#(some of these are minor and can be forgiven. Others can't)

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

(Yandere Reader) Jealousy

Pairing: Dark Reader x ...

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Toxic relationship; Obsession; Manipulation.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback 😊 let me know if you liked this yandere reader.

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You hug around his shoulders, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his neck. His back is turned to you, muscles tensing up underneath your touch. 

"I'm so sorry, babe. It was my fault and I admit it." you nuzzle against his neck, using that soft apologetic voice that works wonders everytime he's mad at you.

"I'm really really really sorry. Can you forgive me? Please?" 

He doesn't reply immediatly, keeping the silence for a few moments, but at least he doesn't push you away. That's a good sign.

You mentally curse yourself for being so temperamental, this is the third time in a month that you argue and it's not setting up a good record for you.

You're becoming too sloppy, too emotional.

You'll do better next time, you promise to yourself. Think smart, act even smarter - that's what your mom always advised you and it's about time to start following that piece of wisdow or else you might as well kiss goodbye to your relation.

And god knows that you can't allow that to happen. 

"I'm really upset, y'know?" he says, with a hushed low voice. The vibrations from his throat vibrate in your cheek, still tucked in that cozy corner between his neck and shoulder. "You shouldn't have done that. There was no need for any of that." 

You immediatly agree with him.

"I know, you're right." 

Your words do their trick and he softens up a bit, mostly because he can never stay angry at you for too long. You're lucky enough that he's a complete softie when it comes to you.

Even if it's your fault, even if you're the one creating problems, he always caves at the end. He loves you, the thought always brings warmth to your heart. 

He grabs your hand, gently steering you to stand infront of him, on the space between his legs. There's some wrinkles crinkling his forehead, proof of his distress, and you hold his face with both of your hands, thumb carressing with soft patch of cheek skin. 

"Are you truly sorry for what you did?" 

"I am." you nod your head, giving sad eyes. "I'll do better next time, I promise."

 He seems to believe it, supporting your left hand with his own before giving it a kiss. Butterlies fly in your belly.

"Okay." he says. "Because she's just a friend, nothing more." 

She's a bitch, you bite your tongue to avoid correcting him.

She and every other girl breathing in this planet are bitches. Trying to steal another woman's man, that conniving whore. The black eye and the patch of ripped hair are nothing but a small measure you took to protect your boyfriend, to prevent him from falling in the arms of that clever slut he claims to be nothing but a childhood friend.

She deserved much more damage for the stupid action of hugging him.

"Yes, I know." you force the words out, sickenly sweet and fake. "I'll even apologize to her." 

You won't, but your beloved boyfriend doesn't need to know that. 

He smiles, small and hesitant, but a smile nonetheless. He's forgiven you, pulling you into a warm hug.

"I love you." your throat constricts with love and emotion as you say it.

It's the most pure truth in the universe. You love him like no one ever could. You'll always love him.

Until both of you grow old and wrinkly, surrounded by children and granchildren of your own.

Or until he's dead and cold in his grave because if you couldn't have him, then no one else could. He's yours and yours alone. 

Bnha - Kirishima; Shoto; Izuku; Amajiki; Fatgum.

[honeyhonest]

Hi, I have another request.

A scenario where Fellow and Yuu have a secret relationship that they hide from the others, please 🙏

Whether they get caught or not is up to your imagination.

-Neo

FELLOW REQUESTS SAVE ME FELLOW REQUESTS!!! I missed this little guy so much you have no idea. there's so much to be done with this prompt but alas I am not immune to ramshackle au,,,,

minors get blocked, 18+ only

✧˖°. in the dark

warnings: gn!reader, reader is (ADULT) yuu, RAMSHACKLE AU so jumpscare warning for rollo, not so much smut but penetrative sex is mentioned meh, not a fic mostly just disorganized thoughts again, not proofread

length: decent!

neither of you can quite agree when it started. in fact, it's something you've argued about more than once: Fellow insists it was when he moved into Ramshackle, you say it was "official" the first time you slept together. he had always been flirty, and touchy, and sometimes a little too cute for his own good, but that didn't mean anything until that night you'd come home late from running a last-minute errand for Crowley, and in the midst of bitching about it, Fellow grabbed your chin between his thumb and his pointer finger and kissed you bruisingly, and then unceremoniously fucked you over the kitchen table you had been, as Fellow had said, "kinda a thing", since now, the problem is that this "thing" that you and Fellow are, is very much something you have to keep to yourselves. your friends are already iffy about him living with you, so much so that most of them have subsequently forgiven Rollo Flamme (other Ramshackle resident) because he, too, strongly dislikes the old fox and thinks he can't be trusted with you you suppose they were sort of right not to trust Fellow to keep his paws to himself, but it's not like he's blackmailing or manipulating you into it- unlike MOST OF THE PEOPLE AT THIS SCHOOL WOULD and, of course, neither you nor Fellow are really sure of where your relationship is heading. is it even worth going public if he and Gidel are just going to vanish to some odd corner of the world in a month or two? and that's not even mentioning your situation... all things considered, no one really knows about your domestic little "thing" except for you and Fellow himself- even Grim is blissfully unaware (you wish you could say the same of Gidel, but he keeps giving you these looks whenever you're talking or cooking or sitting with Fellow that unnerve you greatly- he's been silently blackmailing you into more hugs and books with that one). and your friends, of course, your classmates, are completely in the dark it's... for the better (plus, no one is really sure how Crowley would react to the circumstances; turning a blind eye to a known criminal in his school is one thing, but the fuss that the kids would kick up about said known criminal romancing their precious Prefect would cause him a migraine he's better without) and this arrangement, the silent agreement you and Fellow had made, worked when it was only sex and doing the dishes- a few times a week, you'd convene in some corner of Ramshackle with no Gidel or Grim or ghosts, you'd fuck for a few minutes, he'd cum on your stomach, and you'd part ways until dinner or breakfast or whatever dorm meeting was next and then, of course, things got messy though he denies it, it started with Fellow; he was no longer so apathetic about what you did during the day. he didn't like that you spent so much time apart, especially with the Headmage, whom he didn't trust nor like. Fellow began picking more fights with Rollo, who was as nobly intent on protecting you as ever. even the sex carried more weight, more meaning, and Fellow would begin fucking you much harder than before, as if intent on making sure you were visibly marked up and had a little wobble in your step the next day which was not a part of the arrangement. it was the opposite, actually: he was no longer being so discreet about his feelings towards you, and he had decided to make it everyone else's problem which all had to make you rather nervous. there's only so many excuses you can give your classmates about why you're covered in bites before they start to doubt that there's really a disease in your world that can cause teeth-shaped rashes truly, it's only a matter of time before someone mentions how weirdly content and calm you've been lately, or a beastman mutters about how you always smell like someone's been on (in) you...

[llamagoddessofficial]

Now for some angst, what happens when the Bad Sanses accidentally hurt their SO?

teeeeheeeeee

Horror is, sadly, likely to accidentally hurt you. So long working for Nightmare means he forgot how to hold himself back; a lot of his forgotten gentleness comes back instinctively for you but instinct and love only do so much when his body is the way it is. His teeth catch on your lips if he misaligns a kiss, overly excited cuddles can leave bruises, a touch he intends to be tender will cut if he holds his claws the wrong way. It tears him up. He feels so big, so heavy and stupid, fumbling around and hurting the fragile thing he loves most.

You're always telling him that it's okay. The injuries he gives are very minor, they're getting fewer and further between as time goes on and he gets better at managing his strength. But nothing completely soothes him. He has vivid nightmares about accidentally killing you.

Dust is, surprisingly, the least likely to hurt you out of all of the bad guys. He has an excellent level of self control - not to mention his constant face of neutrality, you're famously the only thing that makes this frighteningly powerful creature emote. He moves slowly, thoughtfully, even at his most emotional he restricts his affection to avoid scaring you. A possessive arm around your waist, a slow nuzzle when he's feeling sappy, a claw under your chin to tilt your face up for a surprise silent kiss. You're the only thing he wants to feel for.

Being the least likely to hurt you means he'd have a particularly hard time if he did after all. Especially if it's bad. Dust can be difficult, sometimes, and hurting you makes him completely shut down, withdrawing for fear of losing his last loved one. He'll need time and patience to come back around again. All this LV, all this power, and it's only your forgiveness that can stop him from feeling so small.

Killer is a good boy. Unlike the others, who are all angst and nooo get away from me i'm too powerful, Killer's pretty much entirely at peace with what he is. He's at peace with his feelings too. He doesn't really need to do a lot of self control like the others, he's very relaxed. Everyone who has to put up with him will definitely attest to the fact that he doesn't bother controlling himself. Nightmare will ask you to come over when Killer is in one of his dangerous frenetic moods, because as soon as you're around, all of Killer's energy immediately diverts into trying to get your attention in any way possible.

If he does hurt you, he'd handle it so normally that it seems weird compared to the other bad guys. Profuse apologies, a bit of pretend grovelling. He might 'die of guilt' too (laying flat on the floor until you've stopped laughing long enough to tell him to get up) so be sure to forgive him ASAP.

Nightmare is a proud creature, you won't hear an apology. Gods don't beg.

... Just because you won't hear the apology doesn't mean you won't feel it in the air, though. You can tell he's angry with himself... he's stiff, he's quiet, he avoids eye contact at all costs. What kind of pathetic King thoughtlessly harms his most beloved? He's uncharacteristically meek for a long while; he'll linger in the room with you then vanish without speaking, leave gifts at your door without facing you, field vague questions about how you're feeling then fall quiet again. You can tell he's desperate to be forgiven, but can't bring himself to ask.

Just assure him. It doesn't need to be with words. It could be a loving smile, a squeeze on his arm, a hand on his cheekbone. After that, he can return to normal.

[strawberrymangomochi]

Just a rant about something I got thinking about after yesterday's discord revelations:

There’s this fucked up phenomenon that sometimes happens to conventionally attractive autistic people (especially those who are late diagnosed and/or have learned to “mask” their autism well) where neurotypicals are initially eager to be seen associating with them and try to befriend them because they seem "put together" and “normal” on the surface. But as the neurotypical gets to know the autistic individual better (and the “mask” slowly drops as the autistic individual grows more comfortable around them) they can suddenly turn aloof, distant and in some cases even outright hostile, abandoning the friendship and acting as though the autistic person somehow deliberately “tricked” the neurotypical into believing they were someone they weren’t. Humans have a lot of preconceived notions about what a "normal" person and a "weird" person are supposed to both look and act like, and when the visuals don't match up with the actions, people can get very uncomfortable very quickly.

The cruel irony of it is that the autistic individual really isn't trying to do anything malicious, they're just trying their best to follow society's very convoluted unspoken rules of social interaction-but every relationship, no matter platonic or romantic, will reach a point of intimacy where those rules get too murky for them to successfully interpret and the inherent "weirdness" of the autistic gets exposed. Depending on the specific scenario the neurotypical's rejection could lean more blatant or more subtle-in a grade school setting it might escalate into bullying, in a workplace setting it might mean a more subtle exclusion of the autistic individual from their coworkers, in a romantic setting it might lead to neglect or even abuse by the neurotypical partner-in any case, it has a seriously damaging effect on the autistic individual's self-confidence and sense of worth.

It's also a phenomenon that generally worsens with time-we typically allow some room for "weirdness" in kids and younger teens who can't-and aren't expected-to have mastered all of our strange little unspoken rules of society. But by the time one reaches the age of majority, our collective patience for any deviation from the norm rapidly begins to wear out.

I experienced this firsthand: I was a very "normal" looking child-my clothing was simple but cute, my hair was always done up in a neat braid or pony tail, I had a cute smile and big round curious eyes, I was a little tall for my age but so were many of my classmates, so I didn't stand out in any particularly negative way. I had some hyper-fixations, sensitivities and an overall "quirkiness" which made more than a few teachers raise an eyebrow, but since I was usually well behaved, earned good grades and put on a happy face in public, any minor faux pas was quickly forgiven and forgotten about since I was "such a smart, kind girl from a lovely family" (sound familiar?)

But as I get older, and have less and less mental energy to mask like I used to, the looks of endearment have turned into looks of irritation, confusion or concern, alongside some judgmental comments from people who don't understand why I sometimes think and act the way I do, and why I inherently struggle to navigate certain situations, even when I'm very much not trying to cause trouble or be difficult. Especially because, in the words of my coworkers, I look like "a regular, pretty, twenty-something gal who has her shit together" (spoiler alert: I do not have my shit together.)

Unsurprisingly, given society’s double standards when it comes to maintaining one's physical beauty I’ve seen this discussed among autistic women more so than men, but given Luigi’s...above-average looks I really have to wonder if this sort of thing ever happened to him, and if it had an impact (among other potential factors) on his struggle to find a community for himself post-college. Goodness knows it hasn't made friendships easy for me.

And for the record I’m not trying to downplay the very real struggles of anyone who’s autistic and doesn’t match society’s ridiculous beauty standards, but this is a real thing that I’ve had happen to myself many times and seen happen to other women, just for having the audacity to, uh *checks notes*....not perfectly conform to stereotypes? I guess? And since I think most of us are increasingly confident that Lu’s on the spectrum, this could have made for some VERY frustrating and demoralizing experiences, especially for a guy that was praised for so much of his life for his smarts and his ability to just “figure stuff out”.

[haologram]

unforgiven 🏹 b.sk (teaser)

🏹 synopsis: seungkwan may have been represented by his considerably heartwarming traits, but he ruined his own fate with his vengeful and prideful behavior. despite his flawed outlook, he can still see you in every lover — until it's you, again. 🏹 genre: greek god au ; second chance romance au ; angst ; fluff ; eventual smut ; sort of former enemies/rivals to lovers. 🏹 pairing: athena!boo seungkwan x reincarnated arachne!fem!reader | side pairing: eros!kim mingyu x psyche!chou tzuyu (twice) | side characters: zeus!choi seungcheol ; hades!yoon jeonghan ; hephaestus!jeon wonwoo ; hermes!vernon chwe ; eris!lee saerom (fromis_9) ; more to come. 🏹 word count: 1.6k | full fic: tba! 🏹 rating: 18+. minors do not interact. 🏹 warnings: nudity (and it's normalized so just...deal with it), seungkwan has a lot of guilt and things weighing on him. pet names (angel, threadling, etc.,) i think that's it for the teaser. the full fic is a fucking wreck. 🏹 what to listen to: run away - tzuyu ; cinnamon girl - lana del rey ; take me back to eden - sleep token ; more to come. 🏹 a/n: hey everyone! i'm back...lol. i hope to have this out before november, so just keep your eyes peeled!

IV.

Somehow, Seungkwan was on the other side of the bed.

You were nestled into his naked torso, your lips pouted against his neck. Your hair was a mess around you, your leg flung over his waist as you slept soundly. He rolls his eyes, wondering how to get out of the position without waking you. It's barely dawn, he likes some time to himself before dealing with the mortals that are honestly the bane of his existence.

He gently wraps his fingers around your knee, moving you off his body with precision. He'd never let any of the other mortals sleep in his bed, much less with him, but he knows it's the guilt from killing you off years ago. Unfortunately, Seungkwan is far too aware of his wrongs. In the past, he'd gotten scolded by several of his peers due to his harsh nature. He and Vernon got drunk over an aged wine a few years after your disappearance and Seungkwan admitted he'd jumped the gun on punishment.

What he didn't know was that Vernon spoke to Seungcheol about it, who then spoke to Jeonghan about it. That's how they came up with sending you back to Seungkwan for your last chance at life, maybe you could right your wrongs with each other. You both struggle with pride and yearn to be perfect, never wanting to admit when you're wrong.

But you were human, you knew you couldn't be perfect. You had a softer heart, not having seen the things Seungkwan had seen or lived the life he'd known. Seungkwan had built his walls up nice and high, and rarely let anyone in to take a peek. You in his bed was something he'd never allow if you were just anyone.

He knows it's also his attraction for you coming to the surface. It didn't take a genius to realize that it was this he'd been looking for in every lover he'd ever tried to have – your witty remarks, your obvious disinterest in him or his skills as a god. You weren't looking at him as some being worth worshiping, but someone who needed to be loved, to be held together and forgiven – despite resenting him.

He knows you can't possibly know how much his past decisions weigh on him, but it is scary to think that you can sense something about him. You know something, something that makes him feel uneasy, and it's what's inside. You know his pain, his truth, his heart.

Sighing, he softly rolls you onto your back, covering your bare body with the duvet. It's only half true, what he said about your body – he's amazed at every curve and dimple, he wants to run his hands all over you until the end of time. He likes the way your hips swing as you walk, the bounce in your step and how soft your cheeks are. How soft you are.

What kind of god is he if he gives into his desires? If he sinks his teeth into you like a cat catching a mouse, if he lets you teeter him around like a puppet for just a taste of you? What kind of god is he if he lusts after you when he knows getting involved with mortals won't end well for him, especially when he knows the moment you sink your claws into him, he'd be a goner? Not much of a god then, is he? "Don't go." You murmur, eyes still closed and brows scrunched as you touch his wrist. He jolts slightly, but moves to pull away anyway. "I have to. I need to make your clothes." He whispers back, the sun beginning to peek in through the open window. 

Pouting, you pull him closer. "Just a little longer." "The sky's awake, angel. I have to be up." He works your fingers off his wrist, splaying your hand across his pillow. "I'm still in the room, I'm not going anywhere." This seems to be enough for you, as he grabs the robe you wore the night before and shrugs it on. He wipes at his eyes carefully, stretching before he slides off the bed. He tucks the corner of the duvet under the pillow, watching your fingers grasp at the pillowcase.

He moves around quietly, gathering the linens he'd pinned for you the night before. He sits at his desk, opening his drawer to get his glasses out and prepares needle and thread. Glancing up, he sees you pouting still, burying your face into his pillow with a sigh – and feels a twinge in his chest.

Zeroing back in, he quietly sews the linen as the sun rises slowly. You toss and turn, frustrated sounds coming from the direction of his bed enticing him to look over – but he doesn't. It's not until he accidentally pricks his finger with a pin that he notices you've gotten up and are settling on the floor next to his chair. 

"What are you doing, threadling?" He asks, almost as if he doesn't really care what you're doing. 

"Can't sleep." You mutter, reaching your fingers out to touch his ankle as you lay down, wrapping yourself like a burrito in the blanket. He peers down at you, seeing the way your fingers ghost over his skin when he sighs, pushing his chair back carefully.

"Alright, come on. Get up." 

You groan up at him, feeling him move away from your fingertips as you sit up. "What?" He doesn't respond, choosing to walk away from you and sink back into the bed. He huffs a bit, trying to hide the giddy feeling in his stomach as he sees you slowly approach. "Quickly, before I change my mind." You climb onto the bed at that, abandoning the blanket on the floor as you lay next to him, your arm loosely wrapping around his torso as he pulls the duvet over you. "Don't lay on the floor again, okay? Just ask me to come back."

"I did, you left me anyway." You murmur, a sad look etched on your brows before you sigh into his robe. He stops himself from comforting you, his fingers aching to run through your wild hair and biting back his apology. He sits silently, letting you drift back asleep holding his hip.

He doesn't like wasting the day. He knows he should pry himself away, and pull you out of bed too. He just can't bring himself to disturb your peace that way.

He gives in, his fingers gently stroking your hairline, moving stray hairs off your face. You lean into the warmth of his hand as he moves the hair off your neck, thumbing the shell of your ear carefully before clearing his throat.

"We've got a busy day, Y/N. We need to get up."

His fingers graze your neck softly, before his thumb caresses your jaw. You sigh into the air as you open your eyes, looking up at him. "It's so early." "Early bird gets the worm. You've yet to have breakfast and get dressed. Come on." He's speaking softly, his thumb now tracing circles into your soft cheeks. He can't help it, pinching the fat gently before moving away. Thankfully, you don't question his actions, just sluggishly throw the duvet off your body. He holds up the skirt from before, the ruby red material glittering in the light. "This one, yes? And the pink top? Or the white one?" "What is this, dress-up?" You yawn, and Seungkwan frowns. "Be nice, I made this for you." "Sorry, oh wisest one. Dress me like a doll." You stand and stretch your arms up, and he rolls his eyes as he carefully wraps the skirt around you, feeling your hands on his shoulders as he pins it in place. "Maybe I'll add a little drawstring so it's more secure, hm?" He's speaking to himself, but you nod anyway. "Arms up." He says, before tugging the soft white shirt over your head, carefully slipping your arms through. "There we go. What do you think? Pretty?" He turns you to face the mirror once more, hands on your hips as you sleepily look at yourself. You nod in silence, and he cards his fingers through your hair gently, pulling it back and pulling a piece of white ribbon out of his pocket. He ties the hair back carefully, the ribbon looped into a bow. "So it won't get in the way. Oh, and I'll get started on some shoes for you sometime this week. You'll just be indoors today, so don't worry about getting hurt." You're peering at him through the mirror, your hands folded in front of you as you speak. "Why do you ask if I think the outfit is pretty?" He raises a brow, "Why the question?" "You asked if I think I look pretty. Why does it matter? It's just us." You shrug, the flowing material of the skirt flowing smoothly as you turn to face him. "And it's not like you'd tell a mortal she's pretty, would you?" Seungkwan can feel that same guttural guilt he felt earlier slowly begin to slip away. He couldn't figure you out – you could be so sweet, so flirty and pouty, and then you could be this. Defiant, bratty, argumentative.

"Can't I want to know if you feel good in what I'm making for you? Would you rather I make you wear a sack? Or walk around nude for anyone to see you?" He scoffs, seeing you smile inwardly. "Does anyone involve you?" He doesn't respond, shaking his head as he sinks into his closet.

Yeah. Anyone involves him, and probably just him.

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[yandere-fics]

Lady Selene

The werewolf gods demanded heavy and brutal sacrifices from the wolves and humans that lived under them, unfortunately for them they were not very strong and so a human woman took it upon herself to kill them and become the sole werewolf goddess. Despite her act though she was not looked upon fondly due to the massive war her actions caused and the ensuing curse lead people to find her disgusting. They do not worship her like other supernaturals do their gods, instead they build temples and worship whoever will be her soulmate and temper their gods rage and lust, even though she really hasn't killed in quite awhile. Mostly they're just sick of finding out their god banged their mate one time.

♡ "My dove, can't I be forgiven for a few indiscretions when I merely thought I was doomed to not have any companionship for a thousand years?" ♡

She's an aggressive and needy yandere, nothing is wrong as long as it's between mates and you should just forgive her because she's your mate. She is also secretly very worried you'll take off on her one day because of her horrible reputation. She thinks she was completely justified in having a few flings over the years, even if some of her exes were complete bitches, she just didn't want to be alone while waiting for a soulmate who might never show up knowing how much the other gods hate her. She'll do anything to keep her dalliances from reaching your ears though if she can help it and if not she was already planning on killing anyone she slept with in the past just to make sure you know she's changed her ways since meeting you.

♡ "Soulmates should call each other by their names should they not, it would greatly displease me if you were to call me by my title.... hmm though i would prefer you would call my name a bit sweeter than that, it will have to do for the moment." ♡

Her title is Lady Selene, goddess of the werewolves, she would be very upset if you didn't call her by her name though, would hold you in place and only release you once you call her by just her name, will melt if you call her a sweet nickname like Selly or something of that sort.

♡ "I'm almost 800 years old my dove, I became goddess shortly before the war began, I am the youngest of the gods." ♡

She killed a large majority of the minor gods during the war and was the instigator in the war to begin with since she couldn't control her temper. She was cursed to not find her soulmate for a thousand years as punishment for causing the whole war so she decided to sleep around for awhile cause she thought she would just clean up her act closer to when she was actually going to meet them but the other gods decided it would be an even worse punishment if she met her mate when she wasn't expecting it and didn't have time to clean up her reputation so they lifted it early without telling her.

♡ "My dove, I would never have eyes for anyone than you again, I swear my liaisons with those other women meant nothing." ♡

She was never really attracted to anyone she banged before the curse was lifted, she just needed someone to cuddle at night.

♡ "Job? I'm a goddess, I need no job, I simply do as a please, occasionally I train the pups who want to guard the temple. Simply put, my attention can all go to you." ♡

She does nothing useful as a god except once a year she visits the city for a month or two for diplomacy cause if she didn't she's terrified The Boss would wipe her out for attacking the city during the war but other than that she can focus the entirety of her time on you and she would like you to do the same and will be sad if you don't do the same since soulmates are the most important thing in her opinion even though she didn't really treat it that way before she actually met you.

♡ "I have a fondness for sparring on occasion, it never hurts to stay honed even if those around me can't keep up with me. I also have been known to enjoy alcoholic beverages from time to time. The thing I would say I enjoy most however is you." ♡

Before she met you she also enjoyed sleeping around and picking fights, but now that she actually has you she tries to avoid conflicts and running her mouth because she wouldn't want her fellow gods to make her look like a fool in front of her mate more than they already have. Yes she blames them for her looking like a fool even though it's her own actions that led to this.

♡ "I dislike fools who reject the mating bond and pursue people who are not their destiny. I also dislike when my dove denies me what is rightful mine, your affection." ♡

She doesn't realize how hypocritical that is, after all it's not like she enjoyed any of the people she slept with, it was merely to kill time waiting for her true mate and she thought you would never know because she could hide all the evidence closer to when she was actually going to meet them. Despite the other gods hating her guts, she doesn't hate them, she might not be fond of them especially since they did this but at the end of the day prior to the war when she went a bit crazy slaughtering thousands, they used to be close friends. She does hate The Boss.

♡ "I can do a myriad of things for you, dove. That's the beauty in being with your soulmate, someone who isn't your soulmate could never do what I can do for you." ♡

She's particularly adept at hand to hand combat. She's not as good at tracking because there was a lot of burning during the war and it really fucked up her nose, if she has an item of yours or is very intimately familiar with your scent though then it'll only take her slightly longer than the rest of them to come find her. She's still great at running, it only fucked up her sense of smell but her lungs themselves healed up.

♡ "You're not allowed to leave me, soulmates STAY together, forever. So get your pretty ass back over here and let me love on you." ♡

[devils-sources]

linkin park "from zero": lyric starters.

some minor adjustments have been made for it to make sense to be said in a roleplay context. have fun !

" i know you're waiting in the distance just like you always do. " " you're already pulling me in. " " you're already under my skin. " " i know exactly how this ends. " " i let you cut me open, just to watch me bleed. " " i gave up who i am for who you wanted me to be. " " i don't know why i'm hoping for what i won't receive. " " it's been decided how we lose. " " there's a fire under the altar. " "i keep on lying too. " " i only wanted to be part of something. " " you're too ignorant to fail. " " i can't look you in the eye. " " i can't even tell if you've been telling me a lie. " " you're acting like the truth and your opinion are identical. " " i knew you would burn it just to watch it burn. " " everything was perfect. " " it always made me nervous. " " i cut the bridge we're on. " " you cut the bridge we're on. " " i'll sabotage it all just to watch it fall. " " you'll sabotage it all just to watch it fall. " " i'm too gullible to win. " " i don't have a way to choose. " " i grew up thinking trying meant you never really lose. " " something in my head feels broken. " " i'm holding out, but the pressure keeps growing. " " you will always choose to watch it burn. " " we both know how the story ends. " " you can't win if your white flag's out when the war begins. " " today's gonna be the day you notice. " " i'm tired of explaining what the joke is. " " this is what you asked for. " " look what it's become. " " you should've bit your tongue. " " there's no turning back on this path once it's begun. " " you say you don't want what you can't resist. " " i'm trying to find my patience. " " you won't let me breathe. " " it's all a waste of time. " " i'm so tired of talking over each other. " " i wanna see your side. " " we don't have to be talking. " " let me out. " " set me free. " " i know all the secrets you keep. " " i won't be your casualty. " " i got too complacent. " " i was put through the paces, but i got left behind. " " you were put through the pace, but you got left behind. " " you drew the first blood. " " stop telling me you're something you're not. " " i can see the greed behind your eyes. " " you're hanging on a bareface lie. " " it's all the same to me. " " i know i can't stop it. " " i know i'm out of control. " " i was hanging by a thread. " " i'm beginning to realize you put me over the edge. " " your truth's not rigid. " " your rules aren't fair. " " it's too late for choosing sides. " " i can't hear myself think. " " stop yelling at me. " " i gave you a chance and i already regret it. " " i was trying so hard to be sympathetic. " " you don't get to make amends. " " you lie and lie like i was nothing. " " you pretend that you're spotless. " " we both know forgotten doesn't mean forgiven. " " i gave you everything i have. " " all you give me is your ugliness. " " you're not as honest as you act. " " you're just a devil with a god complex. " " i'm not the enemy you make me out to be. " " i'm so tired of wishful thinking. " " from now on, i don't need you. " " i say i hate you when i don't. " " it's hard to laugh when i'm the joke. " " i'm just taking a shot. " " maybe i'm just too eager. " " maybe i lost the plot. " " maybe the problem is mine. " " don't get too intimate. " " don't get too curious. " " i won't make excuses for the pain i caused us both. " " thank you for standing by me even though sometimes bad things take the place where good things go. "

[herotome]

What level of law breaking would the ros tolerate from an Mc who is perhaps more on the cavalier side when it comes to rules and laws?

LOL hmm great question. Related previous ask: Who would help MC hide a body?

Warden: .... He's so mcfreaking stressed out by this MC. This is going to reflect so badly on him as a leader? Right?? I can see him getting into a lot of arguments with MC like "DONT DO THAT >:(" but still being reluctant to pull the trigger n fire her until MC does something quite severe - so MC will be able to get away with shoplifting, but not arson or dealing hard drugs.

Griffin: If MC is bringing in the big bucks as a hero, Griffin is willing to help cover up and make excuses for a great deal of offenses. Granted, there are times where all press is good press! Speeding and public intoxication (but not BOTH at the same time) would be fine. Arson and hard drugs could be forgiven... but Griffin would be cautious about getting into a serious relationship with this MC, even if there's a chance she enables her. All this being said I can see a situation where Griffin's like "haha we're having fun right" in a casual situationship with a really destructive MC then accidentally falls for real in love and then has to hold interventions and stuff.

Mia: "Omg you can't do that???" She's gonna be a lot of talk and protesting, but she WILL step in if MC actually hurts someone and they might get into a bad physical scuffle. She probably already has some spoiled rich friends who break the law in various minor ways - she doesn't get super close to them, but she hasn't exactly cut them from her life either... so I can see MC getting away with similar things.

Dart: Zero tolerance. You get ONE warning for breaking any rule in front of him - then he refuses to work with you forever. (This being said he will speed illegally trespass if it's necessary to do his job lol-- MC is required to be a perfect law abiding citizen but he is allowed to bend the rules apparently....)

Jade: Laws are made up, who cares. Don't let the others catch you though.

[bright-hope-spot-19]

You know, I've already said this many times, but I'm of the minority who don't think Gaara's well-written, so I've been thinking of ways to improve his character. What other direction could his character have taken to be better? How can he be improved to be more compelling and offer more substance to the plot, other than being another name in Naruto's long list of simps?

Now, I've also made it pretty clear that the first thing Gaara needs is at least one arc where we can see him starting his change. His development has to start from somewhere, so obviously, the first step would be to work, with support from his siblings and Baki, on gaining the village's respect and favor. That's what his first arc would be centered around. Show him not having much success at first before introducing one big event (like saving the village or accomplishing a very important mission) that would eventually lead to him gaining the approval of most, not all, of Suna's population.

After that is done, though, is where I'd introduce a new element to his character that was barely there in canon, but that I believe could make him more interesting: make Gaara sympathize with Sasuke's situation. While every other Kage believes him to be a criminal, let Gaara be the only one to stand up to Sasuke's defense. I thought it'd also be a good way to show Gaara's support for Naruto, but in complete opposite ways. While Naruto defends Sasuke just cause he wants to drag him back to the village, Gaara would defend him cause he genuinely understands his motivations.

Now, while it's true that Gaara had all of one scene in canon, talking to Sasuke and crying for him, in the Kage meeting arc. That didn't amount to much cause 1- Gaara gave up as soon as his sibs gave arguments against Sasuke. I also just find interesting the differing arguments they gave. While Kankuro argues that if Naruto can't convince him or change his mind, then no one can (which, he's honestly got a point there). Temari, same as the other Kage, believed him to be insalvagable cause, in her words, "he's not like Gaara." Which is very funny considering Gaara did way worse things and was forgiven for them. It's just weird, Gaara immediately gives up upon hearing his siblings' words. Why would he listen to them? Objectively speaking, they're still his inferiors in ranks. And 2- in canon, he was pleading for the same case as Naruto: in hopes Sasuke would give up his revenge and go back to the Leaf.

So, the change I'm suggesting is for Gaara to better comprehend Sasuke's situation, cause as he himself said: they were very similar once. I know some people hate comparisons between Gaara and Sasuke, cause while Gaara just bent the knee to the system that harmed him, becoming a political figure supporting and enforcing said system, Sasuke refused to settle down, and seeked justice through revolution. That's precisely why I believe it'd be such a great addition to Gaara's character to become a Sasuke supporter and defender. He not only understands him better than most, which is something he has in common with Naruto, but unlike Naruto, he wouldn't be asking Sasuke to give up. He'd try and support his endeavors in a way that benefits Sasuke but without having to hurt any third, uninvolved parties.

It'd also be a great way to show Gaara still hasn't completely forgiven the system that turned him into a monster. He still feels some hatred and resentment for the big people in charge, which is why he'd understand Sasuke so much and want to support him. It would also make for delicious conflict once Sasuke forms Taka and goes to capture Killer B. Gaara would try and stop him cause even he thinks capturing the Raikage's brother is going too far, but Sasuke can't be stopped. I also can't help but think how this would also reflect positively on Kankuro and Temari. Their role as supporting characters is to, well, support Gaara's decisions cause he's the 'main/important' member of the group. I believe that if he decided to support Sasuke, they'd eventually agree to it as well, even if it took some convincing at 1st (Temari would need way more convincing than Kankuro. Looking at their points of view in the Kage meeting arc, it felt like she hated him the most. Kankuro was just hopeless cause, in his opinion, "If Nart can't, then no one can.' That's why I believe if he was told there's a way to really side with Sasuke without hurting anyone, he'd immediately agree to it).

That's all I've thought of, for now. A way to make Gaara (and consequently his siblings, as they see themselves affected by his decisions) more appealing and add more to the plot, all while creating more interesting conflicts and giving the viewers more Gaara-Sasuke interactions which I think, would be greatly appreciated.

[folcanta]

I'll be your docent for today.

yeah so I want to take a little look at the scroll of Fanelia because when I first saw it, it made me think of old "Indian" and "Persian" art, but that's such a vague description. I'll basically be walking through this like a tour guide in a museum, giving my best estimates and interpretations, that's all.

Aside from the scroll, we don't see more figurative painted art from Fanelia (we see the murals) but we do have other art with which we can compare and contrast. This is sculpture rather than illustration, but the inspirations are similar and so it helps orient us to a place.

Yamantaka and Vajrapani

This is the broken statue on the ground of burnt-out Fanelia in episode 17. It's the flames that really do it for me. The deities depicted above are, respectively, "the destroyer of death" and "holder of the thunderbolt," and like this beastly draconic figure, they're depicted with flame aureolae.

Two Garuda (Hindu and Buddhist deity,) one mounted on the roof of a Tibetan temple— at the corner of the roof similar to the Thai chofa— and one ridden by Vishnu.

Alright. Now, the scroll, Fanelia's ancient texts (or part of them.)

So it looks like this was painted onto woven material rather than being embroidere because we can see some of the pigment's worn off. The border/register could be painted on or it could mean it was fixed to an additional textile, as was common with Tibetan thangka paintings.

Ah and look, you can see the membrane of its wings and the energist in its chest. Man, see at the guy on the far left, running but holding the hand of his fallen wife/child? Brutal. Also, it looks like the dragon got in past Fanelia's gates if that's what the structure on the right is. Interesting... perhaps this was an inciting event which kicked off the tradition of killing dragons? It's being highlighted here and we haven't heard/seen of dragons entering Fanelia aside from episode 22, when they're roaming the ruins. Which might imply that this dragon is only here because it was provoked. Perhaps shortly after the proper founding of Fanelia...? The dragons must've lived here first, right?

if you saw old Persian art you might be forgiven for thinking it were more far east than middle east, but these are just names given to huge regions with constant overlap. Nowhere is a monolith, and Central Asia did numbers as far as bridging Asias major and minor. But of course, the Escaflowne team couldn't pull inspiration for the dragons from Tibetan, or Bhutanese, or even Persian art, because the dragons were much too similar to east asian dragons! Check this out:

Ferdowsi's Persian epic, the Shahnameh

Eastern dragons wouldn't hold any negative connotations for the target audience. So Escaflowne's land dragons look different. They still hold wish-granting pearls, the dragons are still venerated and are benevolent unless provoked, but they can't look familiar, or else they take on a different character. It makes the reveal of their base goodness more impactful if we think they're ugly and ferocious.

(It's not my opinion that the dragons are ugly, lol— they follow a more European design, and dragons in medieval/european folklore were almost exclusively a symbol of evil, and often annanalogue for the devil, so they were supposed to look weird and nasty. I don't equate ugliness with evil, but a lot of people did!)

Let's take a look at the statue in Asturia vs the many-times repeated (in western Europe) motif of St. George and the Dragon.

Asturia supposedly worships a kind of sea dragon, called Jeture/Jichia/ジェチア, who has the power to grant righteous wishes and punishes ill-intended ones. If so venerated, why then this statue of a person killing a dragon? Just like how Fanelia is "protected" by the same dragons they kill, this makes Asturia as much of a hypocrite. To drive that home, we only see this statue while Folken is talking about man's impulse toward slaughter.

This much more European statue and the tower next to it provide a strange contrast to the Arab or even Babylonian architecture of the city. This statue, complete with halo and mimicking the "stepping on the devil" motif, invokes a much more Christian connotation than, at the very least, the area the royals occupy.

also it's funny to me that the name of the sea god, Jichia, is so similar to Arabic jizya— the tax levied on non-Muslim citizens in places like Al-Andalus (Andalusia) during various Caliphates and empires in exchange for protection and abstaining from conscription. Asturia's paying the tax for not being Asian lmao

The real life Asturias in northern Spain was the home of Celtic peoples, and later a stronghold in defiance of the Muslim conquest, which was helped by being sequestered by the mountains— it was a pain in the ass to get there. To me, this might mean that the fictional Asturia, too, is in denial of what gave it greatness, in pursuit of a more "sophisticated" European image, but just can't quite bring itself to tear down its gates of Ishtar. Asturia seems like a bit of an opportunist, in their alliances! Appearing as one thing to then reveal a disingenuous truth? Yup, we're in Allen Schezar territory alright. Allen "Shockingly Arab Surname" Schezar territory.

Anyway I don't think it's just Persian art that's inspiring the scroll, though. The armour on the main figure resembles the GOAT of all time, the Timurids and/or Mongols, and their influence on Tibet by way of China (mainly.) I am going to move on now though to old Indian art. The thing that made me think of it in the first place are the large eyes and noses in profile.

Also the facial hair. Based on how everyone else looks, and based on the mountains that stretch from Fanelia to Freid (practically mirroring the Himalayas) it makes sense to me that there are stylistic similarities between Goau and Mahad that don't appear on anyone else. Even the casual clothes in Fanelia look more like Freid's than any other place/people. Both Mahad and Goau wear the same shade of royal purple, too! But Goau's entire outfit is purple, and Mahad's flourish is just a sash draped over a white outfit. In Escaflowne, truth/awareness is represented by white/pale blue light. In that case, I'll also take his sash to mean that being a ruler is only half of who he is. A man of the people.

i'm in love with him

this bitch can suck eggs

Not to blow it wide open, but: these guys are supposed to be literary parallels. This happens via Chid, Van basically acknowledges this but it's through reaction, not words. Mostly. Van encourages Chid not to doubt Allen, the same way Balgus encouraged him— for a time, until he stopped— not to doubt Folken; doubting Folken has/had been a torturous task for Van. Chid, being a young boy with the burden of a country at war on his shoulders, depicts how Van and Folken were, or could've been, ostensibly brought up by their father, knowing what we do about how Balgus trained them, and about Fanelia's militancy in general. We do not see the brothers interact with Goau at all save for 1 moment, Van's birth— so Duke Freid is filling that in for us. However in a few key places, they're also very different guys, just as nothing in Escaflowne is as it seems on first pass.

It makes sense narratively, and the visuals serve to suggest that link— but, in classic Escaflowne fashion, it doesn't have to stand out, it's just played straight.

Mountain ranges are not just barriers, they also create bridges. It does also make sense geographically, not just for the literal area above but the general area and inspiration of south asia— mountains stretching down to a steppe/plateau, or right down to the water in the case of Freid. That type of environment exists in Japan, but also Iran, Indonesia, India, Taiwan, to name a few.

I mentioned Persian and Indian art. The little figures in the scroll are pretty simple, and there actually isn't a lot of art from the region that depicts people like this. There's no art from Japan that depicts people like this. Finding pre-buddhism Tibetan art is next to impossible. But! We have other places we can look at. Let's go back in time then to Sumer. Sumer was the first of what we consider civilisation, located in Mesopotamia, or modern-day Iraq in the Middle East/Western Asia:

Standard of Ur, 2600 BC, "Peace" side and "War" side.

One thing that's notable about Sumerian art is this is where we first see (since it's so fucking old) hierarchy of proportion. That is, you can see who's the king here because he's bigger than everyone else. It will appear in ancient Egyptian art as well as in Christian art. That's also in keeping with the Fanelian scroll:

it's interesting that Escaflowne the mech doesn't appear in the scroll! This must be from before they had it. But so, the king collects the energist— there it is, shining next to him— and there's nowhere to put it! Of course, under Folken's hand, we know there's more of the scroll to read, but we never see it. Because he stops to comfort Van. And maybe, that renders the rest of the scroll and its morals moot. Maybe it's more important to cast tradition aside, eh boys?

Okay so obviously Van's coronation armour and sword look like what's depicted in the scroll. What we have here is a cuirass— armour for the torso which includes breastplate and back— and what's called lamillar armour, worn over a layer of chainmail (bunched around his neck; easier to see in closeups.) The same symbolic shorthands for chainmail is used throughout the series and in the film.

Lamillar armour is made up of little plates. Like most things, it arrived in Japan via the Chinese, who were crafting it all the way back in the 5th century BCE. It would be so great to see what the rest of it looks like— afaik we never see it on Goau either (Goau's armour is black) so it's likely strictly ceremonial. Check out the metaphor of his armour literally not fitting him! As for the helmet, it looks like a dragon (fangs, eyes,) it looks like Escaflowne, it looks like a stupa, and it's very Central Asian or Tibetan in construction.

The holy man/priest in the back's got that Goau/Mahad royal purple hat.

Buddhist stupas/chortens The shape of the stupa represents the Buddha, crowned and sitting in meditation posture on a lion throne. His crown is the top of the spire; his head is the square at the spire's base; his body is the vase shape; his legs are the four steps of the lower terrace; and the base is his throne.

It would be wrong, too, to assume that chainmail and armour of this style is isolated to Europe. Tibetan chainmail is noted as being remarkably well-crafted in historical accounts. And look at that damn helmet!

But let's go back to Sumer for a moment.

While the examples I shared are from an artefact called a "standard" (typically a flag or banner intended to rally the people or be easier to identify by ones comrades) no one actually knows what its purpose was, other than that it portrayed some aspect of Sumerian society, maybe a singular event— a battle and celebration of victory.

One theory is that this employs a visual parallel with the literary device of merism (which we know was used by the Sumerians in other works) in which the totality of a situation is described through the pairing of opposite concepts. An often-cited example of merism is Genesis 1:1, when God creates "the heavens and the earth." The two parts (heavens and earth) don't refer only to the heavens and the earth— they refer to the heavens, the earth and everything between them: God created the entire world, the whole universe.

So, the Standard of Ur may have been intended to depict two complementary concepts of Sumerian kingship to tell us about everything in between. And when I was thinking about this, and thinking about Folken telling Van this isn't the only way to live, I realised... I like the idea that the scroll is showing us only one side to Fanelia's kingship, but it's hardly the truth in full. Escaflowne— the anime, the story itself— is showing us another :^) only through this exploration do we see a more full, more complex picture.

[vaztori]

hi are u taking request? read ur san oneshot and i like it sm ⭐ so what if husband!hwa being such a tease to reader whos touch starved but theyre still fighting and hwa saying "aren't you still angry" like that? smh he'll sound irritating 🙄🤚🏻 yet i'm in my mood to sassy hwa lmao btw holy moly ur theme sickkkk

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aren't you still angry?

SUMMARY; seonghwa looks too good tonight that even makes you want to be touched by him. the problem is, you're still angry and you feel extremely ashamed to say it out loud.

FEATURING; seonghwa x afab!reader

TAGS; fluff, marriage au (husband!seonghwa), non-idol au, smut (MINORS DNI!)

WORD COUNT; 1.3 K

WARNINGS; use of pet names, degrading words, fingering, nipple play, pussy slapping, mentions of arguing, and hwa is such a tease here prolly makes you irritated lol

NOTES FROM KALA; scrolled through my gallery and found this photo of hwa that made me- HOLD UP THIS MAN'S GORGEOUS AF

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Seonghwa glances at you, his wife who seems to be fidgety or something, he can't really tell, as your feet keep moving, making Seonghwa unconsciously notice.

"You okay?" he asks. His eyes are filled with worry, even though you're still fighting and haven't really forgiven each other.

You bite your lip.

No, you are not.

Definitely not okay.

You don't know why, but it feels like you desperately want your husband tonight. Seonghwa's appearance tonight is enthralling, so tempting, and it's dangerous for you. The way his satin pajamas shape his broad chest, oh, your eyes can take a look at his cleavage. And let's not forget the glasses perched on his sharp nose, which he uses to clarify his vision because he is making a report. You do have a thing with people wearing glasses. And seeing your husband wearing his reading glasses makes your way of breathing strangle. You are trying to be casual, but it's so hard because,

Seonghwa looks so tempting when you are still angry and fighting with him.

It's embarrassing if you're the first one to wave the white flag of surrender because you caused the problem. It was a small fight at first but for some reason, it became very intense and now you're the one sulking at Seonghwa. Though he should be the one who's angry at your childish attitude.

"You keep spreading your legs for no reason. Want something, hm?" asks Seonghwa while cupping your cheek gently with his palm. You are sitting side by side, both of you just minding your business. You're watching a comedy TV show that you think isn't funny at all, such a waste of time. You don't need any bullshit jokes right now. Because Seonghwa's lips are the most attractive thing tonight, making you instinctively want to kiss him.

But you don't.

You hold back.

You're still holding on to the dignity. Stubborn as you are but your heart wants him as much.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

Seonghwa grins. His left eyebrow raises. He knows you need him. It's so obvious that he can interpret your body's reaction exactly. He can feel you tensing up when he looks at you, as well as the faint blush on both your cheeks and now you're crossing your legs like you're trying to hold back your arousal. He's aware of that. Your body movements are so agitated for someone who says "Nothing, I'm fine".

"You sure? You seem.. suffering," Seonghwa's grin getting wider. Suffering because you are resisting the urge to kiss him and the desire to be touched by your husband, to be more precise.

"I'm fine, Seonghwa. Just go back to whatever you were doing, don't mind me."

"Okay, love." Seonghwa strokes your shoulder, giving you a gentle massage that makes you bite your lip, such an unnatural reaction. Not like the usual you.

Seonghwa knows what you want, of course. He fucking knows. But he wants you to say it, wants you to get used to communicating with him no matter how angry you are because well, the habit of shutting yourself up because of an argument but still acting sulky is irritating to Seonghwa.

Seonghwa is sure you're feeling irritated too, right now. Because you suddenly click your tongue, and it sounds like the angry one you usually give him on special circumstances.

"What is it? Stop clicking your tongue as if you want me to understand what you want." Seonghwa adjusts his glasses, looking at you sharply. "You need to learn to ask nicely. Because really, I don't understand if you just click your tongue like that and say you're doing fine."

You pout, and whimper at Seonghwa. With doe eyes, your fingers tug at the hem of his satin pajamas, all while your mouth still releases whining sounds. "Seonghwa,"

"Yes, love?"

"I want you."

Seonghwa chuckles. His face looks surprised, not believing what you're saying to him, and it's a reaction that has the meaning of sarcasm. "Aren't you still angry?"

"Forget it. I forgive you for tonight because you look so good now."

"Oh, just for tonight? What if tomorrow night you want me again?"

"Seonghwa," you whine loudly. Resentful of the way he teases you, resentful of the way he plays with you like a child. The man giggles. He takes off his glasses, leaving his report behind because he wants to give you all his attention. His gorgeous wife, you, seem to want something but are embarrassed to say it because of your pride.

"Stop being such a whiny baby and talk properly. When we were arguing you looked fiery and shameless."

Such a tease.

Seonghwa, your husband, loves to tease you so much that his back sometimes is being the victim of your punches."Speak up, my love. I'm all ears."

"I said that already, I want you." You look away afterward, feeling embarrassed. But Seonghwa's face follows the direction of your eyes, forcing you to only look at him.

"And why do you want me, when you're still angry? I thought we're still fighting, tho."

"I said forget about our fight, or do you want me to be angry every day?"

"Oh, behave, love." Seonghwa chuckles. "Behave when you need someone to serve you down there."

Seonghwa's hand slowly travels to your thigh. That's easy for him to do since you're only wearing his oversized white shirt and panties. His hand gives a gentle stroke while keeping his eyes on your expression. Smirks when you're trying so hard to cool with it while your chest breathes heavily, all tense up because of his touch. "Cockhungry slut."

Your arousal gushes out, you can feel it. It's the way he calls you slut, while he takes care of you like you're such a little princess. Delicate. Arousing. How can he manage to be like that? Acting so fucking sweet while his pretty lips keep talking dirty.

Your breath hitches as Seonghwa's forefinger rubs the wet patch of your panties, moving it to the side and touching your clit softly. "Aren't you still angry? You usually get rid of my hand immediately when you're angry. So it's true I look too good tonight to handle?"

"Seonghwa, you will make me angry even more if you keep teasing me like this."

"Oh, so you'll be angrier if i don't satisfy you?"

You smack Seonghwa lightly on the chest, feeling humiliated by the way he spoke. But eyes don't lie. Your eyes show how much you want to be touched by Seonghwa.

"Stop teasing me, Seonghwa..." You reply softly. Your cheeks flushed like sunset, and it's like a little show for him, Seonghwa enjoys this.

"And why do I have to?"

You moan, automatically spreading your legs to give Seonghwa's fingers more access to play with your pulsating clit. He smiles triumphantly, mixed with his mischievous expression. And with such a quick movement, he lands one slap on your clit, earning a jolt and more arousal from your aching cunt.

"You like that?"

You bite your lip, nodding aggressively with your eyes squeezed shut. Unable to form words now, your brain is already clouded, and your thighs are shaking as Seonghwa gives you another slap on the clit, even harder and it stings yet you feel the pleasure as your heart is racing like a thousand fireworks explode inside your chest.

Seonghwa doesn't reply to your words, focusing on the expression on your face that is formed because of pleasure, because he's making you feel good. He's busy carving your beautiful face in his memory because he swears, tonight you also look perfect in his eyes. His two fingers slowly enter your cunt, dragging out and then back in gently. You sigh at the stretch out Seonghwa's two fingers give you, he's well experienced at this one. He rotates his fingers inside you, forming a come-hither motion then his thumb rubs circles on your abused clit which makes you arch your back and moan Seonghwa's name.

"Seonghwa, please, don't stop!" you whine, your hands moving instinctively to your torso, squeezing your own breasts and giving soft strokes on your nipples. Seonghwa moves closer to you and plants a peck on your lips.

"Aren't you still angry, love? So now you already forgave me because I can make you feel good?"

Oh, god.

He is indeed, such a tease.

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[blahblah-blah24]

this might get me a lot of hate but I feel it needs to be said.

I do not think the emoji community is ready to have this conversation about the ethics of outing theirs or others so called abusers. What I mean by that is minors who are usually in the age ranges of 14-16 being outed publicly for hundreds, thousands, somtimes it gains traction of MILLIONS. Prime example of that being Tonto/Freddy. I am a firm beliver in second chances if you prove you have changed. Especially if you are a young teenager. Double especially if you are a mentally unwell teenager. Obviously there are things that are not forgivable. (SA, Physical abuse, etc). But most if not all of these kids getting publicly shamed and cast out is not justified. Mind you I'm saying this as an adult (26). There is a lot, I mean a lot, of growing and changing as a person that happens within teenagers. A lot of these kids end up trying to defend themselves, then just collapsing under the stress and harassment. Most of these people who post call outs and announcements in servers claim to not endorse harassment and to just leave the person alone. And how well has that happened?

The other point I will be making is the targeting, intentional or not, of mentally unwell people in this community. Every time one of these kids (Minors) get outed I see the so called proof, and it's just the kid panicking or they have an episode. Obviously again there are some things that can't be forgiven. But for these people you advocate for mental health positivity and help, they sure are quick to jump on someone who is struggling with it. It is so so so important that people realize not everyones struggling is 'pretty'. As someone who has bipolar, when I was a kid I was struggling so hard with my mental health. I said stupid things and did stupid stuff that hurt others. Never was I doing it on purpose. Mental health can be scary. It can look like just feeling sad for a long time- all the way to feeling so much rage and anxiety you crack and break under the intense emotions. For anyone who is struggling with mental that isn't 'pretty', just know I see you and I am here for you. Do not lose your battle. It will get better.

-🦎🌴

I actually agree with basically all you said and that’s probably gonna get me some hate too (what’s new though) I’ve also been in a place like you mentioned when I was younger and it really is no fun

No struggle is pretty but you can grow from it into a wonderful person/adult. I believe that for everyone

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hear me out!

Drunk SVE adventurer (bonus Camilla and Magnus). Imagine them being so so drunk, they started to talk/do weird stuffs around the farmer, like it would be hilarious.

Additional idea, which one of them would get drunk easily?

I heard you out, dear anon, and your idea is wonderful! Thank you so much for the inspiration and I hope you enjoy this little hc ☺️❤️ (I also added Jadu, hope it's ok 😃)

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Lance:

Lance handles his alcohol pretty well, so it takes at least two or three bottles of good strong wine to notice a difference in his behavior. He becomes more energetic and flirtatious, and more persistent in gaining attention if his drunken ass sees the object of his admiration (*cough cough* Farmer). That said, his tongue will not lash out and his speech will remain confident. At times, the pink-haired adventurer may utter a phrase that his conscience and upbringing would not allow when sober. He would break a couple of minor rules by showing Farmer magic he shouldn't have used without a good reason, but Lance is usually forgiven (privileged bitch). Will get up in the morning without a hangover, and won't forget to apologize if he went too far in last night's binge.

Isaac:

In Isaac's case, the mood varies: the silent adventurer will either finally shed his mask of the perpetually frowning monster hunter and have a little fun, or he will completely withdraw into himself and just get drunk, not really wanting to talk to anyone. How he will behave depends on the situation, the company and the place where he empties the mugs of beer. His attitude towards the Farmer also varies. He may yell at them, or he may pull them in by the collar to have a drink with him. If the Farmer is at all lucky, Isaac will share stories from his past and won't punch Farmer in the face if they asks questions about his life. He becomes louder and more aggressive after the third bottle of strong liquor, and he will have a terrible hangover, but because of his pride he won't tell anyone about it.

Alesia:

Getting together after a tough mission with friends, drinking stronger beverage, sharing stories and tales of adventures? Alesia will not miss the opportunity to relax in the company, because with her work and huge responsibility such an gathering is very rare. The sniper tolerates strong whiskey or ale quite well, and even with alcohol in the blood will behave calmly and remain "the voice of reason" in the company. If Alesia drinks an extra mug, she will become much more agile and cheerful - starting to tell Farmer and other younglings about her adventures, making toasts more often than anyone else, something like that. But please stop her if she gets the idea of "archery" in this state. Alesia take a hangover like a champ when she wakes up. Another fond memory with a great group of friends and colleagues, it was a good night!

Jadu:

Dedicating most of his free time to studying manuscripts and brewing potions, Jadu rarely drinks alcohol with company, so a few mugs of beer/ale are enough to get him tipsy. The first sips of alcohol give him a boost of energy that can't be compared to anything else - Jadu is ready to conquer mountains and tame dragons! The next sips knock all his bravado away and he becomes very sleepy. Someone's comment about Jadu not being able to handle drink hurts his ego and he demands another mug, proving to everyone that he can (and perhaps secretly showing off in front of Farmer). What happened after the third mug of booze Jadu no longer remembers, as he woke up in bed with a headache. Some say he was wild, others say he just passed out and fell asleep. Who to believe now is unclear.

Camilla:

If this woman allowed herself to do as she pleased when sober, after a couple of bottles of the best wine, Camilla will party like it's her last chance. Magical banter, table dancing, arguing and coaxing someone to kiss/flirt/kick someone. Will pay special attention (hell knows why) to the Farmer and start dragging them into dodgy adventures. A magic carpet ride? No problem, she'll conjure it up and you can get on and fly! Want to see mythical creatures? One snap of the fingers and a griffin or some other beast will appear. In the morning, the witch is not afraid of a hangover: one elixir - and the headache is gone. With a smug smile Camilla will walk around her domain, help others with fixing broken things after the "night", and no one will do anything to her for mischief.

Magnus Rasmodius:

Magnus is probably the most careful and responsible of the whole company when it comes to alcohol. Because he knows very well that after an extra glass of wine he can become quite chatty (and maybe a little sad). Noisy parties are preferred to quiet gatherings in his tower or in the forest. Farmer might notice, while drinking wine with the wizard, that the more glasses Magnus drains, the stranger the atmosphere becomes. They probably question their own ability to withstand alcohol, but Magnus will assure them that it's his magic just... slightly out of control. Because of the wine. Not a big deal, but it looks pretty funny. And beautiful - magic in the air. Magnus won't go wild and drink more than he can handle, so don't expect anything weird from him.

[mariekavanagh]

Not strictly Black-family related but I find the fandom's interpretation of MWPP's friendship one-dimensional? They were the bestest of friends and nothing could get between them. I don't think it was like that after the Snape prank incident: James was horrified, Remus felt betrayed and humiliated, Peter was trying to lighten the mood and go back to how things were, and Mr. Black went about without a single care in the world because he did nothing wrong (just a prank bro). I think Remus and Sirius' relationship was strained after that. Remember during the war they grew distrustful of each other.

I very much agree. So many interpretations in fanfics feel either very one-dimensional or just plain cringy. Of course that's my opinion, if you enjoy those stories then good for you, I wish you pleasant reading.

None of our friendships are truly one-dimensional, humans are too complex for that, and this is even more the case with teenagers, who are going through a time of intense personal change and development. How many times to kids declare to be best friends forever, fight and reject each other, only to end up back at square one again? If we properly look at each other these characters, it's easy to see how their relationships both as a group and individuals would probably have gone through many minor tests and upsets.

Of course the Snape incident would have been a massive event in the group's dynamic. I agree that it probably would have been a massive tester of Sirius’s friendship both with Remus and James (I don't think it would have had that much significance with Peter - I don't think Sirius ever thought as much of him as Remus and certainly not as much as James, and Peter wouldn't have been one to stir things up no matter his personal opinions). I've no doubt that Remus would have felt hurt and exploited by being basically used by Sirius in this way, and no matter James's personal opinion of and treatment of Snape, I can't see him being able to overlook the fact that Sirius could have outright killed him.

I can see Sirius attempting to play down what he did and outwardly brush it off or claim the others were overreacting, purely due to his stubborn nature and finding admitting he was wrong very hard to do - but in reality I think he must have admitted his wrongdoing and expressed regret, if not actually apologising, for his friendship with James to remain so strong. By this point in time, James had begun to mature, more so than Sirius seems to have, and I can't see him being able to brush off such a dangerous and treacherous act from Sirius if he didn't admit he was wrong.

As much as Remus would have felt understandably hurt and betrayed by Sirius’s actions, I can't see him displaying his feelings as outwardly as James may have. The books tell us that James and Sirius's relationship was the bedrock of the group, Remus and Peter were the lucky two to be allowed to be friends with them. Remus may not have wanted to be too outwardly angry or to reject Sirius for fear of losing his place in the 'cool' group, as well as it meaning losing out on one of his precious few companions during full moons. But I like to hope that at some point he did get to understand that Sirius was regretful of his actions, perhaps via an outright apology, which would be a big thing for Sirius to do and would all the more demonstrate his desire to be forgiven.

But even after the group had moved on from this, I wonder if it ever still lurked in the background, ready to be brought up again as fodder during an argument or difficult period. As you said, everyone began to distrust each other during the war, and this incident could be used against Sirius’s character. Remus did spend twelve years believing he was guilty, after all.

[doodle17]

Some DR theories that made me realize they should've hired me to write the Bendy Lore

I'm just gonna dive right in okay? Okay. First things first:

Audrey is not a Drew.

At least her soul isn't. Hear me out, why did all those failed attempts call Joey, her "father" uncle? That's not just some- weird flaw I don't think. Also, it has been proven time and time again that you cannot, I repeat, CAN NOT create a perfect living thing from the machine without a soul. Ink Bendy is a perfect example of that

One of the first things we hear the Ink Demon say is "A voice... A soul..." Why would he say that if Audrey was just made completely out of ink. It doesn't make sense.

Which is why, I think Audrey isn't a Drew. She's a Stein. This will come back later it is crucial to my next theory, I promise, so I'm quickly going to talk about:

"Everyone is just an ink copy"

See that? That's bullshit right there. I've already said you can't make a perfect thing unless it has a soul inside of it, unless you excuse the searchers and lost ones.

I really do think that Henry, Allison, Tom etc. Are all the real people. Henry is an interesting case, however.

I think it's in scraps of paper hidden in the Employee Handbook (the original one) saying something about how an employee was worked to death. Literally, found dead at their desk. Who's to say that wasn't Henry?

Joey could have had plans for an ink clone of Henry but was unable to execute it. So? Use the real Henry's soul for the copy. There ya go. It could possibly explain why some of Henry, and characters like Sammy, have their memories so jumbled up.

Now back to the topic of Audrey, what if Henry had a daughter? Joey always wanted a family, right? Seeing Henry have what he didn't definitely would have pissed him off.

So, if we were to assume that when Joey invited people over, like Allison, he could've totally sacrificed them to the machine. What if he invited Henry's daughter? And with her he could finally get what he's always wanted.

Audrey is Henry's daughter's soul

We learn that once your soul is trapped/bound to your character, you start to lose your memories, and even have false ones replacing who you really are. It happened to Buddy as he slowly forgot who he was, and started becoming more like Boris, until Buddy had seemingly faded away completely.

It could explain why Audrey has no memories of her childhood. Why she doesn't remember where she came from. Because she's not supposed to.

Audrey is really Henry's daughter, but her soul is now inside a different body, and believes she's Joey Drew's daughter instead.

Speaking of Joey, let me bring up my other theory:

Memory Joey was lied to as well

I know people think memory Joey is lying, and, while, yeah he totally could be, what if he doesn't even know he's lying?

Remember that Joey most likely made Memory Joey, and he could have told/made him to believe in everything he tells Audrey. The reason reason he seems so genuine in what he's telling us is because he was made to be that way. BUT remember when I said that you can't make something perfect without a soul? Remember how I said real memories can be replaced by false ones?

That could have happened to Joey. What if with his dying breath he became Memory Joey? He doesn't even remember who he really is or all the terrible things he's done because he designed himself to be the perfect "doesn't murder his coworkers for experiments" kind of boss, who made a few oopsies, but can easily be forgiven.

I hope this doesn't come off as ramble-y and doesn't make sense fam, but I swear this would have been a MUCH better concept

I love Dark Revival, don't get me wrong, but there is no way that none of the people we meet are just copies.

And I know there's a reason all the failed Audrey's called Joey uncle... That wasn't just some minor mistake...

[unconditionalcaretaker]

I stared at this post for a solid ten minutes but I don't want to hijack it in tags because it is saying something good. But it really upset me.

you still gotta forgive yourself, like that's non-negotiable, dude

It's non-negotiable? We cannot be any good unless we forgive ourselves? If it is true that we have to forgive ourselves then I really am fucked because I don’t know if I can do that. I could forgive anyone else in the same position, and much worse positions. I have forgiven people who physically, mentally, and sexually abused me and the people I love. But I have been trying repeatedly for the whole of my life to forgive my own even minor infractions and it simply does not happen reliably. I hope it will happen before I die that I will stop hating myself and forgive myself completely for all things, but I can't guarantee that. If I'm being realistic, I live with an incurable disease and there will probably always be times when I loathe myself and live with my own mind as if with an extremely unfortunately roommate. All I can do is continue trying and hope that I still have some worth to others in the meantime.

The comments are full of people saying that, if you don't forgive yourself, it's because you think you're too "special," an exception. But I'm not special - I know that. I’m just like everybody else, and we all have problems. It's because this was the life that was given to me in particular to live that I can't just let go - I was responsible for this one. I messed this up and therefore I cannot stop trying to fix it. How can I be expected to stop trying to fix it? Maybe there is still a fundamental self-centeredness to that, and if so, it enrages me. I don't know.

There are other people saying that if you don't forgive yourself, you can't admit what you did. That's not true. I've been a bad friend, in the sense of being inconsiderate and absorbed in my own trauma an desires, not asking about other people enough, not managing my illness in a way that makes me safe for them to be around. I've mooched off of others when I was homeless in college, making them feel guilted and pressured and in over their heads when honestly I should have been in a psyche ward. It was manipulative. I've been a bad partner. I've promised to be there for people unconditionally and then let them down when the going got hard. I've failed to give back to my community the way that I should because I was too self-centered and I've failed to integrate into society smoothly. I've failed the people around me in so many ways, so deeply. I know and admit and grieve that from the bottom of my heart and I try every day to change. But I don't forgive myself.

And there are people who are saying that, if you think you'll never get better, then you won't try to analyze your behavior, you won't try to change. But all I do is analyze my behavior and try to change, even though I feel that it's hopeless. I've been to eight years of therapy, even believing it was hopeless, and it helped despite that fact because therapy is meant to help people who feel that they can't be helped. I think I will not become a good person in the 80-100 years I have on this Earth - that seems like an outlandish thing to hope for. But I will die trying, because what else do I have? What other meaning is there to life? Nothing. I have to try.

But I know that no matter how I argue against this opinion, or what I say, I will still feel broken for the rest of the day at least. Because every opinion that comes to me must be taken vigilantly and assessed. Someone in the world thinks I am worthless unless I forgive myself. How, then, can I forgive myself today? How can I do this better? I will prove that I'm trying. I'll do anything. I will go and do things dedicated for my health today and nothing else. I swear I will at least try to take good care of myself - that has been and remains my commitment.

I am just so sorry. I'm so sorry to no one in particular and to everyone who interacts with me and to myself. I don't know how to be different but I will try until I'm dead.