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GRADUATION✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. mentions mental health. WORD COUNT: 3.4k words. TAGS: satoru gojo x fem!oc. lover girl!oc. high school lovers.

SYNOPSIS: satoru and oc gojo girlfriend finally graduate from tokyo jujutsu high school! AUTHOR'S NOTE: happy easter and graduation season for those who are graduating this year! 💚 i realized that when i was writing this, oc gojo girlfriend loves satoru so much. i used to write that satoru loved her more, but after this fic, i'm not so sure lol. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions, please do!

tokyo jujutsu high library

“who’s most likely to be on the bachelor?” you asked your bestfriend, shoko ieiri.

even though he wasn’t graduating this year, you and shoko both said in unison, “kento nanami.”

you giggled at the thought of how uncomfortable nanami would be as a bachelor contestant, “you know nanami would absolutely hate being on the bachelor though.”

shoko nodded her head in agreement while reading the other high school superlatives. “what about life of the party?”

again in unison, “satoru gojo.”

“how about this one?” shoko asked, “most likely to sleep through an earthquake.”

“if that’s not me, it has to be tsumiki.” you laughed out loud, knowing that your sleep was sacred to you and nothing could wake you up, “—and worst case of senioritis goes to you, shoko.”

shoko couldn’t disagree with that superlative. she grinned and read the next prompt.

“cutest couple obviously goes to you and gojo.” shoko chuckled before sighing. she pursed her lips, “ah—best bromance…”

“you already know who that should’ve went to,” you said with a soft frown, “satoru has been having a hard time this week—he thinks he’s good at hiding his emotions from me, but i know him too well.”

this week was your graduation ceremony for your whopping class of 3 tokyo jujutsu high sorcerers. jujutsu high school graduations weren’t that big of a celebration like most traditional high school graduations, but it was still important for the school to commemorate their young sorcerers on graduating—and also even making it to graduation given the dangers of being a sorcerer.

suguru geto, who was also known as satoru’s other half, his one and only, wasn’t able to be here to graduate with you, shoko, and satoru due to his decision to go his own way. suguru had a different vision in life, and he decided to leave everything behind to achieve it—including leaving behind his bestfriend, satoru. (read ‘to be present’ here)

shoko sighed as you looked back at her. it must’ve also been hard on shoko, who was a part of their trio. sashisu was shoko’s, satoru’s, and suguru’s group name. they were practically inseparable before you came along.

“suguru should’ve been here too.” shoko said quietly.

you patted her back softly, a measly attempt to comfort her, “i know.”

you heard the library door slide open, satoru waltzed through the door with a blue lollipop in his hand.

“you done perfecting your valedictorian speech yet?” satoru asked as he sat down beside you, kicking his feet on top of the library table as you and shoko closed out of the yearbook superlative tab.

you smiled warmly at him, “yeah, it’s been done.”

of course you were the valedictorian of your class. you took your studies very seriously compared to shoko and satoru. not only were you the valedictorian, but you also planned the graduation dinner that followed the very short ceremony. as the student body president, you had a lot to take care of this past month.

“can’t wait to hear it,” satoru said with a grin, “i better be getting a shoutout in your speech.”

“a shoutout for what?” shoko teased, “being (y/n)’s biggest pain in the ass the past three years she’s been here?”

satoru gasped, “more like being the biggest love of her life! if it wasn’t for jujutsu high, she would have never met me, shoko!”

you laughed at the two bantering back and forth before staring out into the distance. it was beautiful sunny day. tomorrow, you'd be graduates.

later that night

you shot a glare at your boyfriend, “satoru, did you iron your uniform for tomorrow like i asked you to?”

he smiled innocently at you, tilting his frosty head to the side in his attempt to look cute—which meant 'whoops, no'.

you sighed and held out your hands while satoru passed you his uniform with a grin, attempting to sneak a kiss on your cheek. you tried your best not to burst out laughing. hell, you were so in love with this man.

you popped off his jujutsu high pins and set them on his nightstand before stepping out of his room to head to the campus laundry room.

you heard satoru call out to you as you walked down the hallway.

“thanks sweetheart! i love you!”

a smile danced across your face. that satoru gojo whom you loved so silly, what were you going to do with him?

as you waited for the iron to heat up, you recited your graduation speech in your head. you were nervous. what if you tripped down the stairs while you grabbed your diploma from principal yaga? what if you messed up your valedictorian speech? or worse, what if you embarrassed yourself in front of the entire jujutsu high faculty and alumni?

"your forehead is going to have lines for days if you don't stop scowling."

you turned around at the familiar voice. satoru had come to find you.

"you can pay for my botox then." you retorted, sighing as you turned around to face him.

"what could your pretty little head be thinking about?" satoru asked. he hated to see anything but a smile on your face. “i know it’s not about how much you love me.”

you scoffed and chewed on your bottom lip before you grabbed the iron, gliding it down satoru's uniform.

"i'm worried i'm going to trip down the stairs, mess up my speech, or just completely embarrass myself in front of the jujutsu high faculty and alumni."

satoru gave you the ‘are you kidding me’ look and took the hot iron from your hands. he set it down on the ironing board and grabbed your shoulders.

"look at me." he commanded before resting his finger under your chin to guide your face to his, "sweetheart, the (y/n) (l/n) i know is perfect in every way. you walk confidently like this world is yours even in the highest heels, so i know for a fact that you won't trip down the stairs. you are a natural born leader and people gravitate towards you, so i know that your speech will grab everyone’s attention. you won't mess up because you've been working on this for the last month, i know that because i've been right by your side while you recited your speech a million times. and lastly, you won't embarrass yourself in front of everyone because you're perfect in almost every way. you're the pride and joy of the jujutsu community."

you pouted your lips and tilted your head to the side, "perfect in almost every way?"

"you're mean to me—" satoru teased before pressing a kiss against your lips, "—you don't kiss me in the mornings. which is a deduction to your perfect score."

you giggled as he peppered kisses on your cheek. one of your love languages was words of affirmation, and satoru gojo sure knew how to make you feel affirmed. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and held him close.

"i guess this meanie will sleep with the kids tonight." you whispered as you bantered back with satoru, knowing he'd rather sleep next to you than sleep alone.

he paused and squeezed you tightly before replying to your retort, "wait, i like you even though you're mean. you can bully me all you want, i don't mind."

yours and satoru's laughter filled the laundry room. he didn't think he could get enough of your precious laugh. he'd say any ridiculous thing to help take your mind off of your worries.

the next day: graduation day

"thank you for coming to the 2010 jujutsu high school gradation ceremony." principal yaga began, "after we hear from both myself and principal gakuganji, we will listen to the speeches from the valedictorians of both high schools."

you sat between satoru and shoko, your legs would not stop bouncing in nervousness. after each speech, your heart started to race even faster as your turn came.

"and lastly, we saved the best for last. the valedictorian of tokyo jujutsu high school, (y/n) (l/n), will be giving her speech."

the crowed filled with jujutsu high faculty, alumni, a large amount of jujutsu clans including the gojo clan and your clan started to clap as their eyes followed you to the stage. satoru gave you an encouraging smile and squeezed your hand. he whispered ‘you'll be amazing.’ to you before he let your hand go. you gave him a soft smile before getting out of your seat.

you walked down the side of the auditorium and up the steps to the microphone.

"thank you for gathering here today to celebrate the 4 long years of training, learning, and dealing with satoru gojo." the crowed erupted in laughter as you winked at satoru. he shot a grin back at you.

“i'd like to start off with a moment of silence to remember our fallen comrades and past alumni who have sacrificed their lives to become sorcerers and to protect our community. they have our gratitude and highest appreciation.”

as you gave yourself and the crowd a moment of silence, your heart raced. you were so nervous, your hands started trembling as you fiddled with your printed speech in front of you.

'you won't mess up because you've been working on this for the last month, i know that because i've been right by your side while you recited your speech a million times.'

memories of satoru's encouraging words from last night filled your head as you took a deep breath to continue on with your speech.

"3 years ago, i joined tokyo jujutsu high because i wanted to get away from being home schooled and i wanted to experience this thing called life." you looked out into the crowd to see your clan, quietly watching you. "i didn't know what i was getting myself into at the time, but i have to say, the past three years have been some of the hardest, but most rewarding." (read 'love at first fight' here)

you thought back on the gruesome hand-to-hand combat trainings with mei mei, the tiring, long, and dangerous missions exorcising curses with satoru, suguru, yu, and nanami, the late night study sessions for exams with shoko. as difficult as it was, you'd do it all over... especially if you could meet satoru again.

"i'd like to give a huge shoutout to yaga-sensei, congratulations on your promotion to principal—and thank you for taking on not only two, but three special grade sorcerers during my time here."

a cheer for your sensei, masamichi yaga, erupted through the auditorium as you, satoru, and shoko clapped alongside the crowd.

"this evening is not only about celebrating our academic achievements as students, but also to celebrate becoming official jujutsu sorcerers. now i know that being a jujutsu sorcerer isn't for the faint of heart, nor is it an easy job. it's gruesome, painful not only physically, but mentally. which is why i'm happy to announce that our very own shoko ieiri is going to be hired on as our official in-house doctor for jujutsu high. she will oversee both tokyo and kyoto locations. congrats, shoko!"

applause began for shoko as she stood up from her seat and waved to the crowd. you smiled brightly at your bestfriend—even though you knew she cheated on a majority of her tests. however, shoko's talent in reversed cursed technique was second to none. she would be an amazing doctor, legit or not.

"one thing that happened during my 3 years here at tokyo jujutsu high school that changed my life for the better was—"

satoru muttered, attempting to finish your sentence, "—meeting satoru gojo."

"—becoming a guardian to megumi and tsumiki fushiguro. courtesy of satoru gojo." you laughed, "which i'm also happy to announce that satoru and i will be returning next year to join the tokyo jujutsu high faculty and staff. satoru will be in charge of training first year students while i will be the administrative secretary for both tokyo and kyoto jujutsu high locations." (read 'learn to love' here)

you cleared your throat, "now that we've shared the fun and exciting plans for your three graduates from tokyo jujutsu high school, i'd like to talk about something on a heavier note. those of you who know, know that there was supposed to be 4 students graduating today..."

you felt a lump in your throat, the thought of suguru geto not being here with you, satoru, and shoko shattered a piece of your heart. you were sure satoru and shoko were thinking of him in this moment as well.

"—because of this loss, as the future administrative secretary, i will be implementing reviews and mental health checks on all of our students every quarter. i believe that we need to check in on our students. my office doors will always be open to those who need a shoulder to lean on."

you understood that the idea of mental health was taboo, especially here in japan—but you knew that if you and satoru were going to be raising the next generation of jujutsu sorcerers, that you both were going to make a difference in the lives of your future students. megumi and tsumiki also encouraged that decision, as you and satoru did not want to see them suffer the same fate as suguru.

a loud applause struck the auditorium. satoru smiled proudly as he knew that you were going to make a positive change in the jujutsu society—and with you by his side, he could take on the impossible. even if that meant butting heads with the higher ups and starting out training first year sorcerers. he was going to make this experience fun and exciting for not only you and him, but for his future students as well.

you heard cheering from the gojo clan and your own clan. you saw touya and his new girlfriend, kana, hooting and hollering from their seats. you continued to shine brightly under the auditorium lights.

"before i end my little speech, there are some personal thank you's that i'd like to give. to megumi and tsumiki—you two are my perfect little angels and i will continue to strive to be a good role model for you both. to my fellow classmates—thank you for all the late night study sessions, the delicious meals in the dining hall, fun-filled sleepovers, and wild class trips. to my loving grandparents, genkei and kanao, and my brother, touya—thank you for believing in me and always pushing me to be the best i can be. to the gojo clan—thank you for always supporting me and for giving me someone like satoru." you smiled at the gojo clan's presence in the crowd and then turned back to face satoru. (read 'meet the gojos' here)

satoru gojo was beaming brightly, just like he always did. his blue eyes shined back at yours, awaiting your next line of thanks. your eyes watered as the love you felt for the white-haired sorcerer overflowed from your heart.

"lastly, thank you satoru—for believing in me and loving me unconditionally every single day since the first day we met on the sparring field."

you took one last deep breath and shouted, "congratulations jujutsu high school class of 2010! we made it!"

a final applaud erupted throughout the auditorium. you laughed in relief as you finished your speech and wiped the almost formed tears from your eyes. you watched as the crowd stood up in a standing ovation.

in a crowd full of people, your eyes could spot satoru gojo in a heartbeat.

later that night

after the graduation dinner, you and satoru sat outside in the courtyard of tokyo jujutsu high. the twinkle lights you ordered for the staff to use as decor danced against the night sky, illuminating the courtyard with a soft warm glow. and behind that warm glow, satoru's cerulean blue eyes glimmered. you could have sworn satoru had a blush on his face, almost as if he was embarrassed about something.

“can you believe we’re finally graduated?” you asked satoru in disbelief.

the last 3 years had flown by. you were officially graduated from tokyo jujutsu high. the next step this summer was to move out of the dorms and find a home to fit you, satoru, megumi, and tsumiki.

“not quite yet,” satoru said as he starting to unpin his buttons from his uniform. you gave him the 'what are you doing' look. he chuckled at your reaction.

satoru took off the second button from his uniform, taking your hand to place his button in your palm.

“now we’re officially graduated.”

in japan, there's a high school tradition for boys to give the second button of their uniform to the girl that they loved. this act has a special meaning that is equal to a heartfelt confession.

“isn’t it a no brainer that i should be receiving this button?” you giggled. you admired the button of his uniform in your palm, a sign of affection that basically said that you were his.

satoru leaned in towards your face, sneaking a kiss on your cheek. he wrapped his arms around you as you melted in his embrace.

“actually, you don't even have to answer, satoru. you’ve loved me for almost 3 years. it's a no brainer.”

“you mean i put up with a mean girlfriend for 3 years?” satoru laughed boisterously. he let go of you and booped your nose playfully. his signature cheshire grin spread across his face.

you grabbed his hand to hold his palm against your cheek, teasing him, "since i'm so mean, will you put up with another 3 years of no good morning kisses?"

the white haired sorcerer continued to grin, "i'll think about it."

you rolled your eyes at how dramatic satoru could be and mumbled under your breath, "you know how i feel about morning breath."

"yeah, yeah." satoru mumbled back at you, "gimme a congratulatory graduation kiss then."

you wrapped your arm around satoru's shoulders and planted a firm kiss on his lips. satoru pulled away from you and smiled, amused with how the night was going.

"sweetheart, i'd put up with another lifetime of no good morning kisses if you asked me to. as long as i get to wake up next to you every morning." (read 'sleeping with the enemy' here)

you scoffed at satoru's cheesy comment before kissing him again to shut him up. you were ready to venture into the next step of your life with satoru by your side—no good morning kisses and all.

EXTRA:

“we’re gonna have to find a place to live in after graduation.” you said with apprehensive tone. not only did you and satoru have to find an apartment for the two of you, the apartment had to fit megumi, tsumiki, your spirit birds and the demon dogs too.

“it will be fine,” satoru reassured you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

you bit your lip, lost in thought. you wanted to make sure that the apartment you chose would be a safe haven for megumi and tsumiki. it had to be a home filled with love. ever since you and satoru took them in, you made sure that they grew up with everything they needed. whatever they wanted, you and satoru provided with no hesitation.

“you already know that the two pipsqueaks will be happy wherever we end up.” satoru said softly, “they just want to be with us.”

"you mean tsumiki just wants to be with us." you laughed, "megumi does not want to be next to you."

"i'll win him over, just you wait." satoru said confidently.

you knew deep down that megumi actually really admired satoru, but he would never admit that to his sensei's face.

"since we're on the topic of a place to live, we just need to make sure that our room is on the opposite side of the apartment from the kids' room."

you glared at satoru, knowing exactly where this conversation was going. he held his hands up in the air, feigning innocence.

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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book 7 part 3 thoughts!!

***THIS POST CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7, PART 3 OF THE MAIN STORY AND MALLEUS’S DORM UNIFORM VIGNETTES.***

If you’d like to watch a rough part-by-part summarized translation, please check out this archived stream!

Please note: this is NOT meant to be a summary or a translation; these are only my initial thoughts on the events that unfold. There may be details overlooked or misunderstood in this post, so PLEASE do not use this as a translation.

LOL???? We start this part in Ignihyde 😂 with Idia getting a phone call from (OG/grown-up) Ortho??? Ortho says he’s enrolled at RSA and it’s Idia’s first year as a dorm leader????? What sorcery is this???? I-Is this Ortho’s dream…? Or is it Idia’s dream???

cnn kdveienskebe Okay, it’s Idia’s dream??? Oh gosh, he pictures Ortho as being the kind of heroic and kind-hearted person who would attend RSA if he were still alive… 😭

NOT THAT IMPORTANT but Idia games with Lilia and it’s cute :>

Idia is happy to go along with the call but then notices weird little discrepancies like how NRC’s opening ceremonies are at night (but Ortho called him during the day and Ortho is excited about NRC even though he himself is going to RSA)? He feels like something bad is going to happen…

AND SUDDENLY A WILD MALLEUS GREETS HIM???? Wow, he finally got invited— Gao-Gao Dragon-kun returns as a motif throughout episode 7, Idia seems super hype about it. Interestingly, it looks like Gap-Gao has evolved into a full-fledged dragon when Malleus shows it to Idia 🥺 The set-up is very similar to Idia’s + Ortho’s ceremonial robes stories, but in the original vignettes, Idia meets Malleus on the way to the ceremony and gets too scared, so Idia heads back to his dorm.

OMINOUS??????? Malleus is all like, “Gao-Gao was broken many tomes, but I fixed it and I intend to keep it this way for a long time”. This, of course, is him actually talking about what he’s done to prevent everyone from leaving him :)))

OMG WILD LILIA TOO

Entrance ceremony~ The characters repeat the exact same lines spoken during the prologue!! Deja vu~ Cool little easter egg there, this really is a redux but with nothing bad happening and Malleus actually invited and Idia physically present instead of just being a tablet— Something else weird is that Yuu and Grim don’t seem to be at the ceremony.

RSA is confirmed to have dorms and dorm leaders as well! No specific dorms are referenced though.

“I feel like I’ve forgotten something very important…” — Idia

Back to Diasomnia we go… and the expected Sleeping Beauty dream sequence from Yuu… Then Yuu wakes up to what seems to be the room Mickey described to them (from the animated short 1936 Thru the Mirror) but mirrored/flipped (the date on a calendar is written as 51), Also???? Yuu and Grim seem to remember the “real world”; they recall Malleus casting magic before they passed out. UHHHH they’re locked in the room and there are ghosts drawn on the windows. That’s weird, that’s suspicious 😳

THE FOOT STOOL (ottoman?) IS A DOG WITH A PUG FACE???? Wait… THIS IS MICKEY’S ROOM, ISN’T IT??? He literally described a foot stool thing that barks like a dog the last time he talked to Yuu.

WHAT everything is alive??? Beauty and the Beasting it… Grim eats a sketchy nut and temporarily becomes big (a la Alice in Wonderland), they mention there are mushrooms in the Queendom of Roses that have a similar effect.

OH MY GOD MEETING MICHARD REAL GONE WILD NOT CLICKBAIT

Mickey makes more Thru the Mirror references (he squirts ink at playing cards)? Then he mentions dancing about the queen (of Hearts!?) and the king getting mad about it… ordering the card soldiers to attack him. “I feel bad for the card soldiers.”

Mickey weirdly says something like. Their consciousnesses are in this place but their bodies are elsewhere. Mickey is going to help them look for their friends!! They sort of imply this is Mickey’s dream world, he starts vanishing because now it's morning... and now he is "waking" from the dream.

Blot??????????? They punch a monster thing????

HUH???? ??? ? ???? ? SILVER PULLS UP TO SAVE OUR ASSES???? 😭 We get his UM reveal as well! It's called "Meet in a Dream" (written as "Let's see the same dream") but we don't immediately get to see what it does because we cut away to the real world. The incantation for "Meet in a Dream" is roughly, "For the person/people I met before, for the person/people I will meet soon". IT SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING AURORA WOULD SAY WHILE WAITING FOR HER PRINCE THAT SHE DREAMED OF

Back at Diasomnia, Malleus is creepily humming over everyone sleeping...DHBFIYODSBFIOIOAF MORE IMPORTANTLY THOUGH, ORTHO'S CONSCIOUSNESS IS IN CYPERSPACE AND HE ACCESSES THE LAST MEMORIES HE HAD STORED BEFORE GETTING KNOCKED OUT (something, something... emergency protocols activated because Malleus emitted a high amount of blot)👁️ His hologram goes and tries to wake Idia up (lol I guess he did end up getting affected by Fae of Maleficence), then tries to connect to his spare bodies but their circuits are not working. He also tries playing music of Idia's favorite girl group to wake him (Idia usually wakes up and dances), but Idia still doesn't.

The time also seems to have not moved, just like during Endless Halloween Night. Wow, Malleus really decided to reject any and all change, even the passage of time...

Ortho realizes just how wide Malleus's spell has been cast (like, it seems to extend even to RSA which is on the other side of Sage's Island). That's... scary... x_x Guess no heroes are coming to save them, huh?

OMINOUS COMMENT: Ortho says that if people continue to dream like this without waking, they will miss out on food and water that their bodies need... and so they will DIE. They got like a week tops without water 🤡 and then their consciousnesses will remain forever trapped in the dream worlds????

STYX becomes relevant again! They get alerted to the blot levels on Sage's Island.

KJBLDVITUFUQFWOVYQFEOBAFIBAFI DIRECTOR SHROUD AND HiS WIFE SHOW UP???????? THEY GOT ON FULL-ON CYBERpUNK HELMETs ON TOO??? Mrs. Shroud sounds so young 😭 and she acts surprisingly cutesy???? She calls her husband “papa” and serves at STYX's technical director.

STYX forces on Sage's Island can't seem to penetrate it... UM IT SOUNDS LIKE MALLEUS'S MAGIC FIELD IS EXPANDING, STYX is going to evacuate people close to Sage's Island.

WEIRDLY, IDIA'S DAD COMMENTS THAT HE FEELS LIKE HE HAS SEEN THIS SCENE OF SPRAWLING THORNS BEFORE???? Mr. Shroud remarks that he has seen it in stories of the Thorn Witch. I-Is history… repeating itself?

Ortho gets in contact with STYX and Mrs. Shroud is soooo cute 😭 She calls him “Or-kun” and worriedly asks him about his older brother and if Ortho is hurt, etc.

So Malleus used ancient magic (regional dominion?) to control everything in that field?? Mr. Shroud says fairies in general have always historically had the magic to “change” the world/nature, like land forms and the weather.

Uhhhh so??? They that Malleus’s magic won’t ever run out because he can absorb power from the natural elements to fuel his magic??? His magic field will keep expanding… so Twisted Wonderland is pretty much fucked if they can’t stop him 💀

OH MAN Mrs. Shroud says they’re going to try and contact Briar Valley 🤡 though Grandma Shroud tried to in the past and it was difficult?

Aww, sort of sad?? Mr. Shroud implies he’s a normal person and that he’s dealing with geniuses that try to do things that he can’t.

The Briar Valley actually responded and try to help them break the barrier around Sage’s Island!! But it sounds like even they could not get past it…

Ortho transfers his consciousness to the Cerberus Gear body!! (Mrs. Shroud makes it for him!) It can last ~20 minutes inside the field. Two dogs will follow him; they have the Cerberus security system in them.

He’s the best suited for this investigation (it’s NOT meant to be a rescue, just a mission to collect info) because his existence defies nature itself; he is the culmination of human ingenuity and Malleus can’t overwrite that. Ortho promises to come back and to save his big brother, he doesn’t want the Shroud parents to lose “another son” 😢

LOL all the researchers are passed out on the floor, even Mr. Shroud was like. Sleeping under a table 😂

Not Mrs. Shroud joking about peeking at Idia’s password protected folders 💀 and not Idia leeching off of STYX’s wifi cuz he’ll die without high-speed internet to do his dailies…

Mrs. Shroud continues to be so wholesome and worried for her children, she encourages Ortho to come back if he’s scared or feels like he’s in danger. It’s so moe of her 🥺

Hmmm 🤔 the Shroud parents are definitely a lot different than what I thought they’d be?? They’re very warm and accepting of Ortho, especially Mrs. Shroud. I didn’t get that impression from book 6 and Idia’s post-OB flashback, it seemed like the Shroud parents were very hands-off and work oriented. Of the two, Mr. Shroud is definitely quieter and more stand-offish, so it seems like Idia takes after the dad and Ortho after the mom. It’s not a bad thing, I’m just surprised!! I’ll definitely keep this in mind while writing them moving forward.

Back to Mickey's world!! ... Suddenly, they're in the sky and comedically falling out of it???? They land outside of Diasomnia dorm.

HMMMMMM so Silver says that the “blot” he fought earlier is like… the darkness that appears in dreams. He has seen it many times. If the darkness catches you, it will drag you into an even deeper dream… and it seems like they fell into a new dream because Mickey woke up (so Mickey’s dream crumbled).

“Meet in a Dream” allows him to enter the dream world of people who have a bond with him. So… there is a preexisting connection Silver has with Mickey????

Silver has??? Met Mickey before in his dreams?? This confirms the story Mickey told us before of seeing a silver-haired boy. Usually the dreamer does not remember him being there, but Mickey for some reason COULD remember Silver. (When Silver himself wakes up from the dreams, he doesn’t remember them.)

bcsksbiexbkss OMG POOR LAD????? Silver has tried to wake up before by punching himself and by bashing his head against rocks (to no success).

He doesn’t 100% understand his power or dreams yet, but he describes each dream to us as its own landscape? It’s an oddly artistic way of describing it but I guess without the context of Malleus trapping them all there it calling them “landscapes” is nice!!

Silver says he somehow stumbled into Mickey’s dream while following a bird that shone with rainbow colors. Ho-Oh is that you (A bird that gives the illusion of rainbow colors… It sounds similar to the white birds Kalim borrowed in his dorm story vignettes from Silver.)

There are other stipulations to using his UM; Silver has to be sleeping AND be aware that he is dreaming in order for him to dream walk. He also can’t decide whose dreams he ends up in. Silver eerily mentions that he cannot escape from dream worlds, not unless the dreamer wakes up or the dreamer/Silver gets a large enough shock.

Silver falls through the sky to get to new dreams? He calls these transitions “dream corridors”. He describes dreams as places of memories and wishes, making up one’s greatest desires… but also meaning different things to different people.

They enter Diasomnia and IN COMES SEBEK SHOUTING AT THEM??? Apparently there's a party going on at Diasomnia to send Malleus and Lilia off for their internships. (There is a little glowing fairy thing flying around Sebek which indicates that Sebek is the dreamer. We did not previously see this light around Mickey.) Sebek rushes them to the party where everyone else is waiting!!

Oooh, we hear what Lilia’s internship might have been! He would be going into a company that specializes in making magical tools for medicine/health; his reasoning is that the Briar Valley has people who are not used to technology, and Lilia wants to be able to make their lives easier by introducing these technologies to them. Malleus’s archeological internship would be in the Land of Crimson Long.

BRUH 😭 Dream!Lilia says he will stay in their forest cottage where he raised Silver for the rest of his life, he’s not leaving.

Silver calls them out on the bullcrap, calling the situation for what it truly is. “This is just a convenient dream!” It’s fake, it’s all wrong. He shouts at on point, which is something be rarely ever does; the last time I can recall him shouting is back at the end of Endless Halloween Night.

ERRRRR (real) Malleus is monitoring all of their dream worlds, that’s 100x more creepy than anything Rook can do 💀 Malleus is justifying this by using his position as to-be king; “it’s only natural for a king to watch over his subjects”, that kind of thing. Leona would be hella pissed—

Eh? EH????? WE'RE PUNCHING SEBEK NOW (he’s protecting Malleus). And so we beat him up and Sebek finally remembers reality. (I think the implication is that by beating him up, they’re “shocking” the dreamer awake.) Sebek begrudgingly joins our party!! ✨

bhlBFYUVAIFAIAFDIL I OH NO, MALLEUS IS MAD THAT SILVER IS “AWAKE”

AYO OB MALLEUS BATTLE, HIS PHANTOM IS MALEFICENT'S DRAGON FORM, IT’S TIME TO GASLIGHT, GATEKEEP, GIRLBOSS (before revealing his OB form, he was really trying to convince us it’s not a dream when we said it was one + confused Grim with his claims, then lowkey threatened us by saying “if you keep talking, I won’t forgive you”.) That’s… scarily accurate for how real emotional manipulators act 😬

I kept being reminded of Malleus’s dorm uniform vignettes around this point in the main story. In the vignettes, Malleus teleports the dorm leaders (without consent) to Diasomnia to hold a meeting, and they become upset with him for treating them like objects. Malleus is STILL treating living beings like objects (even if he does care for them). Look at what he’s doing: he doesn’t think about what they want, he’s manipulating them again, and even earlier he implied they and Gao-Gao were the same… Broken things that have been repaired, and that he intends to keep this way forever.

Silver grabs their hands and says they’ll jump into another dream!! LOL 😂 Sebek’s being tsundere at the worst of times… “I WOULD NEVER HOLD YOUR HAND!!!” SEBEK PLEASE, NOT NOW!?????? We’RE GonNA DiE

Malleus tries to force them back under, but a sparkling light "like an aurora" compels Silver to not succumb. Silver asks his father to give him power while clutching onto the ring on a chain that Lilia imparted to him. AWWW SILVER 😭

This time they wake up in a forest and get surrounded by masked people who speak in... animal sounds??? It may be a fairy language; in Fairy Gala: If we learn that different kinds of fae communicate in different ways (for example, the diurnal fae speak in like bell chimes). Sebek seems to understand what they are saying... so maybe the language of the nocturnal fae????

AYO THE MIDDLE ONE KINDA LOOKS LIKE CROWLEY... EVEN THE EYES GLOW YELLOW LIKE HIS DO???? IS IT JUST THE MASK SHAPE???? OR WAS CROWLEY A WAR VET??????? ??????? ?? ?? ? (Side note: I think these masked NPCs are meant to resemble Maleficient's minions!)

There is also what appears to be the sound effects of canon fire??? Is this… a battleground?? The human-fairy war?????? (The masked men are soldiers that report to Lilia!)

FKJLADFIHLAFSLIHAFLIADFILETasasutvfetoqevb WHAT WHAT WHAT???!?!?!?!?!?!?!? LONG HAIR LILIA SHOWS UP IN A MASK AND SAVES THEM???? HE’S USING HIS CLEAVER TOO (this is his dream for sure now 😭)

So in Lilia’s new design, we see that there are green gems hanging off of him; these may be magical gems or the special ore he mentioned his weapon is made from (which is very rare in modern times).

If you look closely, his hair streaks are dark red instead of bright magenta. This lines up with one of Lilia’s voice lines in which he expresses dying his hair different colors depending on his whims.

Every warrior seems to be wearing a mask? And we can see their eyes glow (I wonder if this is a trait of nocturnal fae)? The masks may be there as s cultural thing or maybe as a tactic to obscure their faces from their enemies.

It’s odd that Lilia’s dream seems to be of war time??? Because Malleus’s magic is meant to give them happy dreams, but surely Lilia doesn’t think of war time as a happy period of his life???? Maybe that will be better explained in the next update??

AAAAAAAHAHHHHHHHH??????? ? ?????? ? ? ? ? ? ? THAT'S THE END OF THE PART 3 UPDATE???? ? ?? ??? ? TWST, YOU REALLY GONNA CUT US OFF LIKE THIS?? ???? ? ? ? ???????? ? ? 🫠 WE’RE ONLY At PART 55 AnD SO MUcH SHiT hAS GONE dOWN…………………..,,..,,, …….. ….. … . .. . .. . . .

#Diasomnia #twst #twisted wonderland #Malleus Draconia #Lilia Vanrouge #Silver #Sebek Zigvolt #notes from the writing raven #spoilers #disney twisted wonderland #Idia Shroud #Ortho Shroud #Ignihyde #Yuu #Grim #Mickey Mouse

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SHEPHERDS OF HAVEN ALPHA PREVIEW UPDATE [3/27/24]

The Shepherds of Haven alpha preview has been updated here!

Note: This is not the same thing as the public demo, which is available for everyone and covers the first four chapters of the game: the alpha preview is the early access version available to Patrons and testers!

TOTAL WORDCOUNT: 1,101,164 WORDS WITHOUT CODE

WHAT’S NEW:

15,000 words of new content to Chapter 9!

Are your Brightburners enjoying this yet, or is this just hell for them?

More Sun Court politicking! Throw your weight around as a would-be player of the Serpents' Feast! Duel somebody or farm your recruits out as free labor! Rescue Riel from an awkward situation or let him flounder! So many choices to be found!

Please be sure to read the specific developer notes on Patreon for more info, as well as check the Incomplete Routes Guide linked in the alpha build post if you have questions about how to proceed through the alpha build!

WHAT’S NEXT:

More Chapter 9! We'll definitely finish this part of the mission next time, and then there will be some quality time with one of your chosen teammates next, plus one of my favorite tropes if you happen to be romancing any of them... Also, when this part of the mission is done, I kind of want to run a poll to see who's everyone's favorite noble LOL

Anyway, I hope you enjoy! I hope to see your thoughts here, on Patreon, or on Discord! Have a great close to your March! And Happy Easter! 🐣🐰🪺💐🌷

#Shepherds of Haven #update #alpha build #alpha preview #chapter 9 #spoilers #mild #Patreon

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Happy Lockwood & Co. Big Bang!!! :D I had the absolute pleasure of collaborating with @The_Dreamer_Half_Alive (on Ao3 :) on her fic for the @lockwoodandcobigbang2023 event; set post TEG, it’s truly so lovely and heartwarming, and I had so much fun doing a piece for it! We very much hope you enjoy :)

Link to the fic!!!! (the horror of the night melt away) under the warm glow of survival of the day

(Closeups below the cut :D) (because I ended up making it too wide to be easily seen in full lol) (plus ~artistic commentary~)

(SPOILERS FOR FIC CONTENT)

Okay, so I tried to put a bunch of little easter eggs from the fic and just in general in here, so if you’re interested:

Alright, to start off, I was generally very inspired by them getting a record player; I thought it was very sweet, and I loved the idea of them finally getting to relax and hang out in the library (the lack of chairs, I know; I couldn’t figure out how to put them in without blocking people lol) and locklyle dancing, with the record player on in the background, so that’s what I took as the basis of the scene!!

We had discussed that the characters were kind of a combo of both show and book versions, so I tried to add a smattering and hints of both when doing their designs!

The record is, of course, an Ella Fitzgerald record as mentioned in the fic (the record drawn is her Souvenir Album)

Holly is wearing her engagement ring, and wearing shades of pink and cream because that’s what she wears at her wedding (although shifted in hue to better match the color scheme of the piece lol)

Everyone (minus Flo) of course has their white strands of hair (which is *always* one of my favorite details to draw)

Lucy and George bake in the fic, but I think I had just read the Christmas mini story when I was doing my thumbnail for this, so Kipps ended up being the one bringing in baked goods; however, the baking mitts are orange and monogrammed with George's initials because I couldn't let that slip by, could I?

I wasn't quite sure what to put Flo in, because in the books she never takes off her boots or puffer jacket, but I wanted to throw in some sign that she was living at 35 Portland Row and becoming closer to all of them, (and her close relationship with George,) so I let her keep the boots, but traded the puffer jacket in for one of George's plaid shirts :)

The chess game also made it in because of the Christmas short story, lol

Lucy's blue star jacket!! When I read the fic, I was planning from the start to have her wearing the jacket, so of course it made it in :) I wasn't really sure what style it should be, though, so I ended up with kind of an odd mishmash of designs, but I think it turned out working alright!

The sapphire necklace, because, of course

I adore that Lockwood wears his pink socks throughout the entire show (well, most of the time they're the pink ones ;) so I wanted to include them (and then gave Lucy blue ones to match :)

The chipped blue mugs that Lockwood brings to Lucy for her tea after she wakes up from nightmares are on the bookshelf, and I couldn't find a way to directly include the Earl Grey tea they have, but I made the tea bag tags grey in honor of it

The green glow is the ghost lamp outside because if I can find a way to incorporate cool glows in my art, I will (and also on a more narrative-driven note, symbolizing the past danger they've been through and how some of it is definitely still present, but they have each other to heal with and finally be able to have some simple fun with, and are now curled up in the safety and comfort of 35 Portland Row :)

And finally, a big theme of the fic is them healing and building a happy life together, so I just wanted them to all be happy for once, and hence I put in my best efforts to draw them as such :)

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(I never used tumblr to ask anything, I've been a lurker for ages tho lol, so I hope this is the right place to ask)

What if you get dragged to pride for one reason or another as a weak normal human with a very VERY limited knowledge abot hell and demons. What if you miraculously survive long enough to drag your weakened and desperate body (bc beign tossed around by pride demons must not be fun i assume) , to finally stumble upon a demon so powerful and frightening that not only shocks you to your very core just by being in his presence, but any other demon around. Just for you to crawl to his feet worshipping, sobbing and saying whatever nonsense you can think of in that beaten up desperate state. Asking him for help, a deal! Whatever the cost , in that moment you are willing to give up everything in order to escape the hell that is your life.

How would Cero react? would he go for the marriage contract? or do something way more cruel since the reader is already giving up? (the reader may already be his obsession or not, I dunno to be honest)

(( on a side note I always used tumblr to just lurk and read fan fictions but your blog is so good! I've been keeping up with it since last easter and I love how you entratain all the gruesome fucked up kinks but always keep set boundaries you are comfortable in. Also your writing is really amazing and i love your yanderes, expecially Vinnel and Cero hehe Sorry for the ramble keep up the good work!!))

[Thenk you! I'm happy to hear you've been around for so long, glad you're liking stuff! :7 You kind of need to have strong boundaries in a blog that handles these topics, or it can very quickly become a harmful space.]

Cero couldn't possibly have you in a better position.

Usually, when he strikes deals that actually mean anything to him, the demonlord has to use a great deal of deceitful "democracy" and political babbling, a sometimes exhausting back and forth that involves a great deal of patience and artfully chipping away at a potential client's reasoning/defenses.

You're basically giving him a free win. You have no chips to bargain with, no cards to play, no power no leverage no rights not even the health and mental fortitude to deny him! Why, you broke yourself before Cero could. Outstanding work.

The King goes through many emotions while you beg at his feet, clinging to his boots like an insect. But what ends up winning and showing on his face is an animalistic sense of glee that has his eyes glowing and his teeth nearly slicing into his bottom lip. He's hard and he doesn't even care that you can definitely see it if you glance up.

The King pretends to be courteous as he extends a hand to oh so selflessly help you up. You're filthy, he'll have to scrub you raw when he gets you into a bathtub, but that's for later. That very same hand suddenly finds its home tight around your neck while he begins directing you to his mansion, introducing himself along the way with no small amount of bombastic flair.

Cero sees great potential in you, for a human. It's unfortunate that you've fallen this low, but it's to be expected really, without him there to guide you, to fix you, to polish you into the diamond he knows he can make you. But all of that can be in the past, all your ailments cured. Your name dignified and whispered with admiration in his domain.

Take his pen, it can even become yours too, so long as you sign right there.

Sign right now and Cero will personally track down the demons that wronged you. You have his word that they will be subjected to unspeakable atrocities.

#Cero oc

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20 questions for writers

I was tagged by @pia-writes-things (ty!!! ❤️)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

46!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

703,271. Which is, um, a lot.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Good Girls (formerly), HPI (formerly), and l'Art du Crime. There's also a random bit for les Combattantes, and one GG fic has a shared universe with Graceland. I'm very mono-fandom lol.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Take A Dip

It's All Coming Back To Me

It Hurts When I See You Struggle

Love And War

We're Living In A Powder Keg And Giving Off Sparks

Unsurprisingly, these are all GG fics, although I don't think my kudos ranking is accurate because most of these were impacted by the great kudos-bombing gate from 2020 so it's hard to tell what's actually my most kudo-ed fic.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely. My secret goal is to keep the conversation going back and forth for the longest possible time because I love the opportunity for a good ramble about my writing 😈

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I wanna say Ad vitam æternam (L'art du crime)? I mean, it's literally an MCD fic, so, not that merry... Also if I remember correctly, Always lost in the sea (HPI) doesn't end on a very hopeful note either.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I don't know? All of them? None? I generally tend to go for happy open endings with that extra bit of bittersweet so I really couldn't tell. But hey, maybe the ending to that thing I'm currently writing actually is the happiest of it all, because oh boy, things do get cheesy at some point 🥺

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No at all! Unless you count that one person who commented on several chapters of whichever long GG fic I wrote just to point blank hate on Beth character lol

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Of course I do (in English only), I like my porn toxic and desperate and angsty with just the right amount of power play and mutual hatred. Basically, I write hatefuck 😂

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not really, no... I've tried a couple of times, but I think I'm better at/more interested in mimicking existing interactions than inventing a dynamic between characters who never met canonically (and also, boy the kind of SETUP you need to justify some characters crossing paths... it's just too much work). I'm more of a cameo/easter egg kind of writer, so once in a while I'll allow a character from another fandom to pop up in a fic and say hi, but it's really a blink-and-you'll-miss-it kind of encounter.

I guess my craziest attempt would be that Crazy Ex-Girlfriend / Good Girls crossover that I never finished though, cause like, super different moods?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of but I don't really attempt to know

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! By myself lol. I once posted a fic in two languages before acknowledging it was a hell of an additional work 😭

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Kinda? We never finished nor even posted it but at some point we shared a quite unhinged co-writing story with @whiskeyjack and @00gangfriend00 and it was a lot of fun 🥰

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

You... you guys have that? You don't just live by your Ship of the Moment just to instantly forget about it and hop on the Next Ship when it shows up? I'm sorry but I don't think I have one of those.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

What a trap question!!! 😂

It's All Coming Back To Me, obviously. Look, I really really want to finish it, not even for me at this point, but for the 120-something people who subscribed to it, for the faithful readers who still leave me comments every now and then hoping for closure. I know how it ends. I have it partially written. I just don't seem to know how to write for Good Girls anymore, and getting my head back into it feels like such an insurmountable load of work, I just- I'm trying, ok?

But like, if someone's interested in helping, or even writing that ending based on my notes (and getting full and proper credits for it obvi), just let me know! I'm really open to it 🥲

16. What are your writing strengths?

Probably dialogues? I've been told many times that my dialogues feel very close to the original, and the thing is, I write about TV shows and I have a very good ear so I think I catch quite easily the actors' voices and tones and mannerisms in my head, so every time I write down a line, I play it several times in my mind with the character's voice to determine whether they would say it like that or not. Looks like it's not working so bad.

Also I *think* I'm not too bad at stream-of-consciousness inner monologues. At least it's one of my favourite things to write so there's that.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes (that includes sex lol). Filling the gaps between the important parts. Descriptions. Setting up the scene.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Like, featuring two different languages inside the same fic, or writing in different languages? I'm not sure I've ever really written the first one? I guess I find it a bit clunky, occasionally I've written scenes that included a character whose native language wasn't the one of the fic, and I'd give them a line or two if that's relevant to the plot (for instance, if characters are lost somewhere in another country, I can add a line/dialogue in another language for comedic effect. Or it can be a way for a character to whisper something for themselves), but the logistics are quite nightmarish, you gotta either assume your audience knows the second language, or translate the lines in the author's note, or have another character translate it in a way that doesn't sound too articifial, that's really really tedious haha

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Good Girls.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

You think I know that? Out of FOURTY-SIX??? Lol. Get out.

Tagging: @sdktrs12 @joeyjoeylee if you're around @riosnecktattoo @humanbra @hemerae-ramblings @sothischickshe @asteraceae-blue

#tagging games #writing #my fic #fanfic

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I have super little time to write the kind of extensive meta that I want to to CELEBRATE this FABULOUS episode 8 of Be My Favorite, so here’s more of a stream of consciousness edit of the notes I took during the episode, and prayers up that they all make sense as a whole.

This episode to me was about the start of Kawi EMBRACING THE PRESENT. To live with ACCOUNTABILITY AND RESPONSIBILITY. I really loved the recap at the end of 1/1, before Kawi holds the crystal ball. Kawi’s reflecting and getting a BETTER, MORE OBJECTIVE overview of the impact of changing the future, and how much his power can ACTUALLY change things.

He gave the diary to Pisaeng so that Pisaeng could understand if things were changing in Pisaeng’s life without context. In other words: he is beginning to take responsibility for someone else’s feelings.

Kawi is beginning to recognize that his INTENTIONAL decisions in the PRESENT MOMENT will be the determinant to a future that’s... happier? Or at least -- a future that will, hopefully, include some, if not all, of the people he loves.

AND: he’s learning that if you live your present life WITH that intention -- then THAT is the main control that a human has to determining one’s happiness.

He learns that he cannot change the future in an ABSOLUTE -- his father will still die. It’s an important lesson. He cannot predict every single turn a human can take and guarantee a great outcome.

I absolutely love the reflection on not running away. Pisaeng tells his mother he doesn’t want to leave Thailand. Pisaeng’s mom wants him to live overseas to live an “easier” life. But we then get the comparative reflection of Kawi and Max at the wonderful LGBTQ+ event, where we hear that running away just -- doesn’t work.

Max is the guy -- the guy for Kawi and Pisaeng that’s rooted in a very present world. The guy that can really see through both of them, understand their internal shifts and discomforts, and diagnose what Kawi and Pisaeng each have been struggling with. And, so beautifully -- Max gives Kawi his flowers for just being a good friend. In the present.

Dudes, I never, ever shy away from a story that focuses on accountability and responsibility. It’s tough human shit, tough behavioral shit. When characters learn how to hold themselves accountable, and we see that process -- Kawi, Khai, Frame, Phupha at the end of Our Skyy 2, Nozue, even Fuse (holy shit), etc. -- the guys who will GO THROUGH a very TOUGH and HUMAN process of holding themselves PAINFULLY RESPONSIBLE to change on behalf of someone else -- it is just GOOD ART when it is DONE WELL.

I am sure I will unwind more as I get through my day, but wanted to note these awesome, predictive easter eggs. This show is telling its story in so many ways -- through the philosophical references we saw earlier in the series, and today, through shirts! (Yo, @grapejuicegay, we’re always looking for BBS connections, right? SHIRTS!)

MATCHING COUPLES SHIRTS! THEY’RE A COUPLE, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS IN THE PRESENT OR ALL THE FUTURES.

KAWI WEARING A DUDES SHIRT! HE’S GONNA LIKE GUYS!

LOL. I WANNA WEAR A SHIRT THAT SAYS “DUDES.” Let me get my message across AS LOUDLY AS POSSIBLY -- I LIKE DUDES, I’M GONNA LIKE DUDES.

FUCK THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD! More soon. Our boy Kawi is growing up. Krist and Gawin are EATING. THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD!

(ccing @dribs-and-drabbles @lurkingshan @chickenstrangers -- I got to watch this earlier than expected, yay!)

#be my favorite #be my favorite meta #be my favourite #be my favourite meta #i love using the non-american spelling of favourite it makes me feel fancy hahaha #not like a dumb american LOL #krist perawat #gawin caskey #kristgawin #kawi x pisaeng #pisaeng x kawi

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Babs, Bruce and Danny in my dpxdc merfolk au!!!

argh, plz excuse the poorly edited photo lmao- lost a lot of detail TvT

Babs has her info Here. But this is her design! I’m not actually entirely sure if any of these designs are final, i might tweak them, but here she is! I gave her necklaces.

Bruce is based on a leatherback sea turtle! The spots aren’t actually super accurate to a leatherback’s underside, but if you look at it a little harder... you may find a fun little easter egg. It’s subtle... or at least i tried to make it that way. (If people don’t get it i’ll explain in a rb lol) Did you know that leatherback sea turtles can be up to 880 pounds? Idk what that is in metric but that’s roughly 7 and a half Bahfevs. They’re also much more triangular/less round than other turtles, so I reflected that in his design. And ofc, Bruce and Damian are both sea turtles bc they’re related. But they’re different sea turtle species so it doesn’t make much sense. Who gives a flip. What’s Talia, you ask? To that I say: 🤷‍♀️

(Side note: apparently, I’ve conditioned myself so I can’t draw nuetral expressions. It’s gotta have some emotion or else it looks wrong, and it feels natural to always have something going on there. So... drawing Stoic McStoicface here was a pain in the penis. He kinda has an expression anyway lol)

Danny is based on a ghost knife fish! I’ll be honest, i didn’t even know these existed until I looked up “ghost fish” in the hopes of finding something thematic. But then... omg! They’re black with little white accents? Like Danny’s design? And they have cool, funky bodies? AND they produce electricity!?? That’s so FKING COOL! I’ll have to do more research, but so far i’m pretty sure they don’t produce enough electricity to hurt someone. They are related to electric eels though! I first learned that electric eels were knife fish and not true eels when I was researching the moray eel for Duke. Funny how that connects!

Danny’s story under the cut!

Heehoo!

Okay so basically: Danny went diving to gather pearls because he wanted to make his parents happy/proud. While he was diving, His foot got caught in a rock and he couldn’t get it out. He panicked and he begged— to who? God, maybe? The universe, or the ocean? Maybe just begging fate or any higher power that could be out there, he doesn’t know. His only prayer was “Don’t let me drown!”. Unbeknownst to him, one of the pearls he’d grabbed was a magic, wish granting pearl. They’re rare enough that humans don’t even have legends of them... but the merfolk do ;).

The pearl took his very non-specific wish and decided to give him a tail and gills. He swam back up in a panic, and saw his new tail. Of course, this is a very horrifying thing to happen. But in less than a minute... it was already starting to dry off. As it dried, it turned back into skin.

Now, Danny has to be extremely careful not to get his legs or hair wet when he’s near people, because he’ll turn back into a merboy.

i... probably should have given him a shirt? He’d be wearing it, right? But i also did need to see what I was doing with that fin thing lol. I mean, a shirt would get annoying with that fin- he’d probably take it off. Tbh he’d probably have it off when swimming in general? Idk.

So: funny thing that happened when I was drawing Danny:

A first grader came up to me while I had it open on my desk, and she was like:

“Oh my god, that’s so good! Like, how did you even draw that?”

so I was like: “Oh thank you! ❤️”

And I think she asked again “How did you even draw that?”

so I was a little confused on how to answer, so I said:

“Well, I used my pencil...” and held up my pencil—

and then she got distracted by a spinny chair.

She’s so precious omg 🥰

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A list of my works on AO3

(they're all Saiki K fics at the moment but I'll add fandom categories to this post if I ever get a new interest lol)

It doesn't fit my plans; it's something I don't understand

Published July 11, 2021

Summary: Saiki is fascinated by Satou Hiroshi, and the people around him start to see that this might be more than just a platonic curiosity.

What is this feeling called love?

[Notes: Bittersweet ending. Nobody gets together. My insistence on theming these early fics after songs is pretty embarrassing now. I'm not proud of my writing here but the story is ok. I might rewrite it someday. Not bad for my first fic since like 2003 though]

Something Changed

Published August 11, 2021

Summary: Aiura wrote a letter to her soulmate the night before they were supposed to meet.

She's predicted a lot of things... how could she have gotten this one wrong?

[Notes: Another sad ending. The format of this is almost entirely an excited letter about the future Aiura imagined that would never come to pass. Not really much of a story happening here tbh]

Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown?

Published August 28, 2021 (INCOMPLETE)

Summary: With graduation quickly approaching, the psychics of PK Academy (and Akechi) worry that they'll drift apart. Luckily, they come up with an idea.

"Let's all meet up in the year 2030!"

A lot can change in a decade.

[Notes: Kind of like a psychicker class reunion where they're all adults with jobs and everything catching up. Future chapters were going to have almost a Scooby Doo vibe (with a twist reveal at the end about Aiura's husband!) I abandoned it because I posted some art and someone called my art creepy and it made the whole fic feel bad to think about. Maybe I'll get back to it someday. It's cool to see how quickly my writing improved. I was also super proud of how well I wrote Akechi's dialogue here]

Hotel Valentine

Published September 24, 2021

Summary: Toritsuka Reita is a pretty lucky guy. He somehow managed to not get expelled from PK Academy, he graduated, and he's avoided creeping on any living girls for a few months. To celebrate, the PK Psychics paid for a one-night stay in the fanciest hotel in Tokyo so Reita can creep on the ghost girl of his dreams. Pretty lucky, right?

Too bad things aren't going his way. He's being ignored by the staff, he's bored out of his mind, and he can't find the ghost girl anywhere. Some vacation, huh?

[Notes: Spoiler: Toritsuka's a ghost stuck in a nice hotel. This is based on a concept album that most of you have never heard but hear me out! It really has nothing to do with the Cibo Matto album of the same title except that the chapters are named after the songs and there are fun Easter eggs for fans of the album. Another slightly sad ending but not too bad]

Coffee & TV

Published August 27th, 2022

Summary: The new silence in her house felt heavy on Kumi's shoulders. Everything reminded her of Kumagoro... especially her grandson Kusuo, who has been coming to visit more often than ever before.

[Notes: this is my least popular finished fic and I understand why. It's about grief and the loss of a grandparent. It's about the unique pain that a psychic would have after failing to prevent that death. There's a sad twist that TBH I think I was a little too subtle with. One of my favorites]

Friendly Fire

Published January 8, 2023

Summary: Being an adult is great until the Problems start. Good grief.

30-year-old Kusuo's psychic powers have been pretty well controlled for over a decade. Why are things starting to go haywire all of a sudden?

[Notes: Friendly Fire my fucking beloved!! In this fic, Saiki gets essentially psychic multiple sclerosis and has to deal with some complicated emotions. I don't think it's a masterpiece or anything but it was cathartic to write and I'm in love with the versions of these characters that I wrote here. So much so that I'm writing a sequel just so I can write more of them. Also, FINALLY a happy ending!!]

Ramen Ikouze?

Published April 28, 2023

Summary: After being dragged to get ramen with Nendou every week, Kusuo starts to realize that it's not so bad after all.

[Notes: I love Nendou, he's so good. This fic is very cute and about their friendship. A couple of fun twists]

Saiki has Plans?

Published May 2, 2023

Summary: Saiki mentions having plans after school, and the overactive imaginations at PK Academy work themselves into a fuss trying to imagine what he could be doing.

[Notes: This fic follows around a bunch of Saiki's classmates as they gossip and snoop to find out what he's up to. It's my most popular fic for some reason]

A Bright Flash

Published May 13, 2023

Summary: Saiki develops an annoying new ability, and through some comedy series logic is forced to tell Teruhashi about it. She tries to be a good ally to her "newly psychic" crush.

[Notes: Teruhashi accidentally finds out about Saiki's new power and he's like "fine. I'm a psychic. But it's just this one power and nothing else."]

Heat Wave

Published June 6, 2023

Summary: There's a historic heat wave in Hidariwakibara, and some of our favorite PK Academy students end up running into each other while taking refuge from the hot weather.

A series of four standalone (but connected) stories taking place at the same time:

Aiura has a vision of disaster, and she and Nendou try to stop it

Yumehara gives Toritsuka some advice to improve his game

Akechi meets Teruhashi's brother

Saiki really wants some shaved ice from the kakigori stand where Mera is working

[Notes: The summary explains it well but also I weaved so many connections between the chapters (that are all happening at roughly the same time). It was also a lot of fun writing interactions between characters that didn't get much in canon. Also you can tell it was hot as hell when I wrote it because I definitely gave Saiki some kind of psychic heat intolerance lol]

Immunity

Published July 6, 2023

Summary: She didn't know why, but Kokomi was finally able to see the truth.

Why Saiki seemed to appear and disappear without explanation. Why it seemed like he always knew what she was planning. Why he wore those weird hairpins.

It was all so obvious now.

Saiki had psychic powers.

[Notes: The veil is lifted suddenly and all the truths that Saiki kept locked behind his mind control were revealed to Teruhashi. He and Aiura have a chat with her about it. Also this was the first fic of mine that an IRL friend read (to my knowledge) and his comment was something like "I don't know anything about your boy but he sounds autistic and gnc" and I took that as a fucking compliment! You know you've written Saiki right when people can see that shit from space]

The Disastrous Financial Situation of Saiki K

Published August 9, 2023 (IN PROGRESS)

Summary: Adjusting to his new limitations has been annoying, and now Kusuo (age 31) needs a car to get around.

Unfortunately, taking time off work has drained his savings.

How is he going to get the money for a car now?

[Notes: This is my sequel to Friendly Fire but it's a lot lighter in nature. 100-Yen-Man goes around doing stuff for Saiki's friends. There are mentions of his disability from Friendly Fire and it's plot relevant but I think you can catch on even if you didn't read the original. I haven't updated in a while but I am actively working on it!! A Yumehara and Makino chapter next and then a Toritsuka chapter after that. TBH this isn't my best work and it's pretty unpopular but I'm having fun and that's all that counts)

#i got my work done so as i promised.. this is my reward #this is for organization purposes and to get me thinking about the things I've written again #my fics #saiki

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icology · 4 months

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Happy new year to Japan!

As usual, GenDesign have greeted us with their yearly new year’s message, and it even has a little hint of humor this time.

“Happy New Year!

We look forward to working with you in the New Year!

We at genDESIGN are currently working hard on a new project while experiencing the birth pains! (note: the online translator mentions either birth pains/birth troubles: not sure exactly which but I think we all get the idea lol)

We are also looking for people who can help us get through this together.

In particular, we are urgently looking for [QA (quality control)] and [sound programmer] positions!”

Although the image in the card seems simple, upon closer inspection there are a few things to unpack: the frame around the image closely resembles a console, there’s a small compass-like element, and the most interesting: a “75” at the bottom left. Curiously, their logo features a long line that makes it look like a progress bar, which is at about 3/4 of the way through — so 75%! The funny mention to “birth pain” is also curious… one would think this baby game is about to see the light of day!

Could this be an easter egg that tells us Game 4 is entering the last quarter of its development? Only 2024 will tell!

GenDesign’s original post

#I too need a little humor to cope with this rollercoaster thanks guys #gendesign #team ico #news

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the-gateway-to-madness · 6 months

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jack frost hcs: the original draft

Some/most of these are repeats of my very first, original Jack Frost headcanons post (with more elaboration), because back then I didn't know where to find my drafts, but I just found them so here's the sorta-kinda-not-really-lost original Jack Frost headcanon list! It's redundant but there's new stuff in there too and also I don't care lol

Jack was an instrumentalist of some kind in his past life. His hands and fingers are long but sturdy, they'd be perfect for at LEAST violin or piano.

Furthermore, passionately played classical is one of the few things that can switch Jack from chaos mode into concentration mode.

His mischief was mainly to get people to see him, and while he still plays pranks for fun, he no longer has the desperate compulsion to do it now that he's a Guardian and has friends and believers. Now he does it to make everyone happy and entertained.

Jack understands and responds well to all of the love languages, once he gets used to being loved in the first place. His own main love language is quality time, with some clear response to words of affirmation (or maybe North is just good at words of affirmation), but he takes great joy in figuring out other people's love languages and assaulting them with affection.

Sandy's main love language is physical touch, since the others can sometimes get lost in translation for him; he also adores quality time. North's main love language is of course gifts. Tooth's would be mainly words of affirmation (notice the Guardians' verbal support and comfort was very effective for Tooth's stressful moments during the teeth crisis). Bunny's is mainly acts of service. [Note: I switched some of these around in the other Jack Frost headcanon post, I hadn't even realized. Ah well, good points in favor of both ig]

The Guardians absolutely get closer after the Pitch incident (as everyone assumes they do)- they're not quite found family in the movie, but when they're not actively fighting anymore they begin making more effort to bond, since their separation from the world and each other got them in trouble in the first place. Each Guardian starts becoming the natural leader of various types of group interaction, and they all begin to treat each other more casually.

At some point after the movie Jack, now having an identity that feels complete, begins to build a real home for himself- something that felt uncomfortable before he knew the full extent of who he was. This is how he discovers that when a new spirit is properly established, like Jack now is, other spirits pay tribute to them and congratulate them by leaving little gifts. He gets everything from nice new clothes various spirits made, to little bits of art or sculptures, even a holster for his staff. Other spirits may still find him or his season annoying, but that doesn't change the fact that respect for Jack is growing.

Jack begins to get invites to massive spirit gatherings as respect for him shifts, and of course, he now gets to attend North's Christmas parties and Bunny's Easter parties as a guest of honor.

Jack discovers, through all this new interaction, that a lot of the spirits have become more reclusive due to long centuries of almost entirely solitary duties; many didn't reach out during his 300 years alone simply because they didn't know how or didn't feel it was their place or just didn't know he existed, and there are actually a lot of very decent spirits out there who are perfectly welcoming that he just never found.

Basically, Jack learning things and reaching out to people that help him work through all the trauma of the 300 years

I've never liked characterizations that make him out to be super bitter about other spirits leaving him all alone. He's so eager for connection, and while yeah, there'd probably be lingering uncertainty about other spirits, I don't believe he'd actively lash out at him. Even when he's freaked out by the Guardians abducting him, he's more irritable and mocking than actually angry and loud.

Just- Jack developing a network of friends beyond the Guardians from the population of spirits that never heard of him and are actually eager to know him.

Anyway

Jack likes strong flavors. Spice, sweetness, savory, doesn't matter. Not to say he dislikes mild flavors, but he can handle the powerful stuff too.

Jack is actually a Ravenclaw who comes off as a Gryffindor because of ADHD (sorry Slytherin Jack fans, but he was completely happy the way he was, and if the Guardians hadn't literally dragged him along, he would have never had the ambition to join them). His fighting style depends entirely upon flexibility and agility, and it seems it's been that way a long time, given that Jack didn't know after 300 years how much sheer power he could unleash. That's a strong indicator that he's always chosen to fight in ways that demanded strategy over force. He's curious, has a solid sense of humor, and gets bored easily, all possible indicators of intelligence.

I don't think Jack actually dislikes Manny. He remembers MiM's light chasing the darkness away when he appeared from the pond with appreciation and admiration. I think he was just lonely and frustrated.

Jack has steady hands and good coordination and, in turn, handles most things very gently. (Including whoever you ship him with ehehe)

Jack likes theater fine but doesn't much care for opera, in particular.

Jack has a great sense of rhythm but dances like a dork on purpose.

#rise of the guardians #rotg jack frost #jack frost #rotg #headcanon #rotg sandy #rotg north #rotg tooth #rotg bunnymund

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wonillaa · 1 year

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「 experiencing the season while dating jake 」

niki version . jungwon version . sunghoon version

note; happy jake day!!! i love him so much i wish there was a way to show him directly :( the sweetest and most loving guy ever, i hope you all are enjoying your day too <3 happy to bring this series back LOL

spring

— with the windows down he would drive you both through backroads, your favorite shared playlist playing loudly in the back. you’re both singing and can’t hold back your smiles. “yn!! i really really love you!!!” he’d yell as loud as he could, you almost couldn’t hear over the music but you’d still make quick eye contact and feel how sincere he is.

summer

— beach dates allll the time. day or night it’s his favorite place to spend time with you. he’d always tell you how pretty you look under the sun, the light hitting your skin and eyes in such a stunning way. he’d fall even more in love when you’re in the moonlight. “i’m so lucky. i have the most jaw dropping toe curling beautiful partner in the world” he’d confess many times while nonstop kissing everywhere he can reach.

fall

— all the cliche s/o fall activities he will not let you skip any of them. you’ll make leaf piles and jump in them, go on hikes to see all the leaves change pretty colors, and have apple cider and donuts. he thinks it’s so cute when you wear flannels together or you wear his own. “ahhhh look at you my cutie”

winter

— you’re going sledding, having snowball fights, and warming each other up. he’ll giggle while throwing himself into you struggling to find warmth. he’d suggest ice fishing since it’s something he’s always wanted to try. when you finally give in and go with him he’s joking the whole time about how you’re like a penguin. “i’m scared of falling in jake this is actually terrifying” “stopp we won’t. but let go of me please if you fall in i’m not going down with you”

extras

— i’m not sure if he even celebrates easter but if that’s in the cards for you two during spring he’s def leaving eggs around the dorms for you to find lolol

— ive said before but i think physical affection is his favorite thing, he will tackle you out of love and if you’re at the beach you are not catching a break from his playing

— this isn’t meant to be smut but like 😭 he’d probably make no nut november jokes lmao he’s serious about it too?? it’s a challenge with the 02z 🫡

— christmas with him . he’d give you the most heartfelt gifts ever :( a heart locket necklace maybe, just something very special

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen reactions #enha fluff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen jake #enhypen imagines #enhypen niki #enhypen scenarios #enha headcanons #enha scenarios #enha jake #enhypen x reader #enhypen x y/n #jake x reader #jake sim #jake fluff #enhypen smau

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flightlessangelwings · 2 years

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La Estrella de mi Vida, Part 2/3

Javi Gutierrez x fem!reader (nicknamed Estrella, no use of y/n)

Word count: 5.6k

Warnings: smut (18+ ONLY!), handjob, unprotected sex, outdoor car sex, injury and blood (not super descript), reader has medical knowledge, hurt/comfort, feelings, fluff, lots of movie easter eggs in this one (please let me know if I missed anything)

Notes: This is my favorite part cause of all the fluff and feelings and sweetness! I see this part taking place about a year before the movie. And I promise the ending to this part is much happier than it was in part 1 lol! And I hope y’all enjoy the movie references I put in here too. Enjoy!

@flightlessangelwings-updates is my update blog to stay up to date on when I post!

Your father’s clinic has been busier than ever lately. Part of you was grateful for it; helping your father out was a good distraction from your heartbreak, but at the same time it was draining work. You mostly helped clean and sitch up injuries, the same thing your father specialized in, and you also did all the books for him and helped keep the clinic running behind the scenes.

Since there were few your father trusted, a lot fell on you.

Since the day Javi pushed you away years ago, you hadn’t been back to the compound. Yet, you thought about him often, especially when other cartel members would talk. Sometimes you saw one of Javi’s men, and the temptation was there to ask about him, but you kept your mouth shut.

A lot of the men you tended to sometimes hit on you while you helped them, but they usually backed off once they realized you were the doctor’s daughter. Mostly you ignored their advances, you were used to the looks anyway, but lately you would pick select men to see for one night to try and fill the void that Javi left. None of them ever lived up to Javi though, and you never called them again. Not that they expected any more than one night with you anyway.

“Mijia,” your father called from his office one afternoon.

You rushed in since his voice sounded urgent, “Something wrong?”

“I need you to go on a house call for me,” he hung up the phone and stood, “The Martinez brothers are keeping me busy here and the Gutierrez estate just called needing help.”

The name froze you in place, “Javi…” you whispered.

“It doesn’t sound too critical, there was a car accident and he can’t make it over here. I think you can handle that on your own,” your father tried to reassure you as he crossed the room and put his hand on your shoulder, “You got this, corazon.”

While you hadn’t told your father the details of your brief relationship with Javi, he was a smart man and he knew something was up when you came home the next morning with a solemn look on your face. Of everyone that he saw in the clinic, your father would have been happy to see you with Javi. He was a good judge of character, and he could tell that Javi was a good man with a good heart and would take care of you when he couldn’t. But, it didn’t seem in the cards for you, so your father just supported you as best he could, even in his older age now.

“I’m proud of you, you know that right?” Your father nudged you to try and coax a smile. He noticed the way your body tensed at the name, and though he knew you weren’t happy about it, you could go since he asked you to. Still, he truly meant those words to you. Although there were times he wished he could have given you a better, safer, more stable life, your father was still grateful to have you by his side.

“Thanks papa,” you flashed a brief smile and gave him a hug before you gathered your supplies and went on your way.

You gritted your teeth the entire drive to the Gutierrez compound as you mumbled incoherent curses to yourself. This was the last place you wanted to be, but duty called. You were good at what you did, though it wasn’t your calling. It was just what seemed like the next step in your life, following your father’s footsteps.

Your grip on the steering wheel tightened as the massive estate came into view, “Dammit, Javi,” you muttered to yourself as you forced yourself into a more neutral expression. How would you react when you saw him again for the first time in years? Part of you wanted to just slap him silly, but you also couldn’t help the nervous butterflies in your stomach at the prospect of seeing him again. The guard let you in and you quickly made your way into the grand room where they kept Javi.

But all your conflicting emotions vanished when you walked into the room and saw Javi lying on the couch in a bloody mess. Even from a distance, you saw a huge bruise on his cheek and his side was soaked in blood. He looked terrible, and yet when he saw you, his face lit up and he looked just as beautiful as the day you last saw him.

“Mi estrella…” his voice was so soft that you barely heard him, but you knew exactly what he said.

Suddenly, nothing from the past mattered anymore and all you cared about was getting him fixed up, “Shit Javi, what happened?” you asked as you rushed to his side and quickly dug out your tools.

Javi let out a labored laugh, “It was stupid,” he dropped his head in embarrassment, “I was driving through the cliffs and lost control.”

Somehow, his story was a relief to you: no gunfight, no break in, so cartel related battle, just a car accident. “Let me see,” you gently coaxed his hand from his side to inspect the wound underneath. It was a good sized gash, but it was superficial, so you quickly ruled out the possibility that something punctured an organ. There were several more cuts and bruises along his torso, with one more major one along his collarbone, and a bruise on his cheek and cut above his eyebrow. Overall, it was messy, but nowhere near as bad as it could have been.

“It looks worse than it is,” you sighed with relief, “This just may sting a bit while I clean and sew this up,” when your eyes met Javi’s again, the look on his face nearly took your breath away. But, you quickly regained your composure, “Do you have any drugs in your system right now?” you asked.

Javi only giggled as his head fell back onto the couch, “Ay, estrella…” he sounded like he wasn’t fully here, and it partly gave you the answer you needed. Still, you needed to know exactly what he took.

“Javi,” you made yourself sound as stern as you could.

He lifted his head and looked you in your eyes and you swore the world around you froze for a moment. After a pause, Javi exhaled and admitted quietly, “LSD.”

You rolled your eyes and sighed deeply, “You took LSD and then went driving in the cliffs?! How could you be so reckless?” Your voice trembled more than you wanted it to, but you bit the inside of your cheek to keep any tears at bay.

It must have been the worry in your eyes or the tone of your voice, but the grin on his face melted away into a more somber expression, “I am sorry, estrella,” he said sheepishly.

Not sure what to make of his demeanor, you just stared at Javi for several moments. It wasn’t until he hissed in pain that you remembered why you were here in the first place. You quickly grabbed some materials from your bag and got to work, “Ok, I’m going to use some numbing here so I can close this wound,” you told him as you used disinfectant on his skin and prepped the needle, “This will pinch a bit, but then you shouldn’t feel anything other than pressure.”

“I trust you,” Javi whispered your name as he stayed still and let you work.

You didn’t dare look him in the eye again, but you felt his intense gaze on you the entire time. The wound truly wasn’t as bad as it looked once you cleaned away all the blood, and no major blood vessels were damaged. While Javi remained silent and watched you during the whole process, you talked him through every step you made, just like you would any other patient. You still kept your eyes away from his face, but you hoped it brought him some comfort.

Once the big gash on his side was sealed, you turned your attention to the smaller marks and cuts. First, you inspected and bandaged the slash on his collarbone, and you tried your best to ignore the feeling of the soft skin of his chest or the steady beat of his heart under your fingers. Then you cleaned and disinfected the smaller cuts along his skin until only the bruise on his face remained.

That was when you had to look into Javi’s eyes again, and the look on his face nearly made your heart explode from your chest. He looked so sincere, and he looked like he wanted to say something to you, but held himself back.

The truth was he wasn’t to tell you how sorry he was for that morning, and how much he missed you. He wanted to explain everything to you, and tell you that he only ever wanted to protect you.

But now was not the time.

“Ok, that’s it,” your voice broke Javi out of his own head, “The numbing will wear off in a few hours. Make sure you take something for the pain because you’ll be sore. And no more acid until you’re healed… And don’t drive while you’re high for fuck’s sake please Javi.”

Your words brought a soft smile to his face. With everything he wished he could tell you, he wasn’t sure how to respond, so he decided to try and make you smile instead, “So you think I’ll live?”

Javi got his wish and you cracked a slight smile at his joke. Not like you hadn’t heard that joke a thousand times before, but this felt different coming from him, “It was touch and go for a bit,” you joined his banter, “But I think you’ll be ok.”

He grasped his chest dramatically, “Oh thank you, thank you! I owe you my life.” If you only knew how much he actually meant those words, even if he was joking with you at that moment.

You rolled your eyes playfully and stood up, “Just take it easy, Javi. I’ll come back in a couple days to check on you.”

“I look forward to it, mi estrella.”

The tone in Javi’s voice awoke something within you, and you swallowed hard to contain the sudden rush of emotions and ran through you. With a nod, you turned and left. And for the second time in his life, Javi watched you walk away though everything in him screamed to tell you to stay.

Like clockwork, you came back three days later to change the bandages and check on Javi. He looked drastically improved from the day you saw him covered in blood, and that you were grateful for. The truth was you hardly slept all those days, too worried for Javi to sleep. And Javi practically counted the hours until he saw you again. It was easier for him to push you away when he didn’t see you, but now that you were in front of him again, he felt weak against his own feelings for you.

“You did a good job,” Javi praised you as you put away your materials.

“Thanks,” you replied, “Years of patching up drug dealers and arms traders really prepared me for this one,” you added, trying to stay light-hearted. But the heaviness hung in the air despite your best efforts.

Javi stared at you as you lingered and fiddled with your fingers. Both of you seemed like you had so much to say to the other, yet neither of you were sure how to start that conversation. So, you just stayed awkwardly in Javi’s large house as the clock ticked the seconds.

“Well, if you’re better, I guess I should g…”

“Do you want to take a drive out to the cliff with me?” Javi cut you off before you had a chance to leave him again.

You gave him a stern expression, yet it held no malice. After a pause, you finally answered, “You clean today, Javi?”

He let out a deep breath of relief as a smile flashed across his face, “I swear.”

The cliffs were sincerely stunning. No wonder Javi liked to drive out here so much. It was beautiful and peaceful, with just the trees and bushes around for miles on one side and the coast on the other. It felt like you and Javi were the only two people in the world while you were out here, and all of your problems and troubles were far behind. Javi drove in a comfortable silence for some time until the sun started to drop in the sky.

He parked the truck along the cliff so you could settle in the back and watch the view. The way the sun glistened off the waters was breathtaking. The faint sounds of the waves crashing against the cliffs below only added to the serene atmosphere.

“It’s so beautiful,” you sighed as you gazed out along the water.

“It is,” Javi agreed, never taking his eyes off you.

The two of you were seated side by side in the back of his truck, your hands close enough to touch. Though you both felt the warmth of the other, neither of you dared to move and touch the other. Perhaps neither of you were sure what would happen if you gave in to that temptation. And you did not want to get yourself into a similar situation as the last time you were alone with Javi and gave into your feelings.

Both you and Javi opened your mouths and turned to the other at the same time. Your overlapping words drowned out the other as you both tried to talk at the same time. But, as you looked into Javi’s eyes, suddenly you felt a warmth and you couldn’t help but giggle, to which Javi quickly joined in.

“You go ahead,” he insisted as he sat back and waited for you to gather your thoughts once more.

“I just,” you let out a deep breath, “I can’t believe I’m here… With you.”

“I cannot believe it either,” he whispered.

You exhaled heavily, “It’s just… What happened, Javi? That morning?”

When you turned and met his eyes, Javi wasn’t prepared for the hurt he saw behind them. It felt like he got punched in the gut when you looked at him like that. “I…” he paused, “I couldn’t…”

Before he could finish, you felt a sudden rush of emotions and you couldn’t help but burst out, “Do you have any idea how used I felt? You fucking broke my heart, Javi!”

“I’m sorry, estrella. But I did what I had to do,” he tried to fight the tears, but his eyes watered anyway. It was the last thing in the world he wanted to do, yet he still hurt you anyway, and for that Javi could never forgive himself.

Tears of your own formed as you choked back a sob and raised your voice, “Have you even thought about me at all? Or was I just a distraction for you?”

“You were never just a distraction! I thought about you every single day!” Javi shouted back, “Not a day went by that I didn’t think of you. Your perfume stayed in my room for days… and every time I looked at the stars… I remembered how beautiful you looked in their light. Everywhere I looked I was reminded of you.”

“Then why did you push me away?” This time your voice was just a whisper, but Javi heard the pain behind your words.

That was it, Javi couldn’t keep the secret any longer. Between the emotions he felt and the way you looked at him, he knew you deserve the truth, “To protect you,” he paused when your eyes went wide, “When my cousin took over the cartel, he made me be the figurehead. And he told me it was the best way to protect you but… I knew you wouldn’t be safe if you were seen too much with me. And I could bear putting you in danger because of me.”

You were stunned into silence for several long moments as you processed what he told you before you spoke again in a soft tone, “Javi, you forget who my father is. I’ve been in danger since the day I was born. Let me make my own decisions on what I want to risk.”

Javi was stunned. “And you would take that risk… for me?”

You leaned forward and cupped Javi’s face, “I would,” you whispered before you took his lips with your own.

Javi moaned into your mouth as he grabbed onto your arms. His lips parted for you and the moment your tongue hit his, an explosion of emotions and memories flooded his veins. The taste of you may have left his tongue, but it never left his mind, or his heart.

But suddenly, Javi was brought back to the present when you moved yourself into his lap and straddled him. Your lips never left his as you shifted and settled yourself over him.

“W-wait…” Javi breathed. He couldn’t let you go, but the weight of his burden was heavy on his shoulders still. And though you made your own decision, Javi still worried for you.

“What’s wrong Javi?” you asked, sacred that you might lose him again because of your boldness.

Javi’s fingers tapped random patterns on the skin of your arms, “Are you sure we should be doing this, estrella?”

The fear in Javi’s eyes made sense now, and you let out a deep sigh as you studied every tiny expression in his face. It took a moment for you to answer his question with one of your own, “Are you going to break my heart again?”

The question made his face drop and his eyes misted. Javi stared back at you as he processed the emotions you held in your face. “I only tried to protect you… But I promise you,” he whispered your name, “I will never hurt you ever again.”

You exhaled deeply as a soft smile flashed across your face, “Well figure this out,” you leaned in and hovered your lips over his once more, “We’ll find a way. That’s my promise.”

Javi said your name in a soft prayer as he cupped your face. His thumb brushed your cheek as happy tears welled in the corners of his eyes, “You are…”

Before he could finish his thought, you crashed your lips into his as you grabbed the collar of his shirt. Javi let out a muffled moan as he tightened his grip on your face. He was immediately lost in your touch, but not so lost to miss the tears of your own that fell down your face and splashed his hands. A sudden desperation came over both of you as you both tugged at the other’s shirts hastily until you were both topless.

But before Javi could reach for you, you already fiddled with the zipper of his pants. When your eyes met his, he saw the fire that burned there, and he remembered the last time you looked at him like this. Instead of fighting you, Javi just rested his hands on you once more and let you take the lead. A smirk flashed on your face when you understood the wordless gesture.

His pants were silky soft under your fingers, and the zipper came undone easily. You were too eager, too filled with need to get his pants off entirely, so you focused on just freeing his cock. A low whimper escaped your lips when you set your eyes on him again after all those years, and Javi’s cock twitched in your hand at the sound you made.

“Estrella…” Javi whispered as his hands roamed all over your skin wherever he could reach.

“Javi,” you echoed as you wrapped your hand around his length and slowly pumped him.

His eyes fluttered shut as he rocked his head back the moment you touched him. To have you again after all these years was surreal to Javi, yet he didn’t want to wake up if this was a dream. He thought of you every night, every time he jerked himself off he pictured you. Every night when he went to bed he remembered what it was like to have you there with him. Truly not a day went by that you didn’t cross his mind at least once.

But the reality was even better.

Javi moaned as you stroked him harder. Your hand was so soft and warm, and you squeezed him just in the right spots. As you sped up, Javi groaned louder and tightened his grip on your shoulders. He saw stars every time you reached the tip and rubbed your thumb across the sensitive skin there. And when you hit the base and gently tickled his balls, Javi inhaled sharpy and his eyes flew open.

He wanted you to keep going. He never wanted you to stop pleasuring him with your expert touch. He never wanted you to let him go. He wanted to surrender to you forever. But, Javi also wanted- needed- to be inside you again.

“Wait,” Javi panted.

Immediately, you stopped and rested your hand on his chest, “What’s wrong?” you asked in concern.

“Need you… Estrella…”

Even though the broken thoughts and heavy breaths, you knew exactly what Javi wanted… What he needed. And you wanted him inside you just as badly as he did. It had been far too long since the last time you saw him… had him. As much as you tried not to, you thought about Javi all the time. The way he made you feel was unlike anyone else before, and you were sure you wouldn’t feel like that towards anyone else but him. Javi was special, and he was the only person in the world who held your heart.

“Oh Javi,” you let go of his cock and dug your palms into his chest as you lunged forward and kissed him desperately.

Moans and groans from both of you reverberated between your bodies as you rocked your hips against his. You squeezed and massaged Javi’s chest while his hands dropped down to your ass and gripped it firmly. He smirked as he swallowed the moan you let out before he hastily worked on removing the rest of your clothing.

The kiss deepened as Javi stripped you without breaking away for even a second. He missed the taste of you, and he wanted to spend as long as he could tangled with you. And you didn’t want to break away either.

In what felt like a flash, you found yourself in Javi’s lap in nothing but your bra and panties. The rest of your skin was exposed to the world, and the crisp fresh air made your skin break out in soft goosebumps. But, the heat from Javi’s touch perfectly balanced the cool air from the sea, and everything just felt right. It felt like you were meant to be here, in this moment, with him.

And the sight of you in just your lingerie only made the beautiful scenery around you all the more radiant. The setting sun made you glow, and the way the light reflected in your eyes made you look like a goddess.

“Javi… Please…”

It was your turn to plead desperately as the two of you lost yourselves in the other’s eyes.

“I’ve got you, Estrella,” Javi guided your hips over his cock with a tender touch.

You let out a sigh as you pushed your panties to the side and lined yourself up with the tip of his length. Your mouth dropped open in a silent scream as you felt the thick yet familiar stretch of Javi’s cock against your pussy. Javi let out a whine as he watched you slowly sink onto him and he disappeared inside you.

As your warmth immediately engulfed him, Javi let out a whispered, “Fuuuck,” and gripped you even tighter.

“Shit,” you murmured as you fully sat yourself on his lap and felt his length fill you up completely, “Fuck Javi I’ve missed this.”

Javi let out a labored chuckle, “Estrella I have missed you every fucking day.”

Fresh tears formed in your eyes before you could stop them as you looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity there. Everything about this moment was perfect, and the only negative either of you could think of was that it took so long to get here.

Not trusting your voice, you leaned forward and rested your forehead against his as you slowly lifted yourself up and then back down. Javi wrapped his arms around you and held you as you rode him in a slow and steady rhythm, both of you moaning and breathing heavily in the other’s air.

As the need grew, you moved faster. Your moans got louder as you impaled yourself on Javi’s cock over and over again. Javi grunted as your heat enveloped him over and over again. You were so wet and warm and comforting, and Javi was sure this time he wouldn’t let you go.

Javi grunted as he ran his hands up your sides and cupped your breasts through your bra. His action made you moan loudly and you threw your head back. Your sounds echoed through the cliffs but you didn’t care. All you cared about was Javis’s hands on you and Javi’s cock inside you.

“Ay, Estrella,” Javi groaned before he leaned forward and bit down on your exposed neck, “You drive me crazy,” he licked and sucked wherever he could reach.

“Oh fuck… Javi…” you couldn’t form any further thought than his name.

“Your beauty compares to nothing,” he murmured against your skin, “I am the biggest fucking idiot for letting you go before,” Javi moved his hands to your back and nudged you forward so that your gazes met again, “I will not make that mistake again.”

“Javi,” you were breathless as you stilled yourself for a moment.

He smirked, “Now let’s make up for lost time.”

This time Javi took the lead as he positioned himself below you. He bucked his hips up as he thrust into you from below, which made you scream in pleasure.

“Fuck!”

He held you close as you placed your forehead on his again. Javi’s sudden enthusiasm caught you off guard and all you could do was hold on to him while he pounded into you from below.

It didn’t take long for a familiar warmth and tingle to spread from your core. And as your moans got louder and louder, Javi could tell you were close. And his own grunts and moans mirrored yours as he was close too.

“You going to cum, Estrella?” Javi strained his words as he didn’t let up his pace.

“Yes,” you whispered, “I’m so close, Javi.”

He groaned as you cleaned around him, “Me too,” he kept one hand around you while the other snuck between your bodies and played with your clit, “Cum with me, hermosa.”

The scream you let out went right to Javi’s cock and he couldn’t help but thrust harder and faster. He moaned your name as he felt his climax quickly approach, and the way you dug your nails into his shoulders told him you weren’t far behind. With just a few more thrusts, both of you came at the same time; moans and curses and whimpers flowed between you as you both rode out your orgasms together.

You trembled against him, and you felt his body do the same. Sweat lined both your bodies as the heat spread between you. It was hot and heavy and desperate and the way you rocked against each other spoke everything that words couldn’t.

When neither of you had anything more to give, you both collapsed down onto the flatbed of the truck in a sweaty panting mess. Heavy breaths were the only sound for several minutes as you laid on top of Javi, his cock still buried deep inside you. But it was a comfort for both of you; neither of you were ready to lose that connection just yet.

But as the sun set, a chill ran up your spine and you knew you had to move.

“Hang on Estrella,” Javi slowly pushed himself up, “I’ve got you.”

You whimpered as you felt him pull out of you, but Javi never broke away from you completely. Even while he settled himself and reached for a blanket, he always kept at least one hand on you. Too tired to move too much, you let him care for you as he pulled you against his chest and wrapped his arms and the blanket around you.

For some time, you both just laid together like that in the truck as the sun set. Javi gently caressed you as you laid on his chest and listened to the sound of his heartbeat. It wasn’t what you expected would happen, but you wouldn’t complain at all. It was perfect anyway, and it was all because of Javi. No words were needed for a long while as you laid comfortably together.

“Do you think you’ll take over when your father retires?” Javi broke the silence with something that had been on his mind for some time.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged, “He never said anything either way to me, but it’s not like I can just leave completely. You and I both know that this isn’t a world you simply walk away from.”

“I know…” Javi paused as he just held you tight, “What would you do if you had the choice?”

“I’m not sure, I never really was given an option so I never thought about it,” you shifted so that you looked into Javi’s eyes, “What about you? What would you do if you could?”

“I’ve… I’ve always wanted to write a screenplay,” he admitted shyly.

A smile lit up your face, “You should.”

“You really think so?”

“I do,” you placed a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, “That eulogy you wrote for your father was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. I think you would be amazing.”

Javi only exhaled with a bewildered smile on his face before he guided you back down to rest on his chest. A comfortable silence fell between you again, and you just stayed in Javi’s arms for some time as you both watched the sun set completely.

“Who is your favorite actor?” Javi changed the subject into something lighter. Perhaps he just wanted to feel like he was on a real date with you, no pressures of the underground world, no dangers, no worries. Just you and him.

“Hmmm,” you thought for a moment, “Oscar Isaac.”

Javi scoffed playfully, “Of course he is,” he teased as he gave your shoulders a squeeze.

“Don’t be jealous,” you retorted right back as you poked his stomach, “What about you? Who is your favorite actor?”

He didn’t answer right away, and just fell silent as he scrunched his eyebrows deep in thought. After some time, he broke the silence with a question you didn’t expect, “Estrella, can I show you something I have never shown anyone before?”

You lifted your head and looked at him with a puzzled expression, “Please don’t tell me you have a large drug stash… Or a pile of bodies or something.” You were only half joking since you had no idea what he was up to the past few years. And you wondered what his question had to do with his favorite actor, “You don’t have your favorite actor chained in your basement do you?”

“No, no,” Javi chucked, “Nothing like that,” he paused, “Come, let me just show you.”

“Ok…” you trusted Javi, but you still had no idea what to expect as you both got dressed and hopped into the front of the truck.

But whatever you were expecting definitely wasn’t this.

“Oh… Wow…” you were at a loss for words.

Javi seemed nervous beside you, “You don’t think it’s ridiculous?”

On the far end of Javi’s compound was a sealed room with a mirrored door and inside was the largest collection of Nicolas Cage merchandise you had ever seen in your life. Everything from movie posters to signed photos to movie props lined the walls. You knew he was a big fan of the actor, but you had no idea Javi was emmassing a collection like this.

But, you had no judgment whatsoever, “Not at all,” you turned around and faced him and kissed him softly, “You truly have it all, it’s impressive really.”

Javi rested his arm on your waist and pulled you close with a laugh, “I don’t have it all, estrella, not yet.”

The cheesy line made you burst into laughter as you placed your hand on his chest, “Javi…”

He joined your laughter and the two of you just stayed like that, enjoying the other’s company as you descended into a fit of giggles. Javi took the opportunity to kiss your cheek as he pulled you in closer.

A week later, a package arrived at Javi’s compound with a note on it. When he opened the letter, it was your handwriting:

“For the man who has everything.”

Inside the box was a sequin pillow. It was red and shiny at first, but as Javi ran his hand across it, a face appeared. He couldn’t help the bright grin on his face as his curls fell into his eyes as the face of his favorite actor was revealed. A joyful tear rolled down his cheek as he held the pillow close and whispered…

“Te quiero, mi estrella.”

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