#mini feather charm

[arkisilver]

Handmade Silver Feather Pendant - XYELEMENT, Native American Inspired

[twst-aceofhearts]

Ramshackle Midnight Mayhem

𝖆/𝖓: third years is finally here. ...I should probably have a better posting schedule

𝖙𝖜: ghosts, Idia passes out

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: third years x reader

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘: 903

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙: @luxaryllis @thegoldencontracts @waterthatsmoe @oya-oya-okay @writingattemptsxx

It started as a joke over lunch.

"If all of you think Ramshackle is so 'atmospheric,' you're welcome to stay a night and find out just how drafty and ghost-ridden it really is," you'd said, tossing a chip at Cater for teasing you about the "haunted mansion aesthetic."

"Bet," Cater grinned. "Slumber party at Ramshackle! I’ll bring the ring lights!"

You assumed that would be the end of it.

It wasn’t.

7:34 PM – Arrival

One by one, the third years arrived like ominous omens.

Trey came first with supplies — a cooler, a thermos, and a bakery box. "Crowley asked me to bring food, just in case," he said, eyeing the creaky porch. "And I packed some basic first aid. Just a precaution."

Cater followed, dragging two duffels. One held clothes, the other? Lights, skincare, a mushroom-shaped speaker, and a mini projector. "Time to give Ramshackle a makeover~!"

Leona strolled in, yawning. "Calling dibs on the couch. Anyone tries to move me, and they won't live to tell the tale."

Vil showed up in a shawl and gloves. "I brought cleansing mist, aromatherapy, and satin sheets. I will not sleep directly on any of your cursed mattresses."

Rook didn’t use the door. "Bonsoir~! The ambiance is exquisite! The mildew, the moonlight... the mystique!"

Idia blinked into the room via a glowing teleportation bubble. "I hate it here," he declared, hoodie drawn tight. "This is how horror games start."

Then came Malleus, regal as ever, touching the frame of the door. "What a charming dwelling. I sense the presence of three spirits."

Finally, Lilia descended from the ceiling. "Where's my coffin for the night? I brought snacks! Most are probably safe."

9:13 PM – Unstructured Chaos

Ramshackle became a hive of activity.

Trey claimed the kitchen and started unpacking food. Cater hung fairy lights and set up his tripod. Leona claimed his corner. Vil wiped down a chair and placed a barrier of lavender oil around himself. Rook wandered the halls, humming eerily.

Idia was buried in blankets, streaming from his handheld console. Malleus examined the toaster with intense curiosity. Lilia... well, no one could find Lilia until he reappeared with a cursed music box that played haunting lullabies.

Cater screamed. "Nope. Absolutely not. We’re not summoning anything tonight!"

"Yet," Lilia grinned.

10:45 PM – Games, Ghosts, and Pie

Board games were next. Rook treated Uno like a battle of wits. Lilia cheated. Vil caught him and threw down his cards. Malleus played Go Fish with the seriousness of international diplomacy.

When charades began, Malleus mimed a dragon so realistically that a real ghost fled the cupboard in fear. It waved apologetically and left a note that read: "love the vibe, be back later <3."

Trey unveiled an apple-caramel pie. Leona devoured a third before anyone else got a slice.

Midnight – The Great Pillow War

No one remembers who threw the first pillow. Maybe it was Lilia. Or Rook. Or Cater.

What mattered is that Leona retaliated.

Then Vil got hit.

And then it was war.

Blankets flew. Trey got knocked off his chair. Rook declared himself the "phantom of feathers" and dive-bombed the sofa. Cater live-streamed the chaos. Malleus summoned glowing pillows with mass. Idia retreated under the table.

You tried to protect the furniture.

Grim tried to join in.

Leona and Vil locked in a duel of precise strikes and petty vengeance until Cater yelled, "Omg you two are basically a married couple!"

They both stopped.

The war ended.

2:17 AM – Deep Thoughts and Weird Tea

Trey made cocoa. Malleus brewed a mysterious glowing tea that changed colors. Yours turned minty green. Idia's went pitch black. Lilia drank his glowing magenta without blinking.

The dorm finally started to quiet.

"Y'know," Cater mumbled from a bean bag, "this is kinda cozy."

Vil didn’t open his eyes. "The bar is very low."

"But still," Trey added, "it’s rare we all hang out like this."

You yawned. "You’re welcome any time."

Malleus smiled. "Truly? Then I shall return often."

"Warn me first."

Lilia cackled. "Where’s the fun in that?"

3:12 AM – Ghost Story Finale

Rook told a tale about a mirror that devoured reflections. Vil sighed but listened. Idia shivered.

At the climax of the story, the room temperature dropped.

A translucent woman drifted into view, clapped politely, and whispered, "10/10, very spooky," before fading into the wall.

Idia passed out as you left out a rubber duck with a mustache as a peace offering for the next time she came.

7:36 AM – Breakfast at Ramshackle

You woke to the smell of something surprisingly pleasant.

Trey was in the kitchen flipping pancakes, wearing an apron with a cracked egg on it. Malleus was watching attentively, having cracked all the eggs with perfect form.

Lilia served up skewers of grilled fruit. Cater had brewed fresh coffee with his own mini-press. Rook brought in wild herbs he'd foraged from the woods (you did not ask when).

Vil sipped from a bone china teacup he'd brought in his own bag.

Leona was still asleep, a pancake on his head.

Idia sat at the end of the table, bleary-eyed, chewing toast like it betrayed him.

Cater snapped a group selfie. "Best sleepover ever~!"

Crowley opened the front door, gasped at the sight of the ghost still humming lullabies, and immediately shut it again.

You passed the syrup. "Same time next month?"

Malleus raised his teacup. "Indeed.”

credit to @cursed-carmine for divider

[fiastomatocheek]

Here to yap about dad!Luke, specifically how he is so girl-dad coded. He'd want to learn how to do her hair (god bless him, he can barely do his own lmao) and help her pick out just the right accessories to match her outfits. For sure would play tea party with no hesitation. He'd be sitting awkwardly at a table that's much too small for him, teacup in hand, pinky raised, bright pink blush on his cheeks, proudly wearing a sparkly feather boa, politely nibbling on the pretend sandwiches, and loudly proclaiming (to the teddy bear sitting next to him) that his daughter is wearing the most beautiful tiara. 💕💕💕

omg that would be so freaking adorable 😭😭 like imagine it’s not even lucy who asks luke to do her hair, it’s luke who insists on learning. he’d be all like, ‘babe, what’s luce’s favorite hairstyle again? is it the braided ponytail with the pink charm?’ even though he knows it’s practically rocket science for him 😂

he tries. oh, he tries. the first few attempts are… questionable at best (the ponytail is off-center, the braid looks more like a knot), but he keeps going because he wants to get it right for his girl. and lucy, being the little sweetheart she is, never gets mad. one morning, she even starts guiding him through it, standing on her stool and saying, ‘daddy, you have to twist this piece like this, okay?’ and luke’s just melting on the spot like, my daughter is the love of my life and also my personal hair coach. and when he finally gets it right? you bet he takes a million pictures and texts them to the family group chat with the caption: ‘lucy’s personal snoopy just leveled up 💅’

AND A TEA PARTY??? yes. he’d totally be like, ‘princess luce, would today be a good day for high tea?’ and lucy would absolutely be down. she picks out his outfit which is a pink tutu, a tiara that keeps falling off his curls, and a glittery magic wand that she insists he wave every time he talks. you’re in the kitchen prepping little tea cups and mini cupcakes, just overhearing luke say things like, ‘excuse me, princess sparkle-pants, may i have another sip of invisible tea?’ while lucy nods seriously like, ‘of course, princess snoopy.’

and THEN when lucy gets invited to her friend’s birthday party, she needs her dad to come with her. she holds his hand the entire time and proudly tells everyone, ‘this is my dad! he plays in the NHL! and so do my uncles!’ and luke’s just standing there all surprised because he totally thought she’d introduce him as her snoopy, not a professional athlete. but no, lucy’s beaming with pride because to her, he’s both. snoopy and a superstar

dad!luke is truly everything. he’d be the most involved, most chaotic, most glitter-covered, braid-practicing, tea-sipping dad ever and lucy would think he hung the stars. 🥺💖

[kittysdiary]

The Pornstar/Stripper Look

My current favorite aesthetic filled with girly seductiveness and details consisting of mini skirts, glitter smokey eyes, form fitting clothing, bombshell curls, diamonds, big lips, furs, cheetah print, bleached blonde blowouts + flirty colors. An overall bimbo look!

Signatures 🎀:

“Forever obsessed with early 00s pornstar signature staples like platinum blonde hair, french tips, glossed plump lips, a perfect tan, bedazzled details, skimpy clothing + fragrance notes of a perfect balance of sugar and spice!”

mini skirts

light denim

silk and lace fabrics

ruffles

lingerie worn as everyday clothing

diamonds + rhinestones

crop tops

low rise jeans

pink and black plaid

furs

feathers

push up bras

thongs

leather bottoms

corsets

knee high stockings

halter tops

tight shorts

pumps + pleasers

Color Palette and Patterns 🎀:

PINK + more pink! Play with different animal patterns and pattern sizes. Camo patterns and plaids are used a lot. Neutrals are your best friend. Look for light wash denims, dark leathers + fabrics with shimmer especially silver!

Beauty 🎀:

Makeup:

smokey eyes

tan skin

baby pink frosted lips

thin eyebrows

hot pink lips

highlighted brow bone

heavy black eyeliner

fluffy lashes

beauty marks

black, brown, hot pink, baby blue or sliver eyeshadow

“no makeup” makeup look

light blush

bronzed

Hair:

platinum blonde, black or brown

bombshell curls

blow outs

fluffed bangs

short bobs

high ponytails or buns

Nails:

long or short french tips

square shaped

matching toes

Fragrance:

gourmand + spice notes

tease - victoria’s secret

love don’t be shy - kilian

good girl - carolina herrera

fantasy - britney spears

sweet like candy - ariana grande

viva la juicy - juicy couture

angel muse - thierry mugler

pink sugar - aquolina

Accessories + Details 🎀:

Essentials:

diamonds

chokers

baseball caps 

chunky belts

rhinestone details

tramp stamps

belly piercing

dermals

waist + belly chains

marilyn piercing 

playboy bunny symbol

large jewelry charms

heart, star + cherry shapes

large framed sunglasses

[totallynotcoffeeturtle]

They’re a runner, they’re a trackstar ☆

Masterlist

(From the 6th to 30th April, I am having a mini 100 follower milestone event!)

Tags: fluff Summary: you tease wanderer by kissing him and then running away

First time it happens, Wanderer is a ball of confusion despite all of his smarts. What just happened? You run up to him in your usual golden retriever way, just suddenly kiss him in the middle of the street, mind you, and run off?? The worst thing is, you only kissed him once. Once. Where are the rest, messily placed on the rest of his face?? He huffs, he will definitely get his revenge!

By the second time that happens, Wanderer is already prepared. He already knows your tactic but despite all of his prep, you still manage to escape, leaving behind a red faced Wanderer and his many colleagues looking at him teasingly. He tries to search for you among the numerous bookshelves before finally surrendering when the alarm he set rings, calling him to return to his stack of theses waiting to be finished. Wander touches the spot where you kissed him as he sits back down.

Third time’s the charm and he finally manages to chase you down. You approached him as usual, hands behind your back and that smug little grin like your plan already worked. A quick peck before you break into a well anticipated sprint… everything would have worked out had Wanderer not immediately sprints after you. Anemo amps up his speed, leading to your defeat. You try to push him away feebly with your hands while struggling against his hold. He cackles in his typical Wanderer way before diving down for the kisses you owe him after all that teasing. Feather light kisses rain all over your face, tickling you until you respond with your own flurry of kisses.

A/N: Happy white day (this is not a white day post lol) and everyone please say happy birthday to my sister (15/3) if possible! Taglist: @amyminhminh

[daydreamingoveracupofcoffee]

The reaction of the Pro-Heroes to their little fan.

All Might:

All Might’s eyes light up with his signature heroic grin as he spots the child in a pint-sized version of his iconic costume. He kneels down to their level, his booming voice warm and encouraging. “Young hero! Your spirit shines brighter than my Plus Ultra!” He signs the autograph with a flourish, adding a motivational “Go beyond!” and ruffles their hair, inspiring them to keep dreaming big. His enthusiasm leaves the kid starry-eyed.

Aizawa (Eraser Head):

Aizawa’s expression remains stoic, his tired eyes scanning the child in a mini-Eraser Head outfit, complete with a tiny capture scarf. He sighs softly, muttering, “Kids these days…” but there’s a faint softness in his gaze. He scribbles a quick autograph, handing it over with a deadpan, “Don’t stay up too late idolizing heroes. Get some sleep.” Despite his gruff demeanor, he gives a subtle nod of approval, secretly touched by the kid’s admiration.

Present Mic:

Present Mic lets out an ecstatic “YEAHHHH!” when he sees the child rocking a mini version of his loud hero getup. He cranks up the energy, striking a dramatic pose. “Look at this future STAR! You’re ready to crank it to ELEVEN!” He signs the autograph with a flashy signature, adding musical notes and a “Stay loud, lil’ listener!” He probably throws in a quick selfie with the kid, hyping them up until they’re giggling uncontrollably.

Hawks:

Hawks flashes a charming grin as he spots the child in a tiny version of his winged hero outfit, complete with makeshift feathers. He crouches down, wings twitching playfully. “Yo, kid, you’re rockin’ this look better than me!” He signs the autograph with a quick, stylish flourish, tossing in a feather as a keepsake. “Keep those wings soaring, alright?” His laid-back, cool vibe leaves the kid beaming with excitement.

Endeavor:

Endeavor’s intense gaze softens slightly as he towers over the child dressed in a miniature flame-covered costume. He’s visibly awkward, not used to such adoration. “Hmph, you’ve got… dedication,” he grumbles, signing the autograph with a precise, almost formal signature. He hands it over, adding a stern, “Stay strong and train hard.” Despite his gruff tone, there’s a flicker of pride in his eyes at inspiring the next generation.

Fat Gum:

Fat Gum’s face lights up with a massive, toothy grin when he sees the child in a chubby, padded version of his costume. “Aww, look at this lil’ hero! You’re ready to gobble up some villains!” He laughs heartily, scooping the kid up for a gentle hug before signing the autograph with a big, messy scrawl. He tosses in a candy from his pocket, saying, “Keep eatin’ strong, kiddo!” His warm, protective energy makes the child feel like a true sidekick.

Mirko (Rumi Usagiyama):

Mirko crouches down to the kid’s level, smirking as she eyes their tiny, makeshift bunny-themed costume. “Well, look at this! You’ve got some serious spunk, kid, rockin’ my style!” She’d playfully ruffle their hair or flick the fake bunny ears on their costume, chuckling. “Wanna be a hero like me? Better start training those kicks now!” She’d sign the autograph with a flourish, maybe adding a little bunny doodle next to her name, and toss the kid a wink. “Keep it fierce, little rabbit!”

Gang Orca:

Gang Orca’s sharp eyes widen slightly as the tiny fan barrels toward him, unfazed by his towering, toothy presence. He’d kneel carefully, his deep voice softening as he says, “You’re quite brave to approach me, young one. I see you’ve crafted a fine costume.” He’d examine their outfit with a serious nod, as if inspecting a hero-in-training. “Dedication like this is the mark of a true hero.” He’d sign the autograph with precise, bold strokes, maybe offering a gentle pat on the shoulder. “Stay strong and protect those who need it.”

Best Jeanist:

Best Jeanist tilts his head, a faint smile visible beneath his high collar as he takes in the child’s slightly mismatched, homemade denim costume. “My, my. You’ve captured the essence of my style with remarkable creativity,” he’d say, voice smooth and approving. “A hero’s appearance reflects their resolve. You’re off to an excellent start.” He’d sign the autograph with elegant calligraphy. “Polish your craft, young hero, and let your spirit shine.”

[fopolls]

Scenario time!: Your F/o is walking somewhere or doing something outside and they find something left on the ground with no owner in sight! It’s such a minuscule trinket and yet it reminds them of you so they decide to gift it to you!

[Proship dni]

[delayeddrabbles]

glitch - mafs au - ex bsf!rafe & single mom!oc - part 1 - feels like home

PLOT | MASTERLIST | NEXT

a/n: ok we're finally getting started! thanks for being so patient! i'm going to pick and choose what i include from the show. I've skipped straight to the wedding and i'll stay mostly in Rafe's and Abbey's perspectives only including other couples in the show now and then. While i have a whole world built in my head i'm trying to keep this as a mini series. I'll use dividers and subtitles to indicate what's on camera and what's off camera. a/n and smau at the end. length: 4k, slightly proofed, cw swearing links: contestants & wedding board

THE WEDDING:

A drone shot is shown of an idyllic Malibu beach wedding as dramatic sweeping music swells over the top of the rustling white feather pampas arranged with dainty blue flowers and the crashing waves behind. White wooden chairs sit in the sand, and a grand wedding arch is built of driftwood and white and baby blue floral arrangements engulf the whole setup, filling every empty space. It's extravagant and bright and cherry.

Guests slowly trickle in, exchanging curious glances across the aisle at the other invitees. Some struggle with their heels in the sand with giggles and groans, others glide on through like they were born in it. The atmosphere is buzzing with chatter and nerves as everyone tries to piece together who the other spouse will be and whether their loved one will be impressed...or not.

Narrator: While Pope and Cleo's day seems to have gone off without a hitch, our next couple may have just contracted a case of cold feet.

A tall middle aged blonde woman in zebra print and a much older elderly woman in lilac and a wide brimmed hat are the only ones in the front row of the bride's side. Two seats are reserved for the bridesmaids with laminated signs flapping in the breeze, but the remaining two seats lie suspiciously empty.

Ward is the last to arrive on Rafe's side. His suit is pressed and his smile is bright and charming, shaking hands firmly and nodding politely in greeting to everyone who stops him. That cool calm veneer vanishes as he slips in beside Rose.

"How is he?" they both murmur quietly as they now sit facing the celebrant, eyes flicking back and forth between the battalion of cameramen.

"Better. I talked him down. He'll be fine."

" 'You talked him down'? That doesn't fine to me."

Ward shushes Rose, taking one of her hands, nervously ringing in her lap, between two of his own. "Just smile and breathe. He knows what he needs to do."

Groomsmen John B and Topper file in single file, far more relaxed than the elder Mr Cameron. In tailored Navy suits, shiny silver ties and white boutonnieres, Topper fits the role perfectly where as John B fidgets and tugs on his too tight suit and his too thick tie, feeling incredibly out of place. A reassuring glance to Sarah in the back row soothes his nerves.

Wheezie and her girlfriend help a heavily pregnant and glowing Sarah keep a feral blonde toddler entertained and quiet as the crowd begins to settle.

Finally, Rafe practically bolts down the aisle in a tie-less version of the boys' navy suits. His eyes fixed on the empty spot by the celebrant, and getting there as soon as possible. He lacks his father's grace and levity. Instead, he's riddled with tension. As he spins on his mark to face the guests, he clutches one wrist infront of him in a vice like grip, and his jaw is clenched tighty.

John B. and Topper heckle him with jokes to get him to relax.

MONTAGE:

The scene is interrupted by a video confessional from Rafe getting ready that morning. The producer points out his twitchy demeanor, his weight is shifting between his feet, even as he speaks politely and calmly to the camera.

"I mean, yeah. It isn't easy. You don't really expect to be the last to settle down as the eldest kid. There's a lot of pressure for today to go right. Not just for me but for everyone."

"Do you feel behind?"

"Well, it's hard not to compare, right? " he attempts to shrug it off with a forced laugh as the scenes cut to his video intro.

VIDEO PROFILE:

Staged glamourized shots are intercut of Rafe pounding the pavement of New York in a perfect suit and sunglasses. it's hustling and bustling and alive and we see him as this polished and cutthroat developer. Rafe's interview is intercut and rolls over the top of the slow mo images and pulsing music. He's successful, he's put together, he's sexy.

"What's that thing that people say of like...blink and you'll miss it? Life kinda feels like sometimes. I've been working so much and operating at such a high pace for so long it's like um, I'm suddenly spat out at a 29 and realising there isn't anyone permanent in my life you know? There isn't that person to come home to."

Rafe walks through a door and the music stops. The editing shifts to him taking a serene dawn surf in the peace and quiet. Noone else is around and the camera slowly works it's way up his shirtless frame as he runs a hand through his dripping hair. The music is ambient and subtle with soft synth and chimes and the chirpping birds. It's a private sacred moment of tranquility. Is he ready to leave the fast lane behind and settle down?

"So there hasn't been anyone..." the interviewer purposely asks the very leading question and he leans right into with an embarrassed, bright grin and bite of his lip.

"I wouldn't say that..." we shift back to his surfing montage again as he stares out at the sunrise. It's hopeful and inspiring. Maybe this time things will be different. "but noone who's stayed you know? Nothing that's...felt right"

Abbey is getting ready with her tall bottle blonde white cousin Tammy and her black childhood friend Michelle in satin baby blue dreseses. As she fixes her earrings and the girls touch up her makeup and hair Rafe's voice over continues as she smiles and laughs with a cute crinkle of her nose.

"Someone that you know? Feels like home and all that...can I swear?" The beautiful montage is comically interrupted with a cut back to Rafe in the confessional chair and the female producer giggling before firmly stating No, he can't. "Or whatever it is that people say." he continues, with a proud glimmer in his eye for having gotten the girl to laugh. "That calm feeling. I mean that's what everyone wants right?"

AD BREAK

As we come back from the ad break, the title card now reads RAFE AND ABBEY in elegant script as the show confirms the pair are matched.

Narrator: Back at the beach, our newest couple are about to hit a bump in their plesant afternoon.

The bridesmaids look beautiful as they walk down the sandy aisle with long flowing curls and small blue and white bouquets. A curious comical music plays as Tammy's face immediately drops at the sight of Rafe.

"Oh no..." she breathes but slinks into her seat, avoiding his eye. He's still smiling and standing tall and straight, unaware.

The moment Michelle sits down beside her, the pair whispers between each other, doing their best to mumble beneath their breaths and act natural for the camera, but failing. "That isn't...?"

"It is!"

"Oh shit...she's gonna be pissed!"

"Yeah..." Tammy groans, hiding behind her bouquet.

Only then do we see Rafe lock eyes with the zebra-adorned woman from before. He blanches, a deer caught in headlights. "Zoey?"

"Hello Rafe" she responds, cold and unamused.

His eyes furiously rake back over the front row of the bride's side of the aisle as the pieces crash together in his brain. His eyes are wide as he feels his stomach plummet violently. His face goes through the whole spectrum of emotions. Every stage of grief with glimmers of amusement and excitement splattered in between.

This could either be the best outcome or the worst.

He's given no time to react as the celebrant asks him to turn and face them, and he obliges. If he thought he was nervous before, it's nothing compared to this. The hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. His shoulders feel heavy and tight, and a jagged puff of air stutters out of his shaking lips as he looks down at his feet.

"You can turn"

His eyes slam closed at that permission he's not sure he wants to take. His free hand scrunches into a tight fist as he summons every last reserve of courage he has left.

He opens his eyes, turns...and beams.

AD BREAK

Warm soft relief floods his system at the sight of her.

It's her. It's Abbey.

She looks stunning. Her red hair pulled back into a soft bun. Her dress boho and simple, swaying and fluttering in the wind, perfectly harmonious with this setting. Small embroidered vine-like details slim her waist and accentuate her curves. Her makeup is picture perfect, and her smile is bright and bubbly as always.

"Hey..." he shuffles nervously when she finally makes it to him. He can feel his heart pounding in his ears and his throat run dry at her impending reaction.

"H-hi..." her smile falters for a moment as she pulls him into an obligatory one-handed hug while her brain plays catch-up and she disposes of her bouquet. "Wha...what is going on?"

"I don't know but...this is definitely real," he waves a hand over to his family and then her guests. "See, the gang's all here."

"Oh my god!" Her eyes widen, and his stomach twists nervously until she squeals at the sight of his sisters and rushes over to them. "Sarah!"

She abandons him completely at the altar and runs to throw her arms around the girls and little Jackson with excited, delighted groans and babbling chatter, squeezing them tightly. "Lauren!" She embraces Wheezie's girlfriend with a surprising familiarity, and the camera whips back around to catch Rafe's sudden frown.

"Abbey!" the celebrant calls patiently, and it's as if Abbey suddenly remembers when and where she is and that she's on national television. "Can you join us, please?"

"Sorry...sorry." She practically jogs back up with aisle "OK! OK, i'm back...Hi." She breathes through a smile, warm, baffled eyes coming back to his again. That glow gives him a reason to hope, and he smiles back.

"Hi"

"Shall we begin?"

Rafe perched a brow at her, causing her polite smile to burst into a bright amused grin. She studies him for a moment through squinted eyes, chewing on her bottom lip, and Rafe braces himself for the worst.

AD BREAK

Abbey nods and the ceremony begins.

CONFESSIONAL:

We cut back to Rafe in the hot seat. Fragments of his interview are spliced together with the wedding ceremony to paint him as chill and relaxed. Elated even.

"Yeah, we already know each other..." His nerves seem to have dissipated so easily that it's almost as if she is, in fact, that calming presence he's been looking for. "I mean, I feel good...This is good, actually... I was so ready for like...a stranger and to have to, you know, explain myself from scratch, but maybe...maybe this is better."

His happy interview is cut together with amusing moments in their vows, where they have to scratch things out and adapt them to this new context. Half of Abbey's speech is skipped over, and he can't help but laugh as she searches through her pages with a frustrated, cute scowl looking for anything he doesn't already know, "you already know that...you already know that..."

Ward and Rose hold hands and smile. Tammy and Michelle shift nervously, flicking strands of hair out of their faces.

The vows are comical and fun. The I dos are slightly more awkward and nervous, and the ceremony finishes with Rafe placing a polite peck on her offered cheek.

INSIDE THE HOUSE:

It's only once they're back inside the elegant manor house that her smile drops and she retreats from his arm that's wrapped around her shoulders.

Rafe is dumbfounded. The cameras catch the exchange, and the music shifts dramatically. The mood drops. The viewers need to feel his shock and be galvanized at her betrayal of him.

Abbey tugs him away to a private corner, but their silhouettes are still shown, and their mics still live.

THE FOLLOWING DOESN'T MAKE IT AIR:

"Abs..What the hell...?" Rafe's hushed, raspy voice is indignant and bristling at the sudden change, his body on high alert, amped for a fight. "This is...I...." Abbey's voice wobbles, dousing his anger slightly as she seems genuinely shaken. "I can't believe this... like..." "What?" he scoffs, his wounded pride winning out over empathy in the face of possible public humiliation. "So you were just pretending?!" "I didn't know what else to do? It was all happening so quickly! and it's...Fuck, it's you!" "Yeah!" his voice is still sharp and condescending. "It's me! I'm just as surprised as you are, but what? You gonna ice me out for the next eight weeks? Is that what this is gonna be?"

ON AIR:

"I don't know if I can do eight weeks of this..."

"I'll fix it. Let me fix it." He reaches for her, genuinely meeting her hesitancy with earnest servitude, but that kindness from him after everything they've been through only makes matters worse.

"You've done enough!" She throws up her hands and shrugs off his touch and storms off alone to the waiting limo.

AD BREAK

The drone camera pans up from the ocean to the grand towering manor home as we transition back into Rafe and Abbey's story.

Narrator: Contestants enter the experiment for a chance to marry a stranger at first sight. For some, it's a chance to meet new people outside of their usual type. For others, it's the possibility of a clean slate with no prior baggage. Now for the first time in Married at First Sight history. One of our couples have met before...

CONFESSIONAL:

An empty confessional chair sits ready and waiting, and Abbey slowly comes into frame and sinks into the chair. It's evening. She's still in her wedding dress. It's clear that she's remained in the experiment, but it's also evident that she's been crying.

"Are you ok?"

"N-no..." Abbey looks to the roof and does her best to try and stop the tears and not let them ruin her makeup, pressing them into her skin with long manicured red nails. It's painted by the creative team as almost vain, the way she's trying to stay pretty and camera-ready rather than letting herself cry on camera.

"Why don't you tell us what happened?"

"You saw what happened?!" she whimpers childishly not wanting to rehash it all again but they press her. "I just..." she pushes on through the tears as her breath hitches and every other word gets caught in her throat. "I wanted something new...you know? Something different. Better...I'm so sick and tired of going around in circles with men who don't care."

"You think Rafe doesn't care?"

She scoffs at that with an angry curl of her lip, and the team edits out the rest of her confessional.

THE CAR:

It's silent when Rafe finally gets in the limo beside her. She doesn't turn away from staring out the window. The air is thick and heavy with an ache lingering beneath it. This could've all gone so differently.

Rafe's jaw ticks at the sight of the camera in their faces and reaches for her hand, but she pulls it away, closing in even further on herself, and despite his best efforts, he lets out a disappointed sigh.

AD BREAK

We check in on the other couples, and as we return to Rafe and Abbey again, the car journey has been tense and quiet all the way to the reception. Night has set in around him, and they look guarded and drained. Abbey shivers slightly, and Rafe turns down the AC.

He does his best to clunkily break the silence.

OFF AIR:

"Some lil intern is definitely getting fired over this..." "Rafe…" Abbey groans, part exasperation, part warning. Her voice is still croaky and strained. "Hey, I-" he raises his hands in mock offence with a laugh before lowering his arms and fixing his suit again. " I didn't do anything! I'm just saying, some poor kid in charge of research is gonna go for coffee break tomorrow and not be let back inside for this screwup." Abbey fights a laugh and fails, covering it with her hand. While she's still staring out the window, she can feel his eyes on her and how he latches on to that moment and keeps the momentum going, venting his frustration and keeping her engaged. "Seriously, how hard is it to find out that my dad's company is based in Kildare? It'd take like five seconds. Or school records…." "Technically," she can't help but correct him, and finally turns around. She registers that brief flicker of relief in his blue eyes that flashes and softens for a moment before he smothers it quickly in a squinted concentration, "We didn't share any classes, plus..." Abbey gets caught on her last words, her head ducks, and she runs her tongue over her bottom lip as she debates whether to admit this or not: "I cleared out my socials." Big, scared blue eyes slowly lift from her lap to his face, and she flinches at that gut punch she knows she's inflicted. "You did?" Her brow furrows and her eyes soften in sympathy at that crack of surprise in his quiet voice, and she loses her footing. A soft pout forms on her lips as she sees his face scrunch in confusion, and she drags her gaze away and back out the window again, crossing her arms tightly around her.

ON AIR:

"Who knows!?" She tries her best to lighten the mood, but Rafe's wounded gaze still pierces her cheek. "Maybe they thought you were some kinda Kildare celebrity, and I would be flattered!" she pretends to map out a headline in thin air in a dramatic news caster's voice, " Pogue mom lands Kook billionaire."

"Millionaire." Rafe corrects as his shoulders finally relax and his eyes soften.

"Oh, my mistake!" she rolls her eyes, and they both laugh genuinely and openly for once before a new kind of silence settles in between them again.

how their lives have changed and what keepsake photos they still have hidden:

a/n: please comment and let me know what you think. i decided to save the reception and JJ for the next chapter as this one was getting a little long. what's that thing where girls dying their hair blue is a cry for help or the sign of a bad break up? that's bleached hair rafe in this fic for me? how many haircut changes can a man go through (this is not directed at drew he's an actor) before people start to ask questions!

[diana-thyme]

Witchcraft and Cars

A small list of ideas of witchy things that you can do to your car. I hope this inspires you!

Keep a protection satchel in your car

Put road opening oil on the dashboard/outside of car/mirrors/seats/etc. to avoid traffic (not Abre Camino oil)

Put luck oil on the dashboard/outside of car/mirrors/seats/etc. to avoid accidents

Hang charms or spell bags on the rearview mirror

Keep crystals in cup holders/door pockets/glove box/etc.

Make steering wheel covers or mirror covers and enchant them

Making and/or enchanting window shades

Get air fresheners (vent or hanging) that correspond with your intents (scent or shape)

Use essential oils that correspond with your intents

Keeping a worry stone in the car

Keeping lucky things (rabbit feet, feathers, luck charms, etc.) in the car

Playing grounding/visualizing/whatever music that corresponds with your intents for the day

Keep a spell bag in your car to bring it back to you if it’s lost/stolen/towed

Keep a mini broom in your car (for protection and to clean it)

Create sigils to use in your car (drawing them on with writing utensils/water/oil, keeping a piece of paper with them written on it, etc.)

Enchant windows and mirrors to be more aware of the road and conditions

Keep a satchel to remember things (parking permits, your registration and license, your wallet, your keys, etc.)

Enchant coins for prosperity and easy access to parking or tolls

Get car washes to cleanse and purify your car or to banish unwanted energies (spirits, people, luck, etc.)

Keep a grounding spell in your car to always find your way home (never get lost!)

Keep a spare divination tool in your car just in case

Keep a voice recorder in your car to record any spiritual thoughts or ideas you may have and to keep your mind flowing

Enchant your steering wheel to turn easily

Enchant your mirrors to never go out of place

Manifest/pray/etc. in traffic or when having to wait in your car

Use colors from stickers, covers, decor, etc. in your car that correspond with your intent

Enchant your tires to never get stuck, never get you lost, never flat, etc.

Take random drives during slow hours to clear your mind or ground yourself

[smuttaburger]

Eyes on Me, Princess

Summary: After so long apart while Hongjoong was in America, he shows you everything San taught him after Mr. & Mrs. Kim left.

Warning: Smut under the cut so MDNI

Kinks ahead: Dom/Sub relationship, fingering, binding, squirting, and use of Daddy

You didn’t even realize that he was in the bedroom with you, too enraptured by your phone where a TikTok edit played of your boyfriend learning how to body roll, courtesy of San.

Note to self, kill San tomorrow.

“What’re you watching, doll?” Hongjoong asked, grabbing water from your mini fridge next to your bed.

Blushing, you tried to smother your phone underneath your pillow. But, just like with your Nintendo DS that you had as a kid when you were supposed to be sleeping, the pillow did little to nothing to block out the track that the Atiny who made the edit placed over it.

“Now you have to show me,” He laughed and dove for it, wrestling with you for it. 

Somehow, even though he came from clear across the room, he managed to grab it before you could stop him.

A devilishly handsome grin came over his face as he watched the edit play once more.

“Well well well… Little miss innocent isn’t so innocent after all,”

“We both know I’m not innocent Captain,” you smirked, knowing what it did to him when you called him Captain. You were proven right when you saw his brown eyes darken.

He grabbed both of your wrists, holding them above your head.

“Do you want me to show you everything San taught me after my parents left?” He asked with a smirk on his plump lips.

“Yes Daddy,” you gasped as his hold tightened on your wrists.

He was gone and you wouldn’t be able to walk right for the foreseeable future. But you craved it, especially with the time apart.

“Give me a minute. Don’t you dare move your hands until I get back,” The Scorpio warned. You nodded. 

If you disobeyed him when he was like this, you’d be wheelchair bound.

He disappeared into the in-home studio, coming back with his Wake Up scarf in hand.

“Some insurance Princess,” He smirked as he tied your wrists to the bedpost.

“You don’t trust me to stay still?” You challenged him.

“Not with what I have planned, baby girl, no,” he tightened the scarf.

“Too much?” He asked and you shook your head as you tested the bindings.

It was a good thing he tied you up, because if he hadn’t, you would’ve clawed up and down his back already.

He really should talk to the CIA about becoming a torturer if Ateez ever flopped- not that he would let his other baby flop.

Feather light touches mixed with slapping across your sensitive and heated skin made your head spin.

“Good thing I soundproofed our bedroom,” he chuckled as he rolled his body on top of yours, making your eyes shut in pleasure. Only for a slap to your pussy to rip your eyes open.

“Eyes on me princess,”

“I’m pretty sure Prince Charming never tied up the princess or did any of this to her,” you breathed.

“He did, they just never told anyone,” he smirked before moving down your body and coming face to face to your core.

“I missed this so much. You wouldn’t believe how many nights I thought about you like this,” he smiled deviously before nipping at the skin of your inner thigh. A whine left your lips before he began his assault on your pussy, a mix of his tongue and fingers assaulting your bundle of nerves.

“Don’t you dare cum until I tell you,” he warned.

“Or what?”

“Hope you think the bed is comfy,” he told you with a chuckle before continuing his assault.

“Joongie,” you breathed, your back arching as he hit your g-spot with his tongue. He left your core with a pop.

“Not my name princess,” he raised a brow.

“I’m sorry Daddy,” you whined, trying to bring your body closer to his lips.

“That’s better,” he crawled up your body, crashing his lips onto yours while his hands went to work making you a blubbering mess under him. 

You could taste yourself on his tongue mixed with his mouthwash, making you heady.

“Right there Captain!” You left his lips to scream, your hands fighting even harder against the restraints as he pounded into your g-spot and curling his fingers even more, making you see stars.

“You close princess?” He asked sweetly. The contrast of his tone with the look on his face and body made the stars even more pronounced. You nodded furiously, needing him to give you permission before you passed out.

“Use your words baby girl,”

“Yes Daddy! P-please,”

“Please what?”

“Let me cum!” You shouted.

“Good girl. Cum for me princess,” he told you with what Atiny has dubbed Demonline and they didn’t even know how right they were.

With his permission, you finally let the dam release, no control of your body at all.

“I think my princess missed me,” Hongjoong smiled as he released your bindings.

Once you came back to Earth, you saw Hongjoong with a water bottle and the pack of baby wipes that you kept near your bed for this exact purpose.

“How’re you feeling Princess?” He asked, the dominant man nowhere to be found. Now he was your Joongie.

“You haven’t done that in a while,” you breathed.

“Yeah, you too,” he motioned to the bed underneath you that was soaked.

“You squirted,” he gave you a proud smile, bringing you into a sweet kiss.

“Thank god the bed is comfy,”

“Netflix?” He asked and got to work helping you clean up since your limbs were still non functional.

“I missed you so much,” he spoke when you were cuddling after the cleanup.

“Me too,”

“Come with me next time?” He asked and you had to blink, replaying the words in your mind a few times to make sure you heard right.

“I thought you couldn’t,”

“I’m the captain. I’ll talk to KQ in the morning,” he told you before kissing your shoulder and a smile cemented on your face.

Taglist: @multidreams-and-desires @the-princess-of-mischief-1998

[arkisilver]

Handmade Silver Feather Pendant - XYELEMENT | Native American Inspired | Double Feather Charm | Small Feather Charm | Damascus Steel Pendant | Turquoise Gemstone

[wintergrofyuri]

i think hero wld call the shifting mound "ma'am" and be really polite and formal and she wld be rlly charmed by how much of a little gentleman he is and a few of those mini mounds fawn over him and pet him and generally just fluster him bc hes still caught up on the fact theyre all naked even though nakedness means nothing to an endless concept like her and its not like the long quiet had any clothes either but its still embarrassing bc hes trying to be polite and its hard to avoid looking when they're literally everywhere

anyways she picks him up cuz i imagine hes smaller than tlq and quiet was already pretty small compared to her and she holds him like a chipmunk or a small bird and she kisses the top of his little head and his feathers get all poofy and

[sambhavami]

If you don't mind, I would like to ask about how is krishna described appearance wise, was he described to be very handsome/pretty? (it's a silly question ik sorry)

Also, I rather perceive kanha to be quite queer and genderfluid, is there any point about that or implication to it there?

thank you sm!! <3

Sure, love to talk about him any time! ❤️ Also please don't feel weird about asking a question...they're all valid!

Let me just compile all that I've read in various sources and their respective commentaries.

Krishna's main draw for any person, is, more than his looks, his charm and personality. He is an extremely talented orator, who can carry an entire, unruly sabha on the edge of each word, and is also very dramatic.

He is really dark, tall, slender. Sharp features. Long curly hair down to his waist. Peacock feathers woven into his hair. Yellow/amber/white/beige-toned clothes. Likes nose rings [always has between 1-3 nose rings attached and fluttering]. Likes to wear heavy-ish anklets [these jewels were mostly common to young boys, Krishna just never outgrew them, and ignored the people who made fun of him for that], and fish/crocodile shaped earrings. Some sources also mention snake-motif armlets, and intricate bangles. Also, for young Krishna it's mostly flower-jewellery and kadamba-seed anklets.

The flute-and-bugle are there during his time in Vrindavana, but later is almost exclusively replaced with the paanchajanya[conch]-sudarshana[discuss]-shaarnga[bow]-nandaka[sword]-kaumudaki[mace] set of battle get-up.

He is a really great wrestler, but his opponents often think he can fly, since he uses gymnastic techniques like big jumps and all [he also sometimes uses this as a sort of a party-trick to scare the heck out of common people when he's out in public].

His body build therefore is that of a gymnast (as opposed to a modern day pro-wrestler), and his opponents often underestimate his because of this.

Krishna and Arjuna are physically nearly identical [to the point that no one but their families can tell them apart without the feathers]. I am guessing in that case both boys must resemble Vasudeva/Kunti too, since they are the common link.

Most of the time, another separator is that Arjuna most of the time has a mustache, and Krishna only grows one out right around the time of Kurukshetra since there is a rule that men without facial hair would not be allowed in the battlefield [I think Krishna did get rid of it after the war though].

Krishna does often dresses and behaves in 'conventionally feminine' ways, like how he just presents himself in general- not very 'manly'. I think there is a dialogue in a Sanskrit play (or most probably I am hallucinating this), where Duryodhana and Karna have a full-fledged in-detail conversation about how much like a woman Krishna looks from behind with his jewellery, flowing hair and general gait.

In a rarely-followed mini-epic retelling called the Prabhasa-Khanda by Ishwarchandra Sarkar [1973], Krishna meets his Lava-Kusha-esque sons (Radha's and his kids that he didn't know about) during Yudhishthira's Ashwamedha yajna after Kurukshetra when the kids have killed BANS (dude literally copied and pasted Uttara-kanda and just changed the names). Here, the kids mistakenly think that he is Yudhishthira, but then they see his anklets, and they ask him [they still think it's Yudi] to wear a saree to 'complete the ensemble' and then dance for them. [Krishna says yes without hesitation, just for your info.]

In southern retellings, there is obviously the Mohini-Iravana story, where Krishna 'becomes a woman' for a night, to marry Iravana before he is to be sacrificed in battle.

In Sabha Parva, Krishna and Arjuna often go out on picnics usually with Draupadi and Subhadra, where they watch dance performances and take off and throw their jewellery and even clothes at the performers as tips. Usually, after some more drinking the two of them retire to more private spots where they usually talk, or just go to sleep with heads on each other's laps.

In Dwarika, Arjuna did not have his own room since Krishna would just keep him in his own bedroom, and they shared everything, from beds to food to seats in sabhas. When Krishna captures Arjuna near the end of his first vanvasa from Prabhasa, they spend the night, Arjun lying on his back on the bed, and Krishna lying beside him in the traditional-Vishnu posture [head held up in his hand], and Arjuna falls asleep in the middle of telling a story about his travels, and that scene ends with Krishna watching over him as he sleeps.

In Udyoga parva, when Sanjaya is describing his experience in Upaplavya he narrates a very interesting little story, among many other things: since he didn't know the layout of the palace where the Pandavas were staying and given Virata didn't give them much of a staff, Sanjaya accidentally wanders into the women's quarters. There he finds Arjuna, Krishna, Draupadi and Satyabhama, all drinking as they pass around the same cup amongst themselves. Here, Arjuna's feet are on Satyabhama's lap, and Krishna's feet are on Arjuna's lap. Sanjaya reports that when they see him, Krishna is too drunk to get up, and he put his foot down, allowing Arjuna to stand up only after the latter has blushed into oblivion. The ladies however are not embarrassed.

Sanjaya makes a comment here that is noted specifically by Dr. Bhaduri, which is, "When Arjuna and Krishna are together, forget about Abhimanyu or the Upa-pandavas, not even Nakula or Sahadeva dare to walk into that part of the house." This one comment among many others is a solid implication, though Dr. Bhaduri insists otherwise. [Personally, I mean just look at the wording of that!]

There are also many folk myths about Krishna cross-dressing in Radha's clothes and enjoying it. Sometimes the gopis also take initiative and forcefully doll him up, which Krishna only pretends to resist.

[dreamgrlarchive]

current wardrobe shopping list 💻💕💵:

around this time of year i always like making clothing wishlists for the fall and winter, and my wardrobe naturally shifts for the spring and summer. i always seem to slightly tweak my personal look around this time of year to make sure my wardrobe is true to me! prissy girl 4 life! 💓🍰

tops:

lace bandeaus for layering, feather trimmed button down tops, knitted fuzzy fitted tops, fur trimmed half jackets and crop tops, rhinestone lettered shirts, victoria’s secret off shoulder sweaters, lace camis, off shoulder knitted tops in my color palette, satin button downs, sheer tops, lululemon strawberry milkshake define jacket, fur collar leather jacket, oversized sweaters in pink and black, basic neutral long sleeved cotton tops

bottoms:

microscopic boy shorts with cute details, leather mini skirt, tartan plaid mini skirt, fold over yoga pants, lace trimmed skirt, miss me embellished skinny jeans, denim pleated skirt, houndstooth mini skirt, leather flare pants, fur/feather skirt

dresses + etc.:

ribbed knit bodysuit, pink and black rompers for layering, cotton bodysuits in my color palette, rhinestone skims dresses, hidden cult distressed pink halter dress, skims slip dresses, knit bodysuits, i am gia tracksuits in black and pink, pink jacket and legging set, solid black leggings, gray leggings, pink body by tracy set, black and pink fine girl set, new pink workout set

accessories:

knitted knee high socks, sheer socks, fuzzy beret, baby phat belt, fur headbands, fuzzy leg warmers, lace tights, diamond hair clips

jewelry:

anklets, new pandora charms, body chains, bling nostril hoops, bow ring and necklace, tiara charm bracelet and necklace, diamond encrusted hoops, tiffany toggle choker, dainty tennis bracelets, new cute belly rings

purses:

medium ballerina telfar, hello kitty wallet, heaven sent leopard print wallet, tory burch ella tote, juicy couture wristlet, louis vuitton speedy 30, rhinestone encrusted purse, feather satchel, hello kitty purse, pink puffer tote, victoria’s secret glitter tote, burberry satchel, ruffled pink purse, juicy couture 2022 bowler bag

shoes:

fuzzy boots in pink and gray, black kitten heels, pink closed toe pumps, jelly platform sandals, white fur bearpaw boots, y.r.u. qrystal pink platforms, juicy couture fur slides, total temptress heels, sequin uggs, pink fur platform sandals, sherpa lined pink crocs, sparkly heels, strappy heels, mary janes

[dailyfigures]

figures i'm selling

info ;

☆ i live in the netherlands and shipping is expensive here, please keep that in mind! some examples; shipping to germany/france/spain is €10-20 depending on the weight/size, to uk is €12-26, to the usa is €20-50. feel free to ask!

☆ i'm not a fast shipper because of work; please expect around a week before i am able to mail your package!

☆ dm me for any questions!

figures ;

angel beats! ;

kanade tachibana 1/8 scale by good smile company [box damage; backside of box is sun bleached] ; €70

avatar the last airbender ;

aang nendoroid by good smile company ; €35

demon slayer ;

giyuu tomioka figuarts zero by bandai spirits ; €60

shinobu kochou figuarts zero by bandai spirits ; €60

shinobu kochou 1/8 scale figure by aniplex ; €85

tanjirou kamado nendoroid good smile company [still sealed] ; €30

jujutsu kaisen ;

nobara kugisaki prize figure by taito ; €10

madoka magica ;

akemi homura prize figure by taito ; €20

akemi homura prize figure by banpresto [no box] ; €10

madoka kaname prize figure by bandai spirits ; €20

madoka kaname nendoroid maiko ver. by good smile company ; €45

my hero academia ;

dabi pop up parade by good smile company ; €20

dabi prize figure by bandai spirits ; €15

dabi mini figures: one / two / three ; €8 each, €20 for all three

dabi acrylic stands one / two ; €12 for both

dabi acrylic stand ; €5

dabi merch bundle (contains birthday badge, keychain/charm, mini towel, sticker & clear file) ; €18

himiko toga prize figure by bandai spirits ; €18

himiko toga prize figure by bandai spirits (2) ; €15

himiko toga pop up parade by good smile company ; €25

shoto todoroki prize figure by banpresto [no box & damaged; one of his belt capsules on the back is broken off and gone] ; €5

tamaki amajiki prize figure by bandai spirits ; €15

togata mirio & eri acrylic stand ; €5

tomura shigaraki prize figure by bandai spirits ; €20

tomura shigaraki prize figure by bandai spirits (2) ; €10

tomura shigiraki prize figure by bandai spirits (3) ; €20

tomura shigaraki pop up parade by good smile company [sealed] ; €25

tomura shigaraki acrylic stand ; €5

neon genesis evangelion ;

asuka langley soryuu prize figure by sega [no box] ; €20

asuka langley soryuu prize figure by sega (2) [no box] ; €20

kaworu nagisa 1/8 scale figure by megahouse [damaged; one wing has sagged and two feathers on the base have broken off. link to pic] ; €100

kaworu nagisa prize figure by sega [no box] ; €10

kaworu nagisa prize figure by sega (2) [no box] ; €20

rei ayanami prize figure by sega [no box] ; €8

vocaloid ;

hatsune miku 1/7 scale figure by kadokawa ; €180

yuru yuri ;

akari akaza prize figure by sega [no box] ; €8

[kiame-sama]

i had a question about hybrid babies

do they come out looking like the human at all? if so how much (like human traits, or simply the coloration, or just the aura/addictiveness)?

or do they come out looking like the monster parent's mini-me?

The monster genes are stronger, so the hybrid will look mostly like their parent except in the rare case they are more human looking. Hybrids tend to have larger eyes that are more endearing and human-like, their fur/feathers/hair is usually closer in appearance to their Human parent than their monster parent, and hybrids tend to be either much smaller or larger than normal for their species, but it also depends on the monster type of the infant.

Harpy hybrids tend to carry more of their Harpy parent's colors than the Humans, but still have large eyes and a few less feathers around their face and body. Centaur/cervitaur/drider types tend to have hair/fur/mane colors closer to their Human parent, but eye colors closer to their monster parent (excepting Kelpies who always have white body fur outside of water and yellow/green/blue colored body fur in water). Naga hybrids tend to have similar scale and hair color to their monster parents, but skin color and eye color closer to their Human parent. Nemean Lions have never had Human hybrid young, so jury is still out on how they would look as hybrids. Dragon hybrids look near identical to their monster parent, but their ears are just a little bit more rounded and their eyes just a touch larger than full dragons (they still have full draconic forms and humanoid forms despite being hybrids).

Elementals and Nymph Hybrids are near miniature copies of their Elemental/Nymph parents minus the more flesh-like texture of their skin as opposed to the way it would be on a full Elemental/Nymph. The skin is usually how you can tell they are a Hybrid paired with that near irresistible charm that they inherited from their Human parents.

As far as the addictive quality of all Humans and Hybrids, a direct 1/2 & 1/2 hybrid's addictiveness is half that of their Human parents. The further away from Human the hybrid descendants are, the less addictive they are to other monsters. Key examples being Neige and Vil. Vil is 1/12th human and is still put on a pedestal and has several addictive qualities, though nowhere near as intense as a full or half human. Neige is 1/10th Human and for that fact alone is more addictive than Vil, meaning no matter how beautiful or strong Vil is, Neige will still be put in a rung higher than Vil. The only way Vil could be put above Neige in popularity and beauty is if Vil had the Human as his mate.

Now, there are hybrids who came out mostly Human minus a few monster traits. The most famous example being the Little Mermaid Princess' daughter- Melody- who looked almost completely Human minus her salmon-pink merfolk tail in water. Out of water she looked fully human (other than her webbed toes). Little Princess Melody was considered the most beautiful merfolk to exist because of this mostly Human appearance. Most merfolk think Humans are the peak of beauty and try to look like Humans themselves.