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amenomiko · 5 years

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Thank you for your request and patience for the reply ❤❤❤❤❤

This Is Not Their First

Pairing : IkeSen Sasuke x MC

Rate: M (Smut)

Type: One Shot

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This is not the first time.

Not the first time they are doing it but..

"Hmnn.. Ah..!"

She roll her head back, grinding and twitching to his touch on her wet entrance. His nimble hand has been rubbing all over it, passing her bud and fondling it between his long fingers, patting it lightly but the wet sounds enough to fill the silent room.

"Mmf- S-sasuke..!"

His other hand has been squeezing her breasts, one after another. This makes her crazy, especially when he keep on sucking on her perked nipples, pinching the other, the sound from his tongue and her wet clit increased the need of him to be inside her.

"D-don't you think.. You've been teasing me so much..?"

He paused, but then again he pulled her zipper to fully expose her whole body to him. "You know..?"

"H-huh..?"

"I'm glad we are married in the future."

"Wh-what do you mea--AAAAAHHH!!!"

He plunged all of him fully inside her.

"A..ah..! Oh god..!"

Splurt!!

She came.

Her legs quiver from the sudden peak of pleasure and it took her a while to adjust to the feeling, as well as to his thing that were inserted inside to fill her walls without any preparation. Sure, she has done more before this with him but to feel something more than one sends her over the edge before she could start the sex with him.

"A..AH! S-sasuke!!"

He didn't wait for her to calm down as he has started moving in and out of her. "I'm sorry.. MC. I couldn't hold back anymore."

"Mmmh Sasuke..!"

He grunts, clenching on both sides of her waist to thrusts back and forth non-stop; his movements starts to get more and more frantic and rough until she couldn't catch up with his pace.

He really glad they get married in the future. Of course, they got to bring the warlords along to attend the wedding. It was a really memorable wedding especially when his admired warlord is there (a.k.a Ieyasu), and his Lord and best friends and..

Sasuke watches how her breasts bounces to his movements.. Ah, what a view. This is his most favorite part when they are having sex. Licking and sucking on it is very pleasureable but to see her breasts bounce so hard for him..

It arouses him more.

"Mmhh! It gets bigger..!" She moaned to his swollen dick that reaches to "Ahhnn!! Sa-sasuke..! You are reaching the baby's room..! Mmnnn are you trying to make me pregnant on our first night..??" She said that, but her eyes is full of lust--she licked her lips--she loved this kind of "play" afterall.

And everytime she does that, it aroused him MORE.

"..That's.. a foul play.. MC. Are you trying to stir me?"

She spread her legs wider, grinding to his thrusts. "We have the room to ourselves isn't it?"

A.k.a "You.. No, WE can do lots and lots of rounds until we faint".

Yes, they do.

Once again, he is glad he is married in the future. He have sponsored the lords for their rooms in the hotel and for him and MC in a royal suite FAR from those rooms or any rooms so he can have MC all to himself without any disturbance.

So he can hear her beautiful voice.

So she can sing for him.

So he can hear and crave it into his mind forever. For him and only him.

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Shingen smirked at the Lord of Kasugayama beside him. "Told you that I will win the bet. Now hand me your dessert, Kenshin."

"Oh no you don't, Shingen-sama..!" Before Shingen could take Kenshin's cake, he already took it from him. "But Yukiiii~~ I won the bet okay? Just spare me already ( T ʖ̯ T)~~"

"Stop using "bet" as an excuse. You know this thing will.. *blushes* happen anyway--"

Kenshin took another sip from his cup, minding his own business and ignoring every single banter from Shingen. "Ahh I'm going to bring this back to the past." He smiled as he drink it directly from the bottle of sake.

When he's done, he smirked. "Nevermind that. They have their night and we have ours. Like me, with this exquisite drink."

"Indeed it is." Mitsuhide snickered as he continue to doodle on the sleeping face of Masamune with the permanent marker that were provided for guest book.

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"Mmmnn Sasuke.. Ah, ah..! Sasuke..!"

They are in a sitting position now. His suits and her gown scattered all over the bed, only her with her garters on. Why? He said it was sexy and it will urge him to do more throughout the night. Suddenly she winced and he halts his thrusts. It caused her to whine from it, and continue to move by herself as she grew impatient.

"What's wrong-.. Oh."

He remembered.

They've returned to their room for the purpose of helping MC with her wounded ankle (from the high heels) but when she said to him "So.. It will be our first night huh? Hehehehe not really a first tho.." She giggled innocently. But to him, its a call to drop his "cool" demeanor and pounced her right there and then after that.

"MC.. Wait.. Unh, your ankle-" He said that but he resumes his pounding inside her. He groans in his throat, because practically he was stucked between wanting to help but also wanted to continue. The sensation around his rod is just too good, doing it once was never ENOUGH for him.

She shakes her head, whimpering from Sasuke's slow thrusts,

"I don't want to..! I don't want to wait..!"

They gave each other a smooch, again and again, moaning when Sasuke kissed her all over. "Don't mind about my ankle..! I just want you right now, Sasuke..!"

"MC..!"

"Mmmnn-"

Both of them kissed deeply, swirling their tongue with one another until Sasuke pushed her into spooning position and rammed her until the bed shake so much. She screamed to how good it was, biting on the sheets as her eyes rolled back everytime he reach again into her deepest parts.

"Hya..! Sasuke..!! Please stop- oh god..! Oh fuc- aaaaccckkk!!! If you keep on doing that I'm going to cum again..!"

SPLURT!!

"AAAAAAHHH!!!"

It's like a jolt of electricity run through her body when she came for the second time.

SHRAKKK!!!

The sheets ripped from the edge of the bed the moment Sasuke riding through her orgasm, pumping his own seed out of him, releasing it all in within her right after she came. It was too overwhelming until her body unconsciously wriggle away from him, as if wanted to escape from his deep plunge within her. "Shit..! Oh shit..!! It's coming out..! Aaaahh!! Sasuke..!!!!"

SQUIRT..!! SPLURT!!!

Another scream with a mix of moan escapes her throat as she spread her legs apart, pissing on the mattress.

"HYA...!!!"

Sasuke had grabbed her legs, and pound her dick into her pissing pussy. "Sasuke..! Don't..! I'm still-- A-AAAAAHHHH!!!"

SPLURTTTT!!!!

"GOD...!!! OH GOD!!!!"

Sasuke pulled out briefly as she pissed again. His dick throbbed to this scene in front of him, it really excite his need for her. The moment she pissed like this and moan whenever it flowed out endlessly for him, he loves the look on her face when he forcefully fuck her again and again. Such a guilty pleasure of him but he won't feel embarassed to admit he loves it when his lover squirts for him.

"Sasuke..! H-have mercy on me..! No more..!"

She hold onto the wall for support as he is fucking her into a standing position now. "Cum. Cum more for me, MC." He licked her neck, biting on it, savouring the sound of the her cum and his mixing at their connecting sex, as well as the sound of slapping skin of one another.

Ah, her moans and beggings too. He couldn't get enough of it. He peek at the transparent window next to them, licking his lips to the painted glass where MC had pissed on it before the 3rd round of sex. She had begged him to stop, but before she could fully pull out from him herself, he had pushed her onto the wall again.

"Sasuke..! You are really intending to make me pregnant aren't you..??"

"Why do you think so..? Obviously I am, because.." He leans to her ear, she had shivered when he said "You have been squirting my cum out with your piss, so I have no choice but to release more into you until you are pregnant with my child."

He growled when she clamped him so hard as he continued, "Pregnant or inflate you with my cum, as long as I can see your belly grow for me."

"Mmh.. MC..!"

SMACK

SPLURTTTT!!!!!!

And the circle of pissing and cumming continues. On and on until they are satisfied for their first night.

Sasuke has glowed the next day, and as for MC, she is all red when Sasuke has to bride carry her for their breakfast.

"We are still rejoicing in our 'husband and wife' first day moments." Worked on Yukimura and Mitsunari.

As for others.... They just smirk. And smile. And grin.

Except for Ieyasu who put an ear plugs before he could hear Masamune's big mouth about "First Nights 101".

😏😏😏😏😏👉❤

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku sarutobi sasuke #ikemen sengoku sasuke #ikesen sasuke #smut #married #first night #ikemen sengoku smut

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gosecretscribbles · 5 years

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MonthofMaybel2019 Week 4: Mabel’s Guide to Cryptid Families!

So I’ve never done this before, but I wrote it out like a transcript for an actual TV show. Was kind of a fun experience? (although formatting this thing was a nightmare and I couldn’t even copy over most of the formatting here @,@) Anyway I hope you like it!

Also these fics for the month of maybel are linked; it would help to read the one for week 2 about Anansi, but long story short, he’s a spider-person who wants to weave from a society where everybody’s a warrior. He was an outcast, but helping his people win a series of contests against the Mantises meant that he’s not completely shunned anymore.

Okay. *Now* enjoy! INT. DIPPER AND MABEL'S ROOM – DAY

MABEL WEARS A HAND-KNITTED PINK SWEATER WITH FOUR HEARTS ON THE FRONT, EACH WITHIN ANOTHER. MABEL STANDS IN FRONT OF A WALL PAPERED WITH BOY BANDZ POSTERS, PIG PICTURES, AND POSTERS FROM ANTARCTICA. THE CORNER OF A MESSY DRESSER IS ON HER RIGHT, THE EDGE OF A WINDOW ON HER LEFT.

MABEL Families come in many shapes and sizes, sometimes as small as Nana and Liro in Liro and Pugface, sometimes so big you have second-cousins you didn't even know about until you got your inheritance!

Today we're going to take a closer look at some particularly unusual families – CRYPTIDS!!!

SWISH PAN – WINDOW ON MABEL'S LEFT

ANANSI STANDS ON THE WINDOWSILL FACING THE CAMERA. THE BACKYARD IS VISIBLE THROUGH THE WINDOW. A TERMITE MOUND STRUCTURE RISES IN THE FAR CORNER OF THE YARD, TEEMING WITH SPIDER-PEOPLE.

MABEL Please welcome our first guest, a seriously cute member of the Spider-People living in our backyard! And ladies, he's single!

ANANSI (looking nervously at camera) Are you sure that's not an insect? It has a very large black eye.

MABEL So, Anansi! Tell us about your brother!

ANANSI (brightening) Oh! He's one of my people's finest warriors. He can lift over a hundred times his own weight, run for hours without getting tired, and adjust his strategy in the middle of a battle. Even after his legs were injured in the Challenge, many young warriors were seeking him out as a trainer – I could see him teaching them from here.

MABEL What did you guys like to do together?

ANANSI Sparring, mostly! Not that I was ever any good, but he was very patient and kept encouraging me to try again no matter how many times I fell down. And I fell down a lot. He always said that every warrior mattered. But, well...I'm clearly never going to be a warrior now, with the Weaving, so I don't know, but he might be – oh!

SWISH PAN – WINDOW ON WALL TO RIGHT

A SLIGHTLY LARGER SPIDER-PERSON IS CLIMBING OVER THE SILL OF THE WINDOW. HALFWAY UP HIS BODY TENSES THE MOMENT HE NOTICES THE CAMERA.

BROTHER An enemy insect! Hya!

BROTHER HURLS A SLIM OBJECT STRAIGHT AT THE CAMERA LENS. THE BEGINNING OF MABEL'S SHRIEK IS HEARD AS WHAT IS CLEARLY A SPEAR STRIKES THE LENS.

STATIC

CUT TO FIRST WINDOW

ANANSI AND BROTHER STAND ON THE FIRST WINDOW SILL, MOUND STILL IN THE BACKGROUND. ANANSI IS ON THE LEFT AND BROTHER IS ON THE RIGHT. THEY STAND SEVERAL INCHES APART, BOTH SQUARELY FACING THE CAMERA. THERE IS A SLIGHT CRACK IN THE UPPER LEFT CORNER OF THE LENS. ANANSI'S ARMS ARE PULLED IN AND HE FIDGETS SLIGHTLY, CLEARLY NERVOUS. HIS EYES MEET THE CAMERA BUT KEEP FLICKERING AWAY. BROTHER'S ARMS ARE RELAXED, YET HIS POSTURE CONVEYS PREDATORY STRENGTH AND GRACE. HIS GAZE IS STEADY.

BROTHER Are you sure that is not an insect?

MABEL Anansi was just telling us about how you two spent time together! Do you have any embarrassing spiderbro stories to share with us?

BROTHER (stoically) My brother is not an embarrassment. His Weaving allowed us to win back a large portion of our land from the conniving Mantises. Word of his deed has already been sent out to the rest of our people. He will teach a new generation of Weavers and spearhead our victory in reclaiming our ancestral lands. I believe he is a greatly valued and talented Weaver.

MABEL (squeals) AWWWWWW! Anansi is there anything you want to say?!

ANANSI (mumbling) Th-thank you.

BROTHER (grunts)

ANANSI'S FACE IS BRIGHT RED AND HE STARES DOWN AND TO THE SIDE, EQUALLY STUNNED, EMBARRASSED, AND TOUCHED. BROTHER IS STOIC, STILL SQUARELY FACING THE CAMERA. THE TWO STAND SILENTLY FOR SEVERAL SECONDS. SLOWLY BROTHER'S RIGHT ARM STARTS TO RISE. A SPEAR COMES INTO VIEW.

MABEL Wai–

STATIC

EXT. ROOF OF SHACK – DAY

SOOS'S FACE FILLS THE SCREEN, SMILING HAPPILY AGAINST A BACKGROUND OF REDWOOD TREETOPS AND BRIGHT BLUE SKY. SOOS'S FACE IS TOO CLOSE AND HIS ARMS ARE EXTENDED; HE IS HOLDING THE CAMERA. STRANGE CHIRPING NOISES COME FROM OFF SCREEN ON THE LEFT.

MABEL Our second guest comes to us from a certain roof in Gravity Falls, Oregon. Please welcome – Soos!

SOOS Hi, Mr. Pineses! Can I give shoutouts? Is that allowed?

MABEL Absolutely! Can you tell us about the new addition to your family?

SOOS Oh, sure!

CAMERA SWINGS ERRATICALLY AND STOPS ON A MASSIVE NEST SITTING ON THE ROOF. IN THE CENTER OF THE NEST IS A YOUNG PTERODACTYL THE SIZE OF A SEMI TRUCK, CURLED UP AND FAST ASLEEP.

SOOS Tada! We named him Kitten because he chases that little red laser around just like a quarter-ton kitten. Aw, look –

ZOOM IN, FOCUS BLURS, THEN CLEARS ON A CLOSE-UP OF KITTEN'S FACE. ITS FRONT CLAWS SCRABBLE LIGHTLY AGAINST THE NEST. ITS UPPER LIP IS TWITCHING, REVEALING SHARP WHITE TEETH GLISTENING WITH SALIVA, AND ITS EYELIDS OPEN SLIGHTLY TO REVEAL GROTESQUELY ROLLING EYES.

SOOS (Abnormally Loud Stage Whisper) He's dreaming!

MABEL (Abnormally Loud Stage Whisper) How did he end up on the roof?

SOOSOh –

SWISH PAN ERRATICALLY BACK TO CLOSE-UP OF SOOS

SOOS So we think he was learning to fly and crash-landed on the lawn. I got him to hold still long enough to fix his wing, and then we bonded over a housewarming barbeque, and by the time his mom showed up we were basically like brothers! So he sleeps here during the day while his mom hunts and then they go home to the dino mines at night. At least until his wing heals up.

MELODY (Off Screen) Soos! Don't forget to wake up Kitten for his three o' clock snack. And no more gingerbread men! We don't want him getting ideas about the tourists!

SOOS You got it, honey!

LOUD SCREECHING FROM OFF SCREEN

SOOS(grinning)Uh-oh! Sounds like someone heard the word 'snack'! He's so smart.

PAN TO KITTEN, WHO IS CRAWLING AWKWARDLY BUT RAPIDLY OUT OF HIS NEST.

KITTEN SCREECHES AND BITS OFF THE TOP HALF OF THE CHIMNEY.

SOOS Whoops! Those can't be good for his teeth. Put it down, Kitten, go on...

KITTEN (Chirps without letting go of chimney)

MABEL He's like a puppy! ...A really scaly one.

SOOS Doooown...

KITTEN PAUSES.

KITTEN DROPS CHIMNEY.

CHIMNEY CRASHES THROUGH ROOF.

SOOS Good boy, Kitten!

CAMERA ANGLES DOWN TO A MASSIVE PILE OF TURKEY LEGS AT SOOS'S FEET. HIS ARM ENTERS THE SCREEN'S FIELD OF VISION. HE GRABS A CHICKEN LEG AND THROWS IT AT KITTEN WITH A GRUNT. KITTEN'S HEAD SHOOTS OUT TEN FEET AND HE SNAPS IT UP IN ON GULP. KITTEN CHIRPS FOR MORE, THEN SNEEZES SO HARD IT BLOWS THE REST OF THE CHIMNEY AWAY.

ABUELITA (Distant, rapid Spanish)

MELODY Soos!

SOOS I can fix it!

CUT TO INT. DIPPER AND MABEL'S BEDROOM – DAY MABEL IS NOW SITTING ON A ROLLING CHAIR AT A DESK. A CORKBOARD OVER THE DESK IS COVERED IN NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS, MORE POSTCARDS, POST-IT NOTES, AND STRINGS OF RED YARN.

MABEL (Squeezing her cheeks) Aw, that was adorable! Guess I can't say Dipper sneezes like a 'Kitten' anymore! HEY-OOOO!

MABEL STANDS AND MOVES SLIGHTLY TO HER RIGHT, THE CAMERA FOLLOWING HER MOVEMENT.

MABEL And now for the final portion of the episode, please welcome Grunkle Ford, and his extensive knowledge of all things ocean and occult!

A LAPTOP RESTS ON THE DESK. THE SCREEN IS FILLED WITH GREAT-UNCLE FORD'S FACE. THE SLIVERS OF BACKGROUND ON EITHER SIDE SHOW BOAT RAILINGS AGAINST AN AZURE SEA AND SLIGHTLY CLOUDY SKY. A SMALL DARK THREAD OF LAND TRACES THE HORIZON. FORD IS WEARING A LIFE JACKET OVER A RED TURTLENECK AND LOOKS SLIGHTLY SUNBURNED, SMILING DIRECTLY AT THE CAMERA.

FORD Greetings, future scientists!

MABEL Grunkle Ford, what can you tell us about the supernatural families you've found in the Arctic Circle?

FORD Actually most of the cryptids we've discovered on the ocean are solitary by virtue of their size alone. A giant squid, for example, typically requires a hunting ground of one to two thousand square miles of open ocean just to sate its voracious appetite. It's quite rare for them to engage in anything we might call “socializing.”

STAN (Off Screen) Oi!

STAN ENTERS FROM THE LEFT, BENDING OVER TO SQUINT AT THE SCREEN. FORD LEANS BACK SLIGHTLY, ANNOYED.

STAN Did I hear that right? Is my irredeemable nerdbro actually talking about socializing?

FORD It's science, Stanley!

STAN Whatever, this I gotta see.

MABEL We're doing a segment on cryptid families! Got anything to add?

STAN You tell 'em about the ghosts yet?

FORD (Looking uncomfortable) Not yet, but –

MABEL (excitedly) I wanna hear! GHOST, GHOST, GHOST, GHOST –

LOUD BANGING SOUNDS FROM OFF SCREEN. AFTER A CRASH, AN ELBOW AND A PARTIAL VIEW OF AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE APPEARS ON THE SCREEN.

DIPPER I'm here where's the ghost?!

FORD(annoyed)Stan claims to have seen two of them on our visit to Vik i Myrdal.

DIPPER (confused) Huh? Vik what?

FORD A beach on the coast of Iceland, famous for its basaltic sand. We were visiting primarily to study the petrified troll bodies just off the shore –

STAN Yeah yeah with the weird rocks, Ford was doing his science doodles or whatever, but that wasn't the important part. See, there was this massive cave in the cliffs that looked exactly like the place a pirate would hide his treasure –

FORD Not at high tide!

DIPPER What happened?

STAN Uh, turns out the waves around there get really bad.

FORD As in twenty feet high. I turned around, there was no Stan in sight, and cave was already half-flooded with water. Luckily one of us followed the rule about wearing our scuba gear under our clothes. I immediately dropped my equipment and dove in after him. I found him pinned under a pile of rocks several dozen meters into the cave.

MABEL Whoa, are you okay?

STAN (smirking) Fine, I'm not the one who got knocked out.

FORD You shoved me!

STAN The water shoved you! Accidentally! To keep falling rocks from hitting you!

DIPPER But what about the ghosts?

STAN So we're stuck in the cave, right, and I'm trying to hold my breath, swim, and drag Sixer with me all at the same time, and the water's smashing us around so much Ford's underwater flashlight cracks and I'm thinking the next light I'm gonna see is the pearly gates. And then I do see a light, and I swim toward it thinking it's gotta be daylight, but it's not getting any closer and all this fat was not helping me float. And then a second light shows up and takes Sixer's other arm and practically drags us outta there, and next thing you know we were back on the beach, and I look back just in time to see an outline of this guy and his wife watching us from the middle of the air next to the cave.

MABEL Wow, they stuck together and not even death could part them. That is so romantic!

STAN Sure. Woulda grabbed a photo but there was a little matter of Sixer not breathin' at the time.

FORD You should have taken the picture! Thanks to the rocks falling, the end of the tunnel was completely blocked, and I was almost sure I saw fossilized cryptid bones inside. Now we don't have anything at all to prove supernatural activity occurred in the cave!

STAN The words you want are 'Thank you, Stanley, you're the best brother ever.'

FORD Of course you are, that's not the point!

STAN What? Wait –

DIPPER Why were there ghosts there in the first place?

FORD I didn't know enough of the local language to inquire, but I suspect it may have something to do with the cryptid bones I glimpsed. I suspect the couple's death was somehow caused by the cryptid, but Stan's account suggests that they're poltergeists, and poltergeists generally don't die violent deaths.

DIPPER What if the couple was keeping it as a pet? Or maybe they could turn into the cryptid, like selkies? The ghosts Stan saw might just have been their human versions!

FORD Brilliant hypothesis, Dipper! Perhaps I was merely asking the wrong questions! Stan, quick, turn the boat around!

STAN No way, no, you literally died in that cave –

FORD Not permanently! Besides, you'd have my back!

STAN That is so below the belt!

DIPPER Stan, are you crying?

STAN I got sea salt in my eye!

CAMERA PANS TO A CLOSE-UP OF MABEL, WHO IS LOOKING TO THE SIDE, BACK TOWARD THE COMPUTER SCREEN. THE CONVERSATION CONTINUES IN THE BACKGROUND.

MABEL We'll leave them to their nerdery. (Looks directly at camera.) Families don't have to be related, and they don't even have to be the same species. What's important is that you show how much you care for each other, and spend time doing the same things, like getting thrown in a county jail or treating flamingopher bites.

BOTH STANS (Off Screen) That was ONE TIME!

MABELYour family might include close friends, dogs, pet rocks, or that one crow who brings you shiny pennies and half-eaten lollipops. Whatever your family, take a minute today to let them know how much they matter. Thanks for watching Mabel's Guide to Cryptid Families. See you next time! A/N: To my friends on Deep Woods, and a good friend on tumblr...thank you ^u^

#monthofmaybel2019 #week 4 #mabel's guide to #mabel's guide to cryptid families #cryptid families #cryptid #families #dipper #mabel #grunkle stan #grunkle ford #soos #pterodactyl #ghost #anansi #spider-people

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hyac1nthus · 11 months

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Ok I drew this like before the final results and how the round went but CONGRATS TO HYA !!! LOVE WINS!!!!!! WE WIN ANOTHER ROUND AGAIN HYACINTHUS NATION !1!!1!1!!! Hyapollo love <3 here is Hya with Apollo’s mortal disguise

Apollo will help him get the blood off, but he needs a moment.

@greatest-greek-games

#hya’s doodles #Hyacinthus #Hyapollo #Apohya #Apollo x Hyacinthus #Hyacinthus/Apollo #Apollo #greek myth #whhy does Hya have blood on him? Idk. You tell me.#He’s so silly like that #go spartan prince go

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bamitzevil · 6 years

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More @hya-chan inspired doodles because i love doing them help

#doodle #digital art #chibi art #hyanna nastu #my art #anime

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vacantgodling · 1 year

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This is a sign to info dump about anything oc or wip wise

i don’t have any specific things on my brain except for amon and hya so like,,,, i doodled shit have that

left is longer haired amon after everything in paramour happens and he and hya get mawwied

and then some faceless doodles of the guys being gays on the right

#ren art #s: paramour #MY FAVORITE BOYOS DJDJRKRKKEEKSKZK

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yasminnajm-archive-blog · 7 years

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HEADCANON PT. I — CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE.

( graphic credit: @helpfulrps )

❀ BASICS

Full Name

YASMIN ( yaz-meen ) → Variant of the name ‘Jasmine,’ which is derived from the name of the jasmine flower. || Just as Persephone spent half the year on earth and the other half in the Underworld, jasmine flowers bloom only from spring until autumn. In Pakistan, garlands of white jasmine and red roses are worn by both the bride and groom in weddings, and are also used in burial garlands to symbolize a final farewell. I think that’s fitting, considering how Persephone was married to the god of Underworld and ruled the land of the dead alongside him.

NAJM ( nuh-jhm ) → An Arabic word meaning ‘star.’ || Persephone has always been one of my favorite figures in mythology because of how she has control over both life and death; for half the year she brings life and bounty to the land, and the other half she escorts the souls of the dead in the Underworld. Science and mythology don’t often mix, but I had the life cycle of stars in mind when picking out Yasmin’s surname. When a large star goes into supernova, the shockwave can initiate star formation in other interstellar clouds, and the remains of the core can form a neutron star or a black hole. So going back to all that life & death symbolism, it’s just beautiful to know that the result of the original star’s destruction is the birth of something new.

Any Nicknames?

As of right now, only Persephone & Yas. Victoria might sometimes refer to her as “brat,” but that’s not necessarily out of affection.

Age

Birthday / Zodiac Sign

March 21st, 1994 / Pisces

Spinning lazy circles around her latest conquest, acquisition, or interest, the Piscean woman is a mysterious, sensual mermaid, her secrets kept secure behind inscrutable dark eyes. She has a vivid mind, and is romantic and spiritual. Like the rivers and seas this sign swims in, Piscean women have deep emotions and strong undertows in their personalities, so watch out for still waters – they often hide a passionate, sensitive nature.

Spiritual, curious, and gentle, the Pisces woman is a true dreamer. She puts a great deal of emphasis on the unseen in her life, whether it be her own intuition, her emotions, or the world of spirituality and religion. This is a woman who is always looking for – and finding – deeper meaning, from the grand scheme of life itself to her own social interactions. She absorbs the events around her, making connections that other people would never even see. She observes patterns in the feelings and actions of other people, and can be quite insightful as to what motivates them.

Pisceans are often artists, expressing their inner passions through paint, dance or song. Their work is often whimsical and outlandish, but always enchanting.

She is sensitive and caring and considers the needs of others. This imaginative and dreamy woman must determine how she will swim through life: with the flow or against it. Pisceans are kind to their friends – and strangers. At any gathering, the Pisces woman will either be the shy one in the corner who will listen to people’s problems or the outgoing greeter who warmly welcomes each individual. It all depends on her current mood!

Pisces is ruled by dreamy Neptune, and her intuition runs deep. Like the stormy sea, her emotions are complex and changeable. Her challenge is to discern between essential truths of spirit and mere mirage.

Height

5′6″ / 167.64 cm

Tattoos / Piercings

Had her earlobes pierced on her eleventh birthday, and got her belly button pierced when she was seventeen (though DEMETER didn’t find out about it until she was nineteen).

Wants to get a tattoo, but has no idea of what she wants. Has a journal solely for doodles and designs that she’d possibly like to have inked on her skin, but is never 100% certain of what she wants.

❀ FAVORITES

Sound(s)

A saxophone being played in the midst of a crowded subway station. A bass after it has just been tuned. Birds chirping in the morning, crickets crooning in the evening. An old Billie Holiday record played at a dinner party. Her girlfriends’ collective chatter after a good show. Fish frying in the pan after a long day. Dante’s voice waking her up at the crack of dawn. Harvey’s booming applause at the end of her set. DEMETER’s storytelling voice. Hyas’ immediate bark at the sight of her face. Syrus’ laughter over the phone.

Color

A vibrant green; New York fauna in spring, evergreen trees during Christmas, fresh vegetables at the farmer’s market, the herbs growing on her windowsill, leaves of the potted plants on all her shelves, the vines growing across her building’s exterior, the organic juice she makes every morning, her venus flytrap in the sunlight.

Person

Her godparent, DEMETER. They’re the one person who has never left their side, willingly or unwillingly. They have given her everything and so much more, and there is nothing Yasmin wouldn’t do for them. Even while knowing all the unseemly things they have done for Olympus (and aware that what she knows isn’t even all of it), Yasmin’s faith in them is unwavering. That’s why every small act of betrayal she commits - whether it’d be about her dreams of leaving New York or the misplaced feelings of sympathy she knows she shouldn’t have - feels like a dagger in her own heart.

Memory

The first time she sang in front of an audience. She was only eight, and had a solo for her school choir. It was such a simple show but it impacted her in such a profound way, that nothing else compares. It’s one of the few memories she doesn’t have tied to the gang, and has no bittersweetness or sorrow attatched to it. It was her singing for her school, for DEMETER sitting in the front row. It was the beginning of many more memorable performances, piano and voice lessons, rounds of applause. It’s when she discovered she had a special power, one that could potentially help heal. It was the first time she found a purpose, a cause, a passion. It helped shape her identity, and the rest is history.

Place

Central Park. Specifically, the Conservatory Garden.

Vice

Lying. It shouldn’t be as easy as it is, but Yasmin has found herself to be so good at it, and willing to manipulate for her advantage. With DEMETER, with Syrus, with herself - it’s easy and it’s how she gets through each day.

❀ HAVE THEY EVER…

…been in love?

Often, and deeply. Yasmin has been a tiny bit in love with every person she’s ever been in a relationship with; the measure of that love just varies with each person. Yasmin loves being in love, and even when she attempts a “no strings attatched” relationship, a small part of her will stubbornly fall in love with that person. She’s incapable of being with someone without feelings involved. Even if her heart is broken in the end, she’ll never be able to fully shake off the bit of her that was in love with that person.

…done drugs?

( DRUG MENTION CW )

Nothing stronger than pot, and she only smokes that socially. Harvey always gave Yasmin strict lectures about staying away from drugs as a child, and given his profession she found it both somewhat ironic and completely understandable. His attempts to scare her straight were effective, and she quickly gets turned off by people who depend on drugs or are frequently not sober.

…killed someone?

Has accidentally crushed insects, unintentionally allowed her plants to wilt, and ended up flushing her gold fish down the toilet. She was the only one who mourned for those lives lost, but aside from those deaths her hands remain clean.

…betrayed someone’s trust?

Only to the people she cares for. When DEMETER risked everything to keep her safe, she’d sneak out through her window and put herself in harm’s way.

…had their heart broken?

Just as often as she’s allowed herself to fall in love, she’s been hurt as well. A piece of her heart chips away every time she loses a loved one, when she sees Frankie in the streets and dares to think of what could have been, when she notices that DEMETER isn’t being completely honest with her.

…lost someone?

If Yasmin had to sit and list every single person she’s lost, she’d break down before even making it halfway through all the names. Growing up within the gang means that she’s gotten too used to saying goodbye, has gone to more funerals than birthday parties.

❀ DO THEY…

…have any pets?

No, although she loves animals. Yasmin often cares after the strays in her neighborhood, leaving food outside and making sure that they end up finding a place at no-kill shelters. She also has a birdhouse right outside her window, which is often occupied by a family of sparrows throughout the year. Yasmin has also gotten familiar with Richard’s dog Hyas, much to the Titan’s chagrin.

…have a family they still talk to?

Has no living blood relatives, but Yasmin has never believed that blood makes family. DEMETER raised her, and Yasmin could never cut them out of her life. Even on days when she’s furious with her godparent, she still makes sure to keep in touch with them and is never more than a subway ride away. Her greatest fear is the day when DEMETER completely stops responding to her, because Yasmin knows it would never be by choice.

Although her relationship with Richard is still fragile and new, Yasmin believes that he has a place in her family tree. In some weird way, they’re almost siblings, and after losing so many of her family members there is no way she is going to take him for granted. Although she doesn’t know much about his relationship with Harvey, she is determined to get to know him.

…have a best friend?

Five of them. Yasmin has her own small gang of female musicians, who play with her at The Warehouse. They call themselves The Sirens, though they’ve made no effort to trademark the name and are happy to just play music on street corners.

Chell, the pianist who is also a full-time physics student at New York University. The rest of the girls suspect she might have made a deal with a demon a long time ago, or was created in a lab, because she manages to keep a 4.0 while juggling the band and an active social life simultaneously. Chell claims that she just knows how to manage he schedule, but The Sirens have seen the inside of her day planner and it is terrifying. No one knows when she sleeps, if ever.

Reyna, the bassist and makeup artist. Dropped out of high school the second she turned eighteen and went straight to cosmetology school instead. She always said she works best with a makeup brush in her hand instead of a pencil, and wears a different kind of look every day. Has the most Instagram followers out of anyone else in the band, mostly due to her mini makeup tutorial videos and professional selfie skills.

Fatima, the drummer seeking an early death. The daredevil of the group, giving the other girls a heart attack whenever she sends them a video of her dangling off the edge of a cliff or willingly jumping out of an airplane. Perhaps the most resilient member of the group, as Fatima always jumps back on her feet the second she’s able, no matter how much her doctors urge her to rest (Fatima claims that word isn’t in her vocabulary). She’ll often be up on stage with a cast or bandage somewhere on her body, and it’s almost a miracle she can still play.

Mariana, the saxophonist and amateur psychic. Has always claimed to have a connection to the other side, after she saw the ghost of her pet hamster when she was seven. Carries a stack of tarot cards with her everywhere, and her complicated pre-show ritual (which involves burning sage) has gotten the band kicked out of several venues. Though to be fair, they do perform exceptionally well on the nights she manages to complete it.

…want to get married and/or have kids?

Getting married would be wonderful, but also not necessary. Yasmin was definitely one of those girls who made their own little wedding scrapbook, but all she really wants is to grow old with someone she loves.

Kids, on the other hand, are a more complicated matter. If Yasmin was certain that she’d live a long life in a safe place far from New York, then she’d adopt as many kids as she possibly could. However, she knows that there are no certainties in life, and doesn’t want to raise a child in her world.

…want to leave?

It’s her greatest secret, one she could never say out loud, not even to herself. Leaving New York has never been an option, only a fantasy. It’d be selfish to abandon her godparent and all that they’ve done for her, to turn her back on Harvey’s empire and the family that she’s grown up with. And yet, she wants nothing more than to do just that. Cast aside the Olympians, go off on her own, and see what the world has to offer. In another world, she’d be singing for an different audience every night, standing on a stage in a new country.

❀ THIS OR THAT?

PHONE CALL or TEXT?

It’s difficult to convey everything with just words, and phone calls feel so much more personal. Yasmin will only send a text if she’s unable to take a call, and most of her text logs consist of sent photographs and voice memos. It’s much harder to convey tone and meaning through text, although emojis are a lot of fun. At the end of the day, Yasmin would much rather talk to someone instead of tiring her fingers out.

WEALTH or LOYALTY?

Yasmin was fortunate enough to never have to worry about money. And in the end, her bohemian ideals trump materialism regardless. If she has to live a starving artist stereotype in exchange for companions who will stand by her through it all, then so be it. Yasmin would gladly give up all the riches in the world in exchange for someone who has proven themselves loyal to her - not just to her godparent, to Olympus, but to her as a person.

LOVE or LUST?

Every time she’s given into lust, she’s left feeling empty. Love hurts tenfold, but she’d rather accept pain than the absence of feeling. In her opinion, there’s nothing better than feeling giddy over a new crush, or falling head over heels. Lust is fleeting, and fades away once the sheets turn cold. Yasmin remembers every person she’s ever been in love with, and cherishes even the heartbreaks.

FIVE FRIENDS or 100 ACQUAINTANCES?

Over the years she’s learned that five can very quickly turn to zero with the blink of an eye. People aren’t made to last, and perhaps she’d be less alone if she was had more people surrounding her. And perhaps it’d hurt less if she wasn’t as close to them when they inevitably left her.

However, Yasmin isn’t sure if she’s capable of just being casually acquainted with someone. She grows attatched quickly and falls deeply, whether she wants to or not.

SUMMER or WINTER?

Although New York summers can be brutal, Yasmin loves the season. It’s a time for sundresses and cold drinks and fresh fruit, and like a flower she thrives under the sun. Though she’s been living in New York all her life, Yasmin doesn’t fare well in cold weather. Her heating bill is astronomical in the winter, and she avoids going outside as much as she can during the colder months. Yasmin has an entire closet full of nothing but winter-wear, thick wool sweaters, quilts, and fuzzy socks. She wears no less than four layers all season, along with a comically large pair of faux-fur ear muffs.

❀ OTHERS

Wanted Plots / Connections

( i’ll make an official page sometime in the future but here are a few stray ideas! )

( KIDNAPPING TW ) This is kind of dark but something akin to Persephone’s abduction, where Yasmin gets kidnapped, though I can’t imagine why anyone would want to do that unless they were out to piss Demeter off. Maybe in the future Yasmin’s curiosity gets the best of her and learns/sees something she probably shouldn’t have, and becomes a liability?

Someone matches with Yas on Bumble and it’s only until halfway through their date do the two of them realize that they’re affiliated with the Olympians/Titans. Awkwardness ensues.

Someone please teach Yasmin how to use a gun.

#olympustalk #ALL MY LOVE TO RED #QUEEN OF GRAPHIC DESIGN AND PHOTOSHOP #go follow her rph!!! she deserves all the love and compliments for this stunning graphic #also lmao if this seems rushed it's bc it is. i just wanted this thing DONE #SOMEPLACE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH — ( HEADCANON )

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tuyetthienduong · 5 years

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Yet there remained a big river, "resembling an immense snake uncoiled, with its head in the sea, its body at rest curving afar over a vast country and its tail lost in the depths of the land" (Conrad 10).

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my-jinji · 6 years

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how christmas makes me feel

Growing up, I’ve known Christmas to be full of traditions—the nine-day dawn masses, the night caroling, hectic family gatherings, the noche buena. It’s heavily recognized in the country because it’s closely tied to the Filipinos’ religion, Roman Catholic. But for me, Christmas is not about the traditions. It’s not about the presents we give or get either. It’s about being thankful.

Christmas is special for me, because it’s when I ponder over the things about myself I’ve chosen to neglect the rest of the year. It makes me forgive myself for all the times I’ve turned my back on my family, for going against my beliefs, for hurting others. I put a lot of pressure on myself most of the time, especially when I fail, and Christmas helps me heal. It’s the time of the year when I allow myself to breathe and celebrate with the people I love. The season reminds me that I am blessed with a strong support system that will never not have my back. That I am blessed with a circle of friends who have become more than family to me. That I am blessed with this wonderful life which offers me so many chances to change the world and be an impact to everyone around me. Every year, Christmas may be the same—full of rote, full of that familiar festive feeling—but to me it’s always a reassessment of the person I’ve matured into.

Here is a list I’ve written down on Christmas Eve of everything I am grateful for.

- I appreciate my mother, who works more than she lives. She is always strong and her heart is never tainted. On December 23rd she gave a young boy in tears a teddy bear without expecting anything in return.

- I appreciate my best friend for holding my hand throughout the storm that is my life. I will never regret the countless hours we’ve spent on the phone talking.

- I appreciate Ger for never giving up his place in my life (even though it’s been hard to keep up with me lately) and for supporting my passion for writing hehe I got you, Keiji.

- I appreciate my grandparents for staying grounded throughout the constant changes they’ve been swept into and, in turn, for keeping me grounded, too.

- I appreciate Ate Ging for putting her work before herself and for being there for me and my family when nobody else could.

- I appreciate Philip for being the older brother figure I’ve always relied upon all my life. I am glad that you are happy now and that you have made dreams you want to fulfill for yourself and your family.

- I appreciate my dad for being the support beams in our lives in his own unique way.

- I appreciate my brother for teaching me that there’s no shame in embracing failure and that it’s important to restart at your own pace.

- I appreciate Ate Bebe for putting all her care and dedication into everything she makes for us and for being patient with me whenever I experiment in the kitchen hehe

- I appreciate Ate Epin for having an unmatched tenderness, a resilience that has crossed violent seas, and a love that knows no large sacrifice.

- I appreciate Basing for being so pure and dedicated.

- I appreciate Part Jo and Part Mario for looking out for me and for being nice to my friends.

- I appreciate Kuya Edgar for accepting us as his family.

- I appreciate Pong and Kinse for helping me get through my days, especially the hardest ones, with their unwavering energy.

- I appreciate Kang for fighting the good fight until the very end. The truest miracle we’ve been given was the time spent with you, though short. Wherever you are now, I know you are well. Rest up, baby.

- I appreciate Oliver for being the bounciest Lab I know. You are so full of optimism I want to protect you from the rest of the world.

- I appreciate Jack for being tenacious and smart and for knowing you are more than what you are. You deserve more, bud.

- I appreciate Buday for being soft and gentle and unassuming. I hope you will finally become a mother.

- I appreciate Simo for serving us well and for being the wisest out of the troops.

- I appreciate the newest additions to the family, two pocket-sized pups I know will grow into fine dogs. They remind me that youth is an integral part of life and should not be lost so early on.

- I appreciate Ralph for selflessly committing himself to his volunteer work, though I may not show it all the time.

- I appreciate Jayne for being so kind and pure and soft-spoken, for being the sister I’ve always wanted.

- I appreciate Gwynne for being so spirited and true to herself. I love how you show your heart to the people you trust the most.

- I appreciate Dalagan for being the rock that anchored me and the girls home. I appreciate the sacrifices you’ve made for me—especially the mice hehe. My MVP.

- I appreciate Diane for being pragmatic, for being headstrong and fierce, for being self-reliant. You help me realize the things I tend to overlook. Thank you for being my head sometimes.

- I appreciate Ira for having the same mind as me. That doesn’t mean you are meek and shy, too. You are the sun we revolve around. You are the gravity that pulls.

- I appreciate Pam for her quirkiness, her creativity, her love for doodling flowers on the margins of her notebooks. I appreciate you for your awareness of other people’s feelings. Be strong–we’re here.

- I appreciate Bolen for always, always being the voice of reason. I love that you are the most level-headed person in the room.

- I appreciate Hya for being herself—bright, honest, and brave. I love that you try your best to put a smile on our faces.

- I appreciate Sheldon for being unafraid of the future, hurtling herself forward with her eyes closed. You are my ball of sunshine and sassiness.

- I appreciate Marilla for being a good listener, for looking out for us, and for never doubting our love for her.

- I appreciate Arwin for his care and compassion and the ambitions he nurtures.

- I appreciate Mante for waiting up with me after school and for being the loudest laugh in the room.

- I appreciate Tej for being my forever friend. You never left.

- I appreciate Sie for being cooler than he makes himself out to be haha. You’ll always be my Kuroo.

I know this is less about Christmas and more about myself and my life, but whenever it’s the holidays, it always feels like putting a pause on our lives to look into ourselves and pull out all the best parts we love. I’ve been told by so many people that there is never a right or wrong way to do something, so I’m celebrating Christmas my own way—counting my blessings.

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