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your writing never fails to blow my mind. I’m addicted to your blog! maybe a snippet where everyone is aware of the villain’s romantic interest in the hero so the hero’s superior wants them to date/seduce the villain to get info from them.

The villain paused, with their arms braced on either side of the hero’s shoulders, caging them up against the wall. 

The hero steeled themselves, though their heart was hammering furiously in their chest. A sharp knot of anxiety twisted in the pit of their belly. Their fingers trembled a little as they reached up to caress the curve of the villain’s jaw, and they hoped the villain would put that down to nervous want alone. 

The villain’s hand closed around their wrist in an instant. 

The hero froze. 

“I’m not going to do anything to you that you don’t like, that you don’t want,” the villain said. Their gaze fixed on the hero. “At least not like that.”

“But you -” The hero’s head whirled. The villain had been going along with all night, going about their usual flirting, their usual voracious expressions, all the way up to backing them into this moment in the restaurant’s fancy bathroom. 

“I was curious how far you were willing to go.” The villain placed the hero’s wrist back down against the wall. “How far you thought I would be willing to go. It is more honest than anything else you’ve done tonight.” 

The hero swallowed. 

“I didn’t allow myself many hopes for tonight,” the villain said. There was something in their expression that wasn’t voracious at all now - it took a beat for the hero to recognise the opposite, they’d never seen it on the villain’s features. Something hollow. Empty. “I suspected you only suggested dinner as a trap, or a distraction, or some way of finding information. I’m not stupid. But I guess I still hoped that you didn’t think so low of me as that. That maybe you felt the same connection that I did.” 

“My superior-”

“Doesn’t understand me.” The villain shook their head. “They think I am incapable of genuine positive feeling. They think my interest just means I want to…what?” The villain looked tired. “Fuck you against a bathroom wall? A bathroom.” The villain let go of them abruptly, leaving every point of contact tingling with absence. “I didn’t really ever think you would fall for someone like me. The only reason anyone ever tries to get close to me is because they want to betray me. But I did think you…” The villain didn’t finish.

The hero’s mouth felt dry. They had the ridiculous urge to apologise, to try and tell the villain that they weren’t really like that. 

“I was just following orders,” the hero muttered. 

“I know. It makes me wonder how many times they’ve asked you to do that before. Ordered you to put yourself in a situation like that before. You’re unnervingly good at hiding your discomfort.” 

“But you noticed.” The hero’s throat felt tight, oddly thick. 

“You deserve a proper date. Not that you don’t deserve to be fucked in a bathroom still if that’s what you want, but that doesn’t really seem like something you want.”

It had been a nice evening, if one ignored the crushing weight of expectations, and it was difficult to ignore the loom of such things. When they walked in, the villain’s face had genuinely lit up for a moment. 

“I don’t need you to judge me,” the hero spat. They wrapped their arms protectively around themselves. “I know what I agreed to.” 

“There’s a bit more to consent than just saying yes. Especially when you’re employer gets involved.”

The hero didn’t know what to say. This wasn’t what they had expected. The villain was obsessive, at the best of times, they knew that.  It hadn’t occurred to them that the villain might say no - as arrogant as that perhaps sounded. Villains didn’t usually say no, when they were interested. Half the time they didn’t seem to even listen to the word. 

They stared at each other for a beat, and the hero must have looked stricken, or something awful, because the villain raised their brow and fumbled for a flirty, purring normal. 

“Trust me, sunshine,” the villain looked them up and down slowly, “when I have you, you will beg me for every bit of it.” 

Somehow the hero found themselves smiling back at that, shyly, but still.  

The villain caught themselves and stepped back. “I’ll call you a cab.”

It wasn’t the worst date they’d ever been on. 

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I would like to recommend this manga. It a romanticish story about a girl named ran that has lost her grandpa and needs a purpose in life. She decides that she will only die by saving lives. Ran ends up saving hojo ran, the daughter of a count, from drowning. Hojo should have been married to The tendou house masato, but on The way there she thru herself in the water to drown. Ran decides to help her and instead of hojo she will go and marry masato and pose as hojo. But masato sees that ran istnt hojo, but tells her that she can serve him and swear to only die protecting him.

I loved this manga but the story is a little fast.

8/10 would recommend If you dont have any other thing to read.

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but also like do they mean top or front loaders? 

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Cardan: I've been giving Jude subtle hints that I love her

*sees Jude walk by*

Cardan: Exiled

Jude:

Cardan: I think that went well

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Save her.

Thank you to @townsenta for letting me draw their hilarious post!

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Alucard: So, Belmont. A: You FOUND me Trevor: Yes well I fell down a hole and I gotta slay yo- A: SLAY THIS

(This is based on the Javert comic)

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Poor Alucard, there’s only gonna be more dumbasses where they came from buddy!

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castlevania + text posts

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Watching Castlevania

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These are my favorite under appreciated moments in Castlevania so far

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so castlevania is one of those shows where you swear someone has added fake captions to a screenshot but it´s actually real.

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