#so i can answer asks & stuff in the future hehe

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning~ <3

#wrote a little thing for blade last night and now I'm plagued by thoughts of him #and other things i could write for him <3 #so it's been a good morning honestly :3 #i wanna plan more of the backstory for his s/i - at least the relationship backstory #like i don't wanna commit too much until we know more about the stellaron hunters but like basics would be okay :3 #so i can answer asks & stuff in the future hehe #<333 #morning rambles #crow don't look

[togrowoldinv]

Bright

Firefighter!Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

When Natasha takes you on a date, she asks you to take the next step with her

Warnings: 18+ please! Smut! Kissing, cursing, oral (R and N receiving), Natasha being feral for reader

Note: Hehe firefighter Nat. Enjoy!

Burning Red AU, Main Masterlist

Natasha arrives at your front door right on time. She straightens up her leather jacket and knocks twice, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

Your roommate, Wanda, opens the door with a grin.

“Come on in,” Wanda says.

“Nice to see you again, Wanda,” Natasha says.

“You too, Nat. Y/n will be right out.”

Nat glances around at the room and notices way too many fire hazards.

“Do you think you could unplug a few of those devices?” Natasha asks Wanda. Wanda chuckles and gives Nat a look. She understands it’s your stuff. “Oh, I’ll tell her then.”

You emerge from your room at that moment. Natasha looks you over and smiles.

“What will you tell me?” You ask as you approach her. You drop a kiss to her cheek in greeting. She hands you the flowers she brought you.

“Fire hazards,” Wanda answers for her. She shrugs and walks to the kitchen, leaving you with Natasha.

“You look amazing,” Natasha says.

“You do too, babe. I love this jacket,” you tell her, grabbing the lapels of the leather to pull her closer.

“Mhm, I figured you would,” Nat says. “It will likely end up on your bedroom floor later.”

Natasha places her lips so close to yours that you can feel her breathing, but she doesn’t kiss you. She brushes her nose against yours and smirks.

“Are you ready to go?” She asks.

“I am,” you tell her. “Did you make reservations?”

“I did,” Nat says. She glances at her watch. “And we have to drive a little fast to keep them.”

“Safety expert Natasha Romanoff wants to drive fast?” You tease her.

“Hey, I am a fire safety expert not a road safety one,” she replies. “Let’s go, babe.”

You two walk to Natasha’s car. She opens the door for you and helps you inside. The drive to the restaurant goes quickly, partially due to Natasha’s driving.

Natasha smirks at you as she orders a bottle of wine for you two. She seems like she is up to something tonight, but you can’t figure out what.

“How has work been?” You ask her.

“Not bad. I haven’t had to pull doubles lately, so I am satisfied,” she answers. She leans over the table to be a bit closer to you. Her eyelashes flutter at you. “I would still quit to spend more time with you though.”

“Could the department survive without their best hero?” You ask her.

“You have a point.” She chuckles.

Your conversations remain light as you eat dinner. Dessert is on the way when Natasha suddenly seems nervous.

“Are you okay, Natasha?” You ask her.

“Oh yeah, I’m okay,” she replies nonconvincingly.

She reaches into her pocket and places a small silver key on the table between you. You look at it and back up to her. You can tell she’s trying to gauge your reaction.

“So, I’ve been thinking, and we’ve been together for a while now. I- um- I was hoping we’re ready to take it to the next level. My place is plenty big enough for the two of us and the future we have,” Natasha explains. “Would you want to move in with me?”

“Yes,” you say without hesitation. “I would love to.”

“Really?” She asks with a grin on her face.

“Really, Natasha,” you tell her. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” Natasha says.

She leans over the table and kisses you softly. She wants more, but you’re in a restaurant after all. You two finish up dinner and walk to Natasha’s car. She drives to her place.

“Welcome home,” she says as she opens the front door. The place looks the cleanest you’ve seen it. “I already have plenty of ideas of how we can make it ours. For now, why don’t we take this to the bedroom?”

Natasha practically pulls your hand to lead you to the bedroom. You can tell she’s in one of those moods. She kisses you as she backs your knees into the bed. She pushes you down less than softly onto the bed.

Natasha’s hands find your shirt hem, but you don’t let her lift it up. She groans in annoyance as she continues to kiss you. Nat’s plump lips move to your neck. She licks and sucks against you, leaving marks where she can.

“Natasha,” you moan out as she presses her knee between your leg. The pressure you feel is already causing her movements to make you need her.

“I want to fuck you,” Natasha says. “I want to fuck you so hard.”

“Yeah?” You ask her.

“Yeah, baby,” she breathes out against your neck. Her hand holds pressure against your neck just enough to make you feel hotter. “Can I fuck you?”

“You can,” you tell her. So much for thinking you might want to tease her tonight. “Please, Natasha.”

“Good girl,” Nat says.

She finally gets ahold of your shirt and lifts it over your head. Her lips attach to your nipples quickly. She never gets tired of sucking them. Her hand works to unbutton your pants. She slides them down your legs with her strong hands.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” Natasha says. She kisses between your breasts as her hands find your core.

Natasha grinds her own core against your leg as she rubs her fingers over your pussy. She gathers wetness from between them and brings them up to her lips. It’s absolutely sinful as Natasha licks her fingers while maintaining eye contact with you.

You see the hungriness in her eyes as she moves down your body. Your head falls back in pleasure as she dives into your core. Her tongue works expertly to devour you.

“Fuck, fuck,” you moan out as you feel yourself getting close. Nat reaches up and massages your breast as she continues to eat you out. “Natasha!”

She hums against you as you fall apart under her touch. Licking you clean, Natasha can’t get enough of the taste of you.

“Come here,” you say as she emerges from your legs. She kisses you deeply. You help her take her clothes off. The muscles of her body never cease to amaze you. Natasha pulls away from you and you miss her already.

She leans over the bed and grabs a strap from her dresser. The thick fake cock looks amazing attached to her. When she is about to put lube on it, you take the opportunity to lean forward and take it into your mouth.

Natasha groans at the sight of you taking the thick strap into your mouth. She loves this. Pushing her hips further into you, you choke but keep sucking on her.

“That’s it, baby,” Natasha says. “Let me fuck you until you can’t stand tomorrow.”

You release her strap and she repositions herself to slide into you. You are more than wet enough for her to slip inside of you easily. That final push presses the tip exactly where you need it. Natasha picks up the pace of her hips.

“Fuck, you look so pretty taking me like this,” Natasha says. “Will you come for me, sweetheart? So quickly. I barely even have to try.”

Her slightly degrading tone is enough to put you over the edge. You come again for her. She doesn’t stop her movements until you’re practically pushing her away.

Natasha lays next to you and catches her breath while you catch your own. She interlocks her fingers with yours by your side.

“I’m really glad you asked me to move in with you,” you say. Nat turns her head to look at you.

“Me too, sweetheart. It will be really fun to do this together,” Natasha says. “I love you.”

“I love you most,” you say, skipping the more versus most fight.

“Show me?” She asks.

“Always,” you reply.

You kiss down her body and situate yourself between her legs much like she did yours. This moving in together thing is a great idea. You can do this anytime you want.

The future with Natasha is looking bright.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #firefighter!nat #burning red au #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff comfort #natasha romanoff smut #beefy!nat

[ahgasegotarmy116]

He Doesn't Deserve You | A Jeon Jungkook Series | Chapter One

Summary: Life didn't turn out the way you wanted. You got the guy, and the job but everything else you had ever wanted has been crumbling around you. Pairing: f!reader x Jeon Jungkook Word Count: 2.1k~ Warnings: yändere, manipulation, domestic violence, self harm, cheating, explicit language, hints at smut, angst, idk what else lol a/n: Ahh thank you so much for all of the love so far on the intro and even all the notes on the masterlist hehe. I'm really loving the direction this story is going in so I hope you guys will too! And thanks again to @kkusadmirer for the request!

Opening my laptop I pull up the most recent edit I had done on the next chapter I was working on. 

I'm a writer, not an incredibly famous one but a writer nonetheless. I make enough to get by and I'm able to work from home so that's all I ever really wanted. Just a silly girl, writing her silly stories, living her silly life. 

But unfortunately things don't always turn out the way you want them to. 

I thought I had it all, perfect grades and a perfect boyfriend with a loving family and a bright bright future. Now looking back at it all and seeing all of the stuff in the background that I somehow missed just makes me feel foolish.

How could I not notice Taehyung wondering eye? Why did I not listen to what my friends used to say about him? Why did I leave all of my friends behind for him? 

Being so wrapped up and so in love with him I didn't even notice the fact that my family was falling apart. My mom cheated on my dad and I never knew until they told me they were getting a divorce.

While my brother was struggling in high school while being around all of their screaming and fighting and finally got committed to a mental institution when he had a psychotic break.

I never knew anything about that. It's not like I didn't care, but I just never really reached out or gave them enough time to reach out to me. 

I was always like 'Oh Tae just got home I have to go' or 'Tae is expecting me so I need to get going'. My world has revolved around him for so long that my family and friends feel like strangers. 

How could I have been so stupid and neglected them, all for one guy?

The one that I wanted to build a future with and promised to do the same with me. Now here I am, 24 with student loans up to my neck and a sorry excuse for a marriage with a husband that is never home. 

I don't know what I managed to do in my past life that ended up royally fucking me up in this one but I'm sorry. Why couldn't I have done better so I would be saved from having my spirit broken and my heart ripped to shreds. 

The only positive thing is that this has given me is the inspiration to come up with an even more fucked up series of books that has been my only source of income for the past few years. 

Years, wow. 

Thinking about how much time has passed and how things went to shit so quickly helped me continue down this downward spiral and I don't know how to make it stop. Although the sound of keys jingling outside the front door is my rude awakening, my brain knowing I need to be conscious of what may happen next.

 I quickly wipe off the tears that I didn't even realized had started to fall and clear my throat. Moments later I'm met with the sight of Taehyung walking in wearing the same shirt I had seen him in yesterday but sports a brand new hickey near the collar, just barely noticeable but he makes no effort to hide it. 

"Y/n" I hear him call out, breaking me out of my train of thought. "Yes?" I question, hating that I've been caught off guard even though I was staring right at him. "I asked if we have anything to eat" he says, making his way over to the refrigerator, now going to see if he can answer his own question before I'm even given another second to speak up. 

"Um yeah I think there's some left over pizza from last night" I say and get up to walk towards him. "So how was work yesterday?" I ask tentatively, still not sure what kind of mood he's in. "Exhausting but it is what it is I guess" he says while stuffing his face full of a cold slice of pepperoni pizza. 

I turn to walk away while nodding my head, not bothering to ask anything else since it seems from his vague answers that he's not in the mood to talk. 

"Hey" he says, gently grabbing my wrist with the hand that wasn't occupied with the pizza, leaving me frozen in place. I know better than to walk away from him. Even if he's not mad at the moment doesn't mean that he won't be in the next. 

"Where are you running off to?" he asks pulling me close by that same wrist. Still doing so carefully but pressing on the bruises that he had left there from the last fight we had. 

He sees my slight look of discomfort and how my vision is trained on the wrist he's still holding and rolls up my sleeve, taking a quick look and seeing the evidence of his past transgressions.

"It left a mark huh?" he says examining the spot further and then bringing it up to his face where he places a few featherlight kisses on it, making a flash of heat run through my system when he looks back up at me with those eyes.

Those bedroom eyes that never fail to put me in a trance. He lifts his hand up towards my face and I flinch not knowing what to expect and see him stopping for a second, surprised by my reaction.

"Don't be afraid baby, it's just me" he says and keeps going, hooking his finger on the collar of my turtleneck to pull it to the side, no doubt searching for other marks. 

"There's marks here too. I guess it's a good thing you stay home. Don't want to have to make up excuses for those now would you?" he says tapping under my chin twice, a slight lilt in his tone, enjoying my clear discomfort in showing them to someone, even if it's the person that's caused them.

"What did you do today baby?" he asks, letting go of me and going back to grab a few other things out of the fridge to complete his meal. "Oh you know, just some writing" I say, trailing off and giving him the same answer that I've given him time and time again. 

"You almost done with it?" he questions, only really asking so he knows when my next big payday will be. 

I shake my head "No, not yet. I think I'm only about halfway though" I say, giving simple answers to his simple questions. "Well you better get it out soon. I bet your readers are dying to know what happens next" he says giving me a quick wink before taking everything he has in his hands and carrying it over to the couch. 

"Do you think you could grab me a beer?" he asks, but I know it's more of a courtesy than anything phrasing it like I actually had an option. I respond with a quiet yeah and bring it over to him, placing it on the coffee table. 

"Thanks babe" he says and grabs a ahold of my hand and angles his head up, clearly asking for a kiss to which I oblige. Again something I don't really have an option in doing. "I missed you" he says and rubs his nose against mine cutely, or at least it used to be cute. Now it just makes me sad thinking of all of those times when we were happy.

"Are you gonna watch the game with me?" this time giving me something that I actually have a choice in. "I think I've got some more writing I'd like to do" I say and he nods his head not even bothering to look at me or give me a verbal sign of acknowledgment before turning on said game and slumping back into the couch to watch. 

I walk over to my desk that happens to unfortunately be in the living room so I'm forced to grab my headphones to drown out the sound so I can hopefully get another chapter or two in before I call it a night. 

~~~~~~

"Baby" I hear him call for me through my headphones after some time, that's something that I've had to fine tune. Making sure I can hear him when he talks to me no matter what so it's one less thing I have to worry about him getting upset about. 

I pull out my headphones and turn my attention towards him, half expecting him to ask me to get him a beer. "Yes?" I reply, waiting to see what he needs. "Come here" he says holding his hand out to me and spreading his legs, showing me where he wants me. 

I get up and walk towards him, straddling him once I get close enough and putting my arms around his neck. "Hi" he says in a deep voice sending a shockwave through my nervous system. "Hi" I respond quietly, intimidated at the thought of what he might do next. "How was the game?" I ask tentatively, hoping for my own sake that there was a favorable result. 

"We won" he says, mindlessly tracing his hands up and down my curves. "How's your book?" he asks leaning into my neck, placing kisses over the bruises he had noticed from before. "

It's going" I whisper, starting to feel breathless from his warm breath fanning the sensitive parts of my skin. "Ready for a break?" he asks, question laced with a mischievous tone. I hum in acknowledgment, tilting my head to the side so he can have his fun.

~~~~~~

"I'm gonna head out but I'll be back later" Taehyung says while getting dressed with me still laying there with only a sheet to cover my body. "You're leaving?" I question, knowing he just said that but hoping he'll give me some sort of explanation.

"The guys wanted to meet up for a couple of drinks to talk about the game. Get some rest okay? I'll be back in a few hours" he says planting a soft kiss on my lips and one on my forehead. 

I nod as he pulls the comforter over me as well, starting to already to drift off to sleep. "Stay safe" I mumble and flip over to the other side to try and get more comfortable.

He looks down at me for a second and chuckles at my fucked out and sleepy state before walking out of our bedroom and soon I'm left with the sound of him closing and locking the door behind him. 

Although this night was bittersweet I'm thankful that it ended up like this. He's not a selfish lover when it comes to sex so I'm always left sleepy and satisfied except for the times that he's more rough, rough is putting it lightly so I guess I should say when he's more violent. 

I hate thinking about those nights and I refuse to let those dark thoughts cloud this physical euphoric feeling I have but I can't help but worry about what he might actually be going out to do.

 Would having a drink with the guys really make him want to leave his naked and freshly fucked wife alone in his bed? I just don't get it. If he's already been with me tonight could there be a possibility that he would wake up in another woman's bed and leave me waking up alone again tomorrow?

There's no use worrying about it though. It's not like it hasn't happened before, but why do I always let it get to me? Yes he's my husband but our marriage isn't like other ones in anyway shape or form. I'm here when he wants or needs me and that's it. I'm not allowed to want or need him because I'm just left disappointed every single time.

He doesn't love me, he just loves what I can give him and I need to come to terms with that. But it's nights like these where he's gentle and whispers sweet nothings in my ear that make me second guess things. 

Maybe he's changed? Maybe he's realized what actually matters? And maybe I'm just getting my hopes up. I can't keep lying to myself but I don't know what else to do. I feel alone most days but these little glimmers of hope are what keep me holding on and unfortunately that's all I have left. 

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[queer-overwatch]

Hi!! Could I request maybe a Venture x Reader (Any pronouns will do) on like a museum date? I want Venture to yap.Please and Thank you. ( Also bless the both of you I needed more Venture content I was tweaking without them)

Venture at a Museum!

Aaa ty sm for the request!!! I love that idea so much- they are such a yapper I love them <3 also your welcome hehe, had to take thing into our own hands >:3 (also bc u didn't request a specific format (like hcs or oneshot) i just did a short lil oneshot, hope thats okay!) -Frisk

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"Look, look- they have a whole section on rocks! Kinda basic selection but it's still rocks!"

You never thought you'd be able to learn so much about rocks in one day, but it seemed like Venture had made it their personal mission to force as much information into your brain as possible. You didn't mind, really! It was always nice listening to them rant about all the cool stuff they found while walking around the museum you'd planned to bring them to, but it was a lot to take in at once.

"Augh, I love sedimentary rocks- they're my favorite! 'cuz sometimes they have like, little fossils in them and I'm like, "Woah! A cool thing in another cool thing!" and it's awesome! One time I found a trilobite fossil in a rock, it was so cool! I wonder if they have any here- that'd be so amazing! I wonder what they taste like-"

After spilling every single fact they could think of about the rocks on display, Venture drags you to a section of the museum dedicated to Egyptian history, though they mostly just seemed interested in the architecture of the pyramids. You really did try to listen, but you mostly just caught the gist of their long, long, long explanations- something about a Mastaba being like a sort of prototype to pyramids? You were just happy to see them so excited, even if you didn't quite understand what they were so hyped about.

"Oh, if only that British lady could go back to ancient Egypt and get the architects of their time to answer my questions! I'd give anything to be able to do that!" Sensing the slight disappointment creeping up on them, you decide to try and bring Venture elsewhere, not wanting them to spend any energy on being upset by what they can't do.

"Why don't we go look at the dinosaur fossils? I'm sure there's some mistakes in the descriptions that you can correct!" You take their hand, gently pulling them away from the long essay-like description of images of the pyramids that they were reading. Incising them with promises of being able to show off their intensive knowledge of dinosaur fossils, or fossils in general.

Venture perked up almost immediately, following behind you as they ready themselves to go on and on about their favorite dinosaur ever, the Deinocheirus! You tried to ask why it was their favorite ones, and all they said was something about it being "them fr fr" and having rocks in its stomach. You weren't too keen on questioning that one.

They take a large step so they're walking next to you, swinging your arms as you walk, "It's always been one of my biggest goals to find a dinosaur fossil! I really hope I do one day, if I did I could die happy!"

"Please don't die- I would be so sad if you died." You squeeze their hand, voice light as you joke with them.

"Aw but I wanna! I wanna be a fossil for future people like me to discover! When I do die I wanna be buried with a bunch of cool stuff! Maybe mess around with my bones a little, just to throw 'em off!" As you finally reach the fossil exhibits, they abandon you to run off and check over every. single. fossil. which while endearing, gave you a lot of running to do in an attempt to catch up.

"Finally! For once a museum that gets everything right! Well, everything as far as we know-" They stand next to one of the larger fossils, not anything you recognized as you take your place next to them, catching your breath.

"Wow, how impressive-" you wheeze, standing up straight and stretching out your legs as you link arms with Venture, trying to stop them from running off on you again.

They laugh, grabbing you by the shoulder and dragging you in the tightest hug you've ever received.

"Thank you, so, so, so much for planning this. And for listening to me talk about rocks so much, and for caring about me- and a million other things! I can't even remember everything you've done for me, but I know its a lot!" They let you go, still holding you by the shoulders, the biggest smile you've ever seen on a person splayed across their face.

"Of course-! I love spending time with you, you're well aware of that, silly." You laugh, grabbing their wrists and taking their hands off your shoulders, holding their hands as you admire the glow of excitement on their face.

"Welllll since you clearly don't mind, can we go to this other museum I found online next week?! I heard they have an area where you get to watch an hour long video on the story of Julius Caesar!"

#venture #overwatch venture #venture x reader #venture overwatch #overwatch x reader #sloane cameron #if i made any mistakes anywhere please tell me- #im a lil stupid #Xornk

[pichongames]

It's time for a new DEV UPDATE! [February 2024]

Let's talk about the upcoming Nintendo Switch port, localization, plushies, and new content coming soon?

It's time for a new development update, we've been working on a lot of stuff behind the scenes so let's talk about some of it, shall we?

The Bunny Graveyard is coming to Nintendo Switch!

If you didn't know already, The Bunny Graveyard is on its way to Nintendo Switch. But this port will not just be any normal port, the game will receive some enhancements and changes both visually and gameplay-wise. Including motion-controls, HD vibration and more!

But do not worry PC users, even though some gameplay features will be exclusive to Switch, any content updates, improvements and future chapters will be released at the same time on all platforms.

More languages!

The Bunny Graveyard: Chapter 1 is currently being translated to more languages, some of these are:

Brazilian Portuguese

French

Russian

Japanese

Simplified Chinese

Korean

...and more!

Boxers Plushie!

You probably heard of this already, but yes! Boxers got himself his very own plushie, which is still available at the time of this writing, however, this is a limited edition plushie so make sure to grab one before they're gone. As of right now, there's still 8 days left, so think about it! You guys absolutely CRUSHED that funding goal by the way, 450 sold so far!

We're definitely making another one... hehe.

This is also our first piece of merchandise and we're open to do more merch stuff in the future! But for now we'll only be choosing things that don't slow us down during development. So, if you got any requests for merch, let us know and we'll look into it!

NEW free content is coming this year...

We are working on a new secret project for the game, it will be released as a free content update at the same time as the Nintendo Switch release. It's a small thing that we wanted to make for a while now, but never got the chance to do due to time constraints. Think of it as the next "4-1-1992" for now.

We'll be releasing a separate trailer for this soon, so stay tuned!

So... how's Chapter 2?

Finally, let's have a quick talk about Chapter 2.

We are still not ready to fully reveal Chapter 2, buuuut we can tell you a little bit about it. It is the most ambitious project we have ever done, we expect it to be about the same length as Chapter 1, but despite the length, this chapter has proven to be quite a challenge to develop... but you know us, we love ourselves a challenge!

The story has been fully written, the gameplay has been finalized, but there's still quite a lot of programming to go, and don't get me started on all the music and animations left. Oh, did I also mention that this chapter will be releasing at the same time on Nintendo Switch and PC? And that it will also release in multiple languages? And that I'm still working on this game mostly by myself?

Yeah, things are not the same as they were back when I was making Chapter 1, The Bunny Graveyard is no longer just a silly lil' indie game, but that's exactly what makes it fun. I seriously can't wait to show you guys what we've been working on, this chapter is going to blow you away. Expect a trailer sometime this year.

You can add Chapter 2 to your Steam wishlist now!

Final Thoughts!

2024 is looking like an awesome year for this game, I'm hoping that this year we can get more people to know about this game. I'm extremely thankful for all of the support that we've been getting lately, it's crazy that I can now FINALLY focus on this game full-time, something that I've been trying to do for a long time now. I'm still processing the fact that this game is coming to the Switch, but it really is! Truly a dream come true. If you got any questions, ask in the comments and I'll try to answer as many as I can! And as always, thank you all!

#the bunny graveyard #pixel art #devlog #indie games #indiedev #game dev #bunny graveyard

[thedancefloorsilly]

Hi! I think this is your ask/request box so please correct me if I’m wrong lol.

If you don’t mind could you do Shalnark,Feitan,Phinks, and Illumi with a s/o who asks to paint his nails? Just like a head canon of if they’d allow it and what colour n stuff

Also I love your blog, I love how you pretty much stick to the canon. Have a good day/night :)

𐐪♡︎₊˚ trouble trio + illumi :: reader asks to paint their nails

hii!!! and yes youre totally fine this is the right place <3 imma just say rn that i LOVEE this req lol its so cute! and thank you so much omg <33 i like to try and stick to canon so i appreciate you noticing i hope u have a great day/ night as well MUAH

cw :: might have spelling mistakes its a lil long hehe

✧.* phinks

- you and phinks were absentmindedly watching the t.v., when a nail polish commercial came on and immediately struck you with a certain idea. you smiled to yourself, and called out your bf’’s name, "hey phinkkkksss," you sang out, which caught his attention. "yeah?" he answered.

- "can I paint your nails?"

- he makes a grimace when you first ask him this, and by the looks of his face... he's ready to tell you a hard no. it's going to take a bunch of 'pretty pleases' and other ways of convincing for him to give in. 

- but once he's thought about it, phinks will finally let you paint his nails.

- you tell him you're only gonna put clear polish on him, just so its not too ‘showy’. then again, phinks’ hands and nails are... a little roughed up so to say, which prompts you to think: why not just give him a whole manicure!

- once you start, phinks never realized he’d feel this relaxed by this process. he’s just sitting down watching you intently cut his nails, filing them down, shaping up his cuticles, while also thinking to himself, “is this why people love getting their nails down??”. 

- plus he just lovesss all this attentive care you’re giving him!

- right as you were about to paint his pointer finger with the clear polish, he immediately stops you. “i changed my mind,” he says abruptly , “go paint ‘em however you want,” phinks then smiles. and nooo he totallllly didn’t say that to make the process longer noooo.

- but you smile at his request, and follow along with a green polish. phinks notices this and smiles, appreciating how you chose his favorite color to paint his nails :)

- “finished already?” phinks asks once he sees you start to dry them off. “Nope!” you say, and then immediately take his hand to plant a kiss on them, “but now i am.”

- he chuckles, and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, while then eyeing the work you did. this whole manicure thing really wasn’t as bad as phinks thought. in the future, there might be a chance where phinks might suggest for you to do his nails again <3

✧.* feitan

- believe it or not, feitan actually enjoys watching you paint your nails. he finds the whole process of it so satisfying whenever you do.

- the precision of each individual stroke, along with the gratification he gets whenever you perfectly paint your nails is something he'll never get tired of (except when you mess up...)

- but one day after you were finished painting your nails and waiting for it to dry (of course he was there next to you), you brain lit up with a little idea.

- "how 'bout i paint your nails for a change fei?" you asked him, to which he just looked at you stoically.

- now feitan didn't give an immediate response right away... he just had this blank look to him, a look that would be almost impossible to decipher.

-"fine," feitan decides, which makes you happy and surprised to see. You search through the colors of your little bag filled with nail polishes, but immediately stop once feitan tersely says, "black" (no surprise tbh).

- so as you find the black sitting at the bottom of the bag, he puts his hands out toward you and you get the nail polish wand ready. the thing about feitan is that his hands aren't shaky or anything so its really easy to paint!

- as you precisely cover each nail, feitan literally finds everything SOO relaxing likeeee

- watching you do your nails is one thing but being the person getting their nails painted is another!! he loves the pampering feeling you're giving him, and though his usual bare expression says otherwise, he's actually thoroughly enjoying himself!

- once you're done and they’ve dried, feitan intently looks at all of them. now you might be nervous about what your boyfriend might say, but no no no he's looking at his nails like that because he LOVES it!! 

- it's really adding to his look he thinks, and under his mask feitan has this cute smile on his face.

- he then pulls down his mask to give you a small kiss to your temple :) and as he notices that you haven't painted your nails yet, he's asking if he could paint yours black so that you guys can match.

✧.* shalnark

- definitely the most lenient of the four to allow you to paint their nails! 

- So the minute shalnark jokingly asks, “what if you paint my nails someday,” you immediately take it as an opportunity to do it!! when you ask him what colors he wants, he just leaves it all to you so that you can surprise him (”pick whatever color you want, _____.”).

- now obviously you’re gonna take advantage of that opportunity... which leads you wanting to do the most extravagant nail design ever- 

- each finger is gonna be some different color and different design, whether it be polka dots or stripes or glitter or gems... shal literally does not KNOW what he’s got into. 

- and he even realizes this the minute you take out EVERRYY single color and little design accessory you’re gonna be using on him... for sure you know that your inner nail artist is come out so shal better come thru with a tip and everything LOL

- now as you start painting his nails, the colors you’re using are... questionable to say the least, and shalnark can’t help but make a jovial grimace when he see’s them.

- “that’s an— interesting design choice you’re going for, _____!” your boyfriend says oh-so cheerfully when he see’s how you’re doing his middle finger .

- “hm? i don’t see a problem with them?” you joked back giggling, as if you weren’t trying to recreate a portrait of shalnark literally onto his nail. spoiler alert: it looks like a giant glob. 

- (listen, your intention is to have fun, not to make them look pretty!)

- so once you’re on your very last nail to paint, and shalnark has experienced every stage of grief after seeing how you did them, the minute you place those last gem stones onto his left-hand pinky is when you finally announce that you’re done! 

- and the minute you give him that excited (and giggly) smile, he gazes over at your creation and you two just can’t help but to laugh.

- now shalnark hopes that chrollo doesn’t call a troupe meeting anytime soon, because its practically be impossible for him to remove them off from the amount of top coat you put on them. and noticing that your nails aren’t painted, nows your turn to experience the saaame treatment.

✧.* illumi

- the idea of you painting them actually came from a dream, in which you were decorating his nails with a shiny black paint on them. though you really weren’t sure how he was going to react, you decided to give it a try and ask illumi.

- now at first, your lover just stares at you with no trace of emotion found in his eyes. in his mind he was confused. he didn’t really see the purpose of painting them or anything. they were only a weapon, nothing more nothing less.

- but you explained to him that painting his nails was honestly just for fun, something you guys could try together!

- and so illumi takes this information with ease and allows you to paint his assassin nails (even though he still didn’t really get the hype with them...)

-when you start painting his longgg nails, he’s kinda just STARING at you the whole time... it’s a little pressuring because illumi’s gaze can be a little intense sometimes.

- everytime you make a teeny mistake, he might point it out 😭 saying stuff like “you smudged it” or “there’s a spot you missed”. and this isn’t him trying to be rude or anything, illumi’s just trying to help in his eyes.

- even though things feel quiet, deep down illumi actually really likes this whole process. illumi never really got any kind of attention growing up, so seeing you putting this much effort in something as little as painting his nails, it really makes him feel appreciated. 

- so yes, he’s very much enjoying the process now :) even closing his eyes in relaxation as you continue down the line of nails. once you tap your hand, signaling that you’re finished, he opens his eyes again.

- “done already,” he asks, and as you nod, deep deep down Illumi feels a little disappointed (he was really enjoying himself after all)!

- the minute he looks down, he takes his new painted nail’s in. once again... cue that blank stare. does he like them?? does he hate them?? does he—

- “they look nice,” illumi finally says, making you let out a quiet sigh in relief because you honestly can never know with him... 

- even though your boyfriend’s lack of words might suggest that he didn’t think much of them, deep down, Illumi was more than impressed! he really thought they looked nice :)) that, and every time he see’s them, illumi will just be reminded of you <3

#aye she writes #hxh #hunter x hunter #trouble trio #illumi #illumi zoldyck #phinks n the usual man-icure #i take so long to do reqs nowadays i apologize #also this is so long oopsies #i had a lot of fun w shals lol #shalnark #phinks headcanon #feitan #feitan portor #feitan x reader #phinks x reader #illumi x reader #shalnark x reader #hxh fluff #hunter x hunter fluff #feitan fluff #illumi fluff #phinks fluff #shalnark fluff #shalnark ryusei #phinks magcub #illumi hxh

[otomefiend]

Victor

Story Event: Black Wedding (part 2)

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

We finally learn more juicy stuff about Victor, though it's still very vague. He sure is hawt when he threatens people.

~~Part 1~~

Having the freedom to do as we pleased, we spent our time leisurely, playing a couple of lovers.

―― or that's how it was supposed to look on the surface; avoiding prying eyes, Victor and I explored the inside of Amour's headquarters.

In this way, we learned two things.

One, that the bodies of the missing lovers were hidden in the basement.

Two, the believers were not involved, and the guru was the sole culprit.

Victor: "Kate, I got you some scones and pastries. And some wine!"

Victor: "I know it's daytime, but shall we have some?"

Kate: "Hehe, I can be persuaded to have a sip. Cheers."

(The only thing that keeps my heart from sinking when I sense the presence of death around me is that Victor is beside me like this)

Victor: "Just now, some of the girls were making bouquets for our wedding tomorrow."

Kate: "Really? Even if it's a fake wedding, it's a happy one."

Victor: "Hey, Kate."

Victor: "Do you want to get married one day?"

He asked me the way someone would say good morning or good night,

It was a natural and soft question, as if it were the continuation of a daily conversation.

(Do I want to get married one day, huh...?)

~~Part 2~~

Kate: "I'm not obsessed with the details of the ceremony itself, but the idea of ​​marriage is certainly appealing."

Kate: "I think it'd be lovely to wear a wedding dress and say the vows..."

Kate: "Apologies, that's not a particularly witty answer."

Victor: "No, it's wonderful. I might tear up if I see you like this one day."

As he laughed, a light breeze ruffled his hair.

Victor: "Before I went on this mission, I wondered why people get married."

Victor: "As you said yourself, marriage is a ceremony that binds people together, right?"

Victor: "Still, why do so many lovers want that?"

Kate: "And what's your answer?"

Victor: "I see marriage as a promise to enjoy the future together."

Kate: "Promise...?"

Victor: "Life isn't all about fun. Sometimes, it can be painful and sad."

Victor: "...you remember that too, don't you?"

When I nodded, his eyes became soft.

Victor: "But even on such days, we can walk holding hands. Thinking about the good times that will surely return someday."

~~Part 3~~

(...Let’s wait for good times together, huh? That’s nice; it’s a very Victor-like way of thinking)

Victor was a genius at making good times happen.

He always brightened up the place, got people involved, and made them smile.....a larger-than-life kind of person.

However, I didn't think there was anyone who could just have fun in life.

Victor's fun must have been imbued with various pasts and experiences...

Kate: "Umm..."

Victor: "Yes?"

Kate: "Victor, do you ever share your pain and hardships with anyone?"

Victor: "Regrettably, as you can see, I don't have a lover and I'm not married. Look, my hand is still free, isn't it?"

He waved his hand and smiled.

Victor: "―― but I'm fine."

(...?)

Victor: "Because I, you see dear Kate, I may have tasted enough pain and suffering to last a lifetime."

Victor: "That's why I'm tired of being trapped by such things."

Victor: "That's why I am strongest right now! Oops, these scones are exquisite. Try them, Kate."

Kate: "Y-yes! Oh, that's true.... so fluffy!"

Victor: "Aren't they? I wonder what was added to make them like this. Let's ask later."

I was aware of the sudden change in the conversation, but pretended not to notice.

I was sure Victor knew about it.

Victor: "Right, Kate. I'm going to do one thing at the wedding tomorrow."

Kate: "And that being?"

Victor: "Will you lend me your ear?"

~~Part 4~~

Victor: "Right, Kate. I'm going to do one thing at the wedding tomorrow."

Kate: "And that being?"

Victor: "Will you lend me your ear?"

Victor: "―― let's lie."

~~~

The next day, Victor and I were standing in the chapel where the wedding was to take place.

As for my jet-black wedding dress ―― I wasn't wearing it.

A man with a veiled face walked to the altar.

―― when he looked around, he gasped.

Guru: "... Why is there no sign of my precious followers?

Victor: "That's because they were charmed by my words and believed me."

Guru: "...wh-at?"

Victor: "I told them the wedding was postponed until the afternoon."

Guru: "Even so, someone should have noticed something's wrong. ........ Huh."

Kate: "We added sleeping pills to everyone's breakfast, just in case."

Guru: "...!"

Kate: "Rest assured, I got them from an acquaintance, who used to be a doctor. They should be awake in a few hours."

Guru: "Who are you..... police? Or..."

He pulled a gun from his pocket and pointed it at us.

Before I could brace myself, Victor hid me behind his back.

(...Victor?)

Victor: "For a man who professes eternal love, pointing a gun at others without hesitation... is like admitting to being a murderer."

Guru: "....damn"

Victor: "Ah, there's no point in shooting. You can't kill me that easily."

Victor: "You'll end up being killed by me long before that. Sorry, I'm just that strong."

(...What... is this intimidating feeling)

He was talking as usual, but the air he gave off was extremely sharp.

To the extent that if the man decided to move even one step ―― his life was forfeited."

As if to prove these words, the so-called guru couldn't pull the trigger.

Victor: "Hmm, it would be easy to kill you here, but then it wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

Victor: "Then, shall we have a game?"

Guru: "...a game?"

Victor: "Right, whoever hurts the opponent first wins. You can use that gun, knife, spear, whatever you like."

Victor: "My weapon is ―― let's see if this is enough."

~~Part 5~~

Victor: "Kate, may I borrow your lips?"

Kate: "Huh?"

He smiled and gently run his thumb over my lips.

Now crimson in colour, his finger was stained with the rouge.

Guru: "Eh... you can underestimate me all you want. Just don't regret it after I shoot you dead."

Victor: "I like regret. It allows me to grow as a person."

Victor: "Shall we go then ―― let's start the game."

All I remembered was how Victor's long black hair swayed.

The moment I blinked, the game was already over.

Guru: ".....!"

Victor stood behind the man and ran his thumb along his neck.

Victor: "Yes. And now you're dead?"

His finger left a trail of crimson rouge wherever it touched.

―― As if it were a death sentence.

Guru: "eek...."

Victor: "You're scared, aren't you?"

Guru: "S-sorry... I'm sorry..."

Victor: "It must be terrifying to feel someone taking your life away."

Victor: "―― this is the horror you put so many lovers through."

Guru: "..........ah, ahhh....."

Victor: "Until death comes for you, repent in the depths of darkness."

Then, as if it was a newborn's hand, he struck the man's neck with ease and left him unconscious.

Bemused, I watched the whole story play out before my eyes.

(I thought I needed to protect Victor. But that was a complete misunderstanding.)

(...he is strong. And not just that....)

His familiar profile looked different somehow.

To calm my confusion, I slowly opened my mouth.

Kate: "....What are you going to do with this person?"

Victor: "William will take care of him. We can't have blood all over this place."

―― surely this guy won't be alive in a few hours.

Victor: "All right, that means our mission is now complete."

He clapped his hands to clear the heavy air.

Victor: "But there's one more thing to do."

Kate: "And that is...?"

He smiled, his jewel-like eyes shining.

Victor: "Kate, will you marry me?"

Chapter 3 Bitter

#ikemen villains #ikevil #victor #ikevil victor #ikevil story event #fan translation

[allmoshnobrain]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

part 12 of ? | masterpost

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And then, I realized what my decision was. I understood that the band was more than just an important project; it was what brought the five of us together, it was the beat of our hearts, and how desperately, truly desperately, we wanted it to succeed - because it had to, no matter what. And my role in all of it was to support them in the best way I could; even if it broke my heart.

✦ summary: Metallica's career begins to advance and Nore makes a difficult decision to help the future of the band.

✦ on this chapter: dave mustaine x female!oc, james hetfield x female!oc, oc is cliff's cousin, +18, language, slice of life, angst (mild), fluff, cliff burton & female!oc (family)

✦ a/n: hello! i'm posting this chapter a little earlier because i'll be traveling over the weekend. we'll be finally seeing a bit of plot development on this one hehe I'm posting at a slower pace because writing has been slow too, but I hope you like it! Feedback is welcome <3

✧ Innocence was our fire / We told the truth / I miss the sweet boys in the summer of their youth ✧

"Alright, everyone!" Lars exclaimed, grinning, and I looked up, curious. "It's band meeting time."

It was early evening, and I was chilling in the living room with Cliff, snuggled up in Dave's arms while he mindlessly watched some random TV show. That's when Lars and James walked in, both looking very pleased about something. I slipped out of Dave's embrace, making him grumble in protest, and stood up - usually, I didn't stick around for the guys to discuss band stuff because it bored me a bit and I wanted to give them some privacy. 

“Stay, Nore.” James flashed me a smile, and I sat back down, surprised. "I think you'll like to hear this firsthand."

I gave Dave a questioning look, but he just shrugged, seeming as intrigued as I was. James settled next to me on the couch while Lars headed to the kitchen, returning quickly with a bottle of vodka and some shot glasses. 

"Are we celebrating something or do you guys just want to start drinking early?" Cliff raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk on his face. Lars chuckled. 

"You'll find out if you let me tell you," he said, and Cliff rolled his eyes. "Alright, you know we've been on the hunt for a producer for our album, right? Well, here's the good news: we finally found a guy who's down to produce the album with us."

"Lars, that's awesome!" I exclaimed as Dave shouted excitedly.

“Wait a sec.” Cliff interjected. “You said you were starting with the good news. What's the bad news?”

"Oh, right." James chuckled nervously. "The producer is based in New Jersey. And if we want to kick off the production, we'll have to go there." 

"What?" Dave asked, incredulous. "How? With what cash? New Jersey is on the other side of the fucking country!" 

"Yeah, thanks for the geography lesson, Einstein." Lars replied sarcastically, and Dave furrowed his brow. "Look, don't we have some money stashed from our gigs? We can rent a van and hit the road. But it needs to be soon 'cause the guy wants to get things rolling quick." 

"This is insane." Dave answered. "We don't even have that much money, man. We should find someone local." 

"Well, James and I have already made up our minds. So you can either get on board or we can find a new guitar player." Lars said, a smug grin on his face.

I raised my eyebrows, feeling uneasy, as Dave removed his arm from around my shoulders and clenched his fists, glaring at Lars. I could sense that he was restraining himself from starting a fight right then and there. 

"Yeah, I think we should go." Cliff interrupted, cutting through the tense atmosphere in the room. "Come on, Dave. We've been trying to land a producer for this shit for ages."

Dave looked around, seemingly realizing that pushing further wouldn't get him anywhere, so he let out a frustrated sigh and rolled his eyes. 

"Fine, whatever. I'll talk to my boss, see if he can lend me some cash or something." 

"Great." Lars said cheerfully, seemingly oblivious to Dave's discontent. "Which brings us to another question. Whether Nore will be joining us or not." 

"Me?" I asked, taken aback. Dave furrowed his brow once again. 

"What do you mean ' whether she's going or not '? Of course she's going!" 

"Hold on, dude. We don't even have a plan on how to get there yet." James chimed in. "We're tight on cash and we don't have a place to crash. It's not exactly the safest option for a girl. But hey, it's your call." He looked at me, and I met his gaze, unsure of what to say. 

I tried to gather my thoughts, but my mind was in a whirlwind. On one hand, I really wanted to go. I didn't want to be stuck alone in San Francisco, away from Cliff, Dave, James, and even Lars. They had become such a big part of my life in the past few months, and I couldn't imagine being without their company anymore. On the other hand, James had a point; money was tight, and there were sure to be other expenses along the way. It was a risky venture, and I didn't want to burden any of them.

"You could crash at Lea's place while we're gone," Cliff suggested, clearly trying to help. I let out a sigh and shook my head. 

"I... I need some time to think," I mumbled. 

"Alright, then! You can decide later. Let's celebrate!" Lars exclaimed, getting up with excitement and grabbing the vodka. 

I let out another sigh. This had all the potential to be a happy moment, but it wasn't, at least not for me. I felt torn and stressed. Dave still seemed a little annoyed with Lars. Cliff and James were both staring at me, Cliff looking concerned and James examining my face in a way that made me shift my gaze. 

I couldn't be there right then. I needed some alone time. I stood up and made my way to the backyard, running a hand through my hair as I leaned against the porch railing and lit up a cigarette.

"Are you alright?" 

I looked up and found James leaning against the doorframe, his piercing blue eyes staring at me, filled with concern. I let out a sigh. 

"I... I don't know, James. It was a lot to take in all at once. And Lars..." 

"Oh, he's a pain in the ass during band meetings. Forgot you're not used to it," he said with a smirk, coming closer. I chuckled softly. 

"I don't know if I should go," I admitted in a hushed voice. "I don't want to be a burden or disturb anyone." 

"You're not a burden," he reassured me. "You're the best thing that's happened to us." 

I looked up, surprised, meeting his sincere gaze. It always amazed me how effortlessly we became friends, how he had become one of my closest companions once we got past the initial shyness. And how much he meant to me. 

He reached out and lightly touched my arm, appearing slightly awkward. He was so close, close enough that I could see every detail of his face in the dim porch light. I felt my cheeks heat up a bit, not quite understanding why. He pulled me into a hug, holding me tight. I chuckled softly, burying my face in his chest. 

"No matter what you decide, we'll be there for you," he said, his voice muffled. I nodded. "But just know, if you don't go, I'll fucking miss you." 

"I'll miss you guys too," I murmured. 

And then, I realized what my decision was. I understood that the band was more than just an important project; it was what brought the five of us together, it was the beat of our hearts, and how desperately, truly desperately, we wanted it to succeed - because it had to, no matter what. And my role in all of it was to support them in the best way I could; even if it broke my heart, even if it meant staying behind to lighten, even just a bit, the weight of that next step for everyone. 

They were leaving, but I would stay in San Francisco.

I sighed, eyes closed, feeling the gentle pressure of Dave's lips against mine. He cupped my face in his hands, his weight on top of me on the bed as he kissed me slowly. It felt good, but my mind was elsewhere. It was late at night, and I had sneaked into Dave's room while everyone else was asleep. 

I hadn't told him yet about my decision to stay in San Francisco while they went on their trip. I knew how much he wanted me to go, and even though I was confident it was the right choice, I couldn't shake off the anxiety of being away from everyone for an unknown length of time. I opened my eyes as he pulled back, and I noticed his intrigued gaze fixed on me.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a hushed voice. 

"You look worried . What aren't you telling me?" he asked, gently. I sighed.

"Am I that easy to read?" I asked, and he chuckled softly, shifting to lie beside me. I snuggled into his arms, burying my face in the crook of his neck. 

"It's about what Lars said, right? About the trip?" he whispered. 

"Yeah, it is," I spoke quietly. "Dave, I... I think I'm gonna stay."

I didn't know how I expected him to react. I didn't know if he would be sad or angry. But a wave of relief washed over me when he lifted my chin with his hand, kissing me gently on the lips once, twice, three times before pulling away and looking at me with his brown eyes.

"I wish you’d come," he said in a low voice. "But if you think it's best to stay, I get it."

"I think I can help you guys more by staying around here," I whispered. "It's the right call, I think."

"But you don't look too thrilled about it," he remarked with a slightly vexed smile. I nodded. 

"I'll miss you, Dave," I whispered. "All of you." 

"I'll miss you too, babe," he whispered back, placing a tender kiss on my temple. "Damn, if I could, I'd never spend a day away from you." I let out a soft chuckle at his words. "I love you, Nore." 

"I love you too, Dave," I replied, letting him pull me into a tight embrace against his chest. Right then, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world, but it didn't help much when I remembered how sad I was knowing that soon I would have to be away from him.

"Hey, you know what? I've got an idea," he said, grinning, clearly trying to lift my spirits. "Why don't we go out, just you and me? Spend the day together, do something fun." 

I looked at him, a smile spreading across my face as some of my excitement returned.

"Are you talking about a date?" I teased. He chuckled. 

"Yeah, I guess so. I just thought it would be nice to have some quality time with you before I take off. What do you say?" 

"I think it's awesome," I beamed, then wrapped my arms around his neck, planting a kiss on his lips. "You're the best boyfriend ever." 

"I do my best," he grinned, leaning in for another kiss. "But it's easy when I've got an amazing girlfriend like you."

A few days before the guys left for New Jersey, Dave came home and handed me a bunch of keys. I looked at him, puzzled. 

"What's this?" 

"Well..." he plopped down next to me on the couch, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger. "Remember our talk about spending a day together? I've got some plans. And… I may have rented a beach cottage for us." 

"Dave! You shouldn't be wasting your money on this," I objected, though a smile involuntarily crept onto my face. 

"Hey, no worries. I just want to see my girl happy. Plus, since I'll be away for a while... I promise I won't let you get a wink of sleep," he smirked mischievously. I looked away, feeling my cheeks flush, and he let out a soft chuckle at my reaction. 

"Hey, you two," Lars called out, entering the room with James. "James, Cliff, Lea, and I are hitting up the bar. You guys wanna come along?" 

"Hell yeah, count me in," Dave jumped up, brimming with excitement, and I followed suit.

Many years later, I would remember that time as one of the happiest in my life. We enjoyed that night as if it were our last; we laughed together, danced together, had fun together, and drank together. Somehow, despite all the unspoken tensions that were slowly surfacing, we remained happy, excited, and filled with hope for a successful future that, at least during that time, seemed like a distant dream.

That night, amidst the smiles and blurred memories of a beer-filled evening, all I could wish was for that happiness to last forever. I was happy. They were my family.

And I loved them.

#hello hello hello it's heartbreaker day!! #ada writes fanfiction #heartbreaker fanfic #metallica #megadeth #james hetfield #dave mustaine #cliff burton #lars ulrich #metallica fanfiction #dave mustaine x oc #dave mustaine fanfiction #nore burton (oc) #james hetfield x oc #james hetfield x reader #dave mustaine x reader

[satocidal]

Silly little me being silly hehe

This is very crude and not proof read 💀 pure emotions ✊

Soooooooo not that it matters much but to the 4-5 people who I talk to here and think about sometimes hehe, I’ll be going on a hiatus? I think?

This year is going to be extremely important for my academics so I’ll be focusing on that entirely, so you probably won’t see a lot of me. I hope at least, because if I follow through then I know I can do smn good in life, that’s mostly all. To everyone who’s followed Me, (which btw, thank you for the 1k 😭💀 I didn’t think it would be this underwhelming an announcement but lmao) I don’t think I’ll be publishing a lot of work </3 there might be something here and there? Maybe a couple of long fics if I feel it or 2-3 drabbles somewhere in a month? Idk, nothing is assured lmao-

I won’t delete this blog or archive it or anything such, frankly it’s the only blog I’ve managed for this long so I wanna be here, and try and not turn it into a blank blog- so to everyone who bothers talking to me now 🤭 don’t be shy, I might reply late but I will surely get to everything (or try to!)

I think I’ll pop by Sunday to Sunday? Seems fine or might even be in the mood and annoy you guys three days in a row 💀 but yeah (also I’ve only answered half the asks, I’ll get to the rest later <3 and and and just in case, I’ll be scheduling all my asks to be posted on a specific day together so please please please I’m definitely not ignoring you —unless I am but yes😭if it’s anything important or even in general, dms are open <3)

I may also in the future get discord (to remain in contact if anyone wants to do that sorta thing because my insta is also deactivated) but yeah that’s mostly all I had to say.

All the requests I have, I can’t assure them being written but I’m so glad you guys sent the stuff in- I love you all so much

It’s funny though 🤭 how it’s 24th December and my extreme blues took over me today and it’s also geto’s death anniversary :( my poor baby

But lmao that’s all I had to say<3

Love you guys <333

#-> Rome thinks a lil smn #goodbyes but 💀 I mean 💀 eh

[prikarin]

Me again, thanks for answering! Another question popped into my mind while reading an ask where you answered in regards to the yandere ending-what about the twisted & sweet endings? Particularly the latter-that tire's still flat after all.

No prob!

Also HUGE SPOILERS AHEAD for the Twisted and Sweet endings

When it comes to the Twisted Ending, Aspen made their own deal with Rory, that's why their eyes are red. Aspen asked Rory to expand the area of the force field so that Crowe and them can travel farther than Winter Hollow. In this way, Aspen and Crowe could go to one of the nearby villages (most probably Frostpeak Town) to acquire the tools necessary for an internet connection.

Once Aspen has access to the internet, they use their graphic design and online marketing skills to make digital tourism advertisements in order to attract people into Winter Hollow so that they can give their bodies to the red scavengers.

Aspen is as much of a yandere and as much of a crazy person as Crowe in this ending, which is why they're not afraid to get their hands dirty.

Outside of their contract with Rory, Aspen and Crowe have pretty chill lives. Crowe is glad that he can now explore more aside from just Winter Hollow and that he can even get information from the internet with Aspen's help.

Aspen themselves works as a graphic designer and enjoys their free time reading lots of books & comics as well as spending time with Crowe.

You could think of these two as sort of a villain couple in this ending!

- - -

As for the Sweet Ending, just like how Crowe and Aspen collect stuff from the victims of the blizzards in the Twisted ending, Crowe did much of the same before he met Aspen.

My idea is that his pantry is not only a storage for food but also a place where he sometimes puts away stuff that might come in handy at some point. This is how they're able to fix Aspen's flat tire and eventually travel back to Silvering City.

I don't think that they'd stay in Silvering City for very long, though. As Aspen mentions in this ending, they quit their office job to do something they really wanted.

Aspen is really good at graphic design and online marketing, so I think they would most probably be a freelance graphic designer (similar to the Twisted Ending). As for Crowe's job, he'd be an Investigative Nature Researcher who writes books on the matter (like encyclopedias on nature, for instance) which would include his doodles too (similar to the book on crows he made).

In addition, Aspen and Crowe not only have their own jobs, but they also work together on the side by selling wild tea. They combine Crowe's knowledge of foraging & nature with Aspen's expertise on graphic design & online marketing to make this possible (the official artbook even has a short mini comic on the matter).

As for where they would live once they settle everything? I'd like to think it'd be someplace outside of Silvering City. Crowe and Aspen prefer colder temperatures so I think they'd like to be somewhere where it doesn't get too hot.

I sort of have an idea of where that would be but I want to save the surprise in case they make a cameo in another game, hehe.

Their relationship in this ending is the most healthy and the one where I can truly say that they're truly in love with each other. Just like Aspen told Crowe, they can't fix him and he can't fix them.

They gotta sort out their demons on their own (with therapy, meditation or what they feel works the best for them).

The lesson here is that they're not alone, they got each other and they can have a good life and relationship by having good communication and keeping each other company.

- - -

On a separate note, Crowe and Aspen keep investigating the strange "eternal winter" in both of these endings; though I personally consider the Sweet Ending to be the canon one.

The answer to what causes the strange weather, though, will most probably be answered in another game with other characters in the far future 👀

Thank you for the questions, these were fun to answer! 😊💖

#wwcg: ask #wwcg spoilers

[ticklystuff]

Hiiii! Its a fire emblem anon here!!

Can I request for lee Sedall with ler Alear please? ✧⁠\⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠✧

For the spot, can it be tummy? Like yk how he's always like "I can't eat this it won't be good for my dancing? 😔" Maybe Alear is like "But look, your tummy is asking for attention, and if you don't give it what it wants I'll have to give it attention."

Hehe, thanks!

Also, I'm glad you enjoyed the game to some some extent, even though the plot n stuff has kinda mid 😭

send no more, thx!

wc: 1.5k

HEWWO THERE I FINISHED i am not sure about how this turned out bc i feel like they are ooc but i was so happy you requested a fe prompt and i had so much fun writing it askldjflka pls request more fe in the future

also accompanying seadall tummy image for the fic:

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"Well, what does it say?"

Seadall put a finger to his lips, gazing over the cards that seemingly glowed with the faint light from the campfire. "Though your days may be filled with plight, let laughter bring merriment for tonight," Seadall recited the fortune laid out in front of him, before looking up to see Alear's disappointed expression from the other side of the cards. "What? You seem.. unimpressed."

Alear gave a huff as he put his hand to his chin, seemingly in dumbfounded thought. "I guess, I was just expecting something a bit.. more? Like, something to help guide me through the war, or maybe even something simpler, like what I should focus on when it comes to training. It just seems too straightforward, I suppose."

"You should lower your expectations, then," Seadall said with a shake of his head, gathering his cards back together. "Fortunes are not meant to provide all the answers you might seek. Just be content that it's not something more ominous."

"Maybe, uh," Alear paused, motioning to the deck of cards by flipping his hand repeatedly, "maybe try doing another one."

Seadall scoffed with a raised eyebrow. "I assure you that the cards will read a similar result."

"Please."

"Divine One-"

"I asked you not to call me that." Seadall couldn't help but roll his eyes at the slight pout that Alear's face adorned, but he complied with a smile.

"Alear," he corrected himself, "take the fortune as a sign to just relax and.. enjoy the night." Seadall gestured with his arms to the surrounding campgrounds. "As of right now, you and your comrades are well, the Somniel is safe, the night is at peace, there's plenty of food to eat-" As luck would have it, the sudden guttural grumble emanating from his own stomach cut Seadall's words off, prompting the dancer to quickly slap his arms over his abdomen. He grimaced at the smirk that began to form on Alear's face, his eyes shying away from the smug glint in Alear's own.

"Plenty of food to eat, yet that excludes you, for some reason."

"You already know why," Seadall pressed his arms into his stomach, suppressing another growl as Alear continued to nag him.

"I know why, but that doesn't mean I have to agree with it," Alear huffed, before reaching for the bag next to him. "Luckily for you, I brought something that might just appeal to your interests."

Seadall didn't get the chance to question what Alear might be referring to when the other pulled out a separate paper bag, before rummaging through the secondary containment, pulling out what looked to be a little golden brown nugget-

Rice croquettes.

His eyes widened at the tiny little morsel that Alear held out in the palm of his hand, gesturing for Seadall to take it in his own. "I know these are your favorite, so I had them made specially for tonight," Alear said with a little wiggle of his eyebrows, an obvious sign that he knew exactly what he was doing. Intrusive thoughts of the rice croquette began to invade his mind, starting with the satisfying crunch of the flaky golden exterior that contrasted perfectly with the soft rice filling, followed by the spice combination that came together to create an exquisite experience of flavors. He could almost imagine that initial crispy layer just barely gracing his lips-

"NO!" Seadall suddenly blurted out, ripping his eyes away from the dastardly temptation just within reach and shoving those unholy thoughts back into the recesses of his mind. "Keep that thing away from me!" Maybe his reaction was slightly over the top, but anything to distract Alear and himself from the ever growing rumbles that his stomach was insistent on producing in both frequent and louder quantities.

"But Seadall, I made these with you in mind," Alear half-whined with a tease to his voice, hobbling over on his knees with the food still in his hand. Seadall scowled in response as he continued to push away from the approaching threat. It was absolutely imperative that he maintain self-control, lest he risk losing the perfect physique he had built over the years to hone his dance prowess. Submitting to temptation could easily set him back an exorbitant amount of time and, not to mention, he already did have his cheat day this week, treating himself to some creme brulee with other members of the army.

"I-I cant!" he insisted, though, it honestly felt like Seadall was more scolding himself at this point. The back-and-forth between the two continued until Seadall finally took the initiative, slapping out his hand to knock the rice croquette of Alear's own, followed by a brief moment of silence as the two watched the piece of food briefly roll away along the grass. A sigh of relief slipped past his lips as he felt the temptation begin to slowly ebb away, but that feeling of ease was short-lived the moment Alear suddenly pounced on him, grunting in shock with the sudden weight pressing him to the ground. "Alear! W-What are you- nohohOHOhoho! W-Whahahat is thiHIHIhihis?!"

This was not how Seadall imagined the night would go, pinned down by the Divine Dragon himself as Alear.. tickled him? What made things worse was that Seadall's exposed stomach seemed to have gathered Alear's full attention, a victim to the onslaught of pokes and squeezes that were dished out. He shrieked with each jab to the bare skin, flailing his arms in a failed attempt to stop Alear in his tracks.

"DivIHIHIhine Ohohohone, plehehehase!" he shrieked, feeling the tips of Alear's fingers dangerously approaching his navel. Why tickling of all things?!

"It's Alear," he punctuated the reminder with a solid jab, forcing a squeak from Seadall's mouth. "Besides, your stomach is clearly craving some kind of attention and if you're not going to do it, then I'll just have to step in."

With tickling?! "NAHAHAHA! W-WAHAHAHAIT! COME OHOHOHON!" Alear's fingers acted as individual claws, digging into the toned stomach with various techniques. His pointer fingers sank into the recesses of his navel, sending what felt like electric shocks through Seadall's body, while his thumbs pressed into the skin, massaging various pressures of blunt force. The rest of his fingers seemingly had varying agendas of their own, from randomly diddling against his stomach to a more synchronized approach of poking. Each technique was already bad enough, but combined together absolutely sent Seadall up the wall. His laughter was an assortment in response, from bellowing shrieks to high-pitched giggles and Seadall was at a loss with how to deal with the overwhelming sensations, choosing to instead sit there like a half-dead animal, allowing his laughter to take over.

"Y'know, all you have to do is feed your stomach one of those rice croquettes," Alear teased, resorting to giving the bare tummy multiple squeezes with each hand. "Can't have my teammates going hungry, after all."

"PLEHEHEHASE!"

"Hmm? Please? As in please feed my tummy food?"

"NOHOHO- OKAHAHAY!" Seadall finally conceded, giving into Alear's demands. "OKAY! FIHIHIHINE!"

"You sure?"

YehehHEHEhes!" Alear's hands had slowed to a more gentle motion, but still kept up their pace, until Seadall had given his final confirmation. Once done, Alear beamed and lifted himself off of the dancer to grab the paper bag, leaving Seadall in his drained state to recover on his own. It didn't take long for the other to return, however, and Seadall finally sat up, looking wearily at the rice croquette offered by Alear's hand.

"Well, go on," Alear motioned with his hand. As if on cue, Seadall's stomach went off once more, prompting Alear to give another nudge with his hand and Seadall took the snack with a sigh. He watched as Alear sat down next to him, pulling another rice croquette out of the bag for himself, before taking a bite of his own. Seadall gave his own rice croquette one final look, taking the tiniest of bites.

The croquette itself was fine, though Seadall admittedly could do better. It wasn't fair to hold Alear to a fault, however, as the prince hardly had any time to practice his own cooking, but the croquette itself was of decent quality and Seadall himself wasn't complaining. The dancer found himself taking faster bites and the pang in his stomach slowly subsided, realizing that maybe he was hungrier than he initially thought.

"Hey, do you know what I just realized?" Alear asked between bites.

"Hm?"

"The fortune," Alear paused to swallow, "it came true!"

Seadall paused for a moment, giving himself time to recall what the other was talking about. "Though your days may be filled with plight, let..." he grimaced as he realized what Alear was referring to, "let laughter bring merriment for tonight."

"You're such a good fortune teller, Seadall!"

Seadall huffed and furrowed his eyebrows, crossing his arms at the smug grin Alear was giving him. "I'm never reading another fortune for you ever again."

#seadall #alear #fire emblem #tickling

[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

Safeshiptember Day 2: Masquerade

Title: The night the Deer wished for a kiss from the Sun

Characters: Claude von Riegan, Helios (S/I)

Words: 1.9k

AO3 link: hehe I'm the link

Summary:

The mission was simple: if your possible future enemies invited you to a masquerade, you shall not go alone and only try your best at making it a useful night. War would start at any moment, that was a fact the monastery had witnessed already. So with perfect masks and Claude's plan, both Helios and him would play the nobles' game to try get some secret cards for the Golder Deer.

Without, of course, getting too caught up in intense feelings, right...?

“Are you sure you don’t want to choose someone else for this?” Helios asked, a bit hesitant to follow the plan. Yes, maybe wearing a suit was a rare yet gratifying sight but, to a masquerade full of nobles in disguise? That certainly sounded a bit too out of reach for someone who had grown up in the forests of Ordelia territory. Still, as they always did with their mischievous leader, they trusted his decisions. And they really wanted to continue doing so, but seeing Claude approaching them with a special mask made for the occasion… Oh, feeling out of place never seemed so probable. “Lorenz knows more about ballroom dancing, doesn’t he?”

“Do you want me to risk being scolded during the whole masquerade?” Claude joked and chuckled at his own words. He was wearing a gold deer mask already, its prominent horns reminding Helios of the strongest trees. “You are my greatest option, trust me. Plus, it’ll be fun,” he winked under his elegant disguise. “Let me help you with this.”

Helios only nodded. They had noticed the yellow mask Claude was holding so they waited in silence for him to do as he planned. When he got close enough, his fingers hid Helios’ long bangs behind their ears, right where the pink part of their darkish short hair started. And he gifted himself some time there; fixing some hairs that didn’t need to be fixed, quietly putting the mask in its place as if the littlest bit of rush could make the object break apart. It’s not like Helios noticed how he used it as an excuse to stand closer either way: they were too absorbed analyzing Claude’s clothing to even consider it.

Compared to their suit, Claude’s formal attire didn’t even seem from Fódlan. Did he secretly change it and didn’t wish for Lorenz to go because of that? The differences between their jackets, his thicker belt around his waist…

Well, it’s not like Helios knew much about nobility etiquette and stuff like that. Perhaps what they would call gracious would be a crime against fashion in Hilda’s eyes. With that thought in mind, they refrained from speaking a word about it and only then noticed the weight of the mask covering their features.

“How is it?” As soon as Helios asked, Caude’s hands went back to himself in a swift movement. “To be honest, I didn’t even check what the mask is of.”

Claude gladly answered with a gesture. He held their shoulders to turn Helios around, who had to blink twice at the new view. Out of the blue, only a deer and a sun existed in that room of light candles. Night was already embracing them, yet the sun design of Helios’ mask looked as bright as the star itself. Especially in Claude’s eyes.

Helios’ mouth opened in surprise. Maybe it was then, seeing their reflections on that mirror, that they realized Claude really wanted them for this mission. And Helios would do anything for their leader’s decisions.

“See? It’s perfect for you,” he spoke, his warm hands still holding Helios. However, their eyes went somewhere else for a second. They couldn’t afford to fluster when they needed to focus on the plan ahead. 

“Aren’t we supposed to hide under these, though? Why did you choose a golden deer mask? That’s quite….”

“Obvious?” he guessed the word, at which Helios hummed in affirmation. “That’s what they’ll also think. And sometimes, my dear Sun, becoming an easy target can be the crucial step to get the information we need.”

The unexpected nickname had an effect on Helios’ heartbeat. No, it was both that and the reflection on the mirror. Claude had gotten closer and closer as he spoke, his head menacing to rest on theirs now. They could follow the silhouette of his curls behind the mask and those green eyes that could shine though any ornament. A sigh escaped from their lips before Claude’s voice filled their heart with determination once more:

“Let’s go, Helios.”

Garreg Mach was as destroyed as ever. That may not have been the most accurate description as it came from someone who had barely spent two months there, but Claude could agree on it. The prediction of an inexorable war was written all over its broken windows and falling walls. Nevertheless, even in the middle of the political and material chaos, nobles had decided to hold a masquerade in the center of Fódlan. As if it were a goodbye letter to peace, a last opportunity to see others before circumstances obliged you to finish them off in the battlefield. Helios would never understand them, but they were smart enough to play along.

When the ballroom opened in front of them, Helios unconsciously straightened their back. By their side, Claude gave a quick look to everyone around them before deciding where to head first. There were quite a lot of guests, yet very few of them had chosen to leave their guards down and enjoy the music in what could be considered the dance floor. Helios followed Claude’s fast steps towards one of the tables. The food displayed on it seemed to have caught his attention, but just a moment later he was found analyzing the space again. There were masks Helios couldn’t decipher, just like Claude’s intentions.

They nudged him and Claude couldn’t help but smile when he saw the arm he was being offered.

“What? Want me all for yourself?” he whispered, his lips teasing in a smirk.

“I just don’t want you to disappear on me.”

“Even in the rare situation that something were to happen, I’m strong to get through it, you know?”

“Yeah, and we were asked to come unarmed while witnessing the start of a war with strangers whose skirts can hide plenty of dagues,” Helios replied, gazing upon the small groups of two or three people around the room. Everyone avoided being alone. “I have my reasons to worry, Deer.”

That sole argument seemed to have been enough: Claude’s mouth was shut once more. However, right when the musicians started to play a new song, he pulled his companion’s arm to bring them to the dance floor. 

“Those blue and grey masks,” he pointed out in a whisper, declaring the action had just started.

The person behind the grey mask was taller than their dance partner.  Although both face masks looked pretty bland, the blue one had some splashes of paint that could try to simulate explosions. Their sudden presence on the dance floor could have been a warning. When Claude held Helios’ hand to guide their steps, they returned the gesture by holding his a bit tighter.

They had talked about this phase before: prying could be considered one of Claude’s strong points while Helios’ main focus would be to maintain safety and not to attract too much attention. An enviable duo, but others would have their own strategies, too. They had barely looked at each other when the targets started to walk towards one of the balconies. 

No words were needed to adapt to this. Helios was suddenly going along with the spins Claude began as they slowly stepped out of the dance floor. While he guided them, Helios kept staring at the floor in an attempt to make sure they wouldn’t mess things up at this point. That’s why they didn’t see it coming when Claude pinned them against a wall.

“Clau–”

“Shh,” he hushed, eyes looking behind them. The access to the balcony was by their left, but he could also see those two dancers through the window by their right. Not Helios, though. Their peripheral vision was blocked by Claude’s arm. He hoped the broken glass of that huge window would help him get the gist of the others’ conversation.

So Helios just stayed there. Quietly, standing as calm as they could with Claude’s arm brushing their cheek and the shadow of his mask’s horns crowning their head.

They swallowed saliva. The mission had not ended yet.

Thus they tried to focus on their security again. That was Helios’ main priority, after all. All their attention went to other people’s gazes and movements, leaving none for whatever the targets were up to. They trusted Claude to take care of that.

Even though the only candelabra lamp light’s didn’t reach them as well in comparison to the rest of the ballroom, two figures suddenly put their attention on them and started to walk their way. Caude’s chin was up as the gears in his brain worked to confirm his hypothesis. Helios had to act quickly and on their own.

Without giving it a second thought, they grabbed Claude by the waist and pulled him towards them with one hand. They heard a low gasp coming from him as they pried over his shoulder. The possible intruders had decided to walk somewhere else and Claude’s warmth was so, so close.

Minutes went by and Helios did not loosen their grip.

“Claude? Did you find out anything useful?” they softly whispered, still in place. No answer was heard. They waited a bit in case the targets’ conversation was still going. “Claude…?” they repeated after a moment of silence, lowering even more the volume of their voice.

Still no answer. So Helios decided to move back a little, the little they could in that position between the wall and their leader's body. When they looked up at Claude, they found his green eyes staring back at them. He quickly looked back to the balcony, yet Helios stared a bit longer with confusion on their face. Both golden deers’ cheeks were getting warmer.

“Yes, uhm,” Claude rushed to speak again. “I don’t think the Kingdom will refuse to cooperate with us. Sounds like I can make a good use of some of their interests to convince them to work towards a common goal.”

“Good.” Interpreting those words as the mission ending, their hand left Claude’s waist and their shoulders relaxed a bit. However, he did not move an inch. He actually complained on the spot.

“Don’t–”, his voice went down when he continued. “Don’t let go just yet…”

“Huh?” the sound left Helios’ mouth in a breathe. And their hand, guided more by their heart than by their brain, slowly went its way up to Claude’s waist once more. They started to doubt if they had heard correctly. Was it, for some reason, another decision for the greater good of the whole masquerade plan? Or was it something he longed for behind the mission’s facade?

The feeling of Claude’s head on theirs dissipated Helios’ questions. The Sun bearer heard him sigh as his body melted a little on top of theirs. His big mask seemed to be no obstacle when he wanted to rest like that so badly.

“Are… Are you feeling alright?” they genuinely asked, trying their best to contain the fluttering feeling that refused to go away.

“Yes, I am.” Claude could feel words piling up in his throat until none of them could get out of that cave. Just as if there was no space for all those feelings inside of him, because they could not escape from his head and much less from his mouth. Music was still playing but his thoughts couldn’t dance to it right now. There was only one sentence his labyrinth of a heart managed to get out: “I’ve never been better.”

#aAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU CANT IMAGINE HOW EMBARRASSED I AM OF THIS ONE #but I have enjoyed this so much #f/o community #self ship community #self shipping #self ship #f/o #selfship #all i write is about you #safeshiptember #safeshiptember 2023 #the brainrot is real guys #self shipping blog #self insert #words from me to you

[thetechypurpletwin]

★EVERYTHING TO KNOW ABOUT US!!★

WELCOME TO MY BLOG extremely nice to meet you!

I am an alter in a system, so everything I post here will be mostly based on source memories but improv/fictional/rp stuff might be involved :D

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I decided to make this blog because I wanted my own place separate from our host account to just do my own little thing. Decided to organize some stuff just in case with tags:

ALTERS:

While I may be the sole owner of this blog, there are three other alters who are in our system as well, Mikey, Leo and Raph! They're too lazy to make a blog for themselves. There are other alters as well and you may see them from time to time but this is mostly turtle blog.

I am still the “main owner” of this blog though so let’s start with me!

#donnie txt: all posts that feature me, Donnie, speaking

Donnie Info: any pronouns, bisexual/demiromantic

A tech genius who spends way too much time online and needs reminders on stuff like eating and sleeping. Favorite game is ace attorney but keeps on forgetting to play it

Nicknames: Cosmos, Don, DonTron

#mikey txt: all posts that feature lil bro Mikey speaking (<3)

Mikey Info: he/she, pansexual

Artist who is a shining light in this world. May or may not be slightly unhinged. Favorite game is Splatoon.

(author note: wtf I can hear him giggling im scared)

Nicknames: micheal, angelo, annoying little shit /j

#leo txt: all posts that feature my twin Leo speaking (unfortunately :p /j)

Leo Info: @theprettybluetwin he/they, gay (hehe that rhymes)

the man, the myth, the legend and is also bald. wears a bow with long tails cause he’s just that cool

nicknames: fizzy, nardo, leon, neonleon

(Donnie note: Leo’s a bit of a gacha addict so ask him about project seki or Honkai star rail or CRK they’ll be happy to answer)

#raph txt: all posts that feature our biggest brother Raphie :D speaking Raph Info: he/she/any, demiromantic animal lover and plays stardew valley in her free time

I’m finally here so I can put my own description: hi i’m raph and i like cute things like my melody :) i love wearing bows and obviously my fav color is red :D I don’t front as much as the others but i’m still here watchin

OTHER TAGS:

#donnie ramblings: where I infodump/ramble about random things I'm interested in

#donnie art: whenever I feel like posting my art, it will be here! might also double as "selfie time" so I can draw what I look like compared to my source

#ask a donnie: all posts that are me answering asks/asking for asks (lol) you can ask about our system, my favorite stuff, even ask for story prompts i love story prompts

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#ask a mikey: asks answered by mikey!

#leo ramblings: he’s up and awake and ready to talk your head off about a character they like. Brace yourself (aka Leo shitpost corner)

#ask a leo: asks answered by leo!

#leo gaymes: im gaming gamer boi gayming

#ask a raph: asks answered by raph!

#raph corner: raph’s corner where she talks about cute things and games

#arc: crystallized: :) (TBD)

And more to be determined(?)!

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★We are all under the age of 18, including the body! So please don't send asks or posts asking to date us, even if you are the "same age". Compliments like "you are so pretty/handsome" are welcomed though!

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★please don’t ask me about usagi. he seems like a pretty cool dude but I’ve never known him. that also goes for any other characters that get shipped with my brothers, none of us remember dating anyone

If we want to add any boundaries in the future, I will do my best to edit this post!

And yes, I was inspired by other rottmnt ask blogs but I do not wish to copy off of them! Like I said, we just want to be able to interact through the world feeling like ourselves, and if you say our personalities are fake or copied it will make us feel sad :c

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[fuitgummybat]

casual disclaimer my memorys lame so if i sent this already just ignore hehehee hii! im sending asks to people with 'ask me anything' in their bio thingy; feel free to answer or not, or respond however youd like hehe!

what is your favorite holiday or occasion/theme?

what fragrance/scents put you in a good mood?

what kind of weather do you love?

if you could have a dream about anything, what would you dream about?

what kind of treats do you love/make you feel happy?

what's your favorite hands-on activity (or what would you like to try)?

what kind of music are you craving/listening to right now?

what's something that makes you smile/laugh when you think about it?

Oh wow!! I haven’t had an ask in forever! :D

Guess I’ve got some time to kill before I’ve gotta head to work~

Favorite holiday / occasion / theme

I’m a big Christmas guy! It’s always been an important holiday in my family, and I love decorating the tree on my own <3

Fragrance / Scent that puts you in a good mood

I went on a cologne hunt with a friend a couple months ago and discovered I lean toward citrusy scents! I also love those like, “salty ocean scents”- whatever you can call them XD

Weather that you love

Clear skies with light wind! Best time to go out in the summer, and the loveliest winter weather for a walk- bonus points when the sun is low.

A dream about anything

I’d probably want to dream about moments that happened in the Drakkenheim campaign I’m in- a glimpse at what it would be like to see my beautiful boy in action <3

Treats you love / make you happy

I love hard, chewy, fruity candies, and I also love ice cream. Have you ever tried half-frozen mini gummy bears in ice cream before? That’s the good stuff.

Favorite hands-on activity / you’d like to try

I love playing ukulele and making music in general, especially with other people!

In the future, I’d love to learn how to play guitar. And also how to sew more properly since rn my abilities are mediocre at best…

Music you’re craving / listening to right now?

That switches up constantly! Though right now I’ve got Caravan of Love by the Housemartins of all things stuck in my head, and I’ve been in the mood to delve into early Gorillaz again lately!

Something that makes you laugh / smile when thinking about it

I have a recording of my D&D group, seconds after one of the biggest, most revealing sessions in the whole campaign, and it’s just everyone screaming and wildly theorizing while our DM giggles in the background.

That session and recalling everyone’s reactions at the end always brings a smile to my face <3

And there we go!

Thank you so much @syrips for letting me ramble about myself <3

Now I gotta hurry the fuck up and head off XD

#asks #fuitgummybat #syrips #D&D #dnd

[matenrou-fan]

Hi, could I request Jakurai, Jyuto and Hifumi with a reader that can see the future?

Jakurai, Jyuto and Hifumi with a NB! s/o that can see the future

NBreader;; just wholesome stuff;;

-He's both interested and worried.

-So, you can see the future? How did you do this? How long have you had this ability? Can you show him?

-Jakurai is curious, is it your natural skill or maybe it was something that you somehow received from Chuoku. Who knows, if they were able to create hypnomic, who would stop them from experimenting on people?

-So he would listen really carefully, even if you get this power yourself or were born with that.

-As doc AND your boyfriend he also worried if this ability affects your health. If it takes too much strength from you he would try to make sure that you don 't use it that much.

-"Mm? You used your ability today because Dice wanted to know what lottery ticket would win?" - Jakurai looks at you with a slightly surprised face, and then a soft smile irradiates his face. - "Hehe, trying to help others with your powers? It's so sweet of you, darling, but remember to not push yourself too hard, okay?"

-Of course he would ask you to see his future too, but only a little bit. He thinks there's something interesting about the mystery of the future, Jakurai is sure that people need to explore everything themselves, but there's one thing that he wants to know.

-"Sorry for bothering you, s/o.. I do hope you feel good right now and can help me with my little request, if you wish.." - his voice is soft and quiet as always but you can hear some slight nervousness in it.

-It's about his son, Yotsutsuji. All that your boyfriend wants to know is if his son will be able to wake up from a coma, as thoughts about him and his well-being chasing Jakurai every day.

-He both wants and doesn't want to know about this, as he is afraid the truth would be far away from his expectations. But he also wished that you would give him a little hope with your answer..

-That's something surprising for him.

-But Jyuto is more chill about it, and mostly used your mysterious skill as another reason to flirt.

-"So you can see the future? Hoho, that's why you dressed so cute today?" - he got closer, touching your chin so you would look at him - "You knew you would meet me and decided to make an impression on my heart?"

-He's quite curious but not really worried. Well, if you feel good and it's not hurt you during the process then why not? Maybe some time ago, before the H era, Jyuto was skeptical about all paranormal things but he literally can beat people with rap now, so there's nothing surprising that someone can read the future.

-I don't think he would ask you to use your ability to help him with work or something, he doesn't want you to feel that he dates you only for the profit, after all.

-And also he would make sure no other people would take advantage of your strength. Even if you're actually calm and collected, for him you're too precious and naive, it's so easy to lure you into some troubles and bad stories..! So Jyuto would check all the strange humans around you.

-But of course he also wants to know if he would succeed in his goals to get more promotions in work and also eradicate the drug traffic.

-This is probably the only thing he would ask you about, as it's one of the few topics about which he's never joking.

-Also;; If you can see a future can you also change it? So if something in his future plans actually gets bad, he will just change his tactics to not get into this situation you warn him about.

-"When we just met I thought I would be your guardian.." - he smirks, patting your head. - "But it seems that you are my little guardian angel, mm?"

-Ahhh, he's so excited…!

-There's so so so many things he wants to ask about..! Hifumi is just SO curious about your ability now!!

-What would happen with Matenrou? Will they be able to win a division rap battle again? Will Doppo always be so negative about his work?? And the most important question for him.. Will he be able to win in this fight against his fear..?

-"Ahhh no, no, no, don't say it!!" - he whines and giggles, jumping around you - "It's so interesting, but I don't even know if I actually want to hear it.. Ahhh, how hard..!"

-Isn't this more funny to have some surprise from fate? That's how Hifumi thinks.

-He loves to explore everything himself, as he always has a positive mindset and is waiting for some interesting gifts from the future, even from every next day.

-Well but sometimes he still can't control himself and starts clinging to you with a bunch of questions, absolutely random and small questions about the near future.

-He just can't help but get so curious about your skill and how you can improve it. Hey, what if you will also learn how to rap?? Maybe you will get a rap ability that is related to your clairvoyance??

-"I can be your teacher, your guide in this long path of hard but pleasing work with your mind and imagination..! Let me be your service and help you reach the highest point of your capability..!"

-You notice that Hifumi was in his gray suit already, going to a meeting with Matenrou as he said this pompous speech. He looks at you with a charming smile and takes your hand - "I'm sure Sensei and Doppo-kun wouldn't mind your presence so why don't you get a sneak peek at our training?"

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[daydadahlias]

(Too terrified to ask this on my blog, so anon it is 😂)

This may be a dumb question, or one that's hard to answer, but do you have any advice for writing long pieces of work without dragging on? The longest fic I've ever written is 4k. I feel like, if I try to write something long, I over explain stupid things like how they positioned their legs when they climbed over a fence and stuff like that. You're writing is so clear, and it's never dragging on or over-explaining, yet it's really long. So yeah, I'm just asking if you've got any tips on that.

well, I think number one it’s important to remember that no length is key! Just because a fic is “long,” doesn’t mean it’s telling a story well. plenty of fantastic stories can be told in 4k or less :)

but I think that most of the length in my writing is coming from emphasis on internal monologue / character building and repetition hehe

a lot of my writing is a character reflecting on how they feel about what’s happening and how that’s informing actions taking place around them.

When I write, I sort of follow the format of “action tag, internal monologue, description, reflection on what’s happened thus far in the story to remind readers what’s happening and also to inform future character decisions based on past ones, and finally, some rhetorical questions for emphasis.”

I also try to make that sort of dispersed when writing so it doesn’t read like I’m going off a Format.

I don’t know if this is actually going to make any sense to anyone but me lmfao but I tried to color coordinate the format im talking about w/ two scenes. One from my long fic Scene 14 and one from my fic Fine Print

pink = dialogue

orange = action currently happening

green = flowery cushion shit that establishes sense of character and conflict

yellow = references to previous points in the fic that inform the characters current decisions / thoughts

blue = questions 💙

Theoretically, you should be able to see how these things are dispersed throughout so it doesn’t make it feel like it’s being “over explained” or too wordy or dragging on, like you said! I try to never spend too much time on one thing.

I used to over write like crazy (and people could tell yikes) because I spent too much time on one thing, and I also repeated shit like crazy. So my best advice to you is to just try to play around !! Mix and match action with dialogue and setting description and internal monologue !! Don’t stay on one boat too long!

and remember that each line in your story should inform the next!

#I tried to actually be helpful this time shocker #idk if this actually was but #I tried 💙 #also for the record I still do overwrite A Lot #I cut 400 words from this last chapter of MiM before I posted it #but remember it’s always easier to cut words than to add them #so go crazy #this color coordinating thing might not make any sense at all sigh but #it makes sense to me #pigeon #anon #writing advice :)