#it's nice being able to actually draw :] and maybe now i'll actually draw my ocs more often yay

[monotone-artist]

[id in alt]

montegracyn! she loves her son very much, though a lifetime of trauma and self-hatred makes her doubt herself constantly (also she abandoned him when he was still an egg but. well. she's trying now! smiles)

[alyxmakesthings]

"Over The City"

Chapter 1 is ready baby!

The first chapter of my Reader X Raph is live! I am excited to share this with y'all and I will be posting every 2-3 weeks.

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Raphael (TMNT)/Reader, Raphael (TMNT)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Reader, Original Characters, Raphael (TMNT), Leonardo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Reader-Insert, Fem OC Reader, Post-Movie: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2022), Aged-Up Character(s), Canon-Typical Violence, Human/Turtle Relationships (TMNT), Neurodivergent Reader, Slow Burn, Named Reader, no beta we die like gram-gram

Summary: Your abysmal luck in finding a partner that isn't a criminal has once again endured leaving you in a tight spot. Thankfully with the help of your local crime fighting Ninja Mutants, maybe you can tell your ex to stick it. Maybe even more of them.

Link to an info post for 'Over The City' here, https://www.tumblr.com/alyxmakesthings/778469011769982976/over-the-city-info-post?source=share , so if you want some light background info on the story before reading. Here ya go!

All the toys and the tools in the box.

You knew exactly how you got into this mess but that simple fact didn't mean it left you any less baffled. The room you found yourself in was spacious, the wood furniture giving it a distinct smell. A nice home office with leather chairs and a coffee table for sitting just beyond the desk you found yourself at. But the lack of windows and the darkness past the glowing monitor made the space feel like it was trying to crush you. Jamming the keys on the keyboard trying to get your flash drive to sync up you hear a shuffling outside the office door that brings your fingers to a grinding halt.

‘Fuck.’

You think back to the group of men that had arrived shortly before you had excused yourself to the bathroom. It had to be one of them. The weight behind these footsteps is far too heavy to be made by Roman’s more lithe frame.

Turning back to the screen as the sound faded you checked the shockingly slow progress the faded lavender USB drive was making. Your ex was a fantastic hacker but she could've forgotten a better drive for you to use. This one sucked! Looking back to the door you see the sliver of light from the hall is still flowing in from under the door, uninterrupted.

‘Listen.’

You tilt an ear more in the doors direction to almost tune into the universe to hear past your own limits in a sense for the return of foreign feet. Checking the progress bar it seems to have made quit the jump and the time of you getting to leave draws ever closer. The nauseated feeling that had come over you as soon as you made it to the office hadn't abated. You had finally been able to get invited up to Roman's suite in Midtown in order to find more dirt on him, which you were happy about since the plan was working. But being here now really didn’t settle the nerves one bit.

It really sucked that you had such bad luck with partners. The first time you had met Roman was when you were trying a new coffee place actually not far from here.

—

It was a nice day and you had decided to break out an old camera of yours to take photos around Manhattan, choosing to leave your sketchbook behind. You could sense a tension between your parents that kept you from making coffee or food at home so you were left to skip straight out the door.

‘I’m not even really hungry anyway.’

However as the tall as hell door person spoke to another resident, the one you knew to have a pet she wasn’t supposed to; about the very topic of breakfast. Your stomach did a small twist.

‘I'll stop and get something soon.’

That ‘soon’ became a ‘much later’ which led to you dragging your feet into said coffee shop for at least some Joe to level yourself off. The girl at the counter was pleasant, but the warmth didn’t really meet her eyes, and took your order quickly as with it being new, it was kinda busy. With the place fully staffed and bustling name being called left and right, you try to think back to if she had asked for yours. With the speed of the employees it didn't take long for her to call out a, “small caramel macchiato”.

Differing from the names you had heard earlier but being what you had ordered you make your way to the counter. Only for your hand and someone else's to land on the same cup. Now you were hungry and had honestly waited too long to get anything so unfortunately despite not liking to rock the boat you were ready to bite this guy's head off. However his gaze met yours and the ire in your soul kinda died pretty quick.

He wasn’t looking at you with an angry expression like the one you were clearly sporting moments before, but an apologetic one found its home on his clean shaven cheeks. Off in the background you could hear the shift lead telling the girl who had taken your orders to remember names. In the moment you were happy for her mistake. Roman was so sweet that day you ran into him at the coffee shop, and it had become the spot the two of you would meet just to talk.

It had been some time since you thought about trying to find a special person, especially with how your dad could be. But you felt so connected to Roman that it started to feel like fate that he entered your life.

So imagine the ‘fun’ reveal that he is the head of a criminal organization. He had always insisted on public dates and actually took your relationship rather slowly. Which was sweet of him.

That all changed the night he took you to a fancy place for an early dinner. He had gotten a few calls on the way there and finally at one point during the dinner Roman checked his phone, only this time he left you in order to take the call. Some time had passed and you had gotten a little worried so you requested more water and regretted it soon. You would have to sneak away from the table.

‘They wouldn’t think we left without paying, would they?’

In order to avoid an incident you leave your purse on the far edge of the wide booth’s round table in plain view of any passing staff.

‘That should make sure they know we haven’t left.’

You break for the bathroom and find it down a dim hall near a ‘staff only’ door. Needless to say after washing your hands and leaving the last thing you expected to hear was the brief raising of voices beyond the ‘staff’ door.

Turns out Roman’s work call was being handled in the back of the restaurant and that was something you shouldn’t have overheard. The men with him looked rough and one had blood on his knuckles as he hit a person who seemed to be tied up. Roman’s back blocked you from seeing any more and they were being scolded by the owner for making a scene before they took it outside.

Roman broke from the pack and you scrambled to retreat back into the main part of the restaurant and slide, almost, casually into your seat. He greeted you kindly but with an edge, but apologized that he was just annoyed that he had to be on a call for so long. Like you hadn’t seen him ordering the beating of some random person.

The shock kept you from doing anything at first but that night after while you were sitting in your room the decision had been made. You were tired of accidentally dating shitty people and never doing anything to stop them once you found out. So the plan had been made! You would gather as much info as you could while you spent time with him, if you were able to, and try to get invited to his place to steal any data you could get your grubby little hands on with this shitty drive.

Your anxiety spikes once more as the footsteps outside return with a few more joining them. You now stare again to the crack under the office door hoping the few shadows that pass don’t return. They all leave but time is running out and you have to get out now. If he didn't suspect you were missing already, Roman most likely would soon. A ding from the computer showed that the drive had pulled the files so you could leave.

‘Fucking finally!’

Pulling the drive out you stuff it as deep into your small black cross-body bag as you can. Stepping as lightly as your shoes would allow since they wanted to squeak for some gods forsaken reason on Romans floors. You make your way over to place an ear to the door and try to listen for any movement outside. Despite you wanting it to be quiet the stillness unnerves you.

Giving it a few moments your hand finds the door handle, heart pounding and you can almost feel the sweat as it seeps from you, the light jacket on your shoulders wicking some away. One good breath later you turn your wrist twisting the door handle to reveal an empty hallway. The all white interior was really starting to give you snow blindness as it was only broken up by the dark sky through the window in what was most likely Roman's bedroom.

Determining this to be the best time to sneak back you head towards where you had left Roman. Fate seemed to have other plans however, as you see Roman rounding the corner only to lock eyes with you. Your hand goes to your stomach grasping the cloth of your undershirt to steady yourself.

“Sera?” Oh great. The confusion in his voice hopefully meant he didn't realize you had in fact not gone to the bathroom but his computer room. The gaze he holds flickers around your body and down the hallway you were coming down. “That's not the right hallway dear.” His eyes now fall to your face and with how twisted your stomach has been this whole time you know you look awful.

His eyes have lost some of the charm you had once found in them. Being invaded by the same deep chill they had the night you saw him ‘handling’ his business interests.

The PT in your building never let you work out alone, or very much, most likely keeping your dad informed of every time you went, and most likely what you did. This was true with every single one you'd ever had in the building’s gym so when you needed to get stronger to maybe defend yourself. You couldn’t.

They would always curb you in order to not tax yourself too much, after all you like walking around the city. So now you found yourself doing what you could to workout in your room using the internet to look up equipment-less exercises and stretches to do, you tried to memorize them all but your execution at times left much to be desired.

The self defense videos you watched have given you some knowledge on how to execute the basic moves. Spending late nights recreating the motions, poorly at times, you saw on the screen to try and make it second nature. However the gap between learning in your bedroom at home, completely alone, and using it on a person to keep yourself safe was a whole different issue.

Even with your hair tied back baby strands had fallen forward and stuck to your face which had a sheen from sweat. The pits of your tank tops are also noticeably wet since the cool air has started to give you a chill, the loose jacket not helping much.

“Oh, I-I was trying to find you.” A brow on his face lifts. “I think I ate something bad earlier so I should probably go home.” You kept your voice as steady as you could when addressing Roman. His eyes sharpened and honed in on you even further.

The scrutiny he used wasn't something you'd never seen from him, but it usually didn't point in your direction. It was like he was appraising a menu at one of the fancy places he had taken you to a few times now.

But Roman didn’t seem to like what this ‘place’ had on offer, what you were offering him. He begins to move forward honed in on where you stand, keeping a steady hand over your fluttering stomach you hear it.

‘Prey.’

It's the word that seems to echo in your head. You felt like it too.

As if the Fates themselves stepped in to save you, the sudden shattering of glass in the main room catches both of your attentions. Halting Roman’s advance and causing him to growl in annoyance, before clicking his tongue and leaving you for the sounds of fisticuffs. You would remember to thank whatever Deity sent that distraction later

‘Holy shit.’

With Roman deeming the ongoing fray in his living room a bigger priority than your sneaking around. You decide not to look a gift horse in the mouth and make for the exit. So you RUN, not walk, to the elevator the sounds of fighting grow louder and then softer as you pass by the large open ‘door’ that leads to the main room. Slamming the down arrow you look up to see the screen flash the 3rd floor at you.

‘Great.’

The noise in the other room was starting to attract your attention and to be honest you were wondering what could be happening. You take the chance and move closer to the opening in the wall, peaking around. Only to see a guy get thrown across the room and out the door into the hall right past you moving back in time to avoid a collision. He, however, hits the opposing wall leaving a deep human shaped indentation in the empty wall.

It was one of the guys from earlier but he now sported a black eye and had some blood leaking from a crooked nose. The groan he let out allows you to know that he wasn't dead, just beat to shit and feeling it Mr. Krabs. Naturally the elevator in this place is taking forever so you sneak your head back around to get a view of the person, or rather as you now see, the blue clad turtle that threw him.

“No fucking way.” You can't help but comment on the absurdity happening in front of you. Right here in the middle of Roman’s stark open concept apartment, in the middle of Midtown. Were the Mutant Turtles that had saved NYC years ago when you had first moved here.

They looked pretty similar to how they’d been when you had seen all the online ‘rumors’ that grew to be too big of a thing for the E.P.F. to contain. The videos of the fleshy goop were everywhere and even you had dealt with it in your building at the time, which led to your family moving within the island due to the damage.

You hadn’t been anywhere near the fighting that happened and at the time you had been a little upset you didn’t get to see them then. Content to just surf through whatever videos people had posted. The streaks of red, blue, purple, and orange flash across the sky in many of them. A few videos even show what seemed to be a building being thrown whilst wrapped in orange chains.

The flashing colors from the Mutants weapons were fascinating and looked just how they did in what you had seen online. They seemed to just be enjoying themselves. Like this was nothing. Just a normal Tuesday even. There was a serious but carefree attitude with how the Turtles seemed to be moving. Almost as if they were playing with their food.

The Mutant Turtles were here. Thrashing the thugs employed by your soon to be ex-boyfriend.

‘There is time and place to process such a thing and it isn’t now, and it definitely isn't here!’

The internal you is far more logical than the hind-brain that currently had a stranglehold on your legs keeping you still as the largest of the Mutants locked eyes with you for a moment. A flash of panic goes across his red bandana but before either of you could do anything the shout of, “COWABUNGA!”, broke your concentration as you saw orange chains wip around the room.

The ding of the elevator arriving had you finally moving as a voice called out, “Mikey wait!”, whoever the warning was for got it too late. The wall behind you exploded as you jumped into the elevator, dust stinging your eyes as you slammed the close button.

‘That's enough life endangering for one day!’

Coughing and waving the wall dust from your face you struggle to see the button at first for the lobby before the orange glow of the ‘L’ finds you. Not needing to be told twice the button is hit before your brain can even react to make the decision. You keep your eyes closed until the ding alerts you that the doors have opened and you exit to a room clear of drywall particles.

Taking a deep breath and coughing some more you make for the large glass doors that lead to the streets of New York. There seems to be a police barricade down the street on the other side of the building with more coming.

‘It's time to get the fuck home!’

[nagasriel]

Last update 22/03/2025

HEAVILY OUTDATED!! PLEASE GO ON TOYHOUSE FOR UPDATED INFO !!

I've realized i have many different posts for my ocs so i decided to make one big masterpost for all of them instead !

Everyone is here

Toyhouse is accessible without account and you'll be able to check on their bio and references !

Stuff to note :

Making fanart is allowed ! As long as no nsfw (slight suggestive could be ok depending on who but ask first please !)

They can pretty much all interact together beside Theresa and Selene and maybe Malva since not the same time

Feel free to draw them with your own ocs or along side canon characters

Always open for questions if needed ! Just send in my inbox preferably !

I'll detail below the cut relationships between some of them !

I YAP A LOT SORRY afpaehf

Malva (1m65) & Urbosa (1m80) - (Friends to lovers)

Malva's moodboard

Ship name is Malbosa or VoltFlower

Malva is the queen of hyrule/Zelda's mother ! They grew together !

They met in their childhood, their mothers already talked "diplomatically" together it was a date so they met during one of those meeting

Malva was a rather shy and quiet child, hating the ceremony due to all the noises and people and would found comfort by staying near Urbosa. 

Urbosa was more of an energetic kid. She liked to think that she was like a knight in shining armor protecting Malva from the danger.

They got along really well !

As the princess, Malva sometimes would get attacked by theives (mostly Yiga) Urbosa tried to protect her despite being a little kid resulting in both of them getting injured most of the time.

So they grew up together, becoming closer. Both unlocking their powers (lighting/sealing) and Malva getting in an arranged marriage with Rhoam. Later on having Zelda !

Malva was interested by flowers and animals, her main interest was the Silent Princess, it wasn't endangered at the time. Malva and Urbosa tend to offer flowers to each others and they often dance together, especially during ceremony (Waltz sorta i think ?). Rhoam didn't realized they were in love with each others and genuinely thought they where just good friends. It was all peaceful and nice until one day :] Kohga tricked Malva by impersonating Urbosa, he won and killed her ! After the calamity, resulting in Urbosa's death and the 100 years trapped in Vah-Naboris, her spirit now free after the events of botw, she now can join the afterlife and is greeted by Malva. The two may now live together forever !

Jasper (3m) & Urbosa (1m80) - (Friends to lovers)

Ship name is Jasbosa or StormShield

In the timeline, Urbosa is firstly with Malva, Malva die, and years later (5-10 years maybe ?) she wlw with Jasper

Jasper is Urbosa's 2nd, as such, she often stays with her. Jasper is actually rather overprotective of Urbosa, she knows she's a skilled fighter of course, it's more in case of.

Her thing is to get suspicious of every non Gerudo, thinking that everyone is a Yiga until proven otherwise, often leading to awkward situations...

She blames herself everytime Urbosa gets hurt (I let you imagine how she felt after the calamity <3)

At the time Urbosa was with the queen, Jasper was a bit jealous, she actually always saw Urbosa as more than her chief, but she knew it was no use, so she just kept her feelings for herself

Then Malva die, Jasper is the one staying the most with Urbosa to comfort her and all, so like trying to make her breakfast despite her terrible cooking, trying to sew her sand seal plushies and getting hurt more than once with the needle.

Years and years after the queen's death, Urbosa starts to realize Jasper's feelings and so they wuh luh wuh

Then Urbosa became champion, Jasper tried to convince her to not accept, judging it's way too dangerous (you know in Urbosa's diary when she mentions her people getting worried and thinking it's not a job for a chief)

Theresa (2m) & Selene (1m70) - (Lovers)

Their moodboard, cw suggestive quotes

Ship name is RoyalEclipse

Theresa is Urbosa's mother and Selene is Malva's mother, so respectfully the Gerudo chieftain and Queen of their time They're both really good, respected and powerful leaders

The sun and moon ! Theresa calls Selene Moonlight and Selene calls Theresa Sunshine Both usually had a husband for the only sake of having a daughter (to keep the royal bloodlines blah blah blah) but then both left them to marry each others.

While it doesnt seems like this. Selene is actually the one flirting the most, and Theresa become tomato very easily They love to use the "diplomatic meeting" excuse to planify dates, dancing together will fighting !!

Theresa, just like Urbosa, uses a daybreaker shield and scimitar of the Seven. Selene uses a golden claymore

Aloe (2m80) & Vera (2m35) - (Friends to lovers)

Not really developped as of now Vera is a nurse in town, she gets easily anxious with her job and the near calamity. Aloe is the inn owner, doing wonderful massages Naturally Aloe worry about Vera and make sure to give her the best massages, often the only thing able to calm Vera down..

Scarlet (2m90) & Lilith (1m78) - (Rivals to lovers)

Lilith belongs to @y0urlocalhimbo ! Their moodboard - Their playlist Scarlet Moodboard - Scarlet playlist

Ship name is BakedBlood !

Basically sort of like partner in crimes, both double spy Gerudo/Yiga, so they both want Urbosa dead.

They were rivals until Lilith decided, out of boredom, to flirt with Scarlet.

Lilith sometimes bake poisonned cookies for her ennemies and Scarlet... likes to.. eat them... and somehow still is not dead ?

[cicadadust]

I promise I'll get back to drawing canon characters soon. But woo- took me three days to finish. But my boi Kaiba is complete! This is probably the most cluttered ref I've ever made haha.

Potential Rakuyou arc spoilers ahead so be warned:

Originally he was inspired by a post where someone mentioned the artist phenomenon of a canon character basically turning into their OC after awhile.

And it all started with well, I love Kamui. And I love his first official appearance with the bandages obscuring his face - maybe I could work with that. But then I shoved so many of my AU things and other ideas I enjoy into this character that he's mutated so much that he barely has any trace of Kamui left in his character. Definitely not story wise, nor personally, maybe a few elements design wise still along with the fact of being a Yato. Kaiba actually ended up being much more like Kouka story wise than I intended though (*cough* probably because Kaiba was mainly based on my AU of Kamui being the sole Altana mutant on Kouan instead of Kouka *cough*) but eh, I'll live with that.

Despite being a yato and Altana mutant...I may have taken a few creative liberties design wise. But I have my excuses! One thing is, I absolutely love Yato- but wish they had a few more I guess inhuman traits. Like please give them larger canine teeth and reflective pupils please🙏����. I thought the reflective pupils for Yato would be really cool, or funny, if Kagura had em too. So I tossed those traits into there. And I know Yato are supposed to be fair skinned- but I had an idea! Since Yato seem to be able to build up a slight tolerance to sunlight, like with Kagura being able to be out in broad daylight, while Housen who hasn't been exposed in a long time immediately started dying. I figured what if during Yato disopra, one of the groups of survivors who had fled Kouan ended up on this sunny desert dwarf planet... probably not by choice. Though there, the survivors perhaps started to build up a higher tolerance to the sunlight. But yet they're still not immune to it. And could have been the downfall of the few generations that had managed to survive for long enough. Kaiba was from this specific clan of Yato that had settled on the dwarf planet. With a slightly higher tolerance to sunlight than the typical Yato, and with the combo of being an altana mutant. Kaiba was free to enjoy the sunlight for much longer before feeling the effects of it, allowing him to gain more of his tanned complexion. Also just shares the same reptile brain as me, with the desire to just lay out in the sun on warm rocks. Though if he's an altana mutant, how come he has a scar? That should just heal right? ... Well, I have absolutely no excuse for that for now! I just wanted to reuse a scar design from one of my older characters because I thought it'd look nice on Kaiba 👉👈.

Now to get a little more into his story and such. It starts off similarly to Kouka's. As again Kaiba is the last member of his clan surviving alone on his birth planet due to him being a mutant. The forgotten dwarf planet, which I've named Ardoros, is covered in reddish orange sands, stone, and a whole bunch of space junk wich collects on its surface. With so much metal and scrap around, Kaiba developed a skill in metal working. And even managed to find a junked ship one day. This was obviously very exciting as he managed to get it to function- just barely. With many days having spent wandering Ardoros previously, he had already discovered one of its altana crystals. Albeit small, he fashioned it into an earring to serve as a battery in a way before he finally left. But being the absolute hunk of junk it was, Kaiba's ship broke down when he managed to land on another planet. And with no money or anything to fix it, he's began relying on hitchhiking. Traveling all over the universe with the aid of strangers. This got to go on for years, exploring new planets, trying new food etc- he absolutely loved it. But, the crystal he wears is almost depleted along with his own altana energy. He continues to hitchhike, yes. But now determined to find his way back to Ardoros before it's too late. Thing is - he's never been skilled at navigating, always leaving that up to whoever he was traveling with. He has also encountered no one else who's even heard of Adoros, no one else knows it's location either. And currently his latest stop during his attempts to get home, is on earth.

[thornvault]

Kali Introduction Post

As I've previously threatened, here's info on my Magnifico ship OC (shoutout to @king-magnifico-haven who actually asked for this!! You're so special to me rn 🩷)

Keep in mind that Kali is still a VERY new concept (originally created less than 24 hours ago at the time of writing this, though it may take me a minute to post) so a lot of this information is very likely subject to change. I have the basic idea, but as I toy around with the story I'll be thinking of new things. I'm impatient though so I'm posting what I got so far anyway!

Please be kind to the art. I don't like drawing humans so I don't do it very often 😆

Summary: Kali is in their mid-20s, nonbinary (they/them); they start out as Magnifico's apprentice and eventually become a Dark Mage, but in a good way. They're mastering that damn book. Kicking its butt. They're very motivated. Powerful OCs are cool and sexy!

Personality: Kali is soft-spoken but firm. They are most comfortable being in the background and much prefer to take orders than give them, but they're capable of taking charge if the situation demands it. They are outwardly polite and without much of a temper, though they have a mischievous side that they may show once they feel comfortable. Still new to the concept of safety, they can be a bit skittish and a people-pleaser, but they'll unlearn those habits in time. Once they grow more accustomed to their new home, they'll gradually become more outspoken as time goes by.

Plot: The main change to the movie for this AU is that there are several months or even years between Asha's failed interview and the rest of all that plot. Instead of immediately making a Wish Upon A Star™ and being heard, it stews a while, maybe Asha even gets her own little underground rebellion going before Star ever shows up. Let there be a proper plot. Once she turns 18, she'll just choose to keep her wish, what's Magnifico going to do about it? He may not like it but it does seem like a voluntary thing to do so he's not going to force her. For now.

Anyway. Onto Kali. They're relatively new to Rosas, a war fugitive from a place I haven't yet named. Kali has seen more than their fair share of suffering and loss. The Kingdom of Rosas always sounded like a fairytale to them, they never fully believed it to be real until they found it. Welcomed to a safe haven in exchange for nothing, they feel indebted to the people, and Magnifico especially, for taking them in.

Their Wish™ is to be able to help, to make a difference - however small - in the lives of people and all living beings. The pain they've endured has made them gentle, not cold, and they just want to make things better. Their past reminds Magnifico of his own, and seeing their wish when they give it to him, he offers them the position of his assistant - what better way to help than by learning magic, after all? Kali turns out to be fairly talented in it. It'll take a while to learn all the spells and potions and whatnot, but they clearly have the potential.

We all know why I'm here, of course. As surely nobody who's ever met me could have guessed, this mentor/student arrangement turns into an affair, which then turns into the real deal. Only there is the small problem of the Queen who may not be entirely on board with this concept. Sorry Amaya.

I haven't entirely figured out how things will play out here, only that Kali will stand by Magnifico and try to help as he slowly slips off the deep end, whereas Amaya just sort of drops him the second he starts glowing (really, Kali felt bad for her, but if she wanted to keep him she should've treated him better). It's not that they fully agree with his methods, but A) he's their mentor, surely he knows best; and B) he's not entirely wrong. Yeah, people should get their wishes back if they want them, it's THEIR wishes after all, but damn you're not even going to ask him nicely? Just break in and steal them after he's spent years keeping them safe for you? And he's clearly not doing well so they're sort of stuck between being supportive and trying to steer him into another direction, it's a weird position to be in.

Anyway, let's assume we're still going with movie canon to some degree and the ending still happens. Amaya offers Kali a position as High Mage; though wishes will of course no longer be taken nor granted, magic can still be useful. They may continue their studies by themself and continue living in the castle. It doesn't feel right at all, and they miss Magnifico.

So Kali does the unthinkable, and gets out that book. They're careful, very careful, but they have a lot more time now than Amaya and Dahlia did, and there has to be some way to free him. Getting him out of the mirror sounds easy enough, though it does require using spells from the forbidden book. But then there's the whole deal with unbinding him - well, at that point both of them, really. They visit him in the dungeon as often as they can without arousing suspicion, but it does take a long time for them to find a way to do all that.

And that's the story of how Kali begins to study forbidden magic and ways to use it safely, and revolutionizes the entire concept of how magic works. They can do it because they have genuinely good intentions with it and know how to keep their emotions in check. They got a pure heart. Come on, it's Disney, bear with me here. That makes sense in-universe. Magnifico gets fixed by True Love's Kiss and you can take that from my cold dead hands.

[threeshotsofespressou]

Arien/Ballister headcanons

This is just a thread of headcanons with Ballister and Arien, an OC made by goldenheart-supremacy. Bro also made fics and arts so go check them, they are really nice to read. Helped me with my headache. First one is focused on Goldenheart, second one includes more stuff with Arien.

Also this post is bloody subjective so I'm not claiming that it would happen if Arien was real.

(also I'm writing it while being sick so It might lack logic)

So there's my impression of dynamics between Ballister and Arien

Throughout fanfic, Arien helps Ballister with flowers, even though at the time Bal had not so good reputation. He does it with "Ugh, fine" attitude since it means actually doing something. But the thigh is, he becomes one of those people who can see the real side of Ballister, even though he doesn't interact with him as much.

Therefore, I think his attitude towards Ballister will obviously change. And for me personally it would change from "Neutral" (you exist, but I don't really care) to "Positive neutral" (you exist, and I'm okay with this).

So at the moment when Ballister hugged him after all his help, I'm sure he didn't really mind it and was pretty much like "Mm, It's fine". I'm also convinced that he pushed Ballister off himself is bc Ambrosius was watching, so the more they stayed like that, more headache he will gain himself in the future. Maybe if Ambi wasn't there, he either will wait for him to let go or will ask "You're done?" if he wears out of patience.

I also think that he might've help him sometimes, not straight up but still. For example: - He might've seen Ballister sneak up to train more, but if guards asked him, he will say he saw nothing (although he might just think "snitches get stitches")

- Flower language. Because what if HE was the one to give the idea to gift Sunflowers? Like if he visited his sister (and she after a talk with Ballister thought about the best option of flowers might've asked Arien about his opinion with no particular context) and suggested sunflowers. Bc now I'm convinced that if this man has a nerdy side then he will be nerd for flowers. Probably will know every meaning and peculiarities.

- Arien might've been one of the reasons Ambrosius understood his feelings for Bal. Bc if someone hugs your "friend" you won't react like that person just kidnapped your puppy.

HOWEVER I also think that he will also not hesitate to help him straight up, just not so active. Like when he gave him his cloak, although he might've not and simply not care. Another thing that caught my sick brain is possibility that Arien helped Bal with training, adding little notes of why Bal wasn't able to do some things correctly (since Arien and other knights were a bit more experienced at the beginning)

Quick to adulthood. I want to think that they sometimes can chat nicely about casual stuff, just getting to know each other nicely without pushing too much, enjoying each other's company. So maybe they will trust each other enough with some personal stuff they don't normally tell people. I just thought about the scene where they both looking at the kingdom from the wall, accidentally meeting each other before, casually talking, which ended up with some deep personal things. And at this exact moment when both will suddenly realize that "Oh. We are friends" or something like that. Bc they won't say it out loud, especially Arien - he will think that it's unnecessary.

That's pretty much it. I can write much more but my brain is dying so no, not today. I'll just leave you with dirty Arien doodle which I tried to draw but ended up hating.

[h-a-unted]

What are rare-pairs that you’re passionate about?

Who was your first OC?

Are you happy with how your favorite canon muse was portrayed in canon?

How do you describe writing / rp to others?

Questions for the mun!

Rare-pairs... oh my god I have so many of those that I'm drawing a blank right now. I think the one that comes to mind is strangely Da.igo Doji.ma and Goro Maji.ma from the Yakuza games lmao, maybe even Ichiban and Zhao from the same games, idk I just vibe with them. But Daiji.ma was my shit for the longest time. And also probably Kuroiwa and Yagami from the Yakuza spin-off, Judgment. OH! And also Soma and the professor dude or like... his subordinate Akutsu (but I guess that last one wasn't a rarepair) from the sequel of the spin-off. Does Maevelight count as rarepair? Cause they'd be my top rarepair as of now (and maybe Zack and Cloud if they count as rarepair) I'm wondering if I'll like Home.lander and Fire.cracker but that probably won't be a rarepair lmao.

My first OC, I am unsure if I can pinpoint... I think it was this servant girl called Lilian I made for a canon character, when I used to try and run from my male/male ships to be "normal" lmfao! My first OC here though was my AI, AIROS. My sweet bean, my lovely android who is trying to learn about the world without knowing he is a spyware watching over the people. I had a lot of verses for him... maybe I could add one for the boys, but he'd be too much of a good boy to be able to survive in that world... Though it'd be a good chance to give him a real-life FC I guess.

I have so many favorite canons that change with what I'm currently obsessed with. Like, before the boys it was Adler and I immediately 'hated' him as a mechanism of defense because I actually loved him a lot lmfao, his characterization was top notch in-game, so much that everyone really wants him to appear in the sequel despite the wrongdoings he did to the protagonist. Anyway, since right now I am obsessed with the boys and clearly But.cher is my favorite – it's safe to say I'm pretty satisfied with most of his portrayal in canon, as of Season 3. There is a leak that has me just a little doubtful about what they're trying to do with him going forward, but I'm hoping it's explained in a way I can get behind, they've done well, so far. Otherwise, I feel like they did a very nice, deeply flawed character that I adore. It hits all the spots I love in a character and, honestly, I feel it was tailor-made for me to love, at least the show rendition of him. I don't like the comics one at all. Aside from that, I think Raiden from Met.al Gear has been practically my sleeping agent all-time favorite or so, and I absolutely love what they did with his character (not me vibing with a "mood swings" type of character trying to do good, but also being unhinged). I miss him and his struggles a whole lot, wish they would've continued his games.

I describe rp as "I portray a character from a series or invent one and make up scenarios with friends on the internet who portray other characters. We keep the scenes going back and forth." Despite this, I don't think my mother gets it at all. My friends didn't get it at the start, until I made them rp with me via notebooks when we were in middle school, it turned into an obsession for all of us... Good times lmao.

[uchiha-gaeshi]

10, 13, 18 🙏

Thanks for the ask :)

Just as a warning, I ramble a lot, so be prepared for that. And if you (or anyone else who reads this) want to ask any follow up questions feel free :D

10: What do you enjoy doing in your free time?

Ok, so I've gotten really bad at doing the things I actually want to do in my free time because I usually spend that time thinking of what I want to do but instead scrolling social media. And it's weird too because right now I do have an abnormal amount of free time, but due to certain circumstances I can't really do everything I want with that time. At least with Tumblr, I'm engaging with things I actually like (vs mindlessly scrolling on TikTok).

Now that I've discovered that fandom is a thing, I think I'm trying to make up for all the years in middle/high school where I went "I can't do that, it's too cringe." Now here I am in my early 20s obsessing over Naruto. Idk if 10 year old me would be proud or disappointed...

Embarrassingly, I spend a bit too much time thinking of ideas for my Warring States/Founders era SI/OC fic I thought I was gonna start writing like 3 months ago. Thankfully, as I've let it marinate in my head it just gets better and better (read: crackier and crackier). Maybe if other people ask me about it, I might actually revisit my Google Doc dump and overcome the "he/she/they wouldn't say that" in my head (something something do it scared, tired). I also want to try my hand at drawing, and at least put a solid effort into it before I fully decide to quit haha.

In the past when I had my shit together, I spent a huge chunk of my free time in the gym training with free weights. Like, up until say 1-2 years ago I was a gym rat, and I might get back to that because my mental health was marginally better during those times.

I also spent a lot of that time invested in language learning activities. Back in high school, I spent a lot of time hyperfixating on my Mandarin homework/extra practise while neglecting my other homework (oops...), and that continued a little bit into my first year of university. I also took some classes in Japanese (I took about 4-5 semesters of Japanese), but I'm reeeallly rusty rn.

I'll definitely pick this back up in the near future, because it's lowkey been my dream to be a semi-polyglot. Idk what counts as "polyglot level", but if I get my executive functioning bullshit sorted out, I'd like to be proficient in Mandarin, Japanese, French, and maybe Spanish or German. Oh, also being able to speak Twi (one of the languages in Ghana) would be nice too.

13: Your dream place to visit.

Japan and Taiwan have been on my list of places to travel to since forever. I'd also like to explore other places around Canada (stuck in southern Ontario).

I'd also like to visit Ghana again someday, but mostly just to see long lost relatives and learn more about my culture (there's a whole thing of Ghanaians from abroad flooding back home during Christmas and it seems that locals have...mixed thoughts about that, but that's not really a topic I'm qualified to dive into in depth).

18: Do you like reading? If yes what's your favourite book?

Oof, so I am part of the majority of Americans who has not read (specifically original fiction) in an embarrassingly long time. In terms of original fiction, I really enjoyed what I read from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (was really disappointed to see her parroting terf talking points tho....). I read Americanah way back when and I really liked it. Tbh, reading actual books is on my never-ending to-do list of things I should do.

What I've *actually* been reading these days has been, you guessed it, fanfiction. Honestly, I think what brought me back to my years-long Naruto hyperfixation was some random youtube video/comment talking about fanfiction and AO3. So, me being me (I was going down like 3 rabbitholes at the time I think) I wanted to know more about this AO3 thing, so I explored some of the fics in the Naruto fandom (the first piece of media that came up in my head at the time). To keep a long story from getting any longer, I've been stuck here in this fandom for the past... 5 or so months now.

At the time, I was just reading through any fanfiction I came across, some good, some so-so, and some, in retrospect, pretty bad. But, one of my favourite fics has been Out of Time by Mari_kel (@mira--mira). I have to give it a re-read so that I can properly show my appreciation on the actual fic.

You can look at my AO3 profile for some fics I recommend/have publicly bookmarked (warning: most of them I believe are hashimada. I started getting in the habit of actually bookmarking/commenting once I bumped into that subfandom). Please ignore the unfinished crack multisaku/uchisaku fic under my profile (I don't ship Sakura with any of those characters, it was just something I thought would be funny. Once I actually come around with this writing thing, you'll see that a lot of shit in my fics is there just because I think it would be hilarious).

[cepheusgalaxy]

From that artist ask game you reblogged about three hours ago:

1, 6, 9, 10, 14, 16, 19, 24, 25

(if this is too overwhelming, you don't have to answer all of them)

1. what medium do you use most (if applicable, what software)?

Traditional! I find drawing digitally veeery hard gor some reason even though I do like it a lot. I was using Ibis Paint X for a while, but now I've been using my friend's wacom table, and I started using Clip Studio! The transition's a bit hard, lmao, bc there are so many buttons, but it's a nice program.

6. favorite thing to draw?

Bodies ^^ Even though I find drawing faces easier, I adore anatomy.

9. whats something you always come back to when drawing?

Faces. Ironically.

10. how do you deal with artblock?

I usually let it be for a while. Go watch some videos, doodle random things and maybe write a little.

14. whats your favorite thing about drawing?

That I can do literally whatever I want AND replicate what I see :) It feels amazing being able to bring what I want to life.

16. how do you motivate yourself to draw?

Sometimes I don't. 🫠 If I showed all my unfinished drawings, LMAO. But in general I find it helpful to look for things to do fanart of, basically. Once was a bit artblocked, so I pulled out Suzumi from Blue Archive and drew her! Sometimes my ocs too. It's a hell of an incentive.

19. where do you find inspiration?

The most random places sometimes. XD Mostly day to day stuff and media I see. I like copying stuff I like.

24. whats a compliment about your art that has always stuck with you?

I'll have to leave this one unanswered bc I don't remember any.

25. what size canvas/paper do you use?

For my canvas I used to use a REALLY small size but recently I increased it (actually. a smart decision) but I don't remember by how much. 3600 maybe? For paper I kind of suck at big sizes so I usually stick to a good ol' A5 (half of an A4 sheet).

And ty for the ask! <2

[slacktivist]

I did an OC!!!! (reference attached) This is my first ever attempt at an actual digital painting and I have absolutely no idea wtf I'm doing.. Please don't give me feedback/critique (unless its praise) because I have really low confidence and I'm just trying to vibe. Anyways, art was always the main thing I genuinely enjoyed and I completely gave it up once I hit adulthood. I'm only picking it up again at 26 because I hated my job, I regretted my degree and I couldn't handle pretending to be a normal 9-5 worker. The money never felt worth it, and that's coming from me who grew up pretty poor. I'm poor again now because I'm still unemployed, but holy fuck I would much rather where I am than continuing to sell my soul to people who couldn't give a flying fuck about me. Truth is, I'm just not a normal person that can do "normal people things" (whatever that is). My job required me to talk to people every day, write reports, go to meetings, do the office things, presentations, emails, all of it. I was so miserable, and I completely lost myself the moment I decided to go to university just so I could make money, instead of moving towards what felt natural to me, no matter the salary. I felt really pressured to break out of the cycle of poverty, so I really wanted to be what I thought was 'realistic' and more 'serous'. I suck at art now compared to what I could do when I was kid. But since I started to embrace my differences instead of fighting against them so hard, I feel a drive to improve again and I feel like this time I can draw/paint without feeling guilty or like I'm wasting my time. I'm allowed to do what I enjoy. So I guess I'll keep posting my progress as I pick things up again and maybe some of the analog stuff I do as well. I won't able to be unemployed for much longer, but I'm definitely not willing to go back to whatever the fuck office life was supposed to be. It sucks because I was fantastic at my job, but only because I'm a magnificent actor/masker/liar/bullshitter. But bullshitting, faking it till I'm making it is exhausting and emotionally damaging. I want everyone else to not be afraid of quitting, failing, doing bad, being poor if it means you can just feel content. I watched my parents sacrifice their bodies to take care of us only to reach their old age in a time of crazy inflation. It's all fucking unfair, the least we can do is be nice to ourselves instead of telling ourselves that we're supposed to be working machines for people who take all credit and all benefit. idk. know your worth and keep grounded.

[mushroombonny]

Please read this whole thing or at least the first and last half that talks about the actual game!

Well hello!! I just wanted to pop in and say that the Francuoer dating sim will go on a hiatus for about 6 months to a possible year because I'm currently in a hospital.

My hospital original planned stay was for about a week and a half because my instines were twisted. But come last night they got infected after a little over 24 hours after the surgery to fix them was. And now I'm missing an organ cause my stomach was so big that it ran into my lungs. So I have to heal and use a bag that's comming out if me for the bathroom until December or January since that'll be when i get my new organ transplant. Than I have to wait will next August to be able to take the bag out I think and than a few months later I'll be fully healed.

At least that's what I was told and understand, I've been on a bunch of meds for pain and stuff since the 18th of August so I haven't been fully here at least only like 50-60% here but yeah still not alot. But anywho, as you can see I won't have the energy or availability to finish working on the dating sim. I also won't be working at I'll be finishing my classes by my teachers probably helping me a lot more than I'd want to [cause I'll feel stupid]

But along with these pictures I made before I was ever in the hospital I wanna share with you guys what all I had left to get done! For are I had to finish all backgrounds expect for 2 for his character sprites I have the base of them done just had to draw the odd ones and the different face expressions, I also already had the color palettes ready for his date outfits along with the designs an I just had to draw them. For the script I had pretty much all of it done except for the conversations and the aftermath of what would take place during/after each date. And of course the editing it all together.

Now I know that seems like a lot but if i was able to work on the script while still going to school and work in between than I would have gotten it done in about a week or less. The art would have taken me about a week maybe 2 weeks. And then editing and making sure everything is right and ready before posting would have taken me about 3 weeks since it would be final touches. So all together that would have taken me about a month to finish!!

But now i won't be working on it or other projects [like the animation memes] because I'll be too focused on healing and making sure nothing else goes wrong (;_; ) now I'm not asking for money support or anything because me and family together are able to cover everything [luckily] BUT I would like to ask if everyone got other fans more interneted and showed them this idea? My last couple of post babe talked about it and I'll also includes sneak peaks of what I have done with you all so that maybe by the time I'm all healer I can still have peoples support to finish it!

I would also love it if I could get some voice actors involved and maybe even game developers so that the final project can actually be a game and not only an interactive video!

Voiced characters are Lucille, unnamed co-worker [character sprite is my oc], and Francuoer [who will mainly have chips or hums]

I already have background music covered and same with background art ALTHOUGH if someone or so was interested in being a background artist for the game feel free to either comment or dm me [anyone can also dm me on my main Instagram account: vixthelilbun]

Along side that I'm totally interested in working with game developers who have at least some experiences with dating sims [doesn't have to be mind blowing but I want it to look nice for a final product]

But please show some work history from what you have done and I'll reach back with you at some point and time to talk to go about it [it won't be a year or 6 months since I know work can take a while. The ending peaces will just take a year to 6 months to get to you since I won't have it done around then.

Pricing will also be talked about when we chat as I know everyone pays differently!

Once again comment down below/message me on here or on my main Instagram: vixthelilbun if your interneted in working with me!

[alj4890]

Love Drabble

(Maxwell Beaumont x OC*Sherry Alcantar) in a Choices The Royal Heir Drabble

A/N In my Dark TRR AU, All Through the Night, I created Sherry to be Maxwell's love interest. She chased after him, determined to make him love her like she did him in that mystical AU and I loved her for it. I've been wanting to see what she could do in a normal world without magic and monsters. So, in this drabble, she is still a cousin to Rashad, and has decided to chase down Cordonia's celebrated author when he travels to Hollywood to discuss The Royal Romance's sequel.

I've lost my tag lists 🤦🏻‍♀️ So I have no clue who might want a Maxwell Beaumont drabble 😂 So whoever sees this and likes it. It's for you.

Masterlist

One Way or Another

Cordonia...

"Sherry," Rashad ran his hands down his face, "I'm not going to do that."

"Please!" Sherry pleaded. "You actually know him! All we have to do is fly to California-"

"No." He interrupted.

"And find out where he's staying. Then--"

"No." Rashad said a bit more emphatically.

"We'll then just casually bump into him and you can introduce me," She smiled a tad deviously, "your beloved cousin, and then I'll take it from there."

"Sherry." Rashad dropped his head back. "I'm not going to help you chase down another man. I've played this role in the past, and it always makes it awkward for me when I run into them after you've gotten tired of them."

He waved around the luxurious main drawing room of his duchy.

"I actually live near him and see him regularly at court functions! I'm on the council with him!"

"And Lady Hana." Sherry reminded him

"And Lady Han--," he abruptly cut off what he was about to say.

"Ugh." Sherry flopped back on his couch. "Why don't you just tell her you like her already?"

Rashad leveled a glare upon his cousin. He adored Sherry, but she was entirely too pushy and too sure when it came to matters of the heart. She didn't understand that normal people needed to move at their own pace.

"Fine. Don't end your, how many years is it now? Three?" She asked.

Rashad barely nodded.

"Don't end your three year longing from afar for Hana." She pushed herself off the couch. "I'm not waiting on Maxwell Beaumont to notice me."

"Why him?" Rashad perched his hip on the arm of a chair. "What made you finally notice him?"

Sherry shrugged. "While stuck on a photoshoot in Bora Bora, I read the first Royal Romance and I knew he was the one for me." She winked at him. "That's why I rushed home."

"Uh huh." Rashad studied her a few silent seconds. "If I do this-"

"I knew you wouldn't let me down!" Sherry bounded over to hug him.

"Once I introduce you to him, I'm done. No more helping you chase him until he dates you." Rashad gripped her upper arms. "Agreed?"

"Agreed." She clasped her hands together. "I'll go finish packing. Our flight leaves in three hours."

"Our flight leaves in..." Rashad couldn't believe her nerve in assuming he'd just give in to her demands.

He watched her skip out of the room as if this was something normal.

Shaking his head in exasperation, he wondered how Maxwell would react to being in a relationship with her.

He knew it was inevitable. No one stood a chance against his cousin. He only wished he could warn the poor guy.

************

"Which one?" Sherry held up two dresses.

Rashad sighed as he set a contract he was studying aside.

"I like the black one." He responded.

She dropped the red one and dashed to her room to change.

"You sure he'll be at the premiere?" She yelled out.

"Yes." Rashad got to his feet to pour a needed glass of bourbon. "Liam told me that they'd all been invited to Ryan Summers 's latest film." He took a long sip. "Ever since he played Maxwell in the first film, they've become good friends."

Sherry stepped back out and did a slow twirl. "Well?"

"You look nice." He straightened his tie. "Let's get this over with."

"Cheer up." She walked over to help him when he made it even more lopsided. "Hana will be there." Her lips turned up in a teasing smile. "Maybe you'll be able to get ten words out this time instead of the usual five."

"I can talk to her." He grumbled.

"I know you can." Sherry grasped his arms and shook him. "Remember that you're a catch too. She'd be lucky to have a man like you love her."

His frown turned into a shy smile. "You really think so?"

"I know so." She stepped behind him to push him towards the door. "Now let's go get our love stories started.

***********

Afterparty...

"Great movie." Maxwell responded. "I give it five stars."

"Thank you." Ryan replied, including the rest of the Cordonians he'd come to know in his gratitude. "It means a lot to me that you all came for this event."

"Are you kidding?" Riley teased. "We couldn't disappoint Maxwell 2.0 by missing this."

"Maxwell 2.0?" Ryan repeated with a laugh.

"That's what he calls you." Drake rolled his eyes. "What is it he says about Summers?"

"Ryan is an excellent imitation but he'll never be the OG." Hana promptly quoted.

The group chuckled while Maxwell sputtered to assure Ryan that he really did do an excellent job as The Royal Romance version of Maxwell Beaumont.

"Thanks." Ryan didn't bother to smother his laughter. "I have some more guests to greet." He waved as he walked away. "But come find me later to talk about the next book."

"Now what do we do?" Drake asked.

"Enjoy the party, of course." Riley told him.

She linked her arm with Liam's, smiling when he asked her to dance.

"I'm going to the bar." Drake snagged a few hors d'oeuvres along his way.

Maxwell breathed out a long breath.

"Are you all right?" Hana gently placed her hand on his arm.

"It's hard keeping up the Maxwell Media Mogul persona." He looked about at all the famous, important faces. "I feel out of place half the time."

"Well, we think you are doing great." Hana told him.

"Really?"

She nodded with an encouraging smile.

"Thanks Hana." He slung his arm around her shoulders, squeezing her close. "You're the best."

She hugged him back. "I think I'm going to see what desserts they have, would you like me to bring you back a plate of something?"

"Yes, please." He begged. "I think this is a night to both stress eat and stress dance."

She giggled while promising to bring him back enough treats to relax.

He watched her leave and felt his nervousness return.

"Maxwell?"

He turned around with a ready smile, only to stare in surprise at the sight of Rashad with a stunning date on his arm.

He'd always thought the man was in love with Hana.

My powers of love detection must be way off, he thought to himself.

"Hey." Maxwell greeted warmly. "I didn't know you were coming to this."

"Neither did I." Rashad let out an oomph when Sherry elbowed him. "Have you, uh, met my cousin, Lady Sherveen Alcantar?"

Maxwell studied the gorgeous face for a few seconds.

"I don't think I have." He held his hand out.

She took it, smiling up at him. "I've been hoping for a chance to meet you."

"You have?"

She nodded, stepping closer. "I'm a huge fan of your books."

"You...you are?" Maxwell colored some under those mesmerizing gray eyes of hers. "Thank you."

Rashad rolled his eyes as he stepped away. "Excuse me a moment, I see someone I need to say hello to."

"Say hi to Hana for me." Sherry told him, keeping Maxwell dead in her sights.

Maxwell swore he heard Rashad curse as he walked away.

"So, uh, Lady Sherveen--"

"Call me Sherry." She insisted.

"Sherry." He smiled once more at her. "What's been your favorite part from my books?"

She bit down on her bottom lip while gazing up at him through her long lashes.

"I loved every part you were in."

The tips of Maxwell's ears turned red over that complement.

"Ah. Um." He took a step back when she moved even closer. "I, I was around for a lot of the uh drama and romance."

"I know." Sherry cornered him back against a wall. "You became a man I have been very anxious to meet."

He swallowed nervously, eyes darting around for one of his friends to help him. He didn't know why he felt the need for backup, but something about this woman made him anxious.

"In fact, you're the reason I am ready to come back to Cordonia."

He stilled, brow furrowed in confusion. "Me?"

"Yes." She grinned up at him. "I thought the court would be filled with proper, dull people obsessed with etiquette and waltzing. If I'd known someone fun like you was there, I'd have quit my job and come straight back home for good."

"You would?" He began to relax in finding a kindred spirit. "I'd um, I'd have liked that." His dimples deepened with his grin. "I mean if you'd have been there."

Her eyes cut to the crowd at the party once more as she felt the beginning of a plan form. "You want to get out of here?"

"And do what?"

"Have a night on the town of course!" She grasped his hand giving it a playful tug. "We're in the City of Angels! The club scene alone here kicks this party's butt much less all the cool places one can get into trouble."

"Trouble?" He felt his desire to escape with her fight his brother's dogmatic teachings that he couldn't embarrass his family and friends. "Maybe we should stay here."

Sherry pouted playfully. "You're really going to let me go off alone to have a good time?"

His eyes widened again. He didn't know this woman. He knew she was Rashad's cousin, but other than that he had no clue who she really was. And yet, hadn't he not known who Riley was when he first invited her to Cordonia?

Look how great that turned out, he thought to himself. I ended up with a new best friend and helped Liam find the love of his life.

Maybe Sherry is destined to become a new friend. A really, really hot friend.

"Let's do it!"

Sherry's effervescent smile caused his heart to feel like it was doing somersaults.

Her eyes darted around the room until she found the closest exit. She leaned in even closer to Maxwell, allowing him not only a generous view of her cleavage but also the enticing scent of orange blossoms to tease his senses.

"When I give you the signal, go out that door." She whispered.

"What's the signal?"

Sherry flopped her long back hair over her shoulder, winked at him, then took off running.

Maxwell let out a startled whoop and ran after her.

This, he thought with a grin, was going to be one crazy night.

*************

Outside, Maxwell whistled in appreciation when the valet drove up in a red Aston Martin DBS.

"This yours?" He asked.

Sherry slid into the driver's side and winked at him. "Maybe."

His eyes widened. "Whose is it?"

"I'll tell you later." She shifted into first gear, revving the engine. "You coming or what?"

Swallowing with a quick glance around for cop cars, he hopped over the passenger door. He landed perfectly in the seat, snapping his seatbelt in place.

With a delighted laugh, Sherry hit the gas and sped off into the night.

"So...where to?" Maxwell asked.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

He gulped. He didn't know why he was filled with the need to impress this serendipitous woman, but he was.

"Let's do something unexpected!" He exclaimed.

"Unexpected..." Sherry pulled out her phone and made a quick call. "Hey! I'm calling in that favor you owe me."

Maxwell watched her charm her way into getting what she wanted.

"There we go." She tossed her phone into the cupholder and shifted into a higher gear. "Something unexpected coming up!"

***********

A little while later...

"Where are we?" Maxwell whispered as they walked up to the back of a large building.

"You'll see." Sherry took his hand, guiding him towards a plain looking door.

She carefully knocked in a tempo that he swore was Queen's We Will Rock You song.

The door cracked open, giving a bare sliver of light.

"You got mud on your face." A voice whispered.

"You big disgrace." Sherry whispered in response. "Kicking your can all over the place."

The door opened all the way much to Maxwell's shock.

"After you." Sherry gently pushed him through the pitch black doorway.

He reached back and gripped her hand. He had the most uneasy feeling that he'd just entered the beginning of his downfall.

And for some strange reason, he believed the woman who had brought him here would save him.

As they followed a shadowed figure up six flights dimly lit stairs, he began to imagine all the nefarious activities that awaited him when they reached their destination.

They'll cut me open and harvest my organs leaving me in a tub of ice. Or, they'll kill me. Maybe hold me for ransom. Bertrand will never pay what they ask for. Sherry could sell me as a sex slave.

That last thought had him thinking about Sherry possibly wanting him for her own slave.

They'll want to steal my ideas for my next book. Get all the dirt on Liam and Riley. Nothing they can do will make me reveal anything! They'll--

"Here we are." Sherry turned around towards Maxwell with a black cloth in her hands.

Oh my god, she's going to kill me!

"Close your eyes and lean down."

He blinked and slowly did as she asked.

Her smile was so excited.

Are all murderesses this happy with their intended victims?

She tied the black scarf around his eyes.

"Can you see anything?" She asked.

"No." His voice cracked.

I hope I don't see the weapon she chooses.

She took his hand again, lacing her fingers with his.

He was tugged forward. He thought he heard some clicks and then a door shut off in the distance.

"Keep your eyes closed." Sherry ordered.

"Okay." He mumbled, bending down once more so she could untie the scarf.

Sherry felt her heart melt over his face being so close to her own. His eyes were shut tight like a little boy's would be waiting on a present. She thought he was so adorable that she couldn't resist trying one more thing with him before he opened his eyes.

She tenderly cupped his face between her hands and pressed her lips to his.

Maxwell jumped in reaction, yet kept his eyes shut.

So it is a sex slave thing.

His arms wound around her waist the moment she moved closer to his body.

This definitely isn't the worst way she could kill me.

Sherry broke away, breathing hard from the passion in his response. She looked up at him in awe that she'd finally experienced the perfect kiss.

She'd certainly kissed enough men in the past to know when it was the one she'd been dreaming of.

"Can I open my eyes now?" Maxwell asked.

"What?" She ran her fingers through her hair then straightened her black dress. "Let me um, let me get you into position."

She moved him a little to the left then turned him around. "Now."

He opened his eyes then blinked until the room came into focus. His lips parted on a gasp as he looked around.

"What is this place?"

"I brought you to MoDS." She grinned up at him. "The Museum of Dream Space."

"Wow!" He stepped forward into a room of colored lights that made it look like something from another world. "This is incredible!"

Sherry beamed as he exclaimed over how cool this museum was.

"What made you think to bring me here?" He asked, darting into another room designed to give a new light experience.

She lowered her eyes. He could tell in the softer lights of this room that a blush was forming.

"I don't know." She clasped her hands behind her back. "I guess I thought from the way you write, that you would appreciate something like this."

"You thought right!" He twirled about in the next room they came to, trying to take it all in.

He noticed her mysterious, onset bashfulness and reached behind her for her hand.

"Dance with me." He yanked her into his arms.

"Dance?" She laughed, returning to her former confident self. "Here?"

"We have different colored sparkling globes all around us." He explained. "This room is crying out for a dance."

"Then we need music." She told him.

"Already taken care of." He held his phone up with a grin.

"A slow song?" She slipped her arms around his neck. "I pictured you picking something more up tempo."

"Maybe I wanted an excuse to hold you close." He grinned, leaning down to kiss her.

"Maybe you don't need an excuse." She rose up on her tiptoes to meet his lips with her own.

Sherry felt her heart nearly beat out of her chest with how much this second kiss was more perfect than the first.

"Wow." Maxwell mumbled against her lips. "We really should do that more often."

All she could do was nod in absolute agreement.

"You want to see the other rooms?"

He shrugged. "I don't think they'll be near as perfect as this one."

Sherry giggled, pressing another quick kiss to his lips. "We won't know how perfect they are until we get in there."

"So an experiment, hmm?" He winked at her, taking her hand once more in his. "I'm down for that."

**************

A few hours later, the two were sitting near a brightly lit fountain, eating fast food, and talking about everything that came to mind.

"Okay, I gotta know." Maxwell waved toward where they'd left the car. "Whose is that?"

"Part of me wants to mess with you some more and either leave it a mystery or say I stole it." Sherry grinned at him. "But since you are so cute, I'll tell you the truth."

"I knew my adorableness would open doors for me one day." He mumbled around a huge bite of his burger.

She giggled, stealing some of his fries. "It's mine. Or at least, exactly like mine. I rented this one here."

"Nice. Is yours back in Cordonia?"

"Uh huh." She finished off her burger and searched for a napkin. "Domvalier."

Maxwell reached over with his napkin to wipe some mustard off her chin.

Their eyes met. Grins formed the longer they looked at one another.

"So? Since you clearly have the best taste in cars," Maxwell got to his feet, snagging her hand along the way, "Wanna take me out another night on the town once we're back home?"

With a smooth move, he had her back in his arms, forehead touching hers.

"Ummm," she replied with a laugh, "no."

Maxwell jerked back in surprise. He'd been so certain she liked him as much as he liked her.

She grasped his tie, pulling him down into a long, deep kiss.

Her silvery gray eyes held his ocean blue as she whispered.

"I'm going to need a lot of nights on the town with you."

[shiro-0197]

Heyyy love!! Please hold me back I'm gonna fight your pillow >:( tho I am glad you're better. It's good that the pill and water helped :) cheese and Netflix sounds so good right now, what are you watching?

I really understand that, at least you'll get to celebrate it with more people, and that's already such fun. I also had a thought. When new year's eve finally rolls around, Malaysia will be in 2021 two hours earlier than Kazakhstan. I'll be sure to message you during that time period, 😝😝 aaaah that'd be so cool, dont you think?

Omg that is really cool, so it's like adding oc's in the storyline!!! 😣 Kouki Yoshido and Aito Okada sound cool, I already like their positions 🤚😼 and that requires a lot of planning, I'm sure it'll keep you guys busy (in the best way possible, because it's also fun to work on stuff with your friends) tho noooo, please don't say that, I love hearing you talk about stuff, and something you're passionate about like this? Yes please my heart is MELTING 😣💖 makes me love you all the more (which I didn't think was possible ;-;)

omg then you'd love a dish we have here!! I had it earlier, which is why I asked you that question. it's called "pan mee" and it's like, SPICY noodles, with dry chili, pickles, egg, and minced meat and it's so good 😭😭 (and yes I ate it for lunch! Proud for not skipping today xD) tho yes since it's both spicy, and noodles, I think you'd like it. It's a dish native to the Hakka Chinese, and since my grandma was Hakka, she loved it too. Just googled plov. It looks epic :>

aw that cafe sounds wonderful. I really hope you'll someday find it again, and be able to try the green tea :) tho I totally agree with what you've said about pizzas and quiches 😣😣 they finish wayy too fast and before you know it, the whole pizza is gone :<

ahhh Molly sounds like such an adorable name, you must've had a great time with the parrot. (He sounded like such a darling...) It's a shame :( I'm sorry to hear that >:(((

omg that logo was so pretty! The blues 😍😍😍 Here's ours... It's transparent too, so I hope you can see it xD (Leo stands for "leadership, experience, opportunity" which is lame ik😣 but oh well— we're basically a social service club with a whole lot of protocol)

AHH yes Rowling just makes all potterheads look bad. I loved the series ever since I was really young, and I've read the books multiple times, but the author as a person?? Nope. 🙀 I also had a project presentation earlier, and I'm v sure I screwed it up but uh nevermind 😭😣😣😣😣

That gif nooooo skjdksks too cute. And omg what you smile when you think of me? Combusting rn, that's so sweet I'm flustered

I love you so much :)

—Ari

Helloo!!

Ahah, sunshine, would a hug hold you back?^^" Please dont fight my pillow, its ruined as it is now hehe~ really though, the kids messed it up so bad😩

I'm watching Alice in the Borderland, you might've seen Kuro watching that in his stories too, (I checked the name in google and apparently it's also a manga😳 might read it later) It's pretty cool, I only watched two episodes but it's already awesome. It's a good watch, though theres blood and death and sexual scenes, so be careful~

I didnt even think about that, haha! I'm looking forward to it♡^з^ I'm sure itll be amazing!!

I'm really glad you think so, surprisingly those two are my most treasured children😩 even though I wasn't the one to create them XD still I think they're nice little kids. I'm hoping we finish the team soon so I could show you each of them😭

Ehhh I'm glad to hear that~ Its the only passion I have at the moment, and ... did I say that already??? I think I did. Or??? Either way, its really dear to me, and tbh if Liza wasn't busy we'd probably finish it all a lot quicker:( I feel bad cuz shes got a strict mom, but when we're on call they seem to have a pretty good relationship aside from when they're commanding her, so I guess it's not as bad as I thought. Still, she's busy, and barely finds time and place to draw.

Sorry, I'm gonna carry on about Liza for a little bit, because I'm really proud of how shes becoming lately--- I moved out of town a few years ago, maybe three or something, and to be honest I haven't really expected her to improve so much?? It's still got a few problems, but to be honest, the first time I saw her drawing I almost cried because I felt so proud, as I was the one to actually help her with the basics. I guess that's what being friends with artists does to you, but still I got really emotional when I first saw her improvements XD

Oh my god, SPICY NOODLES?? PICKLES????? EGGS????? MINCED MEAT???? SIGN ME THE HELL UP I AM ON MY WAYYYY I am definitely cooking you some plov and I really hope you like it😭😩

I hope so too!! ~and it especially sucks when you're in a big family, Kuro's been crying about how he got one slice of pizza when the kids ate everything every time💀 makes me wanna adopt him even more tbh JSHDJSJD

He was!! That month was hard because my dog also died, I miss them all so much🥺

OH it looks so good!!! The abbreviation (is that the word😭) is really cool too?? I love the lions hehe, big hairy cats go grrr

True true true, I absolutely can't stress enough how much struggle it is when the author is a bad person. I've been listening to a group, but the leader is an abusive/manipulative prick apparently, so the songs are like a guilty pleasure. I literally cant stop listening to them cuz their songs are the most relatable thing I've ever heard, but yet, it's sad to see that the one who wrote them is not a good person :<

Oh, I'm sure you didnt? I dont know the details though, but even if you did, please dont worry!! I'm sure you got the point through, and that's what's important:) No one can do everything perfectly, so dont stress about it<3

Hehehhe, no way, you're cuter😠❤❤ of course I do, your messages are one of the main sources of serotonin for me😝💞

I love you too!! Hope you're doing good<3

[sweetkiwi-vt]

Creepypasta OC

Pablo and Lilly #digitalart #creepypasta

About the characters:

Both are related.

The man in the chair is called Pablo...

No wait.

I'll just let them speak.

Lilly:

Hello!

My name is Lilly Ork and I'm 4 years old.

I like pandas and bears, because they are really cute!

I also like listening to my papa. He always gives me something fun to do!

I don't like lemons. They make me want to throw up, also I don’t like chilies, but I like cakes! Papa doesn’t let me to eat them so much though.

I don’t have a mama or grandpa and grandma. I saw papa kill them.

I don’t go to school either. Papa said that that's a bad idea.

Daddy told me that when I was little I met my grandma and grandpa once. They didn’t like me, when I asked about my mommy he said she didn’t like me either!

I didn’t mind it though. As long as papa gives me Pat's on the head and buys me new toys every time an old one gets dirty I don’t mind!

I have long brown hair made in pigtails, with such cute pink ribbons I took from a girlie I saw on the street. She got really mad at me, her mommy too. So papa took her out that night! Then he gave me the ribbons!

I wear a really pretty one piece dress with paws print on it! Papa bought me that dress recently, but from being nice white color it turned red, the brown. When I asked my papa about it, he told me that red color changes to brown when dry. I think I missed a part then.

One day I got really sick, my eye was really itchy, so papa and I went to see a doctor.

Papa then told me that I had Heterochromia. I'm not sure what that means. He gave me an eyepatch to hide one of my eyes.

I have a story on that too. Little while ago I got lost in a supermarket. Papa and I were out shopping for trash bags and something to eat. An old lady found me there. She told me I have beautiful eyes. Apparently I have one green and one blue eye.

Papa was mad at me for going off on my own, but he praised me for finding another annoying victim.

I don’t speak much, papa doesn’t like noise, so I'm quiet. I don’t really like to speak either. Now that I think about it, I don’t like hearing other people talk. Papa always talks to me and with me but I don’t hate it. Because its papa.

When I'm alone with papa and not haunting annoying people, we usually draw and collect things. I like doing that!

It's really fun to collect rocks and then draw on them!

What I dislike to do is talking with older men. They always look weirdly at me. My papa too dislikes them.

I cant read or write but papa is teaching me!

I can now read headlines of newspapers alone!

I really like my teddy bear. This is 3rd one already.

Kill?

I like to give poison to people my papa points out to me.

I usually walk to a person papa doesn’t like and then lead them astray!

Then my papa strangles them!

If not that, then I put white poisonous powder I have in my teddy bear.

People don’t suspect anything. That's weird.

Well it was nice talking to you!

Papa is behind you though. His eyes are telling me that both of us were quiet annoying and noisy just now!

Good bye! It was nice talking to you!

Eren:

My name is Eren Ork. I am 24 years old, a collage drop out and orphan.

Well not to then full extent, as you will hear later on, I killed my mother, father and step brother.

Why?

Because I was bored and they were all annoying.

That's what I hate the most, annoying people.

This is my story. It's not short but well, listen to it while you still can.

I've been alone since I can remember.

I grew up in a rich family.

"Next heir of our cooperation"

"He is so smart he can do anything."

Well, I would've stayed if my mother wasn’t a cunt like she was.

She would force me to study and made me spend my hours watching my father work.

Maybe because she wasn't even sure if I was my father's child.

As far as I know, I'm a single child. An only son of the CEO, and like I said only one who can actually take over the company.

So I was adored and respected to some point.

I learned how to act.

Sing.

How to play a piano.

And how to hate my family.

I never went to actual school. Other then my mother's abuse in a way, I was always alone. So when I turned 12.

I discovered something really amusing.

"We are reporting. The several killings that have been going on. As the reporters from the scene are reporting. In this small house, like you can see. We found multiple bodies. Their skin was used as a canvas, is what the policeman are stating. It is still..."

My face was glued to the screen.

The fact, that someone could do something like that, amused me. It seemed interasting. I wanted to try it.

But...

"What are you doing?! Aren’t you supposed to study?!" My mother was screaming at me from the door to my room. She's so loud and annoying.

"Get away from that. Damien! Take that thing out of my son's room!" So loud.

"You move away from that thing!" She stomped next to me, and grabbed me for my arm and pulled me up.

"Let me go, you loud hag." Is what I told her.

She just frowned and slapped me.

I felt it, I wanted to return her the same favor. But my father was behind her.

"Just what do you think you are doing?!"

That night, they fought through the whole night.

I just thought.

"Oh. This is fun"

For the 1st time in my whole life I found something fun. Yes, the 1st time.

Due to my actions and absence, my father bought me a cat. It was loud so I killed it. Then the dog, then the hamster, then they just gave up on buying me pets. I would always think of some reason on how they died. I couldn't tell them I liked how when they kinda screamed.

So, when the tutors would come in...

I would make them turn away.

Leaving my father and mother the only other option to educate me.

Boarding school.

When I was 15. I got sent into the boarding school. It was a private school, which are usually boarding schools. Unlike other rich boys I was thrilled to get sent into one.

I was away from that annoying mother. But...

Now there were some adults with no real status giving me orders...

So annoying.

It wasn't an only boys school so.

"Hey Pablo is kind of handsome?"

"I know right. His brown hair and eyes are so special!"

To let you know. I have dark brown hair and green eyes. I was told a lot that my Emerald like eyes resemble my mother's, never saw her in color, and my hair kind of resembles my father's. That's why they probably suspect me not being an true Ork, but a bastard child of some sort. And my build, well it was normal. I had height, but I wasn't anything special really. So...

"Ahhh. I wonder how would be to date him." "His family cant reach mine though" I never understand those girls.

So they are annoying.

I want them to go away.

"Hey" I spoke in a normal tone. I didn't want to let them know I'm pissed off. More like "They are giving me a headache."

"Oh sorry." The girls looked at me surprised. Only one of them spoke.

They had sad faces on. I couldn't care less. I would like to see them all cry. Maybe I could mess with them for a bit.

I could only grin on that idea. The fact I didn't think of something like that for so long....

So by the time I was about to graduate. I was considered popular in my school.

People would want to talk to me.

For the first time in my whole life, what my bitch of mother thought me paid off.

I was popular, I had fun ruining people's lives.

Until I mention the rest. For the whole 4 years I haven't visited my mother or father. I couldn't stand idea of them.

I haven't seen them or talked to them for 3 or 4 years. My boarding school didn’t allow parent visits, so I saw them at the day of graduation for the 1st time after 3 years.

"God. You've grown so much Pablo." My mother was standing in front of me. When I was 14 I was still looking up at her, now I have to look down to be able to follow her. She had her hand on my cheek. She was crying. I still didn’t understand it. She was also annoying. But during my time here. Other then good grades and popularity. I gained ability to fake my feelings quiet easily.

Not that I felt any.

I just smiled at my mother. "You've gotten older mother.".

"Well aren’t you mister obvious."

My father was staring at me from the side. He had a grown on his face.

You asshole.

What so I don't take after you anymore so you get all cold with me.

After the graduation ceremony. I returned home. And started collage.

In collage it was the same as high school. This time it wasn't a private school. My father's business was falling apart.

He also held a grudge against me never visiting home.

Like I care.

In collage, I met an interesting girl.

She was from a poor family and liked me.

So we started dating.

It was a good way for me to try out discovering "love".

Since it seems like my mother is planning something. Just to be ready.

One day, she called me drunk and came to visit her.

And we slept together.

And then, the bitch disappeared.

She dare disappear after using my body.

And year later, she appeared. But this time she had a baby with her.

An ugly worm.

BITCH.

Ahh

Annoying.

Annoying.

Annoying. Annoying.

They are all annoying.

She gave the brat to me and left again. Like hell.

"What the hell?! Just what do you think you just did?!" Screamed my mother at me as I was left in a hallway, door just closed with 2 month old baby in my hands.

Tch.

"Now no one would want to wed you! You idiot chil--" next thing I knew was that my grip was on my mother's neck. "You are so annoying and loud. Another word and Ill snap that God damn neck of yours." I let her down.

Baby was just looking at me, she didn't cry. Just stared. That took my interest.

"I will be in my room."

"Pablo! Get back here!" I walked away listening to my mother scream my name as I went up the stairs to my room.

I was 20 when I got my daughter in my hands.

Pretty young.

She was the only quiet one. She cried first few months until she turned one. After that she didn't cry almost at all.

My father and mother didn’t like Lilly one bit. So when she turned one I dropped out of collage and was kicked out of my house.

I saved money over the course of my birthdays from age 18 to 20 and had enough money to get myself a apartment and small job.

.

.

.

Hah.

You think that's the end of my story?

Of course not.

When Lilly turned 2.

I went back to my house. Just to show Lilly her family.

There I met, a boy. He was around 10 years old. Heh. My parents adopted another child. To rise him as their company's successor.

Hahahaha.

Apparently, my father's company got big after I left.

They didn't even bother to tell me, to visit their only son.

I put Lilly down and snapped.

I killed my whole family that night. Oh how?

Simply by strangling them all to death, wouldn't be enough? Well that’s right.

Despite them being worse the horse crap. They did let me in the house.

We were invited to dinner every weekend. So I thought of a better way to kill my family.

I purchased a slow killing poison, I made Lilly put some in my father's tea when he was playing with her. For my mother, when I was showing her off my cooking skills, I cur her wrist open. I could just grin as she bled out. How did I not get found out? Because I had Lilly with me. I would go out of the kitchen "to fetch something" while Lilly would be in kitchen for a little while then start crying or scream. My plan went just as expected.

My father collapsed after being drugged for weeks on the poison, and my mother would be killed in a matter of hour.

All that was left was to get rid of evidence and then act as if I know nothing.

That day staff was out of the house. So Lilly didn’t have to scream or cry. There was a main butler and maid, but they didn't really care, being occupied in their own business.

So I just gave my mother sleeping pills. She probably overdosed. And the fiasco with my father went as planned.

So my dirty Step Brother, he too was a sleep. All that was left was to...

Bam. Put the house on fire. That's what I did. And...

"The big cooperation of the Ork family has fell under, due to the whole family's death. The whole house was burned to the ground by, how it seems, a mistake from one of maids. She used the fire lamp trying to light the rock over in the kitchen, burning the whole house down. Fire started in the kitchen  making the staff fall unconscious due to the smoke. When the family noticed the fire it was already too late."

I was staring at the screen with grin on my face. Lilly in my lap looking at the screen. Lilly was smiling,

The first words she every said were papa.

After that she never spoke again.

She was smiling this time and seemed really exited. "Papa! We do that again?!" Didn’t expect her to react that way.

"Did you find that fun?"

Lilly nodded at my question.

She is truly my daughter.

I put my hand on her head.

"Of course, well kill lots and lots of annoying people again."

"Yes!"

And so

My killing spree as a Black Demon began. Yes. My nickname is only black. I wonder who is the worst in our duo? I gave my precious angel a teddy bear, in teddy bear there was poison. Every time we go to kill.... We are always ready.

Hope you liked them. I'm planning on changing their names , but I don’t now in what.

If you have a suggestion please do tell me.

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The Virtuoso - 4. Meteor City IV

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A/N I'm sorry guys, the ending of this chapter kicked my fucking ass. I've been sitting on it being almost done forever.

After the troupe left, I started composing a song for them. I wasn't sure why. It wasn't like I was going to be able to play it for them but...it provided me with some peace. It reminded me of them. It wasn't just them that playing my violin reminded me of, though.

Every time I looked at it I remembered my grandfather. My mother, my father...my brothers. It made me want to tear it apart.

I wouldn't, though. My father always told me I was a sentimental fool, and he was right.

The music it made was nice, at least.

Inspiration had struck me in the middle of the street and I was working on a random stanza. Eventually I was going to have to put all of these parts together, but for now I just kept coming up with more pieces. I couldn't help but wonder if they would ever fit together.

I was interrupted by a familiar face. I couldn't quite place it at first, though.

"Give me your violin!" She demanded, standing in a threatening manner.

I stared at her blankly.

"Now, or- or I'll kill you!" She continued.

Oh, that's right. Zara. The girl I made lead me into the part of the city that people actually lived in.

"Why?" I asked. I was still positioned to play as if her presence made no difference to me. It didn't really.

"I'm- I'm gonna sell it!" Zara yelled. The woman was practically shaking. How tedious.

I tilted my head to the side. "To who?"

"Um-"

"Nobody here would ever buy this. Nobody can play it." I paused. "Why do you want it?"

Zara faltered, lowering her fists and looking at the ground. "Y-your music is beautiful. I thought that...maybe I could make it."

It remained silent. She was still trembling. She probably thought I was going to kill her. I was considering it. She did threaten me, after all...

"Would you like me to teach you?" I offered, surprising even myself.

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After that, more and more people began approaching me asking for lessons. They started trading with me for them.

It was almost like I was an actual musician holding classes. After a while, people started trading violins to people. I assumed they bought them with whatever money they made working for the mafia.

I saw the mafia often. Well, their runners. It was strange how many jobs they were doing recently. They'd come to me a few times to ask me to handle a job for them. I obviously could never complete them, but I could at least point them in the direction of somebody who could. After the fourth time of me doing that, they started to come to me first. They even payed me. Jenny was no good to me, so I gave them a list of things that would work as payment.

I couldn't wait to discuss my new books with Chr-

Oh.

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Can somebody do a Mark x Reader SMAU?

Asking for a friend

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The Virtuoso / 3. Meteor City Part III

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I couldn't seem to distance myself from the Phantom Troupe. Every time I considered it I found myself somehow spending time with one of the members. It was strange. I had never wanted to spend so much time with somebody before, except maybe Killua; but even that was different.

At the time I was just concerned with showing him and everyone else that I was his superior in every way.

It wasn't long before they gathered new members. Only a few, and they helped lay the groundwork for the Troupe.

Shalnark and Phinks.

Phinks was ok. Pretty fun to mess with, actually. As far as Phantom Troupe members went, I'd say he was the most excitable. I mean, aside from Uvo. But he was a different kind of excitable. I spent a truly unnecessary amount of time bullying the man. Something about the way he reacted was hysterical to me.

He had tried to fight me, however. Luckily I was really good at evading. Plus Chrollo always had my back....even though he told me to stop harassing the man. I didn't though. What was he gonna do? Stop me? Please.

I hated Shalnark. I had no idea why. I just did. He was the worst. He was entirely too cheerful. He, however, was determined to be my best friend. Whenever I was doing anything he just turned up and started pestering me.

"Ivela!"

And there he was now.

I elected to ignore him, instead continuing to play my violin in a secluded alley.

"Look, I brought you a crown!" He exclaimed, carrying with him a ridiculous silver circlet with a red gemstone centered in the front.

My violin screeched. "What?"

"Look how pretty it is!"

"I hate you."

"Aww, but you're my best friend!"

Naturally, I took the crown. I had hopes that he would give me a different gift sometime in the future, but I always need more gifts. Gives me more things to summon.

Chrollo and I had already talked about every book he had, and now we had started sharing our own stories with each other. Only told orally, because there was no way we were wasting paper on that. Plus I blatantly refused to write on the dirty paper that could be found here. It was gross.

It was kind of fun to bounce ideas off of each other. These sessions usually ended in the two of us chuckling at the absurdity of what we had just come up with.

"Did you make yourself into a character?" Chrollo asked me one time.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "No, she's-"

"She's an assassin born girl banished from the family trying to prove herself worthy so she can go home." He deadpanned.

I paused. "Alright so I might have made myself."

He laughed at me, the bastard. I joined him a few seconds later. It was, admittedly, kind of funny.

My time spent alone was filled with, surprisingly, composing. It was something I had never really had much time for after Killua was born, but I had enjoyed the hobby tremendously when I was still the heir. I wasn't sure why I had started writing music again. It felt kind of nice. They were all little songs, though. I didn't think I had it in me to write a full length one. Or, rather I didn't really have the inspiration.

I tended to meditate a lot while I was alone too. Basic nen training, I guess. It was incredibly important that I get stronger. I wouldn't let myself fall behind the others- the members of the troupe. My nen prowess grew by the day.

I was worried I was becoming an alcoholic with the amount of time I spent drinking with Uvo and Nobu. It was a good thing they never had enough alcohol to keep me buzzed for more than an hour. I didn't think Uvo ever had enough, either. He was always talking about how much he wanted to get me to an actual bar so he could "drink me under the table."

Personally I thought that I would beat him in a drinking contest.

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The Virtuoso Masterlist

Hunter x Hunter Story

Summary

Ivela was the apple of her family's eyes. Emphasis on the word was. The moment that Killua was born, she was always second best. The spare. In case he died. You know.

Of course, that was fine with Ivela. She knew how to deal with her problems. It wasn't long before she had a plan on how to deal with her Killua problem. She was going to give him a fantastic birthday present... Unfortunately, it didn't work out. It was okay though, Ivela was nothing if not a good sport. Besides, she...felt a little guilty about it. Her family wasn't pleased with her, and banned her to Meteor City under threat of death if she were to ever leave. Naturally, leaving was unthinkable. Although, the longer she stayed, the more the place grew on her....and the more she found herself wanting to disobey the last order her family had ever given her.

Chapters

Prologue

Chapter 1 - Meteor City I

Chapter 2 - Meteor City II

Chapter 3 - Meteor City III

Chapter 4 - Meteor City IV

Extras

Ivela’s First Twitter Post

Ivela if she was never banished - Portrait

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Bitch

so around the time-ish when i was getting into skateboarding more i drew a girl that was a "witch" that rode a broom like a longboard/surfboard and yeah and she has a brother that can shapeshift into a cat

so in the shower i came up with some more stuff

for now i'll refer to everyone with placeholder names that may change later

Ana (protagonist: Freshman year of high school. That's...pretty much it. They're pretty foul-mouthed and tough. Likes cruising around. Really likes bomber jackets and cool hats.)

Bryan (older brother: out of college, works at family job. can shapeshift into a cat. he likes his cat form much more since he can go almost anywhere like that. not really into longboarding and prefers riding bikes or driving his car)

Colton (Father: Owns a barbershop. His family get a family discount; 65% off normal price. Other people may get 50% sometimes or on certain days like...Six Dollar Saturdays or somethin. does not apply to custom cuts. Tries to avoid his past. Don't talk about it.)

Diana (Mother: Lived a life of secrecy. Things were fine up until Ana was born, where she then left for some reason. i havent fully worked this out tbh. but anyways she was a bank teller and also had powers??? like psychic powers kinda)

i call it "Bitch" for now because in middle school my PE teacher (ripperoni), when someone wanted to play an explicit song, would say stuff like "witches with a B" instead of "Bitch" and thats the title for now. (but i'll refer to it as "Bitches" in the tags tho)

i didnt come up with much after that except for like... a not so tragic backstory. the mom left for unknown reasons (idk yet tbh) but it wasnt because of something bad like "oh i need to keep the child a secret" cuz come on Ana's brother can fuckin shapeshift what makes her so special? she can levitate. my oh my we gotta put her down Ana's a ufo

the barbershop was originally gonna be a psychic place (fortune tellers and all. There's a lot in my city actually. its kinda nice to see small stores imo, but ive never been to them tho) and the dad could put people to sleep, allowing them to go to some spirit world for a brief moment. kinda like Black Panther? except instead of wisdom the people can be reunited with loved ones and stuff.

alright think of it like this. theres plenty of other people doing this in the nation/world. so then two people do it (doesnt matter if its at the same time or not), for example a long distance couple, and they are able to see each other "physically". this also applies to the deceased, except of course the process doesn't apply to them. they exist more as a ball of light (unlike physical spirits on Earth) and float around the spirit world/realm, which is basically Earth but in darker colors kinda. like as if the earth were in a constant eclipse and the sky was dark purple.

while that idea of the father doing that may not happen, the spirit realm thing is a definite real thing in something i call the Doodleverse (i am shit at coming up with names lol) and just yeah. basically limbo. purgatory. then spirits can come to earth if summoned by an angel or devil

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why tbe FUCK am i awake its 12:46 am

i guess imma sleep lol

maybe thatll be my new writing tag? "Doodleverse"??? no it sounds lame. i'll come up with one eventually to go along with "#doodles".

oh yeah also im hella gonna draw lotsa new stuff now! once im done with the fanart thing, i got another request to finish (although just a sketch...?), two ocs (one of them being Ana! basically a redraw) and then a lil comic thing then monsters and othdr shit

i should sleep yeah