see how he and his MC would grow as a couple. Also I wanted to play it in order to write a review to bring some traffic back to my semi-hiatus stagnant blog lol. Please give this a like/reblog please I’m begging you please :’(

Keep reading to the walkthrough and review. I’ve calculated a way for you to get to EE with all CGs (50 hearts saved), SHE with CGs (83 hearts saved), or a cheapest overall option to SHE (107 hearts saved).

Stop scrolling after the walkthrough and guide if you haven’t yet played and don’t want the route to be spoiled.

Walkthrough:

Story 1:

Yes, we should keep an eye on him.

No, it’s not necessary

Story 2:

“You came to be with me.” (Love Meter +1) (6 hearts)

I can’t say.

Story 3:

I sign without hesitating.

I hesitate for a moment.

Story 4:

Text Yuzuru.

Don’t text him.

Story 5:

I’ll sign it. (Love Meter +1, CG) (13 hearts)

I’m not going to sign a New York contract.

 Story 6:

Casually intervene. (Love Meter +2) (11 hearts)

Pretend not to notice.

Story 7:

See him out without asking what’s wrong.

Ask what’s going on.

Story 8:

It’s payback time. (Love Meter +1, CG) (16 hearts)

Don’t do anything.

Story 9:

Start touching him. (Love Meter +2) (12 hearts)

I can’t interrupt.

Story 10:

Seduce the info out of him. (Love Meter +1) (8 hearts)

Try to force it out of him.

Story 11: (second chance)

Gently ask about it. (Love Meter +3) (18 hearts)

Now is not the time.

Story 12:

“I’m thinking about you.” (Love Meter +3) (13 hearts)

“Nothin’.”

Story 13:

“It was fun.”

“It was relaxing.”

 Story 14:

Apologize and keep talking. (Love Meter +1) (7 hearts)

Ouch. I have nothing to say for myself…

Story 15:

Play dumb: “What are you talking about?”

Ask: “What if I am?”

Story 16:

Find out if he’s jealous. (Love Meter +2) (18 hearts)

Don’t ask any questions.

Story 17:

“I’ll stay ten more minutes.” (Love Meter +2) (14 hearts)

I have nothing to say.

Story 18:

Ask about his Texas accent.

Don’t ask about it now.

Story 19:

Call out to Yuzuru.

Let him go.

Story 20:

Put up a strong front: “I’m okay.”

Tell the truth: “I’m not okay.”

Story 21: (second chance)

Ask Yuzuru why he did it. (Love Meter +3, CG) (25 hearts)

Don’t ask any questions.

Story 22:

“Not as stubborn as you.”

“You already knew that.”

Story 23 (useless):

Trust Yuzuru and don’t go. (Love Meter +1) (13 hearts)

Right now, I have to go to Jeremy.

Story 24: (second chance but she saves him either way)

Rush over to protect Yuzuru. (Love Meter +3) (19 hearts)

I can’t get there quickly enough.

Guides:

I calculated the cheapest ways to get to Eden End and Super Happy End with CGs and without CGs. Just opt for the heart scenes that I’ve highlighted in each guide below.

Click the read more below for my review. Stop here if you haven’t yet read the route because there are spoilers galore.

Review:

Honestly, I have mixed feelings about this route. As I read through, I thought the pacing was excellent and I was really drawn in by everything about it, especially the relationship between Yuzuru and his MC. It has definitely been a while since a LC route really captured my full attention. However, upon rereading my notes and writing this review, I do have quite a few issues with it, particularly the plot. I’ll go through the things I enjoyed about the route first and then discuss what I find to be its limitations.  

So Yuzuru is great in this route. We get a far more expressive and soft Yuzuru. We get to see the most charming side of Yuzuru again, his childlike passion for engineering and innovation. This, in my opinion, is Yuzuru at his softest and most appealing, when he is genuinely passionate and not just doing the hyper-organised scheduling thing (although naturally most of this is hidden behind a heart scene). Sometimes it’s nice to remember that Yuzuru is human.

He’s definitely more playful with his MC in this route, even going as far as to blur the lines between work and personal life a little bit in a way that I found quite unexpected. There’s a lot of flirty banter between them, as well as just little suggestions of flirtations here and there in their body language – in front of people too! Scandalous. It almost reminds me a bit of Kazuomi and his MC, which is definitely a pleasant surprise. A lot of these scenes are hidden behind heart scenes, which I’ll get into later, but I will say that these cute and suggestive moments between the two are probably some of the best moments of the route, and part of the reason why it was so easy to keep reading.

I’ve mentioned this before but Yuzuru’s MC is my favourite version of the Masquerade Kiss MC. She’s great in this route too – cool, calm, great at her job. I also love that she likes Night at the Museum? Lmao me too girl. She has such trashy taste in movies and it’s a cute quirk that definitely makes her more relatable within the sensational premise of the game. Personality-wise, I think they did a good job at bridging the professional and personal aspects of her personality too, making her read like someone who has different personas that are different aspects of the same person. You definitely get a sense of the conflict within the MC when she has to extract information by using her sExUaLiTy when her boyfriend is watching on lol, even when they kind of make it out like a game. It is interesting and quite novel to see a Voltage MC successfully pull off a honey trap on a guy who kind of repulses her. We get snippets of it in other games such as Her Love in the Force but HLITF MC is always careful to keep boundaries so we never get to explore the full potential of the jealousy that can crop up in such situations. MK MC goes above and beyond to give us (and Yuzuru) a show. With that being said, I do feel like they kind of drew back from it a little by having Jeremy be super forward with his affection so the MC just has to respond, keep him on the hook and pull back every now and again, rather than actively needing to pursue someone to obtain information.

I also really enjoyed that moment when Yuzuru tells her to shower before going to his bed to wash off “Mia.” It solidifies that he’s really in love with her and not her charismatic, flirtatious hostess alias. Throughout the route, the blurring of the personal and the professional is definitely a theme that we see cropping up in the lives of both the MC and Yuzuru. It’s something that I find particularly interesting and I’m glad they picked this developmental direction since both Yuzuru and his MC are notoriously bad at mixing those two worlds, with both of them consistently and repeatedly picking work over love. We also get to see Yuruzu and his MC almost working together at times, which I adored. At times, they feel like a team. As always, they have tons of sexual and physical chemistry but they are slowly building up on the emotional chemistry and communication issues which is so crucial for character and relationship development. 

The SHE and EE in particular has some incredibly cute moments. Yuzu’s MC describing them as part of a machine is *chefs kiss* incredible. Their sex scenes are intimate, loving and incredibly romantic. Yuzu preparing his NYC home for MC? Adorable. And, most importantly, him not only tolerating but welcoming his MC’s “bugs” in their relationship? That’s character growth babey. 

With super long LC routes, I always get tired about 7 chapters in and give up and then have to come back and finish it later. However, this route sped along. The pacing of this route is pretty quick and snappy – in fact, I wouldn’t have minded if it was actually longer? Developments tend to happen pretty quickly, there are plenty of moments between Yuzuru and the MC that keep the story moving, and there’s basically very little, if any, ‘downtime’ in this route. Because they are constantly in the club or at Yuzuru’s place lol.

The writing/language quality is great. I felt genuinely tense every time Yuzuru and the MC almost got caught in the club and even more so when the MC went to Jeremy’s home. I couldn’t spot any significant typos or coding errors. The readability of this route is definitely top quality.

Moving onto my gripes with this route, I would say that they have to do mostly with flimsy plot, characters being reduced to plot devices, and lack of relationship conflict.

Firstly, something that I always find a bit off about the premise of EAC is how public their relationships sometimes are and how the MC’s private life even works. Yuzuru literally gets swarmed with people in the prologue asking for autographs and photos and yet later in the route can somehow go on a public date to busy tourist spots in central NYC with a spy? (That being said, I refuse to take that prologue as canon because of how sensationally ridiculous it is.) Let’s not pretend the EAC isn’t watching them lol (they even imply multiple times that this is the case). Is she not worried that Jeremy or Grace or any SHIBA or Space Crystal employees or any of the numerous powerful and dangerous people who frequent Freja will spot them together? There is no way she looks significantly different as Mia than as herself unless she’s wearing prosthetics or can turn off her star aura like Britney Spears can.  Also, is the MC supposed to be mixed? No one has any questions about how a native Japanese woman can get away with being called Mia Knightley?

They also set up this tension of something happening to the MC without Yuzuru ever knowing which never really plays out. There’s a brief callback to it but it’s more about the MC finding an excuse to see Yuzu. I thought the drama would have more to do with the MC having to keep secrets from Yuzu and disappearing but that never happens and so the repeated mentions of this particular source of anxiety don’t really amount to anything. I also wish they made better use of the stun bracelet! I think it would have been cool if that was what took Jeremy out. Symbolically, it could have worked as a physical manifestation of Yuzu’s trust and support of his MC and her job helping to protect her against the Big Bad.

Okay so my main issue is about the villains and the flimsy plot. Jeremy and Grace were such wasted villains!! If this guy went crazy and murdered 3 people… how did he manage to not only reinvent himself but in fact become a very high profile tech executive with more or less the same name? Imagine if Elon Musk was actually a crazy murderer who used to be called Elon Avrevic… there’s no way that he would be able to bury this, especially if he came from nothing and had no connections during the time in his life when he committed these murders. If there are actual criminal reports about his crimes that can be accessed by the EAC and SHIBA, how did he not get taken in for life after murdering 3 people? Why is he even free in the world? It’s such a big plot hole to me… doesn’t have the same fingerprints? Did he get such extensive plastic surgery that he’s not recognisable and also burn off his fingerprints? Evidently not, since the MC can recognise both him and Grace from childhood photos!

I also didn’t think his motivations were really that convincing. We get a throwaway line about his alcoholic father killing his mother because she tried to leave him, but in general they set Jeremy up with so much potential as this psychopath who hunts a very specific type of woman but then they just kind of throw it away with him just going crazy and shooting people because he just wants “girls and money”. Nooo Jeremy they did you so dirty!!!

I just think they built him up as this incredibly dangerous and manipulative predator but then just made him a standard alcoholic incel. He could have been such a good villain. He could have maybe drawn the MC in with sob stories about his mother and actually made her doubt her instincts with his charisma and vulnerability, with it turning out that the whole time he was just luring her in, instead of just relentlessly hitting on her and then getting carelessly drunk and going crazy. He spends so much of the route attempting to play and get with the MC and then just throws it all away by getting pissed and letting her basically have free reign of his apartment? I just don’t buy that a co-founder of Space Crystal would get to the top without being more clever, suspicious and manipulative – especially since he murdered 3 women and still is somehow a free man, ‘disguised’ as a very successful CEO?  Also, if he really just wanted girls and money, there were a thousand other ways of doing it. He could have been so clever and instead they just made him have occasional psychotic breaks with no discernible trigger. Disappointing.

(On a side note, they made his house look weirdly similar to Epstein’s manor. Or maybe all Upper East Side homes look like this, I have no idea. I did look around on Google Maps and I guess a lot of the homes in this area are kind of similar.)

Grace is also a wasted character. She kind of feels like a MacGuffin just to have this love quadrangle in order to play out the jealousy plot but ultimately plays no significant role. Actually, both Grace and Jeremy basically just act as jealousy plot devices, only the jealousy plot isn’t strong enough to actually threaten Yuzu and his MC’s relationship (except for one moment which to be honest doesn’t even play out like that because of jealousy and rather because Yuzu is trying to protect his girl).

Speaking of that moment, I thought that Yuzuru’s “push the MC away plan” could have been stronger. I feel like it’s not like him to do make such a basic attempt at fooling his MC. It might have worked in a different game but all of the MK guys usually know that they can’t trick their MC with cheap Harry and the Hendersons plots and they tend to not disrespect her enough to try. I know that as readers, we enjoy not knowing what the love interest is up to because it ups the tension and drama but I feel like there was a way of having that insecurity and conflict play out while keeping everything a mystery and making better use of the characters. Like maybe it could seem like Yuzuru is running into Grace’s arms after finding his MC in a compromising position with Jeremy when he’s actually doing his own covert investigations and making plans to foil their ultimate plans. Or maybe even working with Grace to take Jeremy’s wild country-bombing plans out. That way, we would prolong the jealousy/love quadrangle plot with the MC stressing about Yuzuru and Grace’s relationship, especially when she already doesn’t trust Grace. It would also make better use of Grace as a character and her position as both someone with a ginormous crush on Yuzuru and as Jeremy’s ‘partner’. If Grace also ended up betraying Jeremy to help Yuzuru and the MC, we could also have had some extra heartbreak about Grace having to betray the one person she has always had in her life (and maybe some extra backstory about Jeremy going nuts as part of having to protect himself and Grace from their parents and the world). #voltagehireme lol. I also find it highly unlikely that Jeremy managed to set up this whole missile-launching phone app business under Grace’s nose, especially when Yuzuru knew about it. Also, the idea of an American attempting to launch a missile to destroy the whole of Japan is a bit… on the nose lol.

The season isn’t really driven by relationship conflict even though they were pushing the whole jealousy line in the marketing. In the end, I don’t think the route is as much about jealousy as it is about trust – but then again, Yuzuru has always placed ultimate trust in his MC even in S1. I can see this being an issue for people who went into this route wanting genuine conflict in their relationship so that they can overcome and work through it to develop. There’s only a little bit of conflict towards the end when the MC goes to Jeremy’s home, and then that kind of gets discarded pretty quickly anyway. They just happen to be better at communication this season, and a lot of that is because of Yuzuru going out of his way to keep tabs on his MC. This is probably what makes the route so easy to read, because Yuzu is more open. However, because of this, while it is great that their communication as a couple improves, it may not necessarily feel that earned? With that said, credit to the writers for making Yuzu more open without making it feel jarring or like he’s had a sudden personality change.

And on another note entirely, I wish there was a bit more detail about the three “S”es and more involvement from Kazu and Kei, who basically just make gratuitous appearances in this route. Learning about them making Takoyaki together at Oxford is such a cute detail and also such an international student in the UK thing to do. Find me one Asian student studying abroad in the UK who hasn’t collectively cooked home food in halls with friends from their country (it’s always hotpot for me lol). I wish there were more moment with them actively involved in helping the MC.

Finally, I have my usual issues about the Love Choice system. If you play the route for free, you get very few cute scenes between Yuzu and his MC, miss out on some major character development moments (esp that planetarium scene) and you get a fade to black ending in the Normal End. Personally, I started playing Voltage in the early 2010s so I don’t mind fade to black endings, but I think the mature/sex scenes are what a lot of MK readers are here for, so it’s a shame that there isn’t even a kiss scene in the NE.

Overall, I would say that the chemistry between Yuzuru and his MC is what keeps this route going and flowing. I would recommend it if you just adore Yuzuru, want to maximise time with him and don’t really care much about plot. Otherwise, while their relationship is brought to new levels, it does not happen because of the plot as much as Yuzu’s response to events we don’t necessarily see, and it does not necessarily feel that earned because the plot doesn’t really put their relationship in that much jeopardy.

Don’t get me wrong, I actually really enjoyed reading this route – I found it super easy to keep reading, and Yuzu kept me hooked. I also love Yuzu more than ever. I think it’s a similar situation to Takane’s route, where the route made me love the love interest more, but has an average/flimsy plot. I imagine that his PoV will reveal more about those events that make him go out of his way to keep an eye on his MC, but as a standalone route, I wish there was more actual relationship conflict leading to more development.

#yuzuru shiba #masquerade kiss #mk #walkthrough #review #voltage #voltage inc #voltage otome #otome game #otome blog #otome romance #love 365 #love 365 find your story

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Get to know my ship!: Ornithoptershipping (Bruno/Crow)

ornithopter (n.): a machine designed to achieve flight by means of flapping wings.

Character Profiles

Crow Hogan: 5'7, baby brother, father of at least five, a go-getter 

Bruno: a whooping 6'5, garage puppy, tol hunk, very good at building things 

(Note that this post is a bit more mature and suggestive than my usual posts, so please take caution. This ship also goes with my Kizunashipping sheet! They can and will coincide.)

How it happened: Bruno is hot as hell, and Crow Hogan has both eyes and taste

There's not really much romance involved in Ornithoptershipping (at least for me), but after Jack picked him up from that parking garage and Yūsei no less said, "He's our new friend now," Bruno became more familiar with everyone in Team 5D's. Everyone took him quickly, and at the same time, Crow noticed other things about Bruno, namely the things he hid under his clothes. You see, carrying a box worth of tools everyday in his jacket and being so big made Bruno a hunk, and also a very good looking one. Crow, having good tastes, got even more attracted to Bruno after finding out what a nice guy he is, and the bird loves big, nice guys like Bruno. ;)

So he teases and flirts with Bruno who, however, is kind of sense and oblivious to such advantages. That's why the first chance he could—say, when Jack and Yūsei left to see Grieger—Crow pounced, being straightforward (naked apron, naked apron), and Bruno was just . . . swept away because Crow is really cute and very convincing. They broke a table. Becoming sex buddies afterwards wasn't much of a surprise, lol. They really do enjoy spending time together, though Bruno is embarrassed easily if asked about their more adventurous activities. They broke. A table. The dining table.

Handling Conflict: free passes in an otherwise uncomplicated relationship

Bruno and Crow don't get into fights or arguments together; the former is too apologetic to push the blame, and the latter is often very relaxed around the other. I mean, if Bruno actually does something wrong or say something silly, Jack already takes care of that, but Crow is really forgiving towards Bruno in general. 

These two are very supportive of each other, and their friendship is quietly satisfying. :)

Relationship Attitude: friends first, always

As I said before, there's not much romance in their relationship. They don't go on dates or put each other over other people. Instead, there is Romance in their relationship in that they just spark feelings of friendship, amusement, affections, and so on with each other. They don't hold hands, but it's easy for Crow to tell Bruno, "I love you." It's easy for Bruno to feel that he belongs when Crow unhesitatingly accepts his kisses just because Bruno wants a kiss. How easy it was for their worlds to meet up and connect. Crow and Bruno have had deep discussions about things Crow keeps from others, especially his brothers, and often, Bruno learns a little bit about the self that he's forgotten. He can't completely pinpoint everything, no memories returning, but he recognizes emotions he is sure he had once felt before, before everything was just darkness.

Sex is just an added bonus.

Showing Affection: one is often conscious of his action, the other not so much

Crow puts in the effort in being affectionate because he is often conscious of how other people react. He's not as good as Yūsei, but if he picks up a good response to, say, a compliment, he'll use it again. ("You look great, Akiza. Just like you do everything.") It's the same for non-verbal stuff like patting Leo and Luna on the head to calm them down. He is good at doing both and likes doing both.

Bruno, on the other hand, has coding, D-runners, and the WRGP in his mind, not noticing that he does things that bring a smile to people's faces. He kind of just has a smile on his face all the time, and it’s soft. When he gets excited, it gets bigger, and he has a really nice laugh. When someone talks to him, he speaks genuinely, not realizing how much of an impact it can have on others. ^^

Dealing with jealousy: no reason to get jealous, guys

No, yeah, Bruno and Crow are very casual about each other. Maybe Crow is a bit jealous of Bruno because Bruno can talk to Yūsei a lot more, but really, there’s no hard feelings. Crow would never stop people from having other friends, especially ones who can keep up with you. (It’s like your sibling got a pet dog and starts playing with the dog more; that’s the closest example I have for you, and I’m not wrong.) Crow knows how to wait for his turn. :P Bruno doesn’t get jealous either because he can easily just go off doing his own thing, but he won’t say no if someone wants to relax in the same room as him, or ask for a helping hand. 

Crow and Bruno both acknowledge each other as friends and their own person. 

Attachment: cares and support each other

Neither men are the type to be clingy, and they like having their own space. They don’t have to spend time together; they choose to. They’re the kind of people who are together because they can be. Crow, though, when he’s feeling really comfortable with someone, can be a bit needy and get a little childish during those times, so his independence level is a bit less. 

First to confess their feelings to the other: Crow. Jack and Yūsei were gone for a good while, and the bird took the opportunity to pounce. He’s not a bit apologetic about it. Actually, he’s still gloating over it. 

First to apologize after a fight: Definitely Bruno, if he ever gets into fights in the first place. He’s a bit of a pushover and would apologize even for things he shouldn’t be sorry about, lol. 

The more popular/charismatic one: Bruno isn’t that reserved, but as mentioned before, he’s got coding, D-runners, and the WRGP in his mind. He’s very polite and helpful, and no doubt friendly. He’s just quieter in volume and less sarcastic in tone so he can be a bit of a pushover. (No worries, he’s got friends to watch his back.) Crow, on the other hand, can and will make friends with you; sometimes, if you’re an orphan or an old man, he’ll adopt you so he is as much your problem as you are his, and you love him for it. 

The best caretaker when the other is sick: Jack. Bruno has the same issue as Yūsei about losing track of time and forgetting or taking way too long to eat and rest. Crow can do caretaking too, but Jack’s just the best at it. They all live in the same place, they share responsibility. 

Does the cooking: They can both cook, but Bruno’s better at it. Crow likes his cooking, and he was so glad to have someone take over making meals. Crow is more about making sure that people are fed but not much for it having to taste great. (“Bread with soup is good enough.” —Crow) Bruno does a little more with his cooking and enjoys trying new stuff and methods. 

Does the housework: They both do (which I didn’t mark properly on the sheet, lmao). Bruno takes care of cleaning the garage with Yūsei amongst other things while Crow does most of the errands because he’s most likely already out anyway.

Does most of the speaking: Crow because Bruno is most likely to get spoken over if they’re dealing with rude people on the streets, which happens a lot for some reason. (Bruno is a bully magnet, and that’s why Jack hits him.  

The overprotective one: Crow because he doesn’t mind getting into fights and Bruno is a bit of a pushover. 

Designated driver: Bruno because Crow is a daredevil and would try to pull runner tricks with a car. He knows those are two different things, yes. Bruno would be super safe, maybe even hum to the radio on the way home. Why does he have dad energy??

Has good penmanship: Bruno, and that is why taking inventory is one of his responsibilities around the garage. Yūsei used to do it (because he’s better at math), but that boy writes like a chicken. Crow loves his brother, but, “What the hell does this say? Yūsei, are you mad at me?” Bruno is also the universal reader, thank gods. (Jack’s handwriting is a bit too swirling.)

Has more experience with relationships: Crow. He’s been doing things with Jack and Yūsei since forever, and has done stuff with other people too. Bruno isn’t sure about himself, but he may be a bit of a natural. U_U 

Sensitive to subtle changes in their partner: Another mistake on the sheet; they both are subtle. Crow because Bruno is more of the type to hide his feelings because not remembering anything before waking up on the beach made the designer a bit unsure about his emotions and why he feels them. Bruno doesn’t want to make a big deal of anything, which Crow figured out slowly. Bruno notices subtle changes in Crow because the bird is rather expressive, even when he tries not to show anything. It’s a lot less subtle when Crow lets his guard down, and Bruno learns quickly from those moments.

The one who proposes: Marriage is never on either one of their minds, especially Crow who’s probably on the aromantic scale. It’s just enough that they love each other one way or another. Besides, isn’t working together, living together, and caring about each other pretty much the basis of marriage, lol? 

The one who dies protecting the others: Haha, spoilers. 

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Works I’ve wrote with and/or for Ornithoptershipping:

The Distance of Time

Two Fingers Crossed Over Your Lips, Chapter Eight: Domestic

Taking Care of Crow

#yugioh #yugioh 5ds #crow hogan #bruno 5ds #ornithoptershipping #apologies for the bad quality #i dont know how to edit and import lol #i am aware that this ship is also called bluebirdshiipping #however i choose to ignore that and promote ORNITHOPTERSHIPPING instead #join me #blue and orange are complementary colors guys #🧡💙🧡💙 #FUCK YEAR ORNITHOPTERSHIPPING #i will ship crow with anyone and everyone for a hot second #but ornithopter and kizuna for the win #Flame muses

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This Got Out of Hand (and we’re out of paint): Marvus Xoloto ♦♠Reader

yall i swear i’m gonna get on writing stuff that actually got requested but this idea wouldn’t release me until I’d finished it so here we fuckin go

This simply could not stand.

Black flirting and romance, once upon a time, was a concept utterly foreign to you. It had taken roughly three conversations with Tegiri and Polypa on the topic (and a lot of time spent around Galekh and Tagora) before it had registered to you as anything more than consistent hate fucking and passive aggressive remarks. 

That was before you met Marvus. 

The clown was many things: attractive. Creative. Charismatic. Funny. Way more intelligent than he presented himself as. He was also a shit-starter, would probably pail with Zebruh before he would confess to a genuine emotion without fifteen layers of casual slang and innuendo, and seemed to take intense pleasure in riling you the fuck up whenever he got the chance. One way or another he wormed his way into your head, and suddenly you couldn’t stop hearing his voice in your head even when he wasn’t around. Challenging you, teasing you, testing you, doing his utmost to get you a nice, steaming anger before ruffling your hair with a wink and walking away.

It was also possible you were a little bit smitten with him.

Or maybe a lot. 

Regardless, in time you’d come to understand that it was a mutual thing. For as much as he didn’t show it, you were beginning to read between the many, many lines with the clown. He enjoyed the hell out of you, sure, but he also seemed to find you something of a puzzle. Beyond the fact that you still hadn’t kicked Zebruh to the curb (and he never failed to send you an eye-rolling emoji whenever he appeared in one of your Chittr photos), every story about your past that came up seemed to render him a little bewildered about what it was you’d put up with in order to attain those sweet and lofty fruits of FRIENDSHIP. 

“i mean, lil stab-stab here, lil push off a cliff here, ‘sall gucci sunshine. normal n all that shizz.”  He’d said, in one of his rarer moments of honesty. The fact that both of you had slammed a couple liters of faygo in the aftermath of a particularly exhausting show probably had something to do with it. He lounged on the couch, absently combing fingers through his piles of hair. “but keep hangin out wih m-fers what still wish ya harm, or bloo shizzheads what won’t take no for an answer, that’s a whole other thing, uhearme?”

You’d waved dismissively from your position lying on the floor. You were a little drunk yourself at the time. “Its fine. Usually. And when its not its like….phoo, somehow it gets fine anyways!”

“jus sayin” he said, shifting until he was upside down on the couch, face inches from yours. Close enough that you could see the greasepaint starting to flake off. “need sumbody what can keep ya from gettin urself killed, lil buddy.”

“You volunteering?” You’d crooned. Ok, croon is a strong verb, it was more like slurred, but crooning was the intention is what matters.

“u askin me to?” He smirked, pressing a single claw to your forehead. Internally, you’re pretty sure that’s not how volunteering works, but noticing that isn’t at the top of your hierarchy of needs currently. 

“Mmmmaybe.” You rolled onto your back. You can feel your heart pounding just a bit right now, but somehow your voice is floating even and light. Like you don’t have a care in the world, and this is just one more joke in the scheme of your weird mobius double irony reacharound of a relationship. “Maybe I wanna go all gorlekh with you, what do ya think of that.”

“‘scuse?”

“Gorlekh. Gorgor and Lekh-…..lekh….” You made a dismissive noise, gesticulating your hands wildly as you moved to sit up. “The black one!”

“….ur talkin spades?”

“Yeah! The kissmissies….kissmich….” Wow faygo was no joke on your system. “The hate one. Like I don’t hate you, except I think I do a bit? But like in that weird alien way where I think it just makes me like you more and its confusing but I don’t wanna stop and you’re so damn cute and….and…”

Your voice trails off.

Because the man is honest to globes grinning. No smirk, no lazy half-smile, no lowered eyelids, nothing to give that careful impression that he’s only happy in a chill way. Just a huge, toothy smile that split his face.

Bro that shit was radiant.

“m-fer, u have no idea what ur in for….”

—–

You really hadn’t but you hadn’t had a moment of regret since then.

It was a constant game of one upmanship between you, an intense competition to see who could get who to visibly express their emotions first. Maybe that was unusual by kismesis standards: it didn’t seem much like Tagora and Galekh’s dynamic. But you were enjoying every second of it, and if Marvus had complaints he sure as hell wasn’t voicing them.

The only downside, all told, was the lack of time.You didn’t have hours to build on the tension. More often than not you had moments between shows. Actual antagonism had to be planned in to make sure the point got across without actually getting either of you hurt. After a full day of work he was usually too burnt out for more than light teasing and, to borrow his phrase, “sloppy makeouts”.

Those sloppy makeouts were becoming in themselves the point of your focus.

—-

After one such particular petting session, you glanced at the clock out of the corner of your eye. Fuck, it was late (er….early) and you had a long walk home with your car out of commision. You sighed, pulling yourself off of him with no small amount of protest. “I’ve gotta go.”

“u got some1 else u gotta do this to” he muttered, getting to his feet and brushing himself off. You were starting to realize a denied, overtired Marvus was a grumpy Marvus, which was as endearing as it was needy as hell.

“Maybe~.” You say, enjoying the glint he got in his eyes. You straighten out your clothes for a bit. “Tomorrow?”

“day off tomorrow bruh. clown church” He slipped an arm around you from behind, leaning down by your neck. “which means u can stay here-”

“Mm-mm” You slip free, nudging his face back. “Not tonight. Not here.”

“keep tellin ya juggz don’t spread shizz around” He said, lips pouting out a bit, which forces you to look away.

Denial is part of the game, after all. 

“‘Juggz’ aren’t the only people around here. And I’m not looking to get your fanbase up my ass. I’ve got more than enough people looking to cull me” 

“Hehe, tryna make me jealous ;o)”

You roll your eyes and head for the exit to his dressing room.The cool night air beckons outside, but you find your path suddenly obstructed by his arm. With a huff, you look up at him. “I’m heading ou-Mmm!”

The head turn had allowed him to get a grip on your chin and pull you into another deep kiss. Not a kiss, actually, if there was a word for it you’d describe it as some kind of facial wrestling match. He kissed around your mouth, your cheeks, your eyelids, in rapid succession, all the while insistently rubbing his nose and cheeks against your face as you spluttered. 

“Marvus-I—hey!!” 

With a final peck to the tip of your nose, he drew back grinning ear to ear, face paint now a smeary mess. “have a nice nite, b~” 

And you suddenly found yourself outside, hearing the door lock behind you. 

Oh that little- You snatched your phone out of your pocket and turned on your front facing camera. Sure enough, your face was now suddenly covered in white-grey paint, already caking on your cheeks and making you look like you’d fallen face first into glue.

“Marvus, I’m gonna kill you!” You said, pounding at the door. From the other side you swear you hear him laughing, which is only adding kindling to the fire at this point. 

Great. Perfect. You could either face the long walk home or use your sweatshirt to wipe it off and leave a visible stain on the black sleeves. Fuck it, you won’t be able to make it to Tyzias’s to do laundry for a bit, so you’re gonna have to walk of shame your way home. Fanfuckingtastic.

Practically the second you crossed the threshold your phone buzzed.

therealxoloto: send pics before u clean urself up aight ;o)

Oh he wanted a fucking-

You sent him a well backlit photo of your face, largely covered by an Alternian hand gesture Mallek had taught you.

therealxoloto: hell ye that’s that good shizz

Alien_among_you: you think you’re so funny

therealxoloto: clown church baby lmao

therealxoloto: i’m fxxkin hi lar i OUS

therealxoloto: ♠

Alien_among_you: ♠

You go to bed with cheeks red and chapped from being scrubbed, which was DEFINITELY the only reason they were red.

—-

After that, no kiss was safe, not truly. He’d found a button to press, and he sure as hell wasn’t gonna leave it alone while it still worked. Sometimes he’d led you go days, wipes even, without an incident, only to jump you once you were lulled into a false sense of security. Practically everything you owned had been stained with the stuff with the point, and you’d gotten more mouthfuls of it than you’d care to mention. 

And naturally, this meant war.

It took you some time to figure out an appropriate revenge. Just stealing his paints felt over the line somehow. While you were still figuring out the ropes of clown religion, the fact that you had yet to see a clown without the stuff probably meant it was important. Marvus had only just started cleaning it off in front of you, and while he hadn’t made a big deal out of it, you’d gotten the impression that it was kind of a moment for him.

So, taking the stuff wasn’t an option. All that was left was to thwart it.

Can’t mess up a face already covered.

You waited till he’d left to run an early rehearsal, then quickly raided the vanity, tracking down brushes and setting powder and a couple of those little white brushes. You opened the tins and carefully positioned yourself in front of the mirror. Alright. Ok.

You hadn’t exactly done this before, but how hard could it be to figure out? 

Fifteen minutes later you realized that optimism was a bit misplaced. You weren’t exactly aiming for perfect, but you at least didn’t want it to look like a kid had painted you up. That would give him leverage to flip the teasing back on you, which was not the point of the exerices. You kept have to undo your work. The diamonds edges were too round, or too wide. The eyebrows were uneven. It took you far too long to figure out how to even tape down your natural brows. The makeup wipes were starting to pile up and paint was getting much lower. How the hell did he do this every day, it looked practically effortless-

Footsteps in the hallway. 

Panic rose in your throat as you swept the trash into a nearby can and haphazardly tried to make the vanity look like it had when he left. As they grew closer, you realized your eyebrows were still taped down, and ripping those off in a hurry was probably not the best idea. You practically dove into the bathroom, locking the door behind you.

“¿Yo, I leave my palmhusk in here?” 

You feel a sudden rush of relief. Not your clown. You recognize the voice: Payasa, one of the newer acts. You open the door a crack, seeing a tall juggalette with close cropped hair and a complex design resembling a moth across the center of your face. Damn, you weren’t even managing basic geometric patterns, how the hell did she paint that on every morning?  “Haven’t seen it, sorry.”

“¿damn, sorry ‘bout the intrusion?” The lanky clown starts to leave, before hesitating. “¿uhh…..you doin alright motherfucker?¿Need me to get the big man?” 

“No! No….” you say quickly. “I’m fine.”

“¿alright…?”

A thought occurs to you just before she leaves. Normally it’d be uncomfortable asking, but…you wanted to get this done.“….actually you know what.” You push open the bathroom door. “Could I get some help with something?”

She turns around quickly, gaze eager. Alien or no alien, she’s new here and eager to please. “¿watcha need?”

“I need you to help me put some face paint on.” You say, gesturing pointedly to your eyebrow situation.

You feel a cold spot of dread as the clown’s cheeks go bright purple. Oh globes, is this one of those troll things you’ve just put your foot in. Did you just spit in the face of the mirthful messiahs or something. 

Payasa rubs the back of her head, eyes darting towards the door. “¿er….does Marvus…know about this?”

“Its a surprise for him,” You say quickly. Hoping against hope, because otherwise its back to the drawing board or figure out how to do it yourself.

“¿I…?” The clown grimaces, nervously tugging on one of her many piercings. She seems to be at war with something inside herself. Finally, she swallows and looks back down at you. “¿sure….?”

A relieved look crosses your face. “Thank you so much, I promise I wouldn’t ask otherwise, but I’m pretty hopeless at this. 

“¿heh…no p?” She said, giving you a shy half-smile. “¿did you uh….have a design in mind?”

“Oh, that’s the easy part. I just need you to copy Marvus’ design.”

Another weighty silence. The purple faded, and its hard to tell under the makeup but you think she might have just gone pale, her eyes bulging out of her head.

“….is that….is that not ok?” You say weakly. 

“¿I-….it’s uh, fine!?” She managed to stammer out. The gazes towards the door returned, but after another look at your pleading face she seemed to gather her courage and slam it closed, making you jump. “¿its fine.?¿ Can do it quick, right?¿ Don’t have to be a big deal or nothin…?”

“Uh….sure?”

Payasa drags up a chair to the vanity bench and gestures for you to sit down. Despite the oddness of her behavior, you’re didn’t get this far looking gift clowns in the mouth. You sit down.

She makes quick work of it, though she still seems nervous. Her face keeps going purpler and purpler the longer she paints, and her ears flatten to the side of her skull as she worries her lip with her fangs.

“Are you sure this is ok?” You finally ask. “There’s not like, a rule against this or anything, right? I don’t want you to….I don’t know, commit heresy or something.”

“¿Nah, nah, not heresy, motherfucker.?” She says quickly, dabbing the poff in the setting powder before carefully dusting you. “¿Jus….little unusual is all.?¿But ain’t my place to judge.?”

“Why is it unusual?” True, Marvus seemed to prefer to do his own makeup, but you’d seen other juggalos do each others faces all the time, especially on the rare wipe end Marvus could drag you out to clown church. It had always seemed kind of peaceful. 

“¿I uh….think I’m gonna let Marvus tell ya about that.?” She mutters, putting on the finishing touches. “¿Ain’t sinful, though, promise.?”

“Well….that’s good, I guess.” You help her put the paints away. “Thanks again. His reaction should be worth it, at least.”

She let out a sharp laugh. “¿Yeah, imagine it will…?” She got to her feet, replacing the chair and giving you a lazy, two-fingered salute. “¿Gotta bounce and get ready for my set.?¿have a nice night, little motherfucker.?”

“You too.” Man, what does it say about your life right now that ‘little mothefucker’ read as affectionate. Before you can contemplate that, Payasa leaves the room, closing the door behind her. 

Marvus doesn’t come back for another twenty minutes or so. You lounge on the couch, scrolling through your messages and dicking around with a couple of games you’d downloaded for Diemen. You got so far down the rabbithole that by the time Marvus opened the door you’d almost forgotten what was on your face.

Almost.

“m-fin sound issues, swear 2 fxxkin glob…” He was muttering, twirling his staff absently in his fingers. “sorry i’m-”

He finally turns his eyes on you, and you’re treated to a rare sight.

Marvus Xoloto, speechless. Mouth still halfway open on its way to whatever he’d been planning to say. Eyes slowly tracing your face. You could practically see the question marks popping up over his head.

Its your turn to smirk, tucking your phone back into your pocket as you sit up, tossing your hair back a bit. “Lookin for your makeup rag? Bad news bitch, I’m already co-”

Marvus heads back outside, slamming the door. 

….Ok. Not the reaction you were expecting.

You waited for a second. Was this a bit?

….

Ok ok not a bit not a bit-

You scrambled to your feet, following him out the door.

Instinctively you move towards the green room, but he’s not there. Just a couple of the others, lounging around and hitting each other with squirts of a substance you deeply hope is whipped cream. One of them catches sight of you and their eyes go wide. “….damN, didnT knoW yoU anD xolotO werE therE.”

“Have you seen-….what do you mean there.”

They chuckle, getting up and clapping you on the shoulder, giving you a big goofy grin. “he’S A luckY maN. prettY surE I saW hiM headiN foR thE costumeS closeT. leT A brotheR knoW iF yoU neeD A buckeT oR somethiN, aY”

Coming down to it you wish Marvus’ friends were a little less helpful sometimes. “I…think we’re good. Thanks” You brush past him on your way to the closet, hearing a couple distant “whoops” as you retreated.

The costumes closet is tucked away in a small corner. He’s not there, and for a moment you nearly considered looping back to his dressing room, before-…

Is that muffled screaming?!

Nervously you tap on the door. “Marvus…”

The sound lapses, and there’s a long pause.

“…..ye?”

“You uh, doin alright in there.”

“heh…def b. gucci.”

“You kinda rushed out.”

“…..”

“I’m coming in.”

“…..cool” he says, sounding resigned.

You open the door. Its stuffed to the brim with an array of truly unspeakable clothes. In the blinding sea of color Marvus is practically camouflaged, but you do eventually spot him. Slumping against the back wall, holding a crumpled shirt in his hand that he seems to have been screaming into. His expression is stony and tired in a way you aren’t used to seeing from him, and his eyes aren’t meeting yours.

One of the hardest things you’ve had to figure out about kismesis is when to break kayfabe. Following every barb or prank with an apology kind of defeats the purpose of a kismesis. They’re supposed to let you dangle a bit. But at the same time there are lines that can’t be crossed. You’re not supposed to genuinely hurt them, or force past boundaries they aren’t comfortable being violated.

The issue, especially in Marvus’ case, is figuring out the difference between the two.

You close the door behind you, pressing your back against the cool metal. “So…..I’m getting the impression that this,” You gesture to your face. “May have been a bit more symbolic than was my intention.”

He’s quiet for a long moment. You can see him struggling against himself, probably considering whether or not he should try to laugh it off. In the end though, he just nods.

“And I may have hurt you somehow?”

“u didnt-”He groaned, tilting his head to lean against the wall and closing his eyes tight. “who even did that 2 ya…”

“I….they’re not gonna get in trouble, right?”

He gave you a Look. 

Right. Not his style. “Payasa”

“n she didn’t think to explain y that might give a clown some m-fin pusher problems?”

“She was acting kinda weird about it, but I think she assumed I knew. Or…was maybe a little too scared”

He sighed, breath coming out in a huff. “fxxkin messiahs…” Slowly, he slid down the wall to sit on the ground.

You hesitated a second, before approaching him. Carefully, you slid to sit down next to him, resting your hands on his knees. “…Can you explain it to me? Please?”

His claws traced out patterns in the shirt he was still holding, as his eyes seemed a million miles away. You found your attention drawn to the slow rise and fall in his chest, the tension in his shoulders. He seemed nervous, a weird look on a man who came alive in front of a crowd of millions of rampaging teens. 

“juggz paint iz personal shizz. start workin on the lewk on yer naming day and it keeps changin while you’re changin. lotta symbolism and liturgical shizz go into it but the main thing iz its….u.” He turns over his hands, staring down at them. Faint purple lines run across the palm, a crisscross of old scars. “ur paint’s ur identity. sum mothafucker steals that, they’re stealin u. hell, even gettin some1 else to paint for ya is a big fxxkin deal. ur puttin ur whole identity in their hands and askin em to put it on ya. lotta clowns don’t even let their quadrants paint em”

Your palms go clammy. In your long proud history of fuck-ups, this one didn’t quite take the cake, but it had definitely cut out a larger slice than would be deemed socially appropriate. “I….holy shit, Marv, I’m sorry.”

“sorry?”

“I didn’t realize, this was like, taking something from you. I can take it off-”

You cut off your sentence when you realize his shoulders are shaking.

If he’s fucking crying you are gonna lose your entire mind-

And then a laugh tears out of his throat. Low and throaty and sweet and uncontrollable, the kind of laugh you heard from him maybe once in a blue moon. You’re taken aback (and more than a little flustered). You can only watch, cheeks growing progressively redder as he slowly subsides, hunching up a bit as he tries to catch his breath.

“I…what….”

“fxxkin saviors, b, sumtimes i forget, ufeelme?” He turned to look at you, grinning wide. “forget how alien u are to allathis. i ain’t mad”

“You aren’t?”

“nah lmao”

“….then what was all of this about?!” You say, shoving his shoulder. “I thought you said-”

He catches your wrist, pulling you to straddle his lap. “hey, hey, don make a m-fer bust out the shoosh paps.” He says, tone completely amused as he soothingly strokes your arms. “jus shuddup for a sec and lemme get raw, kk?”

You decidedly have more to say. But… looking at the soft expression on his face you’re having a hard time remembering what it is. In the end you nod for him to continue, settling back at bit against his legs.

He takes your hand, gently unfurling it and caressing circles in the palm with his thumb. “ur paint is u. and the people all in ya life, the 1s that count….they’re also u.” His thumb presses down solidly, shooting sparks up your arm. “told ya, the design grows like u do. pretty much expected once shizz gets serious with some1 ur gonna change things up a bit to reflect that. like chahut. the heavy paint round the sight specs a reference to that little indigo shit she goes craftin with. doesn’t always happen right away, but, when it does…” He releases your hand and moves up to cup your face. Eyes lidding a bit as he contemplates the design, traces the diamonds with his eyes. “pretty fxxkin big deal”

“I…..so, when I….” Your face goes red with the sudden implications, which makes him chuckle.

“yeah lol. kick in the bulge. not xxxactly what i was thinkin i’d see”

“So….that’s why you left?”

His lips press together a bit, and he gives a shrug at least twice as nonchalant as it should be. “…yeah. woulda been trippy even if ya were another purple but knowin u had no fxxkin clue what u did. like watchin a lil squeaker paint prophecies in stick figures. had to get out just to make sure i didn’t do smthn weird as hell”

“…..like what?”

He hums, gripping your chin and dragging you back down to press a soft kiss on your lips. Warm breath fans across your face as he smirks, exposing just a bit more of his fangs than was technically necessary. “show ya when we got more time ;o)”

You groaned. “This is illegal”

“fxxkin arrest me then bih” He patted your thigh, flicking his brows up.

You mutter something treasonous under your breath.

“n-y ways, u should clean urself up” He kissed your forehead. “camera crew$$$ gunna b up my a*s soon”

You sigh. “Right…” Bracing your hands on his shoulders, you push yourself to your feet. “Heaven forbid we appear to visibly be a couple”

“rite? gross lmao”

You shake your head and smile as you head for the door. “Right. Gross.”

“hey.”

Before you can turn around he’s wrapped his arms around you from behind, fitting you neatly to him. He leans down to bury his face in your shoulder, and despite the circumstances that lead you here, you know the only motivation is a desire for closeness. “let me do u up next time” He mumbles, voice rumbling against the skin of your neck. “not mine, but….somethin a yours. find out who u are, ya feel?”

…..You cover his hands your own, squeezing them tight and biting your lip to hide a grin. “….bold of you to assume there’ll be a next time, bozo”

“c’mon, we both kno u can’t resist the idea of my touchstumps all up in ur nugbone hehe ;o)”

“Sure that sentence would be very sexy to someone who isn’t an alien.” You turn in his grip to face him probably. “….love you.”

“aw, babe, that’s gay lol”

“I taught you what that means and you weaponize it against me? Treason.”

“i’m 1 naughty m-fer.” He kissed your forehead. “love ya 2”

“And…..hope you aren’t attached to this shirt.”

“…wha-”

Acting fast, you yank up his shirt and scrape it across your face, taking as much greasepaint off as you could before breaking free of his grip and bolting out the door. Loud, clowny curse words chase you as you tear through the halls, a smile threatening to break your face in half as you ran.

The road to vengeance is long sometimes, but it sure is sweet.

#hiveswap #hiveswap friendsim #marvus xoloto #marvus x reader #marvus fic #pale black vacillation #hs marvus #fluff

[trickandmxgic]

RULES:  List at least five tropes applicable to your character, then tag others to do the same.(Tropes Wiki)  REPOST! DO NOT REBLOG.

Tagged by: MYSELF i mean ive done it on all my other blogs so Tagging: u sure y not

Magnificent Bastard: If there was ever a character that deserved to be called “Magnificent”, that character is the Magnificent Bastard. The Magnificent Bastard is what happens when you combine The Chessmaster, The Trickster, and the Manipulative Bastard: bold, charismatic, independent, audacious and genius. Capturing the audience with their charisma, incredible intellect, mastery of manipulation, and boldness of action, this character is a show-stealer, demanding your reverence at every turn.  While usually an antagonist, especially if they’re the Big Bad, the Magnificent Bastard can be aligned on either side of a conflict. Hell, they’re so amazing they tend to forgo the idea of good and evil altogether, instead following their own agenda, choosing to help whichever side will further their goals. However, it’s true that their penchant for manipulation at the expense of others means it’s common for them to be a Villain, Villain Protagonist, or at least an Anti-Hero, but purely heroic examples exist. Either way, they’re usually in charge of whatever organization they’re involved with, or might as well be.

“ Outsmarts everyone and looks stylish while doing it. “

The Strategist: A character whose primary job is to think up intricate and ingenious ways to defeat the enemy. The Strategist is often in a supporting role, but may be the hero as well. In a supporting role, the Strategist is basically The Smart Guy on turbo, although he or she will—as a general rule—be less likely to physically partake in any of the plans they think up. The Strategist might come across as an unmitigated disaster, should the heroes come to rely on his or her advice too much. The Strategist may also take center stage. As a hero, The Strategist’s clever tactical tricks drive the story. A main character Strategist will face overwhelming odds, again and again. The enemy may have difficulty believing The Strategist can possibly win, but by bending the rules a little, dusting off their knowledge of military history, and maybe pulling a few dirty tricks, The Strategist comes out on top, or at least alive.

“It is only one who is thoroughly acquainted with the evils of war that can thoroughly understand the profitable way of carrying it on.”

Reality Warper: Ever heard of the Superpower Lottery? Well, kid, you just won the grand prize. You know those pesky laws of physics? Or that annoying thing called causality? Einstein's theory of relativity? Quantum physics? You can laugh and say, "screw you" to them now. Reality is officially out to lunch, and you've picked the restaurant and menu it gets to "choose". This means you can create things out of nothing, change already existing things, erase things from existence, and generally force reality to obey your will just by thinking about it. The key issue here is how far one can take this, and in Guo Jia’s case, he can take it far, but not too crazily far. With his transfiguration magic, his mastery over it, Guo Jia can bend matter and energy pretty much to his will-- he can take hold of the matter around him in it’s various forms, turn it into energy, and then turn that energy into  just about anything he wants, assuming the object or item he has in mind is something he’s seen in person at least once. This can allow Guo Jia to do some pretty wild things, but he is unfortunately (or maybe fortunately for everyone else) limited by his illness, meaning that his magic will take too far a toll on him and kill him before he’s able to do anything truly crazy like tearing the time-space continuum apart or something on that scale. Using any of his magic too much stands a chance of making him seriously ill or killing him, actually, but his transfiguration magic especially. So sure he’s dangerous, very dangerous, but not on any crazy cosmic level, not on his own.

"Can change the way the world is put together.“

The Hedonist: This character is strongly motivated by a desire to be happy and experience various kinds of pleasure. They seldom consider or care for the long term effects their actions may have on them, let alone the short term effects they may bring upon others. Guo Jia’s lack of consideration for his long term well being and the effects his actions have on others when it comes to seeking his various pleasures (flirting, drinking, partying, warfare, etc) come from the knowledge that he will probably die young, and therefore the ‘here and now’ is all that is important. He has to enjoy every day like it could be his last, because it very well could be.

“ Someone motivated by desires for sensual pleasures.”

Number Two: Throughout all his timelines, Guo Jia inevitably ends up as the right hand man to whoever it is he is working for or serves, simply by way of how useful he is, how effective his advice and strategies can be, and how unflinchingly loyal he can be. Guo Jia’s dynamic with Cao Cao in his original timeline is a good example of this, where Cao Cao came to consult Guo Jia first on everything, and as a result, ended up conquering northern China against odd’s that would have otherwise seemed impossible. Cao Cao had many, many talented individuals in their employ of course, some who excelled past Guo Jia in certain areas, but even so Guo Jia literally became the most instrumental person Cao Cao had in his ranks. (if he’s serving a more boss Guo Jia probably becomes more akin to The Dragon, but same thing just about just different alignments lmao).

“ The Leader's right-hand man or second-in-command. ”

Incurable Cough of Death: A cough that is usually accompanied by nasty amounts of blood from the mouth, that may also involve collapsing. The character afflicted with this ailment will probably try to hide it and will usually succeed until they actually pass out and/or die. Thematically, the unnamed disease tends to act like pneumonia or tuberculosis, even in futuristic settings where those real diseases might be cured. Other times it’s a hyped up version of unfortunately very real symptoms of chronically overworked people. For Guo Jia, its not an actual sickness as much as it is an incompatibility between his soul and body, but it functions like an illness and he, and just about everyone else, believes it to be one. It causes him to get very sick, cough up blood, etc-- illness-like enough for this trope.

“Who coughs, dies.”

Honorable mentions:  Alchemy Is Magic, Awesomeness by Analysis, The Alcoholic, Heroic Sacrifice, Improbable Weapon User, Divine Parentage, Anti Magic, Sadistic Choice, Glass Cannon, Meaningful Name, Undying Loyalty, Necessarily Evil

#;i'm twisting allegories now (HEADCANON);

[h0neywheat]

talk about his backstory!! or maybe what kind of hobbies he has!

sorry in advance if this is a bit jumbled, i’m still working out details and also i’m tired but dammit, i’m gonna talk about mattheu tonight because i love him asdkjklasd (looking back now after typing this all out…oops it got long...buckle in)

matty comes from a family of farmers! he grew up in a port town on a farm (i haven’t decided specifics but he seems like a cow boy…cowboy. yeehaw. so let’s say dairy farm!) although he’s absolutely close to his family and loves them dearly, he feels trapped in this little town and has always admired the ships that come into port, one day he gets the idea in his head that he’s just gonna hop aboard one of them someday and set off on an adventure away from the mundane and start a new life at sea.

and so at like 17 or 18 he does just that, climbs aboard a fishing boat and makes himself part of the crew. being a farm boy, he knows how to pull his weight and show off some of the skills he already has and becomes part of the crew pretty easily. being a free spirit though, he continues to hop boats, landing himself with some pirate crews and, although he has the title of a pirate, he’s not a very good one. yes, he’ll steal and defend himself from those that are actively trying to harm him, but he’s chaotic good, so no innocents get robbed or killed. he has morals, he’s just a little stupid and impulsive. like he’ll pay a baker in town for some bread but if there’s some rich dude flaunting his wealth in town well, what’s the harm charming this man out of a gold pocket watch or a ring, it’s not like he’ll miss it. plus, mattheu has to eat so like, the money has to come from somewhere and being someone who grew up gardening and farming, he doesn’t have the heart to like…steal an apple from a farmer’s market. he’s a good kid…just dumb as rocks

eventually he feels like he has enough experience with shipmates and just buzzes off and has his own ship. he’s more of a voyager than a pirate, but he loves to stick his head where it doesn’t belong. matty, always charismatic, thinking he can get away with just about anything, sometimes steps too far like…this is how he gets cursed in the first place. one day he overhears that there’s a small island in the northern territory that has a huge abandoned ice dragon’s hoard and he figures…“hey why not, let’s see what this is all about” because like…even if there wasn’t anything he still got to travel north and explore the area but it turns out when he gets there, sure enough, there’s a huge stash of shiny things within a cave. so he pockets some gold but also looks to see if there’s anything worth selling that could earn him even more money or be something to take back to his family that they can either sell or keep.

idk if you’ve seen in the art i’ve drawn of him but the amulet he’s wearing? he finds that and quick puts it on and attempts to book it out of the cave. well turns out the hoard wasn’t abandoned…and there’s an ice dragon…right there. it was just living comfortably in solitude and away from any sort of civilization and mattheu just…waltzed right into its napping place and stole an amulet. so matty tries to reason with it, barter a little, trying to get away with just the amulet. “you have all of this gold and precious shiny things, you wouldn’t miss just one, would you?” and the dragon is having none of itlike “you want a trade, human? sure. you can have the amulet, but see what happens when you try to sell it”turns out the thing was cursed to begin with and did harm to the wearer already, but since matty is big stupid, the dragon makes it a little more personal and lets him go because they dont have time to deal with some human and mattheu is just like “alright…cool? i’m gonna go now, thanks”

so this dumbass is now cursed with dragonic blood and ice powers and can’t take the amulet off because he’s a sorcerer now

matty, returning to shore, attempting to sell the new shiny amulet he just stole: [immediately freezes the shop and surrounding area in a thick layer of ice] “huh, well that’s not good”

he rushes off to the first fortune teller/psychic shop he finds and  tries to take it off there, but before he can it like…physically hurts to try and remove it so he’s like “hey you gotta tell me whats up with this thing” and the psychic is like “oh you’re cursed lmao”

and now mattheu is in the process of his magical girl transformation into a dragon and really wants it to stop like…please, he’s not a fan. the powers are cool, but the scales?…not so much.

#long post #i didn't think i had it in me to type this much but yeah that's mattheu! #it's vague but not too vague #because details are up in the air! #as the campaign goes on i'm certain things will become more detailed #my ocs #mattheu fletcher #again i'm sorry this is so long winded i didn't think i had this much to say lmao #leafeonb #asks

[planetbass]

toons?? Toons?????? Pls tell me about ur toons

heads up,, this boutta be long as fuck!

well,,, if you insist. first of all yes it is a kin thing and no i shan’t elaborate (unless you specifically want me to, then i shall).

so! i have 3. first up… mayhem mania!

mania is a toon that loves mischief and causing problems on purpose. just pure chaotic bastard. but they are very valid and have a big heart which they use to love their friends/found family so goddam much. until some shit happens later on, for a loooong time they don’t realize that like. they forgot an entire portion of their life. to their knowledge, they n the bros have existed for as long as they can remember. but actually ! there’s like. at Least a couple years of their life in toontown prior to that that they forgot about. basically they were pulled through a tv (by swing), dropped into toontown, and forgot their entire life prior to toonification and couldn’t properly retain memories, so they ended up forgetting a lot of their life without realizing it. whoopsie! they end up remembering, tho, after some series of events.

can’t forget the emotional angst, tho! their entire self worth relies on the approval/acceptance/love of others, so on their own they have no idea how to be happy. mania be like feels unwanted all the time! mania the funny talkative jokester not allowed to be sad so will stay in house for days when sad and mute! mania be like i will invite myself into situations and then feel bad about doing so but no it will not stop me from continuing to do that bc i have a desperate need to feel included so it is just a never ending cycle ! coinciding w some events previously mentioned, they get better tho :’)

but they love gags, tend to break the fourth wall a lot, gives everyone nicknames (ex. shortstop, buzzer, pinball, etc), and loves to be as irritating as possible. anvils are their favorite, and their trademark. arson’s also quite fun. think… spencer shay energy. 

well, that’s enough of that. now onto heartie! this one requires a lot of lore for context, so it’s gonna be long.

heartie is an artie. artie stands for uh *goes to look* “artificial replaceable toon-adjacent intelligent entity.” basically “artificial” toons that’re made for specific tasks and filler pieces (testing (possibly life threatening) gags, musical performances, janitor, selling stuff at disney kiosks, personal butler, etc) that have roles based on a poker chip in their neck! (kind of like a computer chip). they are all numbered and referred to only by “artie” or their numbers, unless given a nickname by their owner. they all have the same general appearance, but are slightly different depending on their roles and can be customized for specific look if wanted. arties are made in factories - and that’s where my heartie comes in! heartie is ARTIE#010, the Head Artie of the main artie factory. he runs the place! his nickname is originally hartie, bc h.artie (for head artie). he’s a little bigger than regular arties (who are in general quite small) bc 1. he’s Head Artie, and 2. he’s an earlier model, which are bigger in general. 

arties generally don’t have a lot of freedom. depending on who they’re ‘owned’ by, they have varying levels. heartie didn’t belong to any particular person, more that he belonged To The State. or the company itself, that is. so he had a lot of freedom - when the factory closed, he had his own house that he went home to (v unusual!). however, arties were starting to defect - as you. imagine they would eventually being what they are. this kind of Freaked Out the powerful toons, so what they did was limit them more! so arties couldn’t leave their required workspace. so heartie was stuck in the factory. eventually, when arties were still defecting en masse, they kicked heartie out. can’t trust one of ‘em to be making ‘em, can ya? since he didn’t actually do anything wrong they didn’t recycle him (which is a Whole Other Can Of Worms), but just. fired him? they didn’t really care what he did as long as he wasn’t in charge of the factory. so heartie was left without a purpose/job. eventually he became acquainted with other defected/abandoned arties and became the artie/toon repairman! and his name was changed to Heartie bc he was no longer head artie. someone also gifted him a heart patch that he put over the old company logo on his overalls. 

*exhale* OKAY. so for his ACTUAL PERSONALITY LMAO. he’s a very caring and lovely guy. he knows a lot about arties and is a great handyman! he’s friendly n charismatic but also just like A Normal Guy. he also sounds like fix it felix but with less of a southern twang. after being forcibly defected he becomes more impulsive/off the rails, but not in a bad way. just in a ‘no one can tell me what not to do anymore’ type of thing.

mkay. Finally we get to dawn. if the artie thing wasnt weird enough for ya, well, now we’re gonna talk about Gods. 

basically for some reason toontown has Gods. dawn is one of em, some sort of goddess of the sky. she has a light pink, rose-gold hair, long and wavy. she has freckles of stars across her face. and!! wings!! big white wings. i don’t have a drawing of her yet unfortunately. i tried to yesterday but was about to lose my mind bc it was hard lkdjfjd

i don’t really know yet what it was she Did (i’m thinking of like. similar to the role of Victory/Nike?) but i know for sure that she was Gay. her parter is iris, god of the rainbow. iris created the concepts for the toonbros and most of the toons i think, and also eventually gave color to toontown! 

but basically a. whole slew of things happened and dawn ended up sacrificing herself to save/heal iris, who was basically the god equivalent of bedridden and dying. another god (pinny, who took care of the garden, where each flower represented a soul in toontown and all the alternate universes), took what was Left of dawn after healing iris and put her into a flower and planted it. dawn was reincarnated as a mortal in toontown! her name is summer and i don’t remember much of what happens with her. but eventually iris found her and reminded her of everything, and iris gave up being a god to live as a mortal with summer/dawn. they get married and live out a wonderful gay life as toons.

i made that complicated as shit!!! so if u have any specific questions…………. feel free to ask jdfljdkf tho! probably send em to @mayhem-mania!! that’s m toon blog

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