#(maybe with some more planning and starting earlier tho LMAO)

[ratcash-wasgud]

hi! i just came by your work last night, loved it! stayed up reading it! 11/10 *cheff kiss* Are you up for a petition? maybe another mizuxreader, perhaps villainxhero kinda situation. the reader could be one of the money/sex hungry affiliated with the white man (not a white men herself but like a lap dog of someone with higher power than Abijah Fowle). instead of mizu taking Fowler she takes the *reader*, keeps her alive and makes her speak 7u7 maybe scream. they end up helping each other in the end after much fighting. ofc adding some nsfw there pfff if that wasnt obvious.

hope you see this! lmfao

Omg, yes!! Genius. This set something ablaze inside me (especially since I love witty villain characters). I was thinking about making this a one shot tho, but if yall want a second part tell me, and i'll try. Try. Anyways, this'll be more lighthearted than my other works. Oh, and I'm sorry if this isn't how you imagined the story to go. I interpreted some of the originaly show's story, but mostly I just wen't along with what's the easiest to get my own story going, and I probably got some cannon info wrong too, but please don't yell at me lmao.

Btw!! I'm really glad i got a request!! So thank you! If anyone has any other ideas, I'd be glad to try and working with it!!

Okay, enjoy!!

ℕ𝕖𝕜𝕠 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕤𝕥.

When Mizu pulled up to tea with Heji Shindou, instead of the half-blad old guy, she was faced with you. Some woman in strange clothing. It seemed like it was a mix of western clothing, and some japanese casual wear. You even had your hair down, letting it flow freely. How unusual.

"Ah, the infamous samurai who is tearing through anyone in his way!" You say with a smirk on your face, opening up your arms. "Come, come. Oh, and I see you've bought a dog too." You add, looking smugly at Taigen.

"How dare-" He starts, but gets shut down by Mizu quickly, and the two follow you to sit down.

"So, I've heard you're after the white men, huh?" You say, not sitting on your knees, but sitting down criss-cross style. "Why? What is it that you're after? Money?" You ask, starting to pour some tea.

"I don't need things like that. I have a vow. I swore revenge." Mizu says simply. "And what is it that you need from me?"

"Oh, nada." You shrug. "I'm just willing to offer a deal." You shoot the both of them a smirk. "I'd love to have that fat bastard dead too! My loyalty isn't with him at all!" You say it like it's the most exciting thing ever. "You see, that sack of shit has everything in the world! Money, power, connections...and he's still complaining! Ha! Meaning, he doesn't deserve it." You say as you lift your tea and take a sip. "I, on the other hand, would take much better care of his privilages."

"So you want me to kill him so you can take his place?" Mizu asks, highly suspicious. She glances at Taigen, who is still giving you a dirty look for your comment from earlier.

"Yap." You nod, tossing down your cup. "Fowler wouldn't be an easy target, so without my help, you could already start planning your funeral." You say, but now a small dangerous glint appears in your eyes.

"And why should I trust you?" Mizu asks, her eyes narrowing at you, but your smirk doesn't falter.

"You shouldn't. Didn't you mother tell you not to trust strangers?" You say with a chuckle and Mizu rewards it with a small glare. A small, but cold one. "Still, it's up to you. Do you wanna kill that bastard so much you're willing to take the risk?"

"And how do we know this is not an ambush? That you won't just kill us if we say no?" Taigen cuts in, putting his hands on the table which you reward with your smile getting smugger.

"Oh, please." You put your hands up in defense. "You really think I'd waste weapons and men on you?" You say, looking him straight in the eye. "And besides, you won't say no." You look back at Mizu. "My deal has only benefits for you. You'll just have to gulp down some self respect."

Mizu raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" She can't deny, having someone close to Fowler himself helping her would be a huge positive, but...you just seem so sly. Like a cat.

"Ah, you see, I can get you inside Fowler's little residence." You stand up to pull of a blanket off a big barrel. "You'd fit inside quite well. You're a scrawny thing anyways." You say with a taunting smirk.

"It's a trap!" Taigen says to Mizu right away, but Mizu seems unfazed and steps closer. "How exactly would you get me inside?"

"Aw, I wanted that one to be a surprise." You say with a mock pout. "Fowler thinks I'm out getting a good deal on sake, and I kinda am." You take the barrel's to of, revealing that it's half full of sake. "I'd have you delivered right to his nose."

"You'd die." Taigen cuts in again, and Mizu can see your eye twitch at that.

"Could you shut your lil' pet up? The adults are talking." You say, your smirk disappearing.

"She's obviously untrustworthy!" Taigen draws his sword on a whim, but he's met with a revolver to his head right away.

"Don't try that shit with me." You say, tilting your head at him, but you then seel Mizu's blade at your nape. "Touché." You mutter.

"So what now?" You ask with a smirk breaking out on your face again. "Kill me and lose your only chance at killing the man you swore to slay down? Ha! Go on then." You say, glancing over at your shoulder at her, and you see Mizu tense up.

Suddenly, you feel a sharp pain in your head and you fall to the ground. Mizu hit you with the hilt of her blade, stripping you of your conciousness.

The next thing you see is a capmfire and a siluette around you. As you blink a lot to clear your vision, you notice Mizu and as you look down, ropes around you. She tied you up.

"So you didn't kill me after all." You say out loud, getting Mizu's attention. "The other guy? The one with a bald spot and a funny glare. The dog." You look around.

"Away." Mizu shrugs simply. It's the truth though, Ringo is away in a nearby town, getting supplements for the road, and she left Taigen with a promise of a later duel.

"So...What is you plan now, big bad samurai? Try and torture me into telling you shit? Ha!" You say, wriggling in the ropes.

"I'm planning to exchange you for information." Mizu says simply, staring at the campfire. "I'm sure Heji Shindo would like to have you back."

You grit your teeth. "That old fucker doesn't give a shit about anything but his money and his dick. I'm sure that power hungry bastard is happy I'm gone." You say, scoffing. "But go on, try." Suddenly, you realize something. "What did you do with my gun?" You ask in a hurry, trying to feel around at your hilt.

Suddenly, Mizu lifts your gun, holding it between two fingers. "This?" She asks, looking at you from the corner of her eyes.

"Don't you dare lose it! I want it back when you're done with me!" You stomp your foot as much as you can.

"You know, for someone talking so big earlier, you're quite pissy now." Mizu says, rolling her eyes and you huff in response.

Then...as you glanced back at the fire, you noticed a small pot, boiling. You tried to lift yourself to see what's in it, but the ropes didn't allowed you to.

"...if I starve to death, I'm just gonna be a waste, you know." You mumble under your nose, and Mizu snorts. She then reaches for the pot, and pours out some what seems like soup into a small bowl and she puts it beside you.

You stare at the bowl, your eye twitching. "I can't reach it." You say, your eyebrows creasing together and she just looks at you with a small, amused grin.

"Huh." She says, leaning back on her hands. "Really?" She taunts you. Oh, this woman is horrible. Fine, you think. In one swift motion, you move your leg as much as you're able, and kick the bowl, spilling it all on Mizu.

Mizu's eyes widen and she looks down on her clothes. "...oh, you little bitch." She hisses at you.

"Come, kill me then!" You stick out your tongue childishly.

"You know damn well I could!" Mizu huffs back, throwing the bowl at you.

"Ha-ha, your whole little quest depends on me!" You laugh right into her face and wriggle your legs. Mizu almost growls at you and suddenly she picks up your gun again, and holds it above the fire, threathening to drop it.

"No!" You yell out, and fall forward, and bite into her ankle. Mizu yanks her leg away with a hiss and reaches down to pull you up by your collar.

"Okay, what's your fucking deal?" She says from behind greitted teeth.

"What's yours?" You ask right back, snarling right back at her. "If you'd wanted to kill me, you'd have done it by now. So, want me to talk? Earn it!" You say, getting closer to her face, trying to stand your ground.

"The fuck you want?" Mizu tosses you away, and sits at a reasonable distance from you. "To have Fowler dead? Then just tell me how to get in, and where he is!"

"I want you to untie me, and hand me back my gun!" You demand, and lift your nose, refusing to look at her.

"What's so great about this gun anyways?" Mizu picks up the gun again and looks at it more closely. It's obviously a western gun with a leather grip and engravings along it's barrel in the form of some kind of bird.

You scoff in response. "That was my first gun. It's special." You say like it's the most obvious thing ever. "I will bring it with me when I finally travel aboard, away from this stuck-in-the-past land."

"Huh?" Mizu raises her eyebrows. "You wanna leave Japan? For what?" She asks mockingly.

"Because! This place isn't wide enough for my potential! After Fowler is out of the picture, I will visit take his money and go to London. Start a new life and all. I will really bloom there." You say, rolling onto your back. "People will understand me there."

Mizu narrows her eyes. "I don't think people in Japan are the problem, you're just a common lunatic." That earns a chuckle from you.

"Says the guy who is set out to kill four men he doesn't know shit about." You says, glancing at her, and Mizu can't help herself, cracks a smirk.

"You have guts to talk back to your captor, you know." She says and lifts her eyebrows in amusement. She glances up at the sky too. The stars are very bright tonight.

"You won't kill me." You say, tilting your head so that you're looking straight at her. It's just now that she notcied how nicely the stars reflect in your eyes. Your eyes now look calm, and they don't have any slyness, or mischief in them at the moment. "It wouldn't benefit you." You shrug. "And torturing me would be useless. Pain passes."

"Say," Mizu starts, looking back at the fire. "You said that you're not loyal to Fowler. So who are you loyal to?"

"Me." You say withouth hesitation. "The one who I want the best for and I trust the most is myself. I'm not loyal to any old, egostical bastard with money, like most people in this country are." Say say it with disgust. "I never was and never will be loyal to anyone else, but me."

Mizu scoffs. "What are you, a stray cat?" She asks with a hint of amusement as she looks down at you. "That just makes you even more untrustworty."

You scoff back. "Who said that I want to be trustwhorty?" You ask, rolling your eyes. "Plus, I'm free. Well, not yet, but I will be. And it's not like you can say the same."

Mizu can't help but snicker. "Is that it? Freedom? I'm free enough, thank you."

"Naaaaah." You shake your head. "You're tied down by your own revenge. It tells you where to go, what to see, what to feel...if I told you where's Fowler, you'd get going by tomorrow. Even if I told you you'd die, you'd still go. Not because you want to die, but because that's the only thing you know. Revenge and rage. You'd jump in the well if I said Fowler's at the bottom of it." You say boldly, and look her straight in the eyes before you smirk slyly.

"You think you know everything, huh?" Mizu frowns and gets up to you, grabbing you by the hair. "You know nothing of me. I need this. I will throw my life away if I have to, to finish what I've started, so I won't think twice about taking yours too."

"You're all talk about killing me. Deep down, you know you need me." You taunt her. "You won't find that bastard withouth me. I work under his arm, I could get you there soooo easily, but you're throwing it away because you get too emotional." Your smirk gets even more smug. You kinda look like a cat, Mizu notices again. A cat that has just pushed off something expensive off a shelf, breaking it, and knowing it too.

Mizu noticed that sometimes you force that smugness into your little smirks. She sees it because the corners of your lips twitch. In reality, you are scared of her, but you'd rather die than let her see that. She never met a woman like you. She doesn't know how you got to the place you are, but she respects it. And still, you kow she could take your life. You're tied up, tripped of your weapons and vulnerable, yet you still taunt her. You're very annoying but somehow she can't help but admire your bravery. But the moment you're cornerned into a corner, you hiss and scratch.

After that, she lets you go and walks to be at a good six and a half feet away from you before she lays down, and decides to sleep withouth another word. Not much time passes when Mizu stays sleepless, but she hears you snore. And for some reason, she can't help but smile. You breathe through your mouth when you sleep. It's kind of cute.

The next couple of days are spent with Mizu travelling with Ringo and Taigen, and she drags you along too. Literally. She drags you while you're tied up. During those days, you managed to talk to Ringo a lot. Most of the time he's the one who's assigned to watch over you, and it doesn't seem like he has even as much as a mean bone in his body. You could even call some of your conversations pleasent. The other two on the other hand...you sometimes talk to Mizu and you two always end up in a neck to neck situation. Mizu wants to get you to talk, but she hasn't hurt you yet. She just always threathens you, yells and curses. You just flat out insult her at every chance you get though. It's not because you hate her, persay, but because you find it funny. You're being held captive after all, you need to use every chance you get to have fun.

Currently, you are left alone for the first time in weeks, as the others left your outside of town while they get something done. When you're sure they're out of seeing and hearing range, you start to rub the ropes on your wrist against a bigger rock you've found, trying to "saw" through it. When that irritating thing finally snaps, and you begind to get yourself free, you suddenly hear a very menacing sound from behind.

"The fuck are you doing?" You turn your head and see Mizu, glaring and gripping her sword. Fuck, you think and as she charges at you. You quickly throw away the rest of your ropes, and dogde out of the way. You didn't got to where you are now withouth knowing how to stand your ground, and defending yourself...and knowing how to cheat, of course.

You jump to your feet and get behind Mizu, and with one swift, forward kick to her side, you don't just get her to grunt and almost fall, you also send your gun flying from her side. By now, you've learned that that's where she keeps it. You're still just happy she didn't outright get rid of it. As the gun slides on the cold ground, you jump after it while Mizu regains her composure, and finally obtain it once again.

"Yes!" You silently cheer to yourself and point the gun at Mizu, who just looks at you, her blade covering half her face.

You gulp. Do you really wanna fire at Mizu? Kill her even? You did kinda want to kill her and betray her at first, but now you're...not sure. Sure, she's an asshole but...over those days as being her captive, you learned some things about her...she's not as heartless and cold. She fed you herself, she managed to keep you safe, even if she kept you in robes, and she just wants revenge...she even kept your gun safe.

But you can't show weakness. That's not what you stand for, so you shoot, but aim at her leg. She dodges of course, and manages to pin you down with her blade at your neck, but your gun at her stomach.

You just stare at her eachother, panting, not sure who's gonna kill who first. Mizu stares into your eyes, seeing her own reflection in them. Suddenly she notices that familiar glint in them, and how you swallow while panting, and how nose moves when you take a deep breath...and she feels her stomach fluttering. With adrenaling flowing through her veins and her skin haven't feeling contact with someone else's for so long, she makes a decision. A quick, and a little foolish one.

She pushes her lips against yours, her eyes closing and her breathing speeding up even more. And to her biggest surprise...you kiss back right away. It's all happening so fast. One minute you're nearly killing eachother, and in the other, you're passionately making out with her hands under your clothes, feeling your skin with your weapons thrown to the side.

"Asshole. You fired at me." Mizu mumbles into the kiss, her hands firmly feeling up the skin on your sides, while you rin your hands down her spine.

"Dickhead. You kept me tied up for weeks." You mumble back, gently biting into her lower lip, which Mizu rewards with a small gasp. Suddenly, she feels your hands under her clothes too.

"I knew it." You whisper. "A man could never have a soul like yours." You say and pull her back into a kiss. You feel her knees between your legs, pushing at your core, and in response you squeeze one of her breasts. Mizu starts to get rid of your clothes one by one, and as she does that, you quickly strip her of her own too.

Mizu's slander fingers slowly travel to your slit, but as she does, you grip her wrist and stop her. "No." You mumble. "Not like this." You flip her over (not easily though, she fights back even now), and look down at her naked form, quickly throwing away her chest bindings too.

"Fuck..." You mumble as you carefully align your core with hers, your clits touching, and moving together with every breath. And as you start to move gently, holding yourself up on your hands next to her head, you can hear her moan. She grinds back against yours, your juices mixing together. Even in this moment, it's as if you're both fighting for dominance. You don't know when will Mizu just reach up and choke you to death, but honestly? That's the best part.

You feel her hands around you, one clawing at your back, the other on your jaw...then cheeks, then lips, then the last thing you know is that she's forcing a finger inside of your mouth while you quietly moan and bite down on it. In response you push harder against her, almost squishing her clit with yours, which end in a louder moan from both of you.

"Can't...can't fucking take it..." Mizu moans, pushing her finger deeper inside your mouth before she retreats it, and uses her other hand to pull on your hair instead.

"What? Gonna cum? Ha." You manage to murmur out, not being able to stop your hips, feeling yourself getting closer to the edge too.

"You...fucking wish...ah!" Mizu's whole body twitches as you angle yourself a little differently, giving a whole new sensation to both of you, making you bite into her shoulder while she grips a handful of your hair thightly. And with that, a louder, choked back moan escpaed from both of you...being in perfect balance with eachother, and reaching your climax at the same time.

You stay there, just quietly panting and laying there, on top of eachother in silence for a while. You ahve your face burried into Mizu's neck, basking in her scent while Mizu still has her hand in your hair, feeling it's texture against her cheek.

"...you gotta go through a tunnel." You mumble.

"What?" Mizu perk up, lifting your head by your hair to look into your eyes.

"To get into Fowler's castle. You gotta go through a tunnel that is like...twenty steps away from the road's end and is filled to the brim with traps." You mumble, having your eyes open only halfway. "You gotta head East after you leave the last small village before the forest."

Mizu takes all that in. Now she knows how to get there...now she knows everything. "So that's what it took you to talk? For me to fuck you?"

"I fucked you." You say with a huff and get off of her, putting your clothes back on. "Well, I guess you got what you wanted, and I'm free too." You say, not really sure why. There are no ropes holding you back anymore, so...íthis is your cue to leave, isn't it?

"Wait, where are you going?" Mizu sits up, looking after you.

"Back to Fowler." You shrug. "I'm still his right hand. He probably sent men to find me." You sigh as you finish dressing up. "See you...at the castle." You say, look at her above your shoulder.

"..." Mizu narrows her eyes. "Fuck you." She spits.

"Check." You put on that so familiar smug smirk and hold up a thumbs up. "Spare me a seat in the audience when you cut his head off." You wave as you start walking away.

"...like a fucking stray cat." Mizu sighs, and before you dissappear, the last thing she sees is your wink.

[iraprince]

TIME FOR A PROCESS POST let's talk abt getting from this (client sketch - which, btw, i know other artists have talked about this plenty, but i LOOOOOOVE a client sketch as early direction on a commission. LOVE it)

to this!

at first we didn't know if the title was going to go across the desk, or over the central figure (emara's) head against the back wall. so there was a 1st version where we were favoring a higher title, then we started favoring the desk so we scrapped the clutter + centered it more

i used clip studio's 3D models (particularly for the chair, guard, + weapon crates) and perspective rulers to help with laying everything out at this stage, tho i abandoned the 3D pretty early on bc it's a bit too clunky for me. maybe i'll find it quicker to use w more practice!

(the rest under the cut!)

once the basic layout was approved, i threw together a value study to explain how in the final image all the clutter of the bg detail would be unified and pushed back. lately i find myself thinking abt value earlier + earlier in the process; planning ahead saves me a lot of time!

i fiddled with starting to refine things digitally, but then i got A BRAND NEW LIGHTBOX delivered in the mail with perfect timing (lmao) so i just ended up printing off the digital sketch, finalizing in pencil, + scanning back in

then comes five billion different steps of locking in values, again. i did everything greyscale first, but i didn't worry abt getting things super polished at this stage bc i knew color would factor in a lot to later decisions

this is the point at which presenting these wips "step by step" is kind of misleading; i didn't do these stages one at a time, but rather had a BUNCH of different lighting/shading layers that i kept toggling on and off as i worked to make sure everything was coming along well.

(to get some of these caps i actually went into the main file again and turned a bunch of stuff on/off just for the sake of getting specific examples, because actually when i was actively working on it there was rarely a point where i was actually working on something with "all lighting turned off and just the shading on," or anything like that; but i AM interested in showing what effects different lighting/shading changes had on the base colors, even if i wasn't really making these changes in a rigid order.)

i.e., just for the sake of interest, here's how the flat colors look without those adjustments!! but i honestly never looked at it like this on its own for long...i had all the shading/lighting turned off so i could see what i was doing while flatting, but i was constantly checking back and forth.

then tones added on top (which were actually just two copies of the tone folders in the above posts, set to linear burn and overlay) -

which makes it get HORRIFYINGLY dark, but that's when we go in and add a bunch of lighting adjustments.

the most obvious lighting change above is the big burst of hot pink light from the corner, but there was also some masked overlay + burn layers to pop out the guard + emara and make sure they were pulled out from the bg. if this were a standalone illustration, i maybe would have let the bg (and all that painstakingly drawn detail..........) stand out a little more, but a cover functions differently, and i wanted to make sure the eye goes to the title first. that means sacrificing bg detail even if it looks sick lol

then final touches! a lot of my very last touches are things that are close to invisible; gradient maps on very low opacity, noise, a little bit of scribbling on upper layers. the typesetting was all by the client, except for the lettering for "emara king's," which i did myself!

finally, here's a comparison of ⬅where i left off one night close to the deadline thinking "it's probably done, but i'll sleep on it just in case," then all the adjustments i made the next day with fresh eyes.➡ and that's it!!! phew!!! that's how i make a cover!

[gatorbites-imagines]

omg your sub dick grayson got me reeling

can i request a fic or headcanons for dick x male reader where reader gets jealous because someone flirts with dick or smth so he gets sorta possessive? reader takes dick home and pins him against the wall or the bed and leaves a bunch of hickies on his throat and jaw where its visible as like a possession thing?

maybe at the end there can either be fluff of like.. "sorry about that" and "dw it was hot" and cuddling kinda thing?? or more embarassment for dick when the other titans see and make fun of it a little?

only if you want tho.

ya:P

Dick Grayson x Male reader

Headcanons

Reader is also a hero cuz I like it that way

Hope this is alright lmao.

whys it so hard to find nightwing gifs

-          You and Dick had planned on going out for a date that day, as you hadn’t been able to spend much time together with you both being busy with your superhero lives and your work outside of it.

-          So, you had both taken the day off and notified the titans and the league to only contact you if necessary and met up to finally get some time together.

-          It started off with homemade breakfast in the morning, and you went on a walk around the nearby park where you could hold hands and talk all you wanted.

-          After this you both went to see an art gallery that was in town for a bit, and as you were walking around it together you couldn’t help but notice that a group of people seemed to be looking dick up and down and talk to each other.

-          Since you could read lips, you could figure out that one of them was single and Dick was just their type, and their friends were hyping them up to go ask him out.

-          You furrowed a brow and stood closer to Dick, sliding an arm around his waist and pulling him close.

-          Dick who hadn’t realized what was happening looked at you with a mildly confused expression before turning back to whatever art you were looking at and resting his head on your shoulder.

-          At some point you left to go to the bathroom and when you came back the very person you had seen earlier was talking to Dick, and getting too comfortable for your taste.

-          Dick himself seemed slightly uncomfortable with how close the person was, and from what you could hear as you got closer, how they were trying to flirt with him.

-          It made possessiveness bubble in your gut, and you furrowed your brows as you got closer, a faint scowl pulling onto your lips.

-          Dick seemed to release a sigh of relief as he saw you approaching, but his look became slightly wary at the grimace on your face.

-          As you reached them you wound an arm around Dicks waist again, making up some excuse that you had gotten a call from his family, and you had to go.

-          Dick was more than happy to take your excuse as an out and soon you were on your way. You couldn’t stop yourself from shooting the person who had been all up in Dicks business a dark scowl before pulling your boyfriend outside and into the car.

-          Even as the two of you drove home you couldn’t get rid of the possessiveness that had been bubbling ever since you saw them eyeing your boyfriend. Dick seemed to pick up on your less than stellar mood, as he took your free hand in his and held it.

-          When you got back to your shared apartment the feelings felt suffocating, you had never felt like this before, maybe it was because you hadn’t been able to spend much time together for days.

-          Part of you just wanted to mark your boyfriend up so everyone could see he was yours. So, when the two of you went into your shared room to change out of your day clothes, you struck.

-          When dick had changed out of his shirt and stood shirtless, you came up behind him and hugged him, nibbling at his shoulder, and kissing at the back of his neck.

-          Dick giggled a little at the tickle It caused. He thought you might be feeling jealous from earlier and that was what caused your less than happy mood.

-          You kept standing there, biting marks on his shoulders and neck, but at some point, that wasn’t enough, and you ended up on the bed, the feelings from earlier just growing stronger as you attacked his markless neck.

-          Dick wasn’t sure what had come over you, but just hung on for the ride. He threw his arms around your neck and pulled you in closer, as you just kept biting and sucking marks all over his throat and chin.

-          He leant his head back to give you more room, as he felt flustered by your display, running a hand through your hair as you created another mark right under his chin.

-          When Dick was sure there wasn’t a single area of his throat that wasn’t covered in your love bites, you pulled back and stared him in the eyes. The fire that had been burning in you earlier dying out and you start to feel flustered by what you’ve done, as Dick gazes up at you with a red face and blown wide pupils.

-          You apologize quietly, averting your gaze. Dick chuckles before wrapping his arms back around you and pulling you back down, making a comment about ow you shouldn’t worry because he thought it was hot.

-          You cuddle up in the bed, sharing small kisses and just enjoying each other’s company. Dick makes a comment that you can be possessive again and he wont mind, which causes you to turn a little red which makes him chuckle.

[cannibalisticskittles]

got home a little after 1:00 and then launched into updating my sub plans bc. no way am i going to be good to work lmao. i normally wake up at 6 and it's 2:39 right now, even if emotionally i'm keeping it together, i will be so sleep deprived as to be less than useless

so. the deal with tonight. i'm working some shit out here and it's the gory details so. you've been warned.

my parents' neighborhood have a christmas celebration each year and they hire someone w/ a horse-drawn carriage; i think they work at one of the ranches nearby. buncha family came up for that.

i came back to the house earlier. i swap some laundry. i come downstairs and my dad is carrying my grandma onto the couch. surprising for several reasons; they had stayed back to ride the carriage and they shouldn't be back yet and... why is she being carried.

he's calling her name. she is... not responding. but he says "we need the inhaler" and leaves her with my grandpa so i think oh damn, okay, an asthma attack. the inhaler is found. but he's still calling her name trying to get her respond. she is... not responding. he says it sounds like she's maybe got something in her mouth or is trying to spit something up. at this point i have my phone out and i am mentally preparing to call emergency services. i figure he will tell us if/when that's needed but for now he seems to not think that's necessary.

...and then after a bit it becomes apparent that maybe he's not in a state to make that call. someone notes that my grandmother does not appear to be breathing at all now. "we should call," I say. "you or me?" to my mother. she doesn't know what to do; she's never called. i have; I call. my sister and her friend come down at that moment. my sister's friend is immediately leaping to help and checking her breathing/identifying a pulse.

emergency services says, based on my description, to start on cpr. i tell them this. my father is still trying to get grandma to respond. she's drooling out spit now. i repeat that cpr should be started. he's focused on trying to get her to spit out whatever he feels is in her mouth. i am trying not to scare him but if cpr is needed -- and it is -- then it is needed NOW. i repeat myself again and my sister's friend also urges this. this time, he listens, mostly bc of the friend i think, who gently shifts my grandma to her and then quickly takes her fully into her arms and sets her on the floor. i am cpr certified but my arm strength is fucking weak; in the trainings I've done, i can only maintain sufficient depth for a short period of time. even so, i am trying to answer questions over the phone while preparing to do compressions -- but the friend jumps into them

they are fucking flawless. perfect technique. enough that I immediately know that I can shift my full focus back to the phone call because she's doing everything exactly right. tho it's hard to shift my FULL focus; grandma is vomiting listlessly onto the carpet; i have to tell my dad to turn her head to the side bc the friend is putting her energy into those compressions

paramedics get there fast. they're there within 4 minutes of the phone call. i realize that we have a whole host of family members who went on that carriage who will be coming back soon so go to check in on that as there's nothing more I can do but be in the way inside

unfortunately people are already coming back. I spend some time outside, gently explaining to both teen siblings, one at a time, "grandma isn't breathing. paramedics are here. it's your choice to go inside or not but it might be a scary sight." and then fielding questions from the rest

it's probably soon after that that she's wheeled out but it felt like a long time. couldn't have been more than 5 minutes later tho.

then I spend a few hours with my teen siblings. waiting for further word from my parents. my sister gets a text that is not a sure sign of bad things..... but probably is. she goes upstairs to "put the kids to bed" which is mostly just saying "hey. stop. go to bed. you have school. turn your lights off. seriously stop playing for a while, go to bed" and then she hollers for me to come up. it's obvious what comes next but. yeah. grandma has a DNR on file which we didn't know about. grandpa makes the decision to honor her wishes. up to us if we want to be there. up to the teen sibs too.

sister wants to be the one to break the news to them. both think it's too hard to be there. sister and i decide yes we will go. even if not there for the moment, we will be near.

god. she looked. god.

i'm used to seeing people all tubed up. my cousin got the full course of tubes in her time in the hospital. more, even. but god it's a hard sight to see.

she never regained consciousness. by all accounts, she was likely not in pain. and when they pulled the tubes she breathed for a bit but passed quickly after, within minutes.

just. jesus. we don't even know what happened. i mean, she was 74. she semi-recently battled cancer. we knew it was coming. but like this? so sudden? walking and chattering and drinking cocoa and then unresponsive in her son's arms? vomiting in unconsciousness as her sternum is broken from chest compressions?

it's been a hard night. i compartmentalize. i am. okay. there was some grief. there will be grief again. but i struggle to conceptualize death and it never quite feels real to me so it will be. well. not a fully linear path out of this.

i didn't even say hi to her beforehand. i was in the shower when she got there and then she left to go to the carriages before i did, and then we weren't in the same group. jesus.

[seiwas]

this is a bit random (and admittedly and understandably weird?), but im trying to be consistent about waking up early and having a morning routine (lmao is this tmi); im writing/asking you because ur the first person that pops in my head when it comes to mornings (u shared before, if im not mistaken(?), that ur very fond of mornings), SO im talking too much lol, BUT im just really curious (and asking for advice honestly 😔👉🏻👈🏻) on how to stay consistent about waking up early… and loving mornings… 🥹

(u dont have to answer if this is weird! i understand, truly!!) (thank u very much 😭)

hi nonie!! not weird at all omg i find it so sweet that you’ve come to me for advice!! 🥹 i’m so touched!

i love that you’re trying to form a morning a routine—i’m a morning person and a lot of the success of my day hinges on how i start it!

i’ll put this under the cut in case it gets too long!! but these are the things that have personally worked for me!

the night before

get enough sleep! (sleep earlier bit by bit, you don’t have to do it all at once! making it manageable and sustainable is key 🥹)

drinking tea helps too (as long as it isn’t caffeinated)—anything to relax your body and mind!

things around you that can help

alarms help at training your body to wake up at a specific time, you can also adjust this 10 minutes earlier day by day so your wake time pushes back! (over time you’ll find that you’ll be able to do it on your own!)

getting natural sunlight in (personally helps me wake up the most. if you don’t have a window, maybe smth like a timed ac might help too!)

leave your phone far away from you, to the point that you have to stand up to get it! (so you don’t reach for it in bed and stay there and fall asleep again 😭)

the morning of

as soon as you wake up, get up. (this is really tough but it’s a mental battle 😭 you’ll def be sleepy 😭 but i can assure you, the sleepiness will almost always go away around 10 minutes after you get up and move around 😭)

fix your bed! (it can trick your mind into thinking that you don’t wanna get into it and mess it up again)

get some natural sunlight (it’s good for you and i think also helps w your circadian rhythm for later on at night! you can do this by either going out for a walk or if you want to stay in, some yoga by the window is nice too!)

go along your day as planned!

*naps in the afternoon may or may not be helpful, but as a general rule i try to avoid it! but if you really need to get some sleep in, a nice 20 minute nap works wonders for me!

consistency takes time so don’t shock yourself into waking up from 10am one day to suddenly 6am the next—it’s okay to take it gradually! if you want to love the mornings, you’re going to have to make it an enjoyable process for you 🥹

i personally love it because i like seeing the early morning light (not necessarily the sunrise but it’s a softer light right before it becomes really sunny!) (sunrises are also pretty great tho)

i also look forward to mornings a lot because i love breakfast and breakfast food, and i love making my matcha latte! little things like these push me to get up from bed immediately so i can start the day 🥹

i’ve found that it also really helps if i start my day with a workout, but i know this really depends on the person! i prefer it because i have the most energy in the morning and it keeps me awake the more i’m moving!

i hope this was helpful!! let me know if you have any other questions/update me on your progress!! this is so exciting 🥺 a fellow morning lover!!! good luck!! ☀️💗

[zwei-rhunen]

I JUST CLEARED SEPHIROT EXTREME WTF

>be me, it's like 10pm, i'm on BLU, i saw a party in PF earlier doing a spell run, I've never done that before. I've only used PF like twice lol. I wonder if it's still up?

>it's not still up, ah well. but i still see a listing for Sephirot EX that i saw like 30 min ago - a someone requesting help to clear for their friend and there's like 4-5 roles filled already

>well. i like sephirot hard. i dont remember sephirot extreme. i probably cleared it once with @lucia-dartancours a long ass time ago, maybe. sounds like fun tho i'd like to help out. i'll probably remember some of it during the middle of the fight or smth.

>join, be upfront that i'm "not experienced with this one" and i'll drop if needed. im told its all good and we'll figure it out, cool!

>duty begins, and i get.... the cutscene???? huh??????

>oh. suddenly, a shadow of the past echoes in my ear. flashbacks flit across my mind's eye as i recall asking @lucia-dartancours to do sephirot EX with me, but we cannot, bc alas, it is one of the few that is difficult to solo and may require a party.

>ohfuck.jpeg i am about to act very clueless in front of strangers

>"i'M nOt VeRy ExPeRieNcEd-" hi sorry guys, by that i mean it as in i havent seen this AT ALL EVER IN MY LIFE LMFAO OOPS

>sweating.gif

>okay i've seen exactly ONE video and that was when @ was soloing it on WAR, and i probably had just finished HW, and knew fuck-all about trials. except that it was cool and flashy and looked fun and maybe someday i'd do it, when i got past all this dang MSQ.

>welp i guess it's "someday".

>get full party, do fight, our first ever attempt goes REALLY well. we managed to clear the first phase and wiped at maybe the second towers/right after the first towers? something like that.

>i have no idea what i'm doing and ngl i'm surviving off of sheer beginner's luck up until the very end of this first attempt lmao. idk how i managed to survive that long.

>... and i did not manage to recreate that again, up until the tail-end of that two hour time-frame.

>we try again a few more times, then the markers get broken out to divide the group up into 2 parties

>LMAO'ing because me and the other first-timer get the kindergarten shapes... xDDD

> the mentors/experienced people lay out the plan

>i understand half of what theyre saying, but i keep the mantra "green=hug, orange=spread out"

>idk what colors mean when they refer to that but i'll figure it out/i think it's similar to zurvan with the hot/ice debuff mechanic (i later figure out this is exactly what that is)

>tbh, at first that "color" meant the tether color. but now i think you get that tether if you stand close to Sephirot, regardless of your debuff color. And im MNK, so at first i thought i was always orange b/c the tether color is orange, and i was always getting that tether b/c i'm always up close as MNK. but color refers to debuffs, i figured it out.

>not me sounding like a lunatic everytime we get to the debuff phase, muttering "okokokokok, orange is run, orange is run"

we keep wiping in the first phase, but slowly learn and adapt and improvise and overcome our way to the second phase before the duty timer runs out.

lol

>it is 11pm. someone mentions they can stay on until the next duty runout, i'm like same (bc it's 11pm lol). one of the healers switches to SMN for shields, tank offers to do a discord call to do calls, no one takes the offer, so we continue on-wards

>about midway into the second duty attempt, i finally understand what people mean when they say "stack in front of green bubble for the flash to bait the (whatever you call it), and then spread out", bc i started noticing the flash, and at one point i had died early and was able to kinda notice what ppl were doing, plus short snippets from @'s video from 500 years ago are coming back to me and i'm starting to remember this part of the video)

>so i finally stop dying at that part (i always kept getting wiped out by his flash attack bc i kept forgetting that it takes up the entire side of the arena T_T)

>i keep dying at the 2nd phase, when he does the flash and then the first middle knockback fist, and im like how tf does everyone else keep surviving. oh, is it arm's length? and someone replies about positioning and i'm looking at the screen like "okay 1-130, i'll just stare hard at everyone else and follow them" b/c up until that point i was focusing hard about the debuffs and trying to make sure i was in the correct zone lmao

>AT SOME POINT, i dont die + the stars align for everything else + we have just enough people constantly alive and suddenly we survive phase two and we're blowing past the fist slidey part and now we're killing the air add and there's a flurry of pings going off in chat from the tank and now we're in the stack and the fist is going across the floor and THANK GOD the third phase is mostly a repeat of the second phase and LB3 gets hit and we trim off the last few HP on his bar and ITS OVER WE'RE DONE OH MY GOD.

15 minutes left to spare T-T we got out at 12:15am lol but shoutout to the person who stayed up till 1am to see this through

a few things:

> green debuffers are supposed to "pass the tether" to the orange debuffers. i still have no clue how to do that. I thought it'd be like, we run to them. but the green bubbles are always in the way, and i never saw people touch each other. so i have no clue how we pass on the tethers lmao

>tanks also take both towers in the second tower phase. but also, people with orange debuff must take towers? i am still confused on that part. I'll probably watch a video later.

that was really fun!

but also

i think i'm going to stay far the fuck away from PF extremes for a bit lmfao

[chivesx]

A bit of the story of my ‘Back Fired Plan’ AU

❗️slight tw❗️mention of death, murder/killing, attempt of ’S’ word

I like to think that in the og au, Cupheads and Mugmans boss (Devil?) gave them the job to go find the toons that are looking for the Ink Machine peaces and you know kill them.

Just like in the Rouges comic Cup and Mug try to get rid of them but end up befriending them so they can gain their trust and then kill them. 

(Yada yada we all know the comic ended, Rouge never uploaded more to it, so we don’t know what happened. I do follow some amazing people here who are making continuations of their own to the story and they are so cool!)

Ye like in og version Cup & Mug tried to kill em, became friends, but what if they went with the og plan, of killing Bendy and Boris.....

In this AU Cuphead went with the plan of killing Bendy and Boris. Bendy being a demon comes back to ´´life´´ (kinda) to haunt and emotionally torture Cup for killing him and his brother. Plan back fires when Devil decided to take Mugmans life/soul as payback for Cupheads debts. (Mug is like dead dead now lol)

As to how Cuphead killed Beni, he shoot him in the chest and it went through him (easy enough). Killing Bendy was one of the hardest thing to do tho because they had become really good friend in that little time, but he was doing this to save his brother. 

Okay, now there’s only Cup and Beni left, everyone else is ded. :D Like I said earlier Beni just tortures Cup emotionally and wont let him forget what he did, he wants him to suffer and live forever in guilt. 

Beni starts to call Cup a Pup, like a puppy, cause if he reminds him of a hopeless scared little fragile puppy dog to mess with.

At one point Pup has had enough and just wants to end it by shooting himself. Beni wont let him however and rips/cuts off his hands. To Beni, Cupheads punishment would be to keep on living with the guilt of killing his friends and also getting his brother killed. (Yayy! good friend stopping a S word happening wow)

So like, Beni torments Pup and is living dead memory of what Pup did allowing Pup to never forget for the rest of his life what happened. But like Beni being just so invested on wanting Pup to stay alive so he can suffer, he also at the same time takes care of him lmao

Who knows, maybe at some point Bendys anger will fade and he’ll forgive Pup and they can actually just work on their friendship again, or maybe even more? Or maybe Beni starts to take pity on him, he’s gone through a lot already.........But is it enough?

[sanchoyoscribbles]

I've been wanting to do upgraded forms of my ocs for a bit now but I didn't necessarily wanna follow the ReTurn format (those feel a bit more like redesigns than proper upgrades!) kind of wanted to make them more coherent as a group while I was at it. it makes sense for them not to be super matchy-matchy at the start. they don't exactly work as a unit! (even the og 3 who are on the same team! they're so dysfunctional!) although they're probably too cluttered for typical tmm designs I feel like I can get away with it for upgraded forms...in universe these would be like. movie-only type ones. lmao

these aren't the finalized designs, but I thought itd be fun to show it as a wip so you guys can see what changes from early drafts to the final versions!!! and kind of explain my process ^_^

some fun design details: Cara's top +skirt topper is shaped like a star (I..plan to add MORE stars to her design somehow. maybe on her cuff buttons too. or on her cape somehow. I may change the shape of it to a star entirely?)

her and Sapote both have the bow+heart emblem belt Mira's og design has while Aqua and Persi have matching side bows on their outfits

Persi's design leans WAY harder into alien design motifs. considering changing her arm thingies to those wraps the aliens wear...

Aqua's is a lot looser and more flowy than her normal miniskirt dress! and her hair is a lot longer in a bun instead of her faux metal ponytail that can be used as a weapon in a pinch. I feel like an earlier aqua would shy away from having longer hair even tho she can change it whenever just bc she'd worry abt it (or looser fabric) in battle...

ALL of these designs have callbacks to early drafts of all of their beta/earlier designs (like, the designs BEFORE their current ones too)

Aqua and Mira both have hearts in their designs to match each other (debating leaving that for just those two or adding it to all 6 of them? )

Mira's LONG leg warmers...were my way of compromising my want to give her a clown-silhouette jumpsuit but being too attached to her lil pumpkin pant shorts lmao (also, kind of look like hooves. donkeygirl win) in general I feel like the long socks + side pony give her a slightly more mature look which is. good considering these designs would show up when time+character development has passed

Sapote's entire silhouette being moth-shaped! even her bows! (and return of her classic puffy ponytail which I Kind Of Like Better than her Current Twintails asdfkjh)

I'm still going back and forth on colors @_@ either going to do gradients, one solid color like black or white + their dominant colors, or gold accents on all of them or smth...we'll see!! again, these are very Subject To Change, just wanted to show a wip :D

[red-elric]

ive caught up w blue lock.... (anime only not manga sorry I usually dont read mangas lol) some Thoughts:

biggest critique is the use of the overpowered self insert characters lmao. like isagi is the generic japanese teen boy who despite having no significant athletic ability is able to rapidly improve and compete w some CRAZY talented guys, ego is the slightly older generic japanese 20 smth whose ideas about things are taken 100% seriously and given a bunch of money and little to no criticism ('cant argue w him hes RIGHT') for some truly batshit ideas. I’m not a huuge fan of that sort of thing (as I’m not the target audience) and it makes me roll my eyes p much constantly sorry :/

second biggest critique is that I CANNOT take soccer this seriously ksagjavshshfdsshhsh sorry but it is Not that big of a deal 😭 plus the amount of goals theyve been scoring from the start is super unrealistic I feel (tho maybe thats a biased opinion from the only soccer ive watched being whatever my dad has on in the english premier league or whatever??? idk I feel like those are always 1-3 goals total for the game for the most part)

HOWEVER. I do like the show I promise. listing good things now those are my only gripes really!!!

bachira is v v v good, he's my lil guy ❤️ I also like nagi a lot tho!! which surprised me bc hes not usually my character type but idk.... hes fun teehee. his relationship drama w reo and new friendship w isagi is keeping me SO hooked

general shoutout to all the side characters tbh; ive liked p much all of them so far?? also the drama squad of nagi/barou/chigiri all rooming together KILLED MEEE I love them sm

despite criticizing isagi in the first point I actually do also like isagi a lot LMAO. I didnt think I would but ive been really engaged by the way he thinks about the matches and puts things together, esp in the second selection! makes it somewhat more believable that hes made it so far but also just like. the connections themselves are v cool idk it feels like a good version of the whole 'ive planned this 30 steps ahead of u' thing

I also like how theyve been balancing the 'you need to work w a team to maximize potential' and 'you need to have your own individual skill to be worth anything' thing to! I was actually super pleased by the way barous arc ended; having him suddenly be willing to work w people wouldnt have felt right, but I wouldve gotten real sick of him if he never changed either, so him and isagi just fighting the whole time on the field was a cool way to resolve that!! new ways to combo and everything hehehe

bachira and isagis relationship is making me SOOO crazy u have no idea. they like each other so much and theyre so ready to throw hands at any moment but theyre literally making out while they play against or w each other ahhh. mentioned in the tags of my earlier post but I’m SO excited to see whether or not isagi actually picks bachira if/when he beats this 4v4; I feel like atm bachira hasnt really evolved explosively like everyone else yet so if that stays true and isagi ends up picking rin instead I’m gonna be SOO pumped to see how bachira responds to that!! I think thatd be a really cool growth arc for him and isagi both tbh. plus a nice parallel to nagi and reo since I think bachira would be less pissed and more motivated, might get the evolution that (it seems) reo isnt getting 👀 ofc I could just be wrong hahahaha

final mention I LOVE LOVE LOVE the ops and eds theyre so fun!! the songs are boppin hehehehe

[hedgyhog-lawly]

Nothing fancy just a lil fic I quickly wrote for Valentine's Day and wanted to share here (originally posted on Ao3 under the same name as here :)

Note : Ok so I wanted to write a cute lil fic for Valentine's Day... Here it is XD Don't mind the poor writing, I started to write this the 13th at 8pm,went to sleep like an hour and a half after, continued to write the 14th between my school lessons and finished the 15th in the morning in the bus to go to school and before starting classes sooo yea xD (yes imma blame my not so good writing on a lack of time even tho I could've started earlier or posted it later, shhh XD). So uh ye, enjoy I guess xD and don't get your hopes too high LMAO - ALSOOO I got the idea from a rp I did in the Servamp amino and I used stuff from that rp ^^ last thing- I know my paragraphs are shit lmaooo I didn't feel like spending too much time separating them oops, but I promise I'll try better next time xD

Summary:

It's Valentine's Day, and Hyde has a date. But what would happen if that girl didn't show up? What if Licht was the one to come, and what if Hyde had it all planned from the start?

A random hotel in Japan, 13th of February

Licht was playing piano, as usual. And Hyde was laying on his bed, bored, so bored. Initially, he had decided to listen to Licht's music, but the violent teen's temper (and Hyde's habit of teasing him about pretty much everything) had resulted in a fight between the two, which caused a lot of kicks aimed at the vampire , and resulted in Hyde being kicked out of the room by Licht with an angry "Don't you dare come in here again or I'll kick you through the window!". Rude. Hyde was only trying to entertain himself, after all! Since the pianist seemed to be unable to do anything but play,leaving him forced to stay around, it was only fair for him to use Licht for his entertainment!

He sighed, shifting to look out of the window at the town. Since he's been kicked out, he had already grown bored of his other usual occupations, and the only thing left was looking outside, spying on the people that were doing interesting stuff. Well, maybe not *that*interesting stuff, but at least more interesting than what he was doing, he thought with a sigh.

As he was looking at the people, he let his mind wander. The streets were prettier than usual, many shops seemed to offer discounts and a lot of people seemed in a hurry. He tilted his head, wondering why. Did he forget about some stupid holidays…? He continued to look at the streets and the people, a bit confused, before it hit him, his eyes widening. Valentine's Day, how could he forget! Well, it's not like he had someone to spend that day with…. He hummed, going back to watching the streets, silencing his thoughts about how it would've been nice to have someone, and that it could be a nice moment. No, Valentine's Day was stupid, like Licht would probably say. Not that he cared about Licht's opinion on the matter, though! He definitely didn't.

He was lost in thoughts, still watching. People outside seemed to have fun… not fair. He wanted to have fun as well! But when you're alone, sometimes, whatever you try to do, it's not fun. It's not like he can ask Licht, this stupid angel is always locked with his piano, though thinking about it, Licht is the one who needs to go out, more than Hyde does, even if he's bored out of his mind. After a bit, the sides of his lips curled into a smile. Yeah, Licht *really* needs to go out. And since Hyde is so *generous*, he'll help him. He sat up, trying to think. How could he make Licht go out? He thought, still absent-mindly looking at the street. Then, his smile widened. The perfect occasion to make Licht leave his piano was before his eyes, in the street! Valentine's Days… He'll need a bit of thinking to find a reason, but he'll find something. After all, it's not like he lacks time.

~Several hours later, in Crantz's hotel room~

[...] "See, Crantz, that's why you need to help me! Licht needs to spend some time outside, don't you think?!"

Crantz listened to him, a slight smile on his lips "So you want my help to set you a Valentine's Day date with Licht, that's it?" Hyde's brows furrowed and he said loudly "No, absolutely not! I just think he needs to see the outside world more so he won't go even crazier than he already is, and since he won't go out by himself, won't listen to me, and that Valentine's Day is right around the corner, it's the perfect logical plan!" Crantz hummed "and the only way you thought of to make him go out was to fake being forgotten by your date so Licht would pity you and come instead not to leave you alone?"

Hyde shrugged, nodding "It did sound like a pretty nice plan when I thought about it."

"what if he doesn't care and says it's well deserved?"

"he won't want to miss an opportunity to make fun of me" he rolled his eyes

Crantz laughed and nodded, and with that it was settled; he'd help Hyde, for the sake of making Licht see the outside world and… because he's seen something in Hyde, something that maybe was worth letting grow, he thought with a smile, as he heard Hyde walking in the music room.

Licht was finally forced to stop playing in the evening, when Crantz forced him to leave the music room to eat a proper meal. He wasn't very happy about it, since he'd decided to practice the whole evening. After the meal, Crantz said that he needed to "talk" to him. Licht sighed, expecting another lecture on how he should focus on other things than the piano or how he should try and get along better with Hyde, so he was rather surprised when Crantz mentioned Valentine's Day, saying that it was soon. He frowned, wondering why Crantz would want to talk about that, and didn't answer, looking at him with a raised brow. Crantz hummed, trying "Anyway.. Did you know that Hyde had a Valentine? He's going on a date". Licht's face stayed neutral but he internally frowned. Why the hell would Crantz make him come to say that? He didn't *care * what Hyde was doing on Valentine's Day, or with who! He huffed "What does that have to do with me? I don't care what the shit rat is doing!" Crantz looked around as if to check if anyone was around before answering "She's not coming". A smug smile appeared on Licht's face "Of course. She's realized he's a demon and want nothing to do with him anymore" he replied, seeming a bit too happy about it for someone who didn't care.

"I don't know the reason, but she's more likely not coming, that's why… I need you to do something. Can you go in place of that girl? If he's left alone on Valentine's Day because his date didn't show up, we won't see the end of it, and I want to have a bit of peace ". Licht frowned, processing the information" You want me to go on a date with him on Valentine's Day? What the hell, Crantz ! " he answered, seemingly disgusted, though the tip of his ears were slightly pink. Crantz shook his head" Well, it's more… saving him so he doesn't stay alone? I understand, you're thinking that it'll be embarrassing for you if the girl eventually shows up… "

Licht scoffed" If she shows up, I'll make her leave! "

Crantz grinned and Licht immediately added with a frown" as an angel, I can't let a human be fooled by that demon. That's why I'll come. To protect the girl if she comes. "

Crantz hid his laughters and nodded, then starting to explain to Licht all he needed to know about the hour the place…

Licht was sitting on his bed, frowning. So low of that demon to try and corrupt an innocent girl on Valentine's Day! He'll make him regret that, regardless of whether the girl was to come. He spent the rest of the evening talking about it, probably angrier than he should've been.

~~~~

Valentine's Day, in the morning

Hyde woke up early in the morning, in a good mood. It would be a good day, he felt it. He did everything he had to do, humming happily. On the other hand, Licht was in a bad mood. He was annoyed by the fact Hyde had a date, and even more annoyed that such an unimportant thing could bother him. 'is it really that unimportant though?' whispered a voice at the back of his mind, but he ignored it. Of course it wasn't important. Hyde could date anyone, he didn't care! The only reason he did would be to be sure he didn't trick innocent people into dating him, that's all.' is it the only reason?' he huffed. Of course it was. He rolled his eyes, even more annoyed than before, and left his room, hoping to stop thinking about dumb stuff.

During the day, Licht was particularly mean with Hyde, snapping at him and kicking way more often. And of course, Hyde, seeing that Licht seemed pissed off, couldn't resist annoying him even more. In the earlier afternoon, surprisingly, Licht left his piano, apparently planning to leave the hotel. Hyde, rather surprised, asked where he was going but was only answered with a "An angel doesn't need to tell where he goes to a demon. If you follow me I'll break your bones." Hyde smiled at the usual threat but decided not to follow him. After all, he'll see him enough in the evening, he thought with a slight smile.

Licht was in town, going from shop to shop,searching for a present to Hyde. Since he would show up to his date, he had to bring him a present. And since he was an angel, it had to be a nice present. That was the only reason why he'd been searching for some hours now. Not because he wanted to buy something nice for Hyde, or because he wanted to comfort him for being left alone. Of course not, that demon deserved it, he thought, frowning at the thought that Hyde had a date with someone else. He eventually stopped by a nice Caffè and decided to relax there for a bit, ordering some pastries.

He relaxed while eating, his mind wandering. He didn't really know what to buy for Hyde… What did that shit rat even like beside Shakespeare and being annoying-? He hummed, thinking. Usually, for Valentine's Day, people bought stuff like chocolate or sweets… He could buy Hyde chocolate, too. He frowned, remembering the chocolate boxes he'd seen: red and pink, heart shaped with ribbons,... Too lovey-dovey. And Hyde would tease him *forever* if he were to gift him such a thing. Though he'll probably appreciate it, given how cheesy he was, he thought, unconsciously smiling. He shrugged, deciding that he'll buy chocolate here. After all, they were pretty good. And he would know, he was eating one right now. And the bonus was, the box wouldn't scream 'see it's a heart-shaped box because you have my heart!'. He quietly finished eating and bought a chocolate box for Hyde, then going back to the hotel.

Hyde's been excited the whole day, looking forward to the "date" with Licht, even if he wouldn't admit it to anyone. No, he was just being a good Servamp by helping his eve relax, that's it! He was pacing in his room, wishing time would go faster. Meanwhile, Licht was in his own room, trying to work on a new piece. Trying was the good word, since he wasn't really able to concentrate. Thoughts at the back of his mind were preventing him from fully concentrating on his music. As usual, it was Hyde's fault ;it was what Licht told himself, despite Hyde not even being in the same room. But it was Hyde's fault anyway, since he was the one Licht couldn't stop thinking about. Or more precisely, his date. He didn't like the thought of Hyde wanting to date people, he thought, frowning. Why so? He asked himself. Licht wasn't one to hesitate or not get what he wanted, that's why he eventually put his notebook away, scanning his mind, willing to understand exactly what was bothering him and what he could do to feel peaceful again.

~~~

In the evening, at the restaurant

Hyde was sitting at the table, waiting. Crantz confirmed that Licht had accepted, but Hyde knew it was still possible that he wouldn't come. He was nervously fidgeting, starting to think it maybe wasn't a good idea. Even if Licht was to come, what was he supposed to do then? It would be awkward…. He sighed. He should've thought about it earlier. It was a bad idea.

Licht was in front of the restaurant, looking at Hyde. As Crantz said, the girl wasn't there and Hyde was alone at the table, looking nervous. He stayed there for some time, looking at him. He was wearing quite formal clothes, and his hair was styled. Eventually, he came in and walked to the table,but Hyde didn't immediately notice him. Licht frowned slightly, standing in front of the table. He eventually lightly kicked Hyde's leg "Your date isn't going to come, but this angel came so you wouldn't look too miserable, left alone on Valentine's Day". Hyde looked up at him and forced a smile "What do you mean, Lichtan~ ? She's obviously just late". He rolled his eyes "Cut the act, demon. You look shitty" his smile dropped and he shrugged "If you came here to 'save' me, you shouldn't be insulting me, y'know". Licht huffed, calling for the waiter with a swift motion "whatever. Be glad I'm gracing you with my presence, hedgehog." he then turned to the waiter, ordering food then making the waiter leave. Hyde pouted, complaining "You didn't even let me order!". The teen glared at him "Whatever. A demon like you doesn't deserve nice food." he then went silent until his food was brought, starting to eat.

Licht was quietly eating, appearing slightly bored and annoyed. In reality, he didn't know what to do. His interactions with Hyde usually always led to a fight, and it wasn't often that he actually had to talk to him. After all, Hyde should be the one making the conversation, since it was his fault that Licht was there, he stubbornly thought. Hyde was fidgeting, uneasy. For once, he really wanted to try and talk with Licht, have fun with him. But Licht glare was making him feel stressed, and it's like his brain was slowly disintegrating.

Licht's food was finished and he called the waiter again, ordering a dessert, once more not caring about letting Hyde order. He once more complained when the waiter left, but was immediately silenced when Licht threw a little box at him. He barely caught it, surprised. His eyes widened and he looked alternatively at Licht then at the box. "W-what is that?"

"You're supposed to give gifts on Valentine's Day, aren't you?" he shrugged

Hyde stared at the box, eyes wide

Licht's brows furrowed and he leaned over, as to take the box back "I'll just take it back if you don't want it, shit rat"

He shook his head, holding the box "I-I'll keep it!"

He looked down at the box, carefully opening it, smiling when he saw the chocolate. He noticed a little card and took it, laughing slightly when he read the words on it, that were saying 'for the lonely shit rat that can't even get a date'. He looked at Licht "So mean" he said, but he was smiling. Licht shrugged "That's true. And if she did come, I would've made her leave, so that you wouldn't have been able to trick her demon". Hyde grinned "Trick her? Don't be like that, Lichtan~ I didn't trick anybody, girls just loove me~!" he was very surprised by Licht's gift and was still uneasy, so he used the one thing he always did with Licht, tease him, in hope it would at least initiate a conversation between them. Not really a smart decision, but Hyde unfortunately didn't realize it. He went on to continue talking about how popular he was and things like that, and the more he talked the more Licht was pissed off. He quickly ate his dessert, the sweet taste of the strawberry shortcake replaced by bitterness and anger, until he just couldn't take it anymore. He stand up, eyes glowing with anger, his half finished dessert on the table "I'm finished, I'm leaving. Meet me outside if you're not a coward." he said coldly, promptly leaving, anger palpable in his steps. Hyde blinked, surprised, before a shiver ran through his body. He fucked up, he really did.

Licht was waiting outside, angry. He came here so that Hyde wouldn't be ridiculous by being left alone on Valentine's Day, he even got him a gift, and all that stupid demon did was complain and talk about popular he was with girls, could you fucking believe it?! If he'd stayed longer, he probably would've smashed his head into the table, he thought angrily. Hyde shouldn't have done that, especially when Licht has just realized that very day that he liked him. As in, more than he thought he ever would, in a special way; he loved him. And he has decided to confess, that's why he told him to meet him outside instead of simply leaving.

Hyde was walking out of the restaurant, a bit stressed about the reason why Licht would tell him to meet him outside. He took a deep breath and opened the door, trying to silence his thoughts. Licht was standing outside, waiting. He looked at Hyde with sharp eyes "What do you think Valentine's Day means, shit rat ?"

He blinked, surprised by the question, but answered anyway "It's a day to celebrate our loved ones and spend time with them"

"I came here to help you, stupid demon. But if you wanted a real Valentine's Day you should've said so and just leave, at least I wouldn't have had to endure such a shitty evening" he huffed

Hyde shook his head "N-no, I appreciate that you came to help me, really- And what do you even mean by 'a real Valentine's Day?'"

"with someone you like, rotten hedgehog. I have no regrets, but do you?" he narrowed his eyes. This was basically his first attempt at confessing, implying he didn't have any regrets because he'd spent this evening with a loved one: Hyde.

"Even if my date didn't come, it wasn't that bad of an evening" he joked, totally missing Licht's confession.

Licht stayed quiet for some time before saying "an angel doesn't fall in love with a demon. Do you know why?"

Hyde shrugged "I don't. After all, there is no reasons not to so"

Licht glared at him "It's because demons are dumb, low, half-hearted, shy away from important things and trick people. An angel is a pure being with pure feelings. Will you once more act like a demon?"

Hyde was staring at him, lost. What the hell was Licht on-?

He frowned, kicking him when he saw he didn't answer " Do not take my feelings lightly, shit rat! "

He slowly blinked, parroting "Your.. .feelings? "

Licht didn't answer and looked at him with piercing eyes

Hyde gasped, finally understanding, and his body moved, as if without his control, and he pulled Licht into a tight hug

Licht stiffened but didn't move, about to ask him why he did that and remind him that he still had to answered, but he didn't, words leaving his mind when Hyde whispered "I love you Lichtan"

His eyes widened and he said with a small voice "You…?"

Hyde nodded, still hugging him close "I do. Sorry for acting dumb the whole evening…"

Licht frowned "What about that girl then? Why did you plan a date with someone else if you love me, demon?"

Hyde stayed quiet for a moment then looked up at him "... There was no girl"

Licht frowned, confused, and Hyde added "It was all part of a plan I'd set up to have a Valentine's Day date with you" he said cheeks heating, and Licht felt an agreeable warmth settling in his chest "maybe you're not that bad of a demon, after all…" he looked at him with a slight smile, his icy eyes warming up. They looked at each other for some time, then Licht moved closer, softly kissing Hyde, moving away immediately after, face dusted a light pink " Let's go back at the hotel, this suit is uncomfortable"

Hyde was grinning happily, feeling butterflies "It makes you look even more handsome~"

Licht huffed but his cheek reddened "Shut up"

Hyde giggled and grabbed Licht's hand, going quiet

Licht smiled slightly, squeezing his hand "You better buy me a Valentine's gift, demon"

"I will"

ALRIGHT THAT'S IT HOPE U ENJOYED IT AT LEAST A LITTLE BYYYE

[princess-pill-enjoyer]

#26

I took 150 last night and somehow passed out on it so I'm finna take 350 now that I'm awake so that I can get slightly high while being mostly sober by the time my bsf calls me today.

AFTERMATH

I took wayyyy more than 350. I think I took 1.1k overall. Took 200 and let it wear off completely instead of taking the extra 150 after a bit like I planned. Then I started crying.. then I chilled for a bit.. then cried some more. It got badddd I was snotting it up and my arm was genuinely wet wet from all rapidly flowing eye water smh

When I got otp with my best friend I was soberish. I was still crying at that point but I made sure I wasn't sobbing in her ear or anything. She had me spill the beans and by the end of it i was cackling off her mocking my sniffles. She's such a dick i stg 😭

Anyway after she calmed me dowm, she dipped to do some busy work with her mom. I ended up popping another 850 in the meantime. She said she'd be back in 30 mins and I think it was uh.. I think an hour and a half atp so I figured she forgot and I was off the hook for the day. But nah. She texted then called me and I had.. absolutely zero chance of hiding how gone I was.

Mostly I can still hide the junk even when I'm sky high cause with pretty much anyone else im not doing a lot of the talking and my slight chuckles and agreement noises is usually enough. R, however, is fucking hilarious and I'm always laughing at stupid shit she'll say. Which is kinda a problem asss i have a hard time laughing while im that high. My mouth and throat be so dry and to a point where talking in itself is a big task so laughing is pretty much out the question. Plus, kinda weird but i have a hard time finding anything funny in general. Soo when I was sitting there super quiet and not reacting much to stuff she'd say, I ended up fessing up so she wouldn't overthink my silence. Knowing her she probably would've blamed it on herself somehow so it wasn't even worth hiding imo.

It was kinda sad tbh. I'm glad we did get to talk some yesterday but we did way less talking than we'd usually do cause of all of that junk. I went to sleep promptly after we got off the phone as I felt weird. And kinda sad ngl.

When I first woke up I could still feel the remnants of yesterday's dose and I was exhausted but couldn't sleep anymore as I had already slept for I think... 10 hours? Maybe 9 I dunno

Aside from that symptom wise I'm mostly normal. Still feel a little floaty and I'm not 100% for full ass convos rn. I wanna sleep some more but I have a kitchen to clean + I was picking at my skin again so I need to do some aftercare on my skin to minimize scarring as much as I can. I mostly pick at my legs and for that I don't really bother with caring for scars. While I don't really cut myself anymore and I wasn't too too into it before either, my thighs are still covered in scars from them. That plus a few scars that have only recently fully went away made me care a lot less for how my legs look. But nowadays I be forgetting to keep my picking to my legs and started picking at my face again. That I try to hide cause my dad constantly comments on shit like that and I just don't want him to acknowledge it

Lowkey dealing with heartburn and sharp pain in my stomach. Prolly cause I took that much at once and didn't really eat before. I had hella cereal earlier in the day and that was about it

I really gotta start remembering to eat.. I'm fat and all (well. Chubby. Mfs get so confused when I call myself fat 💀) but at the same point I think it'd be kinda sus if I randomly lose weight weight like that. Especially with how shady I've been acting lmao

NOTES/EMOTIONS

Mm. I don't know how to explain my mindset rn. I feel completely useless and I want to just wither away and get forgotten by everyone all at once. I'm sure that's due to the mix of bs I have floating around in my head. I'm tryna keep it together tho. I haven't been drinking enough water as is and I'm sure me crying again is gonna make that worseeee so I'll just try and distract myself for now

I'm so fucking tired of crying. Why can't I just be happy

[multi-lefaiye]

Ok ok im back. Its been like 2 minutes since i sent the ask but i wanted to add that the first time Scoob uses his ballyhoo onscreen, we have the little star show up again! Its on his collar and as the thumbnail for the chapter, so idk if its still there in later chapters but i do think Scoob has the blessing from the very start. Maybe it wasnt planned THAT far back but also the whole Mick/Shaggy reveal was sorta planned since we always see Shaggy 2's eyes in the costume even from day 1 so who knows. Maybe it was planned but the creator (i forgot their name im so sorry) pulled back on the symbolism? probbsly not but im just firing off ideas lmao

HI WELCOME BACK- okay yes that's a really good point. I will say that I don't think the entities may have been planned that far back, but honestly I don't know! I read in an interview with the creator Dingo that he didn't originally plan for a larger storyline. Scoob and Shag was planned to be a bunch of separate shitposts, but as time went on he added continuity as a joke. I don't remember if he said at what point he sat down and plotted out the full story, so who knows!

I do agree tho that the reveal with Shaggy 2 was definitely planned, even if maybe the exact identity of "Mickey" might not have been figured out. The focus on the eyes is too obvious for me to assume that there wasn't something planned there. Also, side-note, looking back at those updates, I just want to say. I fucking hate that little bastard. Shaggy 2 (for lack of a better name for him) is one of my favorite characters b/c he's so fucking interesting and I want him to make a comeback and (in my dreams) maybe some kind of redemption arc, but when he's in that awful costume? I hate him. I love horror but GODDAMN.

Even tho I don't know if the entities were planned that far back, I think you're onto something, and I think the star being brought back later might've been intentional to tie back to the earlier updates. Because, yeah, it's a VERY interesting thing to notice. If we go with the theory that Scoob had Cyan's blessing from the beginning and only unlocked it later as he regained more of his memories (which again would make him the first to receive a blessing), then yeah 100% you're onto something.

(Also even if the entities weren't planned at all in part one, I want to say that it had to be a deliberate choice that Mickey only has red eyes post-Coward King. This comic's use of color is incredibly specific and deliberate and I'm gonna go ahead and take all of it as being meaningful.)

Anyway thank u again for this discussion <3

[roboromantic]

spoilers for the end of Season of the Seraph and a little bit of Lightfall if you’re trying to go in completely blind

OUGH THAT SEASOBN FINALE..................

characters reacting to losing a loved one is like 100% guaranteed to make me cry so Ana having to “kill” Rasputin and then Elsise being there and them getting closer and working through all the stuff they have going on together is So Fucking Good.        

That said it’s very hard to buy Rasputin being completely dead given Bungie could always pull a “Hey look we discovered a ultra-secret submind hidden away somewhere! #RasputinLives!!!” or maybe “he never actually died, he just went dormant again to wait until Xivu Arath wasn’t a problem anymore” or even Felwinter...2!    actually speaking of, I gotta check the lore on how he became a Guardian bc like. did that submind “die” and get resurrected as Felwinter, or was his Ghost like “hey I know you’re not dead but you wanna be a Guardian?”

oh and I can’t believe they let us go back to the Iron Temple but wouldn’t let me climb Felwinter’s Peak 😔 I’m sure there’s a way to cheese up there but everything I tried just gave me the “you’re out of bounds” message and killed me. it was nostalgic to watch me corpse ragdoll down the mountain the first few times but then it just got annoying so I moved on. it’s a shame tho, I was kinda hoping there’d be a collectible up there

anyway. not to be the most predictable person alive but 👉👈👀 Big Robot Hot

also the second they started spawning ogres in I realized they very obviously have the same skeleton. nothing wrong with that but it was kind of weird, I don’t think we’ve had that many beings w/that kind of        shape.

I’m Very hype for the DLC and the changes that’re planned for the future but I gotta say I do Not get the thirst over Nimbus. they just look kinda ridiculous imo.

they look like a JoJo character or something         I think it’s mostly the baby face, it looks super out of place on the ripped body. I’ve found some pics of the other Cloudstrider and while I can’t get a good look at his whole outfit but from what I can see he looks a lot more cohesive

though I guess as tumblr user “roboromantic” who literally said a robot was hot earlier in the same post I don’t really have room to talk, lmao

[scarlethallow160]

the dopamine rush i needed: attending a con for the first time as jill

i went to my first anime/gaming convention today in my remake jill cosplay and it was so much fun! at first people didn’t really recognize me/thought i was lara croft but i was still having fun with my friends, but then later on i ran into some other re cosplayers!

i took pics with a HUNK cosplayer, on my way in a guy that thought i was lara said he was gonna be chris later on (i never crossed paths with him again tho lol), i saw a heisenberg and said hi but i felt too awkward to try and ask for a pic tho lol

we saw a super awesome aloy cosplayer (we told her she looked amazing but didn’t want to bother her to ask for a pic and i def didnt want to try and take one w/o her permission but omg she looked so good), i saw an advent children cloud cosplayer but same dealio lmao this rly nice person got excited when she saw me and asked for a pic, she said she almost came as ada 😭 apparently there was a leon cosplayer too but there was one point when we were all chilling in the hotel room for a couple hours cuz my friends were staying the whole weekend so i guess i missed him. :(

and then i got another compliment from another jill! or swimsuit version of jill lol cuz the con was at this resort that had a waterpark n stuff. she was telling me about the other re cosplayers cuz she saw an ada as well, and she said there was a carlos!! and apparently there was talk of all the resi cosplayers meeting and taking a group photo tomorrow but i had only planned on going today :( and initially we were gonna take a pic together i think? but we ended up just saying bye to each other lmao cuz i was telling her i was prob gonna have to miss it

at this point i thought abt maybe starting to head home since the rest of the group was gonna hang around and party and stuff since they were staying at the resort, but i decided to stick around longer and i’m glad i did bc lo and behold.....i found the carlos cosplayer!!!

he was talking w some other people so i got nervous trying to talk to him at first, but i really wanted to get at least one pic together, and thankfully he turned out to be super nice and was really excited by my jill costume lol! he was calling me supercop and stuff and it was so much fun. and another guy asked to take a pic of the two of us xD

we took pics and he got a video of us, he had carlos’ rocket launcher earlier in the day and we were joking we could’ve recreated the opening scene when they first meet if he still had it lol. and we were just vibing, it was such a great way to end the night finding the carlos to my jill. i really didnt think i’d find a carlos cosplayer 😩 i had my little carlos keychain attached to my costume the whole day lmao

i get off work kinda late tomorrow but i still thought of maybe still coming? but the pass for saturday is like 50 bucks cuz i think its the most popular day....so maybe if i can leave work early i’ll go, cuz i dont think 50 will be worth being there a couple hours since i do work kinda early the next day. so maybe sunday since its a little cheaper....

oh i also saw swimsuit version of vi, jinx, and caitlyn lol! and omg two of the people in my group were chica and roxy earlier in the day, and they both looked sooooo good! esp our roxy cosplayer, their wig was styled so well, so many people stopped to ask them for photos and stuff lol esp like the actual staff at the con

i also saw someone cosplaying as the cowboy hero in ovw but it got super awkward cuz when i was about to call out to him to say hi i almost accidentally used the old name.....and by the time i was going to correct myself we’d already walked past him rip

next time there’s a con i’d love to whip up jill’s og stars uniform, and go as tifa as well :3 i wish i’d requested off more/planned to go multiple days but i was saving my last vacation day for my birthday :\ but still, even tho this is one of the smaller cons it was such a fun experience. i didnt even care that much about events and stuff, it was just so much fun seeing all the different ppl and being able to nerd out with friends

(i also got an artbook of yoshitaka amano’s work, and this suuuper gorgeous ghost of tsushima print by seerlight, whose work i’d actually already seen before so it was a pleasant surprise to see the prints being sold!)

[venusfun]

Random astrology post🦩

What you might enjoy the most talking about?

I do not allow to copy or plagiarize my work @venusfun

The whole chart matters.

Mercury in the...

1st house -

I believe these individuals would like to talk about identity. Since this house rules over self. They probably like to talk about outer appearance and would give the best advice! This is a personality house, maybe these individuals would enjoy talking about MBTI or other personality types.

2nd house -

Money, lmao. Where to spend it? How do spend it? Anything related to finances, shopping. Also talking about cooking or food, any kind of perfumes, smells. Maybe singers too? Little side note: if you ever feel like your self-esteem is very low, go to the person who has Mercury in the 2nd house :))

3rd house -

Earlier school experiences, about siblings, cousins, etc. Like they can talk about almost anything...? Let's not forget about cars and other fun experiences that have happened in the way of some things. Languages... I'm sure they have one language that they very much adore. Books. Gossip.

4th house -

Home & parents. How was the home living environment, etc. A big topic could be - privacy. These individuals will tell those things only if you are a very close person. I feel like they would enjoy some secrets too lol. Hmmm... Maybe history topics. Past experiences. Random questions like how is your family doing?

5th house -

Woooow, they would probably love talking about hobbies and special talents. Creative things and how stupid are “5 min crafts”. Maybe they would be interested in talking about celebrities. Talks about theatres, drama, movies, series. Also, the future child looks or personality. Definitely having the best conversations at museums, festivals or concerts.

6th house -

These people usually like to talk about daily life. They would love to tell somebody about their routines, self-care, and even favorite animals. Just sitting in a cafe, drinking hot tea and talking about the new bitchy co-worker. Any kind of health topics. Doctors and small fears.

7th house -

Romance, sure why not. But I have noticed that they would love to talk about business plans. What business they would want to start. Of course, weddings and divorces. Fashion, trends. About a partner, they would have at school projects. Enemies if you have lol. Law, rules.

8th house -

Secrets and secrets. They would be more open to taboo topics. It's truly interesting to have a conversation with them. Deep talks about tarot, death, afterlife, astrology...mmm. They aren't afraid of very dark topics, those bring adrenaline to them. Also, midnight talks.

9th house -

Travel and adventures. Very fun experiences that have happened. Conversations about astrology, philosophy, and beliefs. Anything about college life or higher educations. Also, they give great advice about those things. Probably have planned their dream travel destination and detailed activities what would they do there.

10th house -

Conversations about career choices, achievements, and goals. They would maybe like to talk about “fame” life - Where they could be famous, how would they be famous. These people give the best advice about any kind of job interview. Talking about business or boss. They probably would like to try out a job as a CEO and would definitely share about this idea.

11th house -

Talking topics would probably involve their friends. Cool, funny stories about them. Sympathy. Charity. They would be the type to tell everybody what they wished in the birthday. Conversations about some very new technologies. Usually, horoscopes too. They need freedom in communications, so they can talk about literally everything.

12th house -

Since this placement is very deep, these individuals would enjoy talking about unconscious. Any topics that include psychology, astrology, and maybe even witchcraft. But tho they will rarely tell you about what would they be interested in. Dreams and sleeping habits. Hospitals and doctors. Spilling hidden fantasies at the night and regretting the next morning lmao.

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Pluto-Mercury aspects [add taboo topics]

Neptune-Mercury aspects [add unconscious topics]

Uranus-Mercury aspects [add modern topics]

Saturn-Mercury aspects [add serious topics]

Jupiter-Mercury aspects [add philosophy topics]

Mars-Mercury aspects [add passion topics]

Venus-Mercury aspects [add partnership topics]

Moon-Mercury aspects [add private topics]

Sun-Mercury aspects [add self-expression topics]

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Pallas-Mercury aspects [add more “wise” topics]

Vesta-Mercury aspects [add more inner self topics]

Ceres-Mercury aspects [add more care topics]

Chiron-Mercury aspects [add more pain topics]

Lilith-Mercury aspects [add more unallowed topics]

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[morgana-ren]

SUBMISSION: How about a nasty sweaty incel shiggy waiting everyday for his dad to go to work so that he could have his relief with stepmom? 

Excellent submission! Love that. Love that a lot! I find it only fair to warn you, however, that I won’t be doing mommy kink for it. Mommy kink is one of my squicks, and one of the very, very few I have. I’ll do the closest thing to it though: Daddy kink. Also I find the irony of him making his little stepmom call him daddy to be absolutely hilarious.

Also this one is a great concept and I love it but it’s going to have to be a multi-parter cause it got a little bit long. Lemme know if you like the concept and I’ll continue it. Also this posted under anonymous for some reason so cheers to tumblr and its endless fucking glitches that it never fixes or seems to make any better.

Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, sexism, really gross incel behavior, nsfl things, masturbation, violent sexual fantasies, nefarious planning, horrible suggestions from even more horrible friends, absolute LOATHING of family, and entitled bastard.

There is only one thing on this planet that Tomura hates more than his father.

Only one thing can even compare to the level of abject disgust he has for his dad. Everything about the man is abhorrent and degenerate, only tolerated because Tomura is, admittedly, a NEET, and had no where else to go after graduation. But if anything- anything- could hold a candle, it would be his taste in women.

All women are trashy on some level, but his dad really manages to find ones that pretend so hard that they aren’t. Vipers behind the veneer of smiling faces clad in red lipstick and smart skirts. Always “kind”, always “thoughtful”, and always fleeting. Fickle, stupid bimbos charmed by his dads surface level charisma to quickly realize just how shallow the pool became.

Even his own mom was like that: She fucked off once she realized staying with him meant staying with his dad, and that was a sacrifice she wasn’t willing to make. So she left him to rot in this cesspit with his worthless father and no other way out.

He figures he can’t hold it against her, not as much as he’d like. A few weeks with his shriveled up paternal figure and most women quickly figure out they can do so much better. It’s in their nature to seek out the best, and that certainly isn’t Kotaro; A bumbling idiot with nothing to offer on the best of days. They don’t know any better, so they never last long after being brought home to meet his son, and those are the ones that even make it that far.

So when he starts yammering on about meeting yet another skank and how ‘in love’ he already is, Tomura’s eyes roll so far back in his head that he swears his retinas will detach. He makes a point to be around as little as possible, but somehow still manages to catch an earful about his latest fling and how excited he is for Tomura to meet her.

Great.

True to his word, Kotaro brings you home one evening, eager to impress his son with his latest catch.

His father had a lot of nerve dragging him from his room to meet you- his latest glorified slut. Adding insult to injury, you had the unmitigated gall to talk down to him like you were an adult and he wasn’t. Even though you had to crane your neck to look up and greet him, you still talked at him like he was some child. So different from you even though you were so much smaller than he was- barely even a few years older than he is, if even that. 

So polite, introducing yourself and gently shaking his reluctant hand, making a point to smile at him and telling him how happy were to finally meet him and that you’d heard so much about him. Your hands were so soft, so little in comparison to his own. He dwarfs his pathetic father, practically towers over you, yet you still talk to him like you’re the adult in the equation.

So young, so pretty, though. Far better than anything his father had a right to pull. They weren’t exactly swimming in cash, the house was nothing in particular to gloat about, and he’d done enough eavesdropping around late at night to know his father suffered a particular… ailment, so it certainly wasn’t sexual satisfaction keeping you around. What was it then? 

Probably nothing. You’d probably run off in a few weeks like they all do.

Kotaro is a worthless sack of drooping skin and aging bones; A ghost of a man not worthy of the phantoms he’s seen pass in his years. No longer the dominant male even in his own home: not with a stronger, more virile son coming into his prime under the roof as well. A beta male at best, withering away while his own son eclipses him in strength and intellect and physique. Tomura is in his mid twenties and blooming- His father… who even knows. He doesn’t care- he doesn’t bother to keep track. 

So, maybe you really are just a dumb little whore. It would make sense. Father dearest always had been a dirty old man; A raging pervert with wandering hands and lingering eyes. Always sets his predatory sights on some cute thing too good for him. 

Then again, the poisoned apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, now does it?

You’re cute enough you could have gotten some alpha at your beck and call, yet you’ve attached yourself to his worthless father who, in turn, parades you around like his most beloved trophy. Taking you to dinners he can’t afford despite your ‘insistence’ that you be allowed to pay, buying you things you claim you don’t need. Oh, how the moron dotes on his whores as if it’s enough to keep them anchored to him.

Strangely though, you don’t run off.

If anything, you sink your claws in even further, getting more and more comfortable and showing up more and more. Every time Tomura leaves his fucking room- which isn’t often- you’re there around the corner, smiling dumb and pretty and greeting him politely.

Fuck, he hates you. Hates your stupid voice, your shitty dresses, hates hearing his father happy for once.

It’s no surprise- but unwelcome no less- that he’d move you in sooner rather than later. Terrified to let you out of his sight for even a second lest you come to what little senses you have in your tiny brain and dump him. Of course, he’s quick to take on all of your burdens as his own, even if it means working overtime to support you. He’s always wanted another little housewife, and now he’s so close.

Tomura listens in on the whole conversation feeling sick to his gut.

You beg him not to- offering to pay your own way just like a good girl, but of course his dumbass dad will hear none of it. He’s more than happy to spend a couple of extra hours at work. His dad is so idiotic, so fucking blind. He’s playing right into it. He’s willing to be your workhorse if it means keeping you all to himself.

He’ll hear none of it. None of the fussing or the questions. You’re welcome in his home, he wants you there. It’s no imposition at all, he knows the house will be better with you around.

Except he forgets one crucial detail-

The son he leaves home alone with you every single day when he leaves. 

You’re nothing but a nuisance, something infringing on his private space. The time he used to get home alone to spend to his own devices is now split with you flittering around the house doing whatever it is bimbos like you do. Cleaning, cooking, pretending to read, whatever. He doesn’t have to see you if he doesn’t want, sure, but he still knows you’re there and that’s more than enough to annoy him.

It’s almost like you catch on to his animosity after a while. The way he won’t greet you back, the way he utterly ignores your existence. It bugs you, and as far as he’s concerned, good.

You try to slip him up, try to get close to him and make him like you. You always set a place for him at the table even after Kotaro repeatedly insists- truthfully- that he’ll never join for dinner. Even then, you always bring the plate to his door. He never bothers to answer- not after the first few times when he only opened it a sliver to see your stupid smiling face. After that, he didn’t bother answering. He’ll eat it of course- won’t pass up free food he doesn’t have to leave his room for- and then leave the dirty dish back outside where you left it. You brought it, after all. You can clean it up. 

All your efforts only get you mocked, and boy do you try so hard to get his affection. He even overhears you whining to his dad once or twice, not understanding why he doesn’t like you.

It makes him smile.

His friends- online of course, but still friends or comrades or kindred spirits or whatever- have more opportunistic ideas about it. His first post to the forum complaining about the new living situation was met with envy and awe- not necessarily the response he was expecting, though looking back on it, he supposes they were right. 

lmpwrst: Why u bitchin’? Ur living with a girl ur not related to and that’s closer than any of us have gotten u ungrateful ass

KingKockRool: Go jerk off on her pillow.

Stacystabber91: take a video hold her down and fuck her then idiot

KingKockRool: No wait till she’s sleeping and jerk it on her face

st8lker: Bet she’s ugly tho if she’s dating your dad lol

Oddly enough, he doesn’t agree. That’s one thing he understands about you, loathe as he is to admit it. His new ‘stepmom’, for all her annoyances, is pretty easy on the eyes. The kinda girl that would have caught his eye in an unrelated situation and earned a permanent spot in his spank bank. Thinking about it, the whole ‘dating his dad’ situation maybe threw off his judgement more than he realized.

He’ll let the jury decide: He finds a photo on your social media, crops everyone else out of it, and hits enter. Easy peasy. He saves it to his hard drive for later too. Might as well.

‘Here, you decide then.’

Thus the shitstorm begins. 

st8lker: Oh fuckkk fuck me mommy lmao

lmpwrst: Opportunity is wasted on u

Stacystabber91: you pussy punk bitch, i stand by what I said earlier. dont be a bitch and fuck the little cunt already

VolceliSwear: Whos the bitch

lmpwrst: Scratchy’s new stepmommy lol 

VolceliSwear: Nice. Hit it yet?

Stacystabber91: he hasn’t cause he’s a gigantic fuckin pussy like i told you all

VolceliSwear: Come on dude you actually have that gash sleeping in your house and you haven’t made a move? 

Stacystabber91: it’s not like she could say no cause you’re a big lanky bastard aren’t you? that’s one thing we got over the shortcels and you’re bigger and stronger than her so take what’s yours idiot or I will 

lmpwrst: I agree with SS lol U complain all the time about not having a hole to fuck and now u do

VolceliSwear: ^^ Isn’t your dad a limp-dicked prick who can’t get it up? Someone’s gotta do it so it might as well be you. Hit the bitch so hard and fast she doesn’t know what way is up

Stacystabber91: and send pics moron I want to see tits or I’m coming over there to do it myself

It’s an… intriguing thought. To be honest, he’s never actually considered fucking you before. Had the passive thought like he does with most girls he sees, but never stopped to think on actually doing it. For some reason, there was a mental wall between him and his father’s girlfriends. But why should there be?

Depraved little bastard that he is, he’s not above cornering a girl and forcing himself on her but he’s not keen on going to jail, so he’s never escalated past creepy photos and following the occasional broad a little too closely. Maybe a couple gropes in passing… okay, maybe a lot. But he’s never gotten caught- maybe the girls don’t report it or just couldn’t find him afterward. Either way, it’s all worked out so far because he doesn’t cross certain boundaries.

Most girls are repulsed by him and his repugnant behavior, so they stay far, far away. It’s like he’s a giant blaring warning sign that they tend to heed instinctively.

But you don’t. 

This is different. You live here, so close to him, so within reach. Just how close you are. How easy it would be for him to force you down and make you take it. Just how much time alone he really has with you since his father leaves and returns like clockwork. He’s got the entire day once his father leaves for work. And all night once he takes his sleeping medication. An easy, pretty little catch already wiggling in his web.

 ‘Maybe I will.’ 

That’s how it starts. 

Snowball into snowstorm.

With an idea and a lot of goading from his online buddies, a monster is born and weaned on his own depravity and escalates into something very real, and very dangerous.

Tomura is achingly familiar with the scene- he’s seen enough porn to give him ample ideas. But he’s got all the time in the world. It’s hard not to rush things considering how eager he is, but it’s safer to test the waters first. Get you nice and scared so you’ll keep your pretty mouth shut unless he tells you to open it for him. See how far he can get, how much he can toy with you before you finally catch on.

Who knows? Maybe you’ll fuck him willingly. You are a stupid little slut, after all. Most of you females are deep down beneath that holier-than-thou, stuck up bitchiness you hide behind.

So he starts with a time honored tradition. He steals your panties. 

The bathroom is cluttered with your shit. Your fruity shampoos and conditioners, your makeup, your perfumes. Tomura has a toothbrush and a comb he doesn’t use, a bottle of 3-1 for when he forces himself into a shower, and a singular gray towel, but the rest is between you and his father. Your body washes, your scrubs, your clothes in the hamper. 

It’s easy enough to fish out a fresh pair- only a couple of hours old. Some lacy contraption you must’ve been wearing beneath your clothes and carelessly left in the bin when you showered. It’s easy to pocket them before you hear him rummaging around, and maybe you’ll miss them, but that’s not his problem. Washer eats things all the time, doesn’t it?

He’s hidden back in his room, safely dodging you before he allows himself to indulge- Bringing them to his nose and inhaling the doubled fabric of the crotch so hard that it catches on the edge of his nostrils. 

Fuck, your cunt smell good- tangy and sweet but the tiniest hint of bitter. A couple of whiffs is enough to get his cock twitching, inflating into a painful hardness as he hears you walking around outside in the hallway. Shit, you’re so fuckin’ airheaded, walking around so oblivious as he tongues at the cloth that was nestled right up against your pussy until a few hours ago. He can taste you, sucking your left over essence through his teeth and he swears he’s going to cream all over the inside of his jeans if he doesn’t jerk off right now. 

He’s quick to drop his sweats and sprawl on his bed, thumbing the tip of his prick and licking gratuitous stripes up the slim of your discarded panties with his tongue. You’d look so good sucking his cock; On your bruised knees, face a slathered mess of cum and saliva and running makeup. Bulge in your throat from taking him so deep and trying so hard to please him like you always do- or maybe avoid a painful punishment because he isn’t above using his hands on you and you learned that the hard way.

The thought of your ruddy, soppy face makes him throb- fucking your wet little throat until you’re suffocating, pulling out to let you breathe only to cum on your face. Yanking you up to bend you over the stove and force you to make his worthless father’s dinner with his spend tacking across your face and his cock lodged deep in your cunt. Worthless fucking sack of shit that his father is, he’d spit in it too and make you serve it to him with a smile while your actual daddy watches you do it and rewards you later with his dick fucking you between your tits.

Fuck yes, that’s what he’ll make you do. He’ll make you call him daddy when he creampies you- the opportunity is too perfect to pass. He’ll fuck his father’s pretty whore as she screams and moans for daddy’s cock while his father is away at work to pay all her frivolous bills like the beta-cuck he is. None of the work and all of the reward- as it should be.

It’s not like Kotaro can fuck you, and his friends are right. Someone should. So why not him? Why not spread your legs for your boyfriend’s younger, more powerful son? Oh, sorry, did he give you the illusion that you had a choice? He’ll take what is rightfully his and there’s not a fucking thing you or his pathetic fucking father can ever do about it.

He plucks your panties from his face, moving them instead to work over his cock. It would feel so much better if you were wearing them- grinding your sweet little cunt against his dick, begging him not to fuck you but getting so wet all the same. The silky fabric feels so good against his hypersensitive skin, coupled with the clenched pumping of his fist as he daydreams about railing you into his filthy mattress until you’re too weak to even move on your own, his cum dripping from every one of your used holes. Limp, useless little whore too fucked out to even fight him as he fucks her in the ass again-

Fantasies swirl in his head, flashes of scenarios that tease him and work him into a frenzy. He’s going to cum hard to the thought filling you, your agonized face as the tip of him knocks against the opening of your womb, buried so deep in your cute pussy that he can feel the wall that keeps him firmly locked out of your guts. So close, so tight, so warm. He’s going to pump you full to the brim like the skank you are, fill you nice and thick full of his seed and then use you again and again and again-

He feels it in his spine, waves of pleasure furling at the base and congealing together impossibly tight, so ready to burst. His thighs flex, muscles in his stomach tightening and breath staggering. Searing white behind dry, clenched eyes and his cock twitches in his palm, knot bursting deep between his legs as his hand stills momentarily. His hands twitch, cock throbbing as thick ropes of cum spill over the slats of his fingers, splattering his stomach and the waist of his sweatpants and all over your adorable little panties. 

“Shit-” 

Shallow, shaky breaths, still seeing stars popping behind his eyelids. Fuck, he hasn’t cum that hard in- well, a very long time. Is it the thought of having something tangible soon? His very own cunt to abuse? Grinning, he looks down at the absolutely drenched pair in his hand, sticky with fresh seed.

He thinks so.

Instinctively, he wipes the excess off his fingers and onto his dirty, rumpled black sheets, swiping across his shirt and his skin. Just another ‘mystery spot’ among the rest, soon to become a crusty, flaked white stain on the fabric among all the preexisting ones.

With some effort on his part, he sits up, still trying to catch his breath. He thought post orgasm clarity might deter him from this path, but if anything, he’s even more determined now. Why should he sit and touch himself in a dark room when there’s a perfectly good set of holes to fuck wandering around freely outside?

Oh yeah, this should work out just fine.

There’s a knock on the door while he’s still wading through his gross thoughts, softly at first but then slightly more insistent. It jolts him alert, irritating him that he’s being bothered when he’s scheming. He’s already finished the dirty dead, all ready to put himself away for now but it’s still jarring none the less when someone comes around so closely to him wanking. A quick dash at the clock tells him it’s not dinner time yet, so what gives? Why are you bothering him now? Nothing is ready yet.

He tucks himself away and quickly buries your soiled underwear in the pocket of his sweats. Quickly wiping any remnants on the knees of his pants before swinging his door open, agitation palpable as he greets your stupid, sunny face.

Speak of the she-devil.

“Hi, Tomura! Just wondering if you have any laundry or anything you want me to take!” “N-”  He’s about to slam the door. About to. But you know what? You want his laundry? Sure. He’s got some for you.  “Yeah- yeah, sure.” 

He steps back from behind the door, letting it creak open a little as he rips off his freshly re-soiled sheets.

“Oh, good! Yeah, I’m throwing in my own so I’ll take your load too-“

Yeah you will.

Balling it up, he chucks it at you as you curiously peek your head in. You’ve never seen the inside of his room, but soon you’ll see plenty. He doesn’t know if you can feel the fresh cum on the sheets, but he’s willing to bet you can probably smell it. To your credit, you barely falter, even with the sheet cradled in your bare arms.

You’re probably having a moment of “understanding.” ‘He’s a young man with no girlfriend and no other outlet. Of course he’s going to wack off’ and all that. It’s cute, the way you pretend not to notice. That’s okay, he’ll give you something you can’t ignore.

He steps up to the door again, yanking his black shirt over his head and dropping it in your arms with a shit eating grin.

“Oh- okay, yeah-“

Your sentence halts completely as he starts to strip off his pants and you’re left staring in slight horror as your stepson strips down to his boxers in front of you before placing his sweats on the top of the pile you’re carrying- right by your face.

“I’ve got some more dirty boxers if you think you can handle anymore.” He’s grinning like a fiend, reveling in your poorly concealed discomfort as he leans against the doorframe, swinging out towards you. You’re backing away from him, desperately trying to keep your eyes up and away from his very exposed body, and especially the half hard cock tenting the front of his boxers. Your face is turning a viciously dark shade, stifling your breathing because he just knows what you’re refusing to see, you can almost certainly smell.

“Um- nope! This should be a full one! I’ll get them back to you soon!”

“Oh, take your time. No rush.” 

You scurry off down the hall much quicker than your usual casual walk, probably to scrub your arms clean with iron wool. Poor little thing, just trying to be nice and this is what it gets you.

He cackles something fierce as he shuts his door again, going to look for your ruined panties to post a pic but remembering they’re still in the pocket of his sweatpants, covered in his cum and saliva. A fun little surprise for you to find when you go through pockets to ensure nothing gets stuck in the washer.

And he notices, in the coming days, you stop leaving your clothes in the hamper- or even being able to meet his eyes.

Oh, this should be fun.