#I made myself too pale tho

[llinstarr]

I was having fun making picrews of myself

[hisfavegiri]

Queen’s Revenge - King Aegon Targaryen x Twin Sister!Reader

Summary : the aftermath for the stupidity of your younger brother’s stupid actions made your son lose his life, the anger and hatred you felt made you go crazy and act without thinking.

a/n. in this story the reader having a brown hair just like Alicent, like i want to make sure that one of her child is having her appearance tho.

You cried and screamed when you saw your son, Jaehaerys. coldly killed by Blood and cheese before your own eyes, you sat limply before finally approaching Jaehaerys' body.

"Remember, my queen, all this happened because of a son for a son" the words that came out of Blood's mouth kept repeating in your head, you shook your head quickly and continued screaming while hugging your lifeless son.

Blood and Cheese ran away through a secret passage which turned out to be at the end of the room before the guards started to arrive, seeing the condition of their queen and the prince. they immediately reported this to the King and Doweger Queen. With trembling hands you gently stroked your son's pale cheek, Jaehaera just cried and continued to hug you as she looking at her headless twin brother.

Your son's head is separated from his body which makes your heart even more broken knowing that his death was not easy and your son was in extreme pain. "I'm sorry Jaehaerys, I'm sorry I couldn't look after you. I'm sorry" on your dress there are stains of the blood of your son and your hands are stained with his blood too.

You could hear the sound of hurried footsteps before finally the door was kicked open and Aegon was standing there panting for breath, you broke down crying again when you saw your husband standing there. Aegon limply approached you and hugged your body, he looked at his son, his heir was lifeless in a very worst condition.

"I-I tried to stop them, I offered myself but they still killed him. they killed our son Aegon" you whispered weakly in his arms, Aegon just remained silent and continued to stroke your hair.

then you heard a scream from your mother who had just arrived, she hurriedly approached you "what happened? oh god Jaehaerys, what - who did this?” no one answered his question, behind him you could see Haelena and Aemond who had just arrived and were surprised to see the situation in your room.

Jaehaera was taken away by your sister, while you and your husband remained there with your mother. you continued to cry while cradling your son's head, Aegon's heart ached seeing you in this condition. Your mother took Aegon's place and you sobbed in her arms, everything you felt you poured out in your mother's arms.

“why does it have to be Jaehaerys? he's just a child, mother. he doesn't know anything, he's innocent” You cried again and hugged your mother tightly, Alicent was just silent and continued to rub your back to give you comfort. Aegon couldn't stand it and left the room, you let him. You kept crying and crying in your mother's arms until you were tired and fell asleep.

You woke up with a headache, you looked around and realized that you were in your mother's chambers. You are reminded again of your son, your first son, the jewel of your life, who was taken away by force by people who have no heart.

“how are you feeling now?” You turned around and found your husband sitting at the end of the room, in the dark watching you. your voice was choked, your breathing became heavy and your tears rolled down your cheeks again. "I'm not fine Aegon, they killed Jaehaerys. t-they behead our son, our son Aegon!"

You could see Aegon sigh before walking towards you, he took your body into his arms and there you broke down crying again. Aegon tried to calm you down by gently stroking your hair and back, he also kissed the top of your head.

The door to your mother's chambers opened and revealed your mother and Aemond walking hand in hand. Your mother immediately approached you and stroked your head. “where’s Jaehaera?” You've cried and screamed too much, which has made your voice hoarse.

“she’s safe with your sister” You just nodded in your husband's arms and closed your eyes, Aegon kissed the top of your head again and looked at Aemond.

“I want the security of this palace to be increased, I'm afraid they will come back and continue what they haven't finished” you could hear Aegon's voice shaking with anger, you knew that your husband was afraid. afraid that they will come back and kill you.

“don’t worry brother, and I will think of a way to repay them, we will win this with dignity. we will prove to them that we are different, not like them”

you broke away from your husband and looked at ypur brother in disbelief, “dignity? in circumstances like this you still think about dignity? they killed my son Aem! my fucking son!"

you are angry, you are burning with the fire of revenge, you are sad because you lost your son, you look back at your brother and pull his tunic so that his face is close to yours, your breathing was rapid with anger and you gritted your teeth.

“my love, please let him go, I know you are angry but don't be like this” You could hear your mother's voice and your husband's hands trying to release your grip from Aemond, but you didn't let go. You looked at Aemond angrily, you could see the fear on his face.

“fuck dignity, I want revenge”

then you released your grip and pushed his body until it fell on the floor, you looked at Aegon and immediately hugged him again. once again the tears you have been holding back break out again “I want them to suffer! I want them to lose everything.”

“I will make sure they suffer, for the sake of our son”

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[sei-cookie]

each other's girls (mikey x fem!reader)

warning/s: nothing extreme tho there are hints that the reader went through something traumatic, mentions of (y/n) too, and (not a warning) smart!reader lol genre: fluff

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"Y'know, Takemitchy."

Toman's leader starts as he takes a bite out of his Taiyaki, shifting his gaze toward the setting sun in the distance. The orange-tinted light kisses his pale skin as he leans on his bike.

"H-huh?"

"(Y/N)-chin is an idiot."

"HUH???"

Mikey lets out a hearty laugh at his close friend's response while the latter looks at him flabbergasted at what his leader just said. 'Wh-what the hell??? B-but (Y/N)-chan is a literal prodigy!!- What is Mikey talking about???' The faux blonde thinks to himself as he waits for Mikey's explanation.

"Taiyaki-chan may be book smart," He hums as he stares down at the bitten Taiyaki in his hands, given by the girl they are talking about as a thank-you gift for Mikey walking her back home earlier. "But, she can't understand that she doesn't have to be so guarded all the time!" The blonde childishly pouts as he glares at the fish-shaped treat.

Takemichi looked at the short male dumbfounded, but before he could question any further- "Though, I understand why…" The atmosphere suddenly grows serious as Mikey drops his child-like attitude, "(Y/N)-chin was hurt before, and I wasn't there to protect her." He clenches his fist as his brows furrow. "I wasn't there to stop it, and now (Y/N)-chin shuts herself off from the rest of the world because she's afraid of getting hurt."

"Mikey…"

"But, I promised myself I wouldn't let it happen again."

Determination flashes in his eyes as he turns his head to meet the other boy's gaze, "I won't let anything hurt my Taiyaki-chan ever again! That's why Toman was made so that we can protect the people closest to us." Mikey grins brightly, "(Y/N)-chin wouldn't admit it, but she loves Toman! I know she does. And Toman loves her back." Takemichi smiles back at this, 'That's right… (Y/N)-chan is like royalty to Toman, they all treat her the same way they treat Mikey!'

"So, if there ever was a time I'm not present, and (Y/N)-chin is in danger. Protect her for me, 'kay Takemitchy? And in turn, I'll protect Hina-chan when you're not around!" The said male's eyes widen, 'If- if Mikey promises to protect Hina, then the chances of her dying again would lessen..!' "O-of course! Plus, (Y/N)-chan is my friend too, I'll protect her no matter what!"

"Then it's set! We'll protect each other's girls!" Mikey beams at pats Takemichi on the back. "Better keep your word Takemitchy, cuz if not, then I'll kill you."

Division 1's Captain shudders, "N-noted…"

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a/n: ik i post more crk stuff but im still a xreader at heart and my hyperfixation is mikey from tr-

[austenwazright]

Yeah we don't know a lot but here's what we do know:

Sarcean and Anharion were into each other for a long time

Sarcean was an important member of the Sun Court

When in the parade he makes a snark commentary about how the Sun Court wins may be celebrated in the light but are all won in the dark (shady

Sarcean and the Lady had a one night stand

Sarcean and Visander also had a one night stand

The first time that Sarcean and the Lady met she's talking about the Dark General in third person but like let's be honest for a second here how many pale hot white guys with long dark heir in dark armour do you think there were walking around the Sun Palace?? Bet you she was playing dumb

When Sarcean was called back to the palace by the Lady there was mentions of a mob, I myself am very pro mob

In that same scene when she accuses him he says something like "is that what you were told?", well if that line doesn't make you believe that there's more to it I don't know what will

He wanted to be trapped and he's loyal to those who help him, but apparently his plan to getting out was being helped, bet he made it thinking anharion would be the one to do it

There's a collar that in theory takes alway anharion/james free will, even tho we were in his mind when it went on and it didn't go completely blank we have to assume it does something, what does it do??

Sarceans power is in theory control and death, and he used it the meanest way possible, or so we're told, but the Light did win and the winner always gets to write hystory so we don't actually know what's true and what isn't

He did kill everyone in the Sun Court but Visander and the Lady, even tho we don't know hes motive (I'm assuming he has one) it's still kinda drastic don't you think?

He can make weapons and use the mark but we never saw him wielding the shadows (he may be able, but also he may not be

Will has no acess to his power but he gets things done cause he's smart and charismatic, even tho they paint the dark king as someone who could only gets things done when controlling people I bet part of his powers came from those qualities as well, we've seen Will using the mark, it drains him, he couldn't possibly control everyone all the time

Sinclair presents the mark as a ceremony, as a reward, when it would be easier to just brand people by force what maybe tells us that it has to be willing

Anharion was the one to say "I will always find you" maybe the obsession goes both ways???? Besides james remember the feel of him and, as far as he let us know, it's not like bad

Now its just an hypothesis but sarcean may only be able to use his powers through objects (and yes I'm putting the reborns and the returners as objects to make a point sue me), that's the reason of the mark, and the cup, and the collar. I mean why make a fucking cup that turns people to shadow if you could just do it yk (here comes in the acceptance again, people have to be willing to drink), and like maybe, just maybe, the collar also allows james/anharion to use his magic (as in sarcean's) in a more weaponized way??? As in he can use it without draining himself, kinda borrowing it

We also know sarcean's fine as fuck, so far that has been very relevant to the plot since he fucked basically anyone of the old world we know by name

Something I keep forgetting is Will is Sarcean but hey Sarcean is also Will, and even tho we don't know a lot about the former we just spent two books in Will's head, that being said maybe Sarcean killed the whole Sun Court as some king of vengeance for someone he loved/was loyal too, that's like a super Will move

I'm gonna put this in bold letters here so no one forgets: SARCEAN IS WILL, WE'RE READING ABOUT THE SAME PERSON

"I cannot come when I'm called to fight so I'll birth a child"- or however that one goes it's been a while and I don't recor the exact words hahaha- why can't she come??? Like she can't or does she just doesn't want to?? I mean she's clearly able to send someone, she can make the returners, why not return herself??? I'm thinking that it's bad, maybe you lose part of yourself? I mean Visander didn't seen to loose anything (besides the obvious mental blow and all) so WHYYY can't she return??? The only reasonable explanation is that there's a bigger catch then we imagine

More will be added

[aakariiiii]

Hey💖

I have an request here (if u have time)

So the story is about

(Sanzu or mitsuya x y/n) ur choice

We are Emma sister so being her sister is a blessing but sometimes a curse like ,we are always her shadow, how she is prettier than us, how everyone prefers her more than us and how we liked draken first but draken ended up liking Emma this made us insecure about our self , so like I want how the make us feel good about our self and we are good in our own way

(Sorry for grammar error and sorry if its confusing)

hihihihiiii!!!!

I’m so sorry if this is extremely late, i took an unexpected break because of exams and bc a family member passed away :( but i’m okay now and I’ll try to be active again

also, to whoever requested this im sorry thats so late ugh im so mad at myself…but anyway i dont feel like this is good enough but here goes nothing

i hope you enjoy it (even tho its not that good) n im sosososos sorry again <3

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“What’s wrong?”

Hands on your thigh, worry laced Miitsuya’s voice when he found you sitting on a pavement in the middle of nowhere, tears cascading down your cheeks.

Startled was understatement. You tried in vain to rub at your cheeks in an attempt to hide the peppered trail of tears, but that was of no use as more tears were relentlessly flowing out of your eyes, betraying your attempt to conceal your distress.

Stupid eyes!

Mitsuya’s eyes narrowed at you with worry.

“Is there someone I’m gonna have to beat up?” He asked sternly.

“N—no! It’s nothing, Taka! Don’t worry about it!” you stuttered, feeling utterly exposed before the person you'd recently begun to admire, tangled in a web of unspoken emotions.

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y/n’s POV

I stutter, foot in mouth in front of the guy I recently caught feelings for. Well, obviously after moving on from Draken, the reason being that Emma likes him too. And he clearly likes her back, but who wouldn’t? Her happy demeanor would charm the unfeeling, her soft features would make anyone develop heart eyes. And then there was I, the less attractive, less important Sano sibling who’s been constantly devoured by Emma’s shadow.

Don’t get me wrong, Mikey is a great brother to me, he’s just…emotionally unavailable.

“Then why are you crying?” Mistsuya asks, softness caressing his voice as he moves to sit next to me instead of in front of me, a gesture of quiet support.

I hesitated, torn between sharing my feelings and shielding them. But his eyes were inviting me to confound in them, promising me to find solace within their depth. Pale, yet captivating. I could see myself swimming in them, in a sea filled with tranquility.

I turn my head again, facing front and look at the ground.

“I—I’m fed up, Taka. I’ve been living in Emma’s shadow for almost my whole life, and I get it, she’s pretty and pretty people are obviously…more favored. She’s just very charming and—I’m —I’m just the less important, invisible Sano sibling. I—I’m trying so hard to just break free…but it’s so hard!” I open up, tears flowing down my flushed cheeks again.

Mitsuya was silent. But his silence was comforting, it told me, in an unspoken whisper, to continue.

“I—I really don’t know what to do, Taka! I’m r—really—really trying! And I—“

I choked on my words, interrupted by Mitsuya shifting to kneel in front of me, meeting my eyes at eye level

His gaze spoke volumes—love, care, and a sense of belonging.

He grabbed a lock of my hair, gently twirling it around his finger and started speaking, his words laden with sincerity.

“Who said that you aren’t pretty, y/n? I think you’re absolutely gorgeous, hell, I find you prettier than Emma!” He grins as he releases the lock of hair and reaches up to my cherry-like cheeks, the pad of his thumb wiping my tears away, making my heart skip a beat. Or two.

“You don’t have to be like Emma, y/n, being you is what makes you stand out the most. I can reassure you that you’re liked as much as Emma is by everyone around you, yeah?” He smiles as he stand up up once more, stretching his hand out to me.

His gestures alleviated my burdens, and I grasped his hand as he pulled me up.

It was unexpected, very unexpected actually, but as soon as i stood up, his arms wrapped around my torso, embracing me with an infinite amount of warmness as clang on to him, wanting to melt into him as I’ve never felt so at peace before. I don’t want to ever leave his embrace.

The wind softly hummed as we stood, in the middle of nowhere, clinging onto each other. He pulled away, planting a kiss on the top of my head.

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah—thank you Taka,” I smiled at him.

“Of course, now let’s go get some ice cream—I’m starving!” He whined jokingly as he guided me to his motorcycle, handing me a helmet.

And with that, the both of us were dashing against the wind, as my hand were tightly wrapped around his torso.

“S-slow down, Taka!” I yelled, scared for my life.

A chuckle came out of his mouth as he sped up.

“Whatever you say, m’lady!”

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[velvetmud]

the met gala pics of pedro in that shade of red??? vampire he's a vampire. when he's torturing the silver lake guys and says the very gentle/terrifying "it's okay, I believe him" — i want that tone of voice as he drinks from you and soothes you through it, and while he’s drinking you you’re riding his cock

I go so all out with an idea that I have genuinely no idea how to make it short when I’m fired up ohhhh my god but this hit different. bless bless tho this idea fucking hit 11/10

warning(s): 18+ explicit, blood, daddy kink, dirty talk, smoking, drinking, passing out, generally dark vibes. you’ve been forewarned

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he was drawn to you. the rapid thump thump thump thump of your heartbeat taunts him from across the bar.

it’d be humanly impossible for anyone else obtaining the same delight of smelling the pheromones dripping off of you in beads of sweat, coming down your chest - but that’s just it. joel wasn’t human.

he’s spent a good portion of his time in recent years bored and unsatisfied by himself. these days bar hopping in hopes to meet a woman to bite and drink and fuck became his new favorite pass time.

he eyes you sipping a fruity drink through a dainty straw. chewing on the melting cubes of ice. daring red lipstick leaving a stain around the tip after each sip. he wonders what it would look like if you smeared your lips all over the base of his dick. a grin crept on his face when he also notes it’s the very same color as the coat he has on.

god, and that fucking neck.

there’s over a million ways to turn a vampire on, given they have as simple of taste as joel does. seeing a gorgeous naked neck that just begs his teeth to sink into—nothing could ever get him pounding so fast. now you’re laughing at something one of your girl friends say, throwing your head back and stretching it out. almost mocking him.

joel’s intent stare doesn’t leave you as he took the last swig of thick whiskey remaining in his glass. settles himself down a little bit. the last thing he needs is for his teeth to come out in public, or coming on too strong. before he has a chance to flag the bartender down to order you something, he knows when it’s your scent coming closer. that steady growing thump thump thump of your pulse got even louder—

“hey there,” you greet him, cheeky as you flop down onto the chair right next to his. the space is squished enough that your knees brush each others. although taken aback by the pleasant surprise, he can’t believe it being as easy as dangling a carrot in front of a bunny.

“couldn’t help notice this coat actually matched my lipstick. thought to myself maybe I’d try and buy the man a drink,” you propose.

he loves just how easy you’ve made this for him.

joel decides his next move as if he were playing chess. his pale fingers crept over to your hand resting beneath the table, hovering for a moment before finally joining them together.

you feel the flashy gold pinky ring that shined in the light, figuring that must’ve cost him a kidney as he stroked the back of your hand. once he leans down in your ear, he can’t help himself but inhale the scent. licks his lips, he really isn’t fucking lying when he says —

“well sweet girl, I was gettin’ pretty thirsty over here. m’glad you asked. ”

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two rounds of drinks he pays for later, you’re both drunk putty in each other’s arms. dancing on the lines somewhere between reckless and buzzed. making an obnoxious exit wrapped around one another, determined to get back to his. joel might’ve been tipsy, but he knows he’s got nine good hours of dark until dawn inevitably came.

he gets his lips on yours in the backseat of a cab. your lips felt so soft and cruel against his. the way your lipstick smears around his own lips makes it all the more thrilling. unbothered by the driver’s presence, he moans hungrily once he sees his chance and latches right onto your neck, like an addict’s relief after finally getting his fix. containing himself for when he’ll get to break the skin and taste the crimson running down his tongue.

you prop a thigh up and lock him in, running your fingers through his slicked back hair. ruining it. joel suckles on your neck with unquenched thirst, already working on a third hickey once the driver pulls up in front of joel’s flat. it took longer than it should have to realize the vehicle was no longer moving, as pissed as the driver might’ve been, but you’re both void of any shame.

as you both skip inside, unable to pull any limbs away, he practically has to kick open his front door.

the personality of the interior intrigues you as he welcomes you in. the vintage art crowding the walls, the sixties and seventies themed furniture, the red velvety comforter of the master bed. you also couldn’t help the curious eye at all of his blackout curtains. you don’t get the chance to start the question before he predicted you’d ask, telling you he just likes keeping it dark.

he wipes the puzzled look off your face when he goes in to grab your chin and smash his lips back down on yours, this time around not containing anything now that you both have the privacy.

“smell so good to me, angel. couldn’t focus on nothing else—fuck I ain’t getting enough. need to see you some more. let’s get those arms up, take this off, yeah. there she is. my precious fucking girl.”

he showers you in pet names and praise. that nose stayed buried in your neck, marveling at the skin. nipping gently and sucking the red skin, pulling back to admire his work and watch the mark turn purple. the vibrating beat of your pulse so close put him in a trance. one other greedy hand snakes down and began pinching and twisting your nipples. with there being no need to conceal any of your own thoughts and noises, you hum his obscenities right back at him, fueling his desires. when you whine in his ear for him to fuck you, he laughs and guides your back to fall down on those velvety sheets.

“mhm, just relax for me little one. lay back, let daddy do the work.”

judging by your squirming, you really like that.

still sticking to his mission, he slowly claws at your remaining clothes with intent. in the soft candle light of his room, you’re giddy once you spot the evidence of your lips still all over him. it doesn’t seem to bother him in the slightest, it looked like red was even his favorite color.

his kisses get longer and wetter once he’s met the insides of your thighs, moving to your gushing outer lips. with a possessive grip, he squeezes your thighs in the palms of his hands and damn near salivates after you spread for him.

“prettiest pussy I’ve eaten in a long, long time.” he sighs. effortlessly raising your knees up to hook around his shoulders. his mouth waters and his teeth threaten to show as he lifts your hood up with his thumb. if he couldn’t see in the dim light, he’d be able to hear how ready you’ve been. “oh yeah. this is wet. is this pussy begging to sit on a cock already baby?” he taunts, smoothing the pad of his finger in between to listen to the lewd glide it makes. his stubborn dick bobs around, still helplessly trapped in his pants.

“take yours off too, daddy,” you plead, weakly pulling at the collar of his button up.

joel exhaled through his nose, still holding onto a great deal of self control even if you insist on breaking him down to itty bitty pieces. he prods himself up onto his knees, keeping those legs wrapped around him like a necklace before he gives you further instruction. “I’ll get the rest, but you need to unbutton this for me, angel, use those fingers.”

with haste fingers and patience worn thin, you manage to tear open the shirt while your feet rest on his shoulders. he couldn’t resist the urge to kiss each one as you finished up, his broad naked chest out in the open.

“good girl. spread those legs again for me.”

the shirt and pants that were previously in the way have now been carelessly flung to the ground by his arms. he eagerly nestles his head back down, guiding you to lay back again and let him continue drinking you up.

your pathetic pleas get muffled into the pillows beside you, your head thrashing back and forth like a fish out of water. if it was another woman, concealing all her squealing and howling like a bitch in his pillow, it wouldn’t phase him as much. but he fed off seeing all of your faces, pouting and scrunching up in beautiful ways with every swirl of his tongue on your clit.

“c’mon baby, stay with me, keep those pretty eyes on daddy. like when I can see those little faces you make.”

joel’s condescending tone doesn’t allow any room for opposition. with a nervous swallow, you obey. your reward for listening is instantaneous, because the tongue between your legs doesn’t relent, doesn’t resist once he has you right where he needs you.

he butters you up further to the point where you aren’t getting scared off by his experiments pushing the boundaries. gets harsher biting and nipping on your inner thighs when his fingers take to occupying you. he sees just how far gone you are, how you’ve creamed all over his fingers. you can’t even help closing your eyes again anymore despite his wishes. this time he lets you drift off and wallow in pleasure. you rigorously grind up and down to fuck every inch of his digits, distracted and immersed.

nothing could stop him anymore. now he wants to show his teeth.

wants to feast with his teeth.

joel’s fangs unsheathe from the upper corners of his gums with a clench of his jaw while you’re above him. oblivious. his tongue takes it easy on the meat of your thigh at first before slowly sinking his sharp teeth right into the meat of your thigh, drawing out some small drops of blood from the poke.

he groans like you’re the first happy meal he’s ever tasted. savors the little droplets of red beading from your skin, kitten licking to soothe the blow. fuck.

you’ve snapped your head up after feeling an unfamiliar pinch.

“w-what was—“

the bite he made still pearled more drops of blood and he catches it with his finger, sucking it into his mouth.“shhh, it’s okay baby. you’re fine. you’re okay.”

before you could ask any more questions he plunged another finger in you and fucks you with it. the pain immediately forgotten, you fall back into riding his fingers as he licks his leftovers.

“shit, I’m in for a treat. alright baby girl, m’gonna give you what you need. sit up for daddy. that’s right, pretty girl.”

he grants his dick a good few pumps from his hand before maneuvering you around to swap places. he lies his head back against the head board and settles you down on top of him.

you thought you catch a flash of sharper teeth when he grins down where you brush your pelvis on his. but you chalk it up to nothing more than imagining things, especially after the drinks you’ve had tonight.

“wanna watch you bounce on it for me. line me up, just like that,” he coached, watching you spread yourself with your fingers to accommodate his girth. he doesn’t stop eyeing your joining bodies like a hawk as you finally start to sink down, the head of his dick disappearing in your warmth. you close your eyes and breathe, slamming all the way down and surprising the two of you.

knocking the wind out of joel, he stutters and growls before tilting your face close to his.

“what a good girl, taking it all in one go—shit honey, that’s it.”

the sight alone of your bouncing chest as you rode up and down without mercy made joel wish he could fuck you like this in the sunlight. study every bump and curve and freckle on your body.

your neck extends just for him when he trails his thumb down to smoothe circles on your clit. he doesn’t miss the opportunity to dive right in, starting innocent to ease you through it. rough lips sucking and nibbling down. harmless at first.

his lap is drenched with your juices, filling you up with each pump of your hips relentlessly fucking him up and down. the trail of kisses followed the bone of your jaw, moving right up to your ear to whisper:

“want’chu to take a deep breath for me, baby girl. there we go.”

you’re too blissed out on his dick to ask questions, moaning out his name and holding tight onto his broad shoulders. joel can feel the vibration in your throat, every noise you make, amplified. your heart skips a beat once he plunged his fangs into the thick skin of your neck. he’s cutting deeper this time, instead of the innocent paper cut trail of blood coming from your thighs, it’s a stream that steadily gushes down to your chest.

the animal in him bursts out of the cage once the flow hit his tastebuds. he grasps your back to keep your body on him when you wail out of shock. the initial sting forced a scream out from you, but he just greedily keeps on drinking.

“f-fuck, what is that…. are you…?”

he shushes you some more, pulling back for the first time and moving your hair to the side. you see his mouth drenched in more red, but it’s sure as shit not from your lipstick.

“knew you’d taste sweet,” he murmurs, voice hoarse as he goes back in to kitten lick your wounds. he sucks down the drying trail of blood that made its way down your breast. he pants and sweats enough to sound like he just ran a marathon before looking down at the skin of your neck and then right back to your eyes. “you’ll feel so good, promise. just need to keep going. don’t stop riding, princess.”

your confusion muddles with arousal. the glimpse of what could’ve been fangs when he smiled down at you, the stabbing pain on your neck and thighs, the freaky black out curtains, not to mention his obsession with kissing your neck.

you’re dizzy as the world around you starts to fog. he sees how weakened you’ve become and takes over, bouncing your tired body up and down with his arms hugging around your waist. he couldn’t resist going back in to take another long bite on the neglected side of your bruised neck, drinking right from your flesh. more spills down while he shakes you awake to rub your clit.

“that’s it, stay awake and cum for daddy.”

you don’t know how he’s managed to still make you cum this hard while only being half conscious, but you’ve made an even bigger mess on his groin.

that was the final straw and he can’t take it anymore. he bites down on the first mark he made between your ear and your shoulder just one last time. he doesn’t hold back his own animalistic sounds, roaring deep down from his chest while his cum floods the mess of your blood.

as you both come down, he still takes some time to catch his own breath as he gently moved your boneless body to lie down next to him. he reckons you’ll either go through a little hell or just go to sleep. wake up as his own little vamp, pestering him to get fed. he can’t help it, he smiles when he really starts to imagine it.

propping up an arm to support the back his head, he extends the other arm to his night stand and fetched himself a cigarette. after puffing on it for a few moments, he noticed how he’s already left behind his own stain on the butt of it from your combined remanents of blood and lipstick all over his mouth.

-

up to you if she just d!3d or if he turned her then they live happily ever after and drink tons more people together. your pick!

this was honestly so fun to write, more dark au’s might be another route I’ll take in the future. lemme know if you get that appeal too :)

masterlist + buy me a ko-fi

[karen360-x3]

Next logical step! Draw Minos and Sisyphus as Hollow Knight charater right after I drew V1 and Gabriel's versions (witch you can find right here)

I honestly had alot of fun designing these 2 (especially Minos, I really love his original design so i had a blast)

And again: imma go ahead and explain my design choices down below:

Starting with Daddy™ Minos Prime :

-It was abit challenging to turn his massive form into an insect from hollow knight (even though he kinda looks like Pale King), but I finally figured it out and it's all thanks to his attacks patterns (and his backstory too but, we'll talk about it later on)

-Idk if y'all noticed, but Minos's attack patterns kkinda resembles the Mantises attack pattern (especially the Traitor Lord's): Get to high places to pound you to the ground (joke intended, he's the king of Lust after all), he has range attacks and can take on your health bar pretty quickly with his strong attacks (also he fast as f boi)...So yeah go for a more or less Mantis base

-I also wanted his to have a pretty and dynamic shape, so I modified the bodyshape abit, making it ressemble the headcanon looks of Pale King that somme of y'all has (including me). He is a King after all ^^

-Replaced the big snakes with white Garpedes (the weird centipede this that either blocks your path or helps you do parcour in HK) cuz of course I did

-Modified his facehole abit cuz..idk, it's more fitting I guess

-Also, back to the bit about his backstory that made me pick his bug desig: he was the king of a region who wanted to control it and protect it in his own ways but had trouble with "upper" authoryties...doesn't that remind you of the Mantis tribe? the only difference is that the Mantises and PK eventually figured it out but Minos...Well, this didn't end well

Now let's move on to Sisyphus

.....I mean, do I even need to explain myself for this one?

Look:

-Big shiny fella : go for big moth (Regal moth specifically) cuz light and Radiance and yaddy yaddy yadda

-Tried to raise his army to take over/ have freedom (Radiance exept Radiance was a forcefull b )

-Locked away in order to be forgotten by the Insurectionists (...Radiance with her people) + notion of memory in his monologue

-THE HARDEST BOSS IN THE GAME (...yet, and act III has yet to come out as I speak) : For me, absolute radiance is the hardest boss in HK

Yeah that's it! I don't need to elaborate any further and it's 4AM

Y'all enjoy the food ,even tho i'm pretty sure most of you won't even read this sections

I'll admit it was more for my undiagnosed adhd (or autism, i still don't know) brain than an actual audience, but I hope you had fun reading through this ^^

[quimichi]

MATCH UP INFO <3

Or get to know me whatever you want lol

Antonia, 18, cis female, she/her, german, medical assistant student, infp, pisces, hufflepuff

EYES: Green, blueish, grayish lol HEIGHT: 1,58m, 5'4(?) OTHER: natrually pale, lots of moles, no tattoos, natrual eye bags, fox eyes, small dimples, full lips, small mouth, long lashes, resting bitch face lol, high nose bridge, long brown hair with highlights, wavy/curly, super shiny, pretty skinny, average curves, long neck lol, no make up, long nails, small hands STYLE: comfy and oversize, but in summer i wear more dresses and skirts, more girly, bit also still girly with oversized clothes, it's grunge like but i honestly wear any style if I like it

FIRST IMPRESSION: people say i look younger than i am, I'm very polite and kind by nature but i seem like that 120% more at the beginning than later lol

POSITIVE TRAITS: I'm polite or at least try to be, I have this helping syndrome I always need to help, I'm very open minded and I like to try new things, there are specific patients who adore me so ig I'm really likable-, even the complicated ones like me?? that's a compliment ngl, my friends say im really funny

NEGATIVE TRAITS: always sleepy, sometimes really lazy, very sarcastic and i have a dark humor, small anger issues but i control them really really well, many things can annoy me easily tho, many people say I'm too quite but in reality I just give no fuck lol I'm actually really loud, like I'm both and both is depending on the situation not good--, i talk a lot and yeah-bad in class-ik when to shut up tho

LIKES: Wind, rain, the night, stars, music, video games, sleep, my cornflakes lol, watermelon and strawberries, my super soft bed, family and friends, snow, winter in general, fog cause pretty, horror movies, ducks and chickens, especially my plush duck, cacti oh and palm trees

DISLIKES: pushy people, no manners, disrespectful behavior, pineapples cause idk not my thing, strong smells, beards cause--no, alcohol, I'm strictly against that for a good reason

LOVE LANGUAGE: Quality time (giving & receiving)

DEAL BREAKERS: the basics lol, no addictions, no job, bad temper, bad behavior, bad hygiene and so on

LOOKING FOR SOMEONE...kind, respectful, honest and loyal, the basics...I have low standards

TRIVIA ♡

@ i have asthma @ look, ik I'm pretty, nothing wrong with confidence, but having random people telling me 4 times i look like a pinterest model made me so so happy @ I'm REALLY good at parking backwards lol @ i rarely go out, like i don't need to i love it at home but if i go out i also like it more peaceful @ i love parking lot dates, getting food and sitting in the car for hours talking, my fav @ its hard to scare me, or make me feel really disgusted. I can look at all things, even smell and i wouldn't be fazed by it at all. But touching is a no-- @ super scared of deep waters like--what if something is underneath me??? @ i love plants but plants don't love me @ i can draw really well-i think so at least @ hardcore dreamer @ I'm not really touchy. Like i don't need physical affection that much or at all. Cuddles aren't really my thing, they're ok sometimes--- @ no matter when and where, if i wanna sleep I'm out in 10 minutes or less @ I'm 18, in germany it's legal to drink beer with 16 and any other alcoholic drinks with 18. I never drank one sip and never will. Super scared of alcohol, i feel very uncomfortable with it around me. Drunk people scare me so much that i wanna distance myself. It can even get to a point where i will constantly distance myself from that person so much that our contact breaks, if they abuse alcohol.

APPERANCE

[aquaquadrant]

Hi there. I’m going insane and it’s your fault. Like I discovered your absolute emotional masterpiece of a fanfic the other day and it’s all I think about anymore I’m so obsessed; I downloaded tumblr bc of you and I don’t really know how this site works but I do know how to click the ask button so that’s your problem now. I got words for you

First off: HOLy the writing and the voices are so good??? Like the characters say things the way their irl counterparts would say it? How?? Teach me your ways? Actually tho what did you do to learn to do that, is it innate, do you practice?

Second: “He wouldn’t have known the sight of Tango’s pale skin flushing bright red all the way down his chest.” That sentence just kinda stuck out to me from the last chapter… for some reason... anyways (idk what my point is here but it sure has got me thinking thoughts :P )

Third: I said I was obsessed, and I think it was an understatement. I didn’t study for my chem final because of this (still got an A tho so dw) and I went to bed for three days straight thinking about it and I woke up every morning thinking about it. (It took a solid hour to snap myself out of it when I actually needed to get work done lol) And on the plane ride home for break I drew some things so I’ll just leave these here if you don’t mind (umm ignore the tango faces on the first page and his left hand on the second, there's something Wrong™ about them I gotta practice, ok?)

idk if the formatting is good or whatever but here they are

As you can see I love love love the scene after the nightmare. If I remember correctly, Tango started wearing the gloves to protect his claws so they could heal after he escaped, and then when Jimmy gets hurt he just instinctively gives them to him?? Hello, the symbolism??? Tango just surrenders his own protection, both physically, because he would rather protect Jimmy, but also emotionally bc it immediately reveals what he considers a flaw in himself, monstrous, hideous. And Jimmy sees him throw the walls up again, “He quickly shoves the gloves at Jimmy, moving to get up. “I’ll uh, I’ll get another pair tomorrow-”” but Jimmy won’t let him, instead looks at what could be considered Tango’s entire soul —his trauma, his Hels origin, the feral, blaze side of him, the side that lies and hides and lashes out at any who get too close, the “ugliest” parts of him —and loves him despite it? Even sees the beauty in him? Yea, no, I’m normal about that—

Anyways idk how long these things are supposed to be but I have a couple more thoughts so you’re still stuck with me. Ummm let’s see… I adore your impulse design. So I’m taking that, thanks. (If that’s ok) also was thinking about how Jimmy would wear shirts with the wings getting in the way (see bottom of 2nd pic), and then thought maybe that’s why he’s so good at embroidery or sewing in general, cuz he has to make custom clothes. And then I thought what if he made some *cough* outfits and had Tango judge them… or asked for help putting on/taking off a particularly difficult shirt... haven’t had time to draw that yet but ya know… one day. Aaaaand the blaze rods could theoretically make a pretty cool fire crown when Tango's angry, also blazes do damage when you touch them, but I don't think you get set on fire? So it must be the blaze rods themselves doing damage, so I imagine when Tango's fighting they swirl around him both to attack whoever gets too close and to block any incoming projectiles (see middle left of 1st pic). +gradients on the blaze rods :]

Last thing, I showed my sister the fic last night and she’s already read through it twice so you’ve infected two of us. We were theorizing on what’ll happen next chapter. We both think that the others will piece together, to some extent, Tango’s backstory before they figure out how to remove the collar, what with the cuffs he wears, the comments Atlas made about a farm, Atlas’s mentioning about using Jimmy that way for his feathers, etc etc. and the comment that Tango can hear everything? Yea, no, when that collar comes off he’s gonna be distraught, I’m wagering that everything immediately bursts into flames around him or something (cuz that’d be cool). I think he'll probably try to run away, too, but we'll see

Anyways, that’s not all my thoughts but this is getting pretty long, so maybe I’ll send another ask later if that’s alright. Have a good day! Post again soon! Please. Please I'm begging you. For my sanity plea-

(actually tho take ur time. quality is worth it, and this is nothing but quality)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg welcome. this was genuinely SUCH a lovely ask to read, but i wanna take the time to properly answer it so i’m gonna continue under the cut cause boy can i ramble

first off: HELLO, you got a tumblr bc of HTP?? incredible. i’m honored that this gay angsty little block man au was your introduction to the hellsite (affectionate). and don’t worry, i welcome asks no matter the length (tho i might not get to everything in a timely manner)

second of all: i’m SO happy you enjoyed my character voices. that’s definitely something that’s taken a bit of practice, especially for more understated characters that don’t have super obvious or unique vocal traits/vernaculars. i find it helpful to a) have spent a decent amount of time watching the source material and b) always go over my dialogue with the character’s voice in my mind, and see if it sounds like something they’d actually say. ofc, sometimes liberties can be taken based on the plot/setting of a fic but generally i spend a lot of time and effort on getting character voices right, so i appreciate the appreciation <3

thirdly: i like that particular sentence too ;0

fourth: THAT ART THO??? oh man. impulse looks amazing (i’ve always loved demon!impulse and gotta credit @lunarcrown for bringing that vision to life 💃) and the wings are SO well done, like you conveyed that leathery thin bat skin texture perfectly. the various tangos are SICK, i luuuuv seeing him in full blaze rage mode, using those blaze rods to their full effect. and those hands… goddamn. not only do i respect the hand anatomy but the ROSES… the shackles and their metallic texture… the gradient on tango’s claws… chef’s kiss 💋👌 and THANK YOUUU the post-nightmare scene was one of my favorites from that chapter, and you’ve summed it up beautifully.

moving on: as with all of lunar’s designs, she’s happy to inspire so BEHOLD, DEMON IMPULSE UPON YE (that’s a yes from both of us LOL) i love ur idea about jimmy making custom shirts to work around his wings, that’s one of those little details i never put much thought into but it fits so nicely with him being into embroidery. so jimmy def makes a lot of his own clothes (and occasionally some for tango), co-signed and approved. and ur on the right track about tango’s blaze rods- most of his defensive fire comes directly from them, doing that crazy swirly fireball thing that actual blaze do, but he does also have the ability to produce fire from his hands, he just doesn’t do it often. it takes a bit more concentration and practice, and he spent so long trying not to use his abilities that it doesn’t come second nature to him anymore. he was way more of a fire starter as a kid in hels.

last but not least: AWW it’s so sweet u got ur sister into the au (lord knows i’ve dragged mine into many a fandom 😂) glad y’all enjoyed it so much, AND now u have someone to theorize with 👀 i won’t say anything more on the matter other than i hope to get the next chapter out over the next couple weeks, so stay tuned…

[formulawrite]

Dinner fun

Requested: Yes

Notes: I wrote this before the Charles and Charlotte breakup

Warnings: semi public sex, cum play, Spanish translation by what i remember from 7th grade

My leg shot up against the table almost dropping everything while i let out the weirdest noise that ever came out of my mouth 

“is everything ok?” charlotte asks me “you look like you’re about to be sick” putting her hand on my shoulder 

“no worries, just i-i stretched my leg weird and i’m having a really bad cramp it’ll go away in a minute” she nodded still looking worried 

I feel his hand on my thigh and his voice on my ear ��are you sure corazon? this... cramp might go on for a while” i could feel his smirk even tho i’m not looking at him

Carlos and I wanted a little more adventure in our sex life, public sex was a turn on for both of us however with all the media around him it would be an impossible mission, but this man is not a quitter when he came home that afternoon with a grin and a black shopping bag that had no label in it i already knew what was on his mind, the mini vibrator was meant for me to put inside me while controlled by an app on his phone, and of course he wanted to try it during a dinner with his teammate. 

“You look a little pale too y/n are you sure you’re fine?” Charles a little further away from me but still catching my face in the dim lights of the restaurant, Carlos had a hand on my thigh and another on his phone making the device stop at once 

“I’m just fine, nothing to worry about” i tried to keep my posture as all eyes on the table were on me, my acting skills worked since they all stopped staring at me and went back to their own conversations i still couldn’t pay much attention to the story Charles was telling since Carlos sneakily opened his phone and keep sending the waves up and down for what it felt like hours. i kept myself as composed as i could through out dinner with the toy rubbing itself against my g spot similar to my boyfriends actions when his fingers are inside me, we say our goodbyes rushing inside the car as soon as we got in i pulled him for a desperate kiss wanting nothing more for him to do whatever he wanted with me 

“you’ve been teasing all night i was hoping you’d follow me inside the bathroom but you didn’t” my lips going to his neck leaving a mark gaining a groan from him “if i did that they would notice, but i think you had some fun alone in that bathroom” his voice vibrating against my lips, my mind went back to the moment i closed the bathroom stall the toy going even faster while my fingers played with my clit waiting for a release that never came "it would be fore fun if you were there" my words coming out between kisses and marks i was leaving on his neck my trail going down his chest undoing his belt, I sundelly felt the car start and back up from our parking spot as i tried to move back to my seat Carlos grabbed my hair pushing me back down "be nice for me" I knew what that meant I open his zipper pulling his pants just enough for his cock hit dress shirt i fixed myself on the seat starting to collect the pre cum leaking from him with my fingers rubbing it on the length, his hand that never left my hair started to grab a handful of it wanting more i lowered my head on him taking tip on my mouth, the movements of the car made go a little further on him "open more i know you can" i took all of him hitting his tip in the back of my throat he let out a curse i couldn't identify under his breath while i kept sucking him off.

The car stopped at our driveway suddenly making me gag, he pulled my head out of him and put himself back in his pants, he tried unlocking the door as I rubbed my hands all over his body and kissing his clothed back. Once he got us inside he pushed me inside straight into the couch lifting my short dress and reaching for the toy inside of me "won't be needing that anymore" he pulled out throwing it across the living room putting his mouth on my clit, he didn't waste time into liking my folds making me throw my head back at the feeling of his mouth on me, he kept using his tongue perfectly flicking and sucking my clit until i came calling his name and pulling his hair closer to me, he made his way up to me licking his lips before giving me a kiss "you're the best thing I ate all night" he got on top of me kissing me passionately puling one of my legs to his shoulder, he entered me slowly setting a slow but delicious pace driving me crazy, i tried not too loud so the neighbors wouldn't hear us, not what Carlos wanted at the moment "no holding back amor" he kissed my chest going a little harder making my body even hotter "want to hear you screaming for me" my orgasm hit me and gave him exactly what he asked from me, his name spilling of my mouth in scream of pleasure. he never stopped moving inside me chasing his own release making everything even hotter "i'm coming inside you yeah?" this wasn't a question it was a warning and i knew just how to make him cum even faster "yes papi" the nickname has an effect on him, i feel strings of his cum coating my walls as he groans looking into my eyes. After a while he pulled out of me watching his cum drip out of my hole, he collected some on his fingers tapping them in my mouth making me suck the mix of our juices clean "thank you papi" he caressed my face going back to his sweet boyfriend attitude "te quiero much mi cariño" taking me in his lap up the stairs for a shower "i love you more"

[canirove]

I don’t like you, Mason Mount | Chapter 14

Author’s note: And we’ve made it to the end! ☹️ Hope you like this last chapter and how everything wraps up, and as always, thank you very much to everyone who has been reading and supporting this story. It means a lot! 💜

Previous chapter

Masterlist

"Hi there, Daniela."

"Hello, Benjamin."

"You can start calling me Chilly, you know?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because that's a stupid nickname."

"Ok" he laughs. "And to think that this is one of the things Mase likes the most about you…"

"That I am honest?"

"Brutally honest."

"He's a weirdo" I shrug.

"Yes, he is" Ben chuckles. "Anyway, how does it feel to be back at Cobham?"

"Odd."

I hadn't been here since the day I met Mason, and now, two years later, I was coming back as his... girlfriend? We hadn't discussed it yet.

"He is really excited about it."

"Yeah... Where is he, tho? He said he would meet me on the lobby after training, but he hasn't showed up yet and most of your teammates have already left."

"I'm the last one, so now it'll be just the two of you. Enjoy" he says, giving me an envelope.

"What is this?"

"Open it and you'll find out. Merry Christmas, Daniela" Ben says as he leaves the building.

"Merry Christmas" I reply, opening the envelope. Inside it, there is a handwritten note.

"Welcome to the Mason Mount Cobham tour! I know you probably are rolling your eyes right now, dreading the thought of having me as your tour guide. But it'll be worth it, I promise. First stop, where we first met."

"And how am I supposed to get there, uh? Last time I was following someone and I didn’t pay much attention" I say to myself. But as I'm about to put the note back on the envelope, I notice that there is something else on the other side. A map.

"Thought I wouldn't give you a little help? I am the best tour guide ;)"

"Idiot" I chuckle as I follow his directions.

When I make it to the room where we first met, it is empty except for one thing: a life size cardboard of Mason standing in the middle of it.

"What the fuck" I laugh as I get closer, another envelope pinned on his chest.

"Two years ago, I saw you walking into this room, and couldn't keep my eyes of you. And it wasn't because you were joined by the girl with the orangest hair ever (Yes, I probably just made up that word.) You are gonna make fun of me, but I couldn't stop looking at you because you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Even if you were looking at me like you wanted to cut my balls. What I didn't know that day, was that you looked even more beautiful when you smile. Especially when I manage to make you smile and it is an honest one. On those moments, the sun pales in comparison."

"The sun pales in comparison? Yikes" I say. Is it the cheesiest thing he has ever said to me? It is. But somehow, it has put a stupid smile on my face.

"And because that day we didn't get a photo together, I thought we could recreate it today. I even chose a photo of myself where you can see my dimple ;) There is a Polaroid camera behind the other me. Grab it and take a photo. And don't give me a fake smile, give the one you currently have."

"How does he know?" I chuckle, doing as he says and picking the camera, another envelope next to it that says "do not open until you've taken the photo. No cheating."

After making sure there is no one around, I do as he said and take a photo with his cardboard version, smiling like he wanted. And because I can't help myself, I take another one kissing his cheek. Do I feel stupid? Yes. Very. But I know he will love it.

"Pick your photo, don't leave it there. The camera too. Next stop, the changing room" the other note says, another map drawn behind it.

"Mason?" I call when I walk in. But there is no answer. The room is empty except for a big box on a table, and envelope next to it.

"Here is your outfit for the rest of the tour. You MUST wear it, I'm serious. And take a selfie wearing it. You can put your clothes on the box, next instructions on my locker."

"You got to be kidding me!" I laugh after opening the box and I find one of his ugly tracksuits inside it. The “Frozen” one as I call it. It has the same colours as Elsa's dress, and the glittery blades on it look like snowflakes. But this one is my size. He bought me a freaking ugly tracksuit so we can match. "Why are you so cringy, Mason?" I say to myself while I start getting changed, not being able to stop smiling.

"I truly hope you are wearing your tracksuit. The tour can't continue without it. Next stop, the gym. Don't forget your photos and the camera!"

"Wait a minute" I say, stopping at the changing room's door. The room where we first me, the changing room, now the gym... Is he taking me through all the places where we were together that first day?

As expected, he isn't at the gym either. The only thing that looks out of place, is one of those basketball games you see at arcades, another envelope pinned on it.

"It's time to show your skills! You have a minute to get as many shoots as I did. Once you do it, take a photo and facetime me."

"This is easy" I say, putting down everything I'm carrying and picking a ball.

"Three, two, one... Shoot!" the machine says. When the minute is over, I've managed to get five more shoots than Mason.

"Hello you" he says when I call him.

"Hello."

"Let me see that outfit."

"I look ridiculous" I reply, moving the phone so he can see me.

"You look gorgeous. And we are matching!" he says, moving his phone to let me see that he is also wearing his. "Anyway, how many shoots did you get?"

"More than you did" I smile, showing him the machine.

"Nah, you are too good. Do you want your surprise?"

"Another ugly tracksuit?"

"There are clothes involved... Check the box under the machine."

"There was a box there?" I say, bending down. "I didn't see it."

"That's why I put it there" he smiles. "I'll leave you alone to open it. Meet you in a bit, ok?"

"Ok" I say, hanging up.

"Clothes first, tablet later" the note inside the box says.

Again, I do as Masons says and check the clothes. It is another tracksuit, also blue, but ten times nicer.

"No way!" I say when I see the logo on it. It is one of the tracksuits from Ricciardo's merch, the one I've been in love with for ages. How did he know about it? I never told him, did I? "Monica..." I chuckle when I realize who did know about it. Did they plan this together?

After admiring the tracksuit and how soft and cosy it is, I turn on the tablet. There only is a video on it.

"Merry Christmas, Daniela! Or Dani. Am I allowed to call you that? We almost are name twins, I think I'm allowed to call you Dani."

"Holy fucking shit!" I yell. That's Daniel Ricciardo. And he is talking to me. Me! He knows who I am!

"So, Dani. Mason has told me that Formula 1 is your favourite sport and that I am your favourite driver. First of all, thank you very much, it is an honour. Second, I'm sorry" he laughs. "I believe he got you one of my tracksuits as a little present? I'm sure you look amazing on it. Everyone does, to be honest, that's how good they are. And speaking of good things... Mason is one of the good ones. Not a thing, a person. So girl, Dani, my dear twin. If I may give you a piece of advice... Don't let him go, that boy is a catch. And no, I'm not saying this because he is a fellow big nose or because he has asked me to say it. This is all me after knowing everything he has planned for you today. He is crazy about you, you know? So don't be silly, ok? That's all I had to say. No, wait. I almost forgot. You must take a photo of your face right now, I believe you have a camera with yourself. And also send me one wearing the tracksuit! Yes, that was all. Merry Christmas, Dani!"

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"Merry Christmas, Dani."

"I hate you."

"Then why are you smiling from ear to ear?" Mason asks.

"Because," I say, leaving all the stuff I've been carrying and leaving it on a table. "You also happen to be really cute."

"Am I?"

"Yep" I say, moving to where he is standing and putting my arms around his neck. "Very cheesy and cringy, but cute."

"Does that mean that you've liked your surprise?" he asks, hugging me back.

"I've loved it."

"It isn't over yet, tho. We still have dinner left" he says, nodding towards his right.

"Dinner will have to wait."

"Why?"

"Because now, all I want to do is kiss you. Is that ok or will it ruin your plans?"

"I'll survive" he says with a cheeky smile that shows his dimple.

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"What was your favourite part?"

"Ricciardo's message, obviously. How did you manage to get him to film it?" I ask Mason while we have dinner. The cantine was the last stop of his tour, just like on the day we met. And like that day, we are eating together, the super duper healthy food nowhere to be found.

"I told you I knew Lando. They were teammates, so I ask him for a favour and..." he shrugs.

"Thank you. Seriously. Best gift ever."

"Even more than the Frozen tracksuit?" he chuckles.

"Anything could be a better gift than this" I say, looking down at my clothes. Though I must admit they are very comfy.

"What did he say?"

"Who?"

"Ricciardo. What did he say on the video?"

"You don't know?"

"Nope. Landon told me not to watch it, so I made Chilly watch it just in case, and he didn't let me watch it either. Was he naked or something?"

"What? No" I laugh.

"Then what did he say?"

"That's between my name twin and I" I smile.

"Yeah... Anyway, are you ready for your last surprise?"

"There is more?"

"The most important bit" he says, getting up from his chair and offering me a hand. "Come."

"Is it gonna be super cheesy?"

"The cheesiest."

"I will hate it, won't I?"

"Hopefully not" he says, stopping in front of the Christmas tree that they have at the cantine. "That present is for you."

"Another shirt like two years ago?"

"Maybe."

"A photo album?" I say after unwrapping it.

"Yes. One where you can put the photos you took today, and hopefully all the photos we will take together or of each other from now on. Dani, I..." he says, biting his lower lip and making me want to do the same.

"You...? C'mon Mount, spill it."

"I... God. I had rehearsed this part many times, and now I can't find the words" he chuckles. "Let's make it simple. Dani, do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? You don't have any doubts?"

"I don't, no. I'm done with that. With having doubts and being too afraid to accept my feelings for you."

"You have feelings for me?" he asks with a teasing smile. "I thought I was a weirdo with horrible style, too cheesy, definitely not as charming or handsome as I think myself to be, an idiot, overrated as a football player... Am I missing anything?"

"Just a few things. Like the fact that you can be super cute like today has proven, that you care a lot about people and especially those you love, that you are always lovely with the fans, have a dimple, are an amazing lover..."

"An amazing lover, uh?" he says, hugging me by the waist.

"It is what it is" I shrug.

"Is it official, then? Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"I do, Mason. I want to be your girlfriend."

"Even if you hate me?"

"Even if I hate you" I laugh.

"Merry Christmas, Dani."

"Merry Christmas, Mason" I say before he kisses me, hugging the photo album against my chest and already thinking about all the memories we will be putting there.

Because turns out that the stupid football player I met two years ago, wasn't that bad after all. In fact, he was the best of them all.

I like you, Mason Mount.

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secret notes part 2: torete

Series Masterlist See my full list of works here!

Summary: The morning after Stark's NYE party, and your first upload, you're in better spirits and the team assumes it's because you hooked up with someone after the party.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: none, really…this is just fluff [let me know if i missed smth tho and i'll update immediately]

Things to be aware of: idiots in love; angst; translations will be in the Author's Notes

"Do you mean to tell me, Brother, that you kissed Lady Y/N at the stroke of midnight last night, and still nothing came of it?" Thor questioned his brother.

"Well, Thor, you entered my chambers barreling in to greet the new year. Do you see Y/N anywhere?" He shook his head. "No. No you do not. You see no one here but myself."

"Despite the offers of those beguiling women who call themselves Angels?" Thor's tone dripped with disbelief. "I saw them surrounding you last night, Brother. They seemed very willing to have kept you company if that was all you desired."

"I desire Y/N. I care not for the willingness of others," Loki answered simply. "To answer the questions boiling in your head, Brother, yes. This does mean that I would rather spend my nights alone than have any other share my bed." 

"I do not understand you, Loki. Your words…they imply a loyalty to Lady Y/N that is reserved for—"

"She has my heart, Brother." Thor's eyes widened at his words. "I cannot, will not, see myself desiring another. Not since my eyes met hers. The next lover I take will be my last, and it can only be her. Every other, no matter how striking they may be, can only pale in comparison to her."

"Brother, you must tell her. Your affections might not be unreturned."

"I will not risk her friendship if they are. I would rather play a painfully platonic role in her life than none at all," he answered Thor dismissively. "She is far too valuable for me to lose. I would rather love her in secrecy and be able to protect her where and when I can, than confess my affections and face her not only rejecting my heart, but rejecting my entire presence in her life."

"Perhaps I will never truly understand you, Brother. I only wish for your happiness but you seem to be content stewing in your self-inflicted pain." 

The sound of your pouting cry broke through their conversation, sending the God of Mischief striding out of his room and into the common area. 

"If you insist on loving her in secrecy, you're terrible at the secrecy, Brother," Thor commented, casually walking down the stairs to where you currently were. Oaf. "Lady Y/N, what ails you this fine morning? And is there anything I may do to help?"

"I can't find my mug. Obnoxiously pink with the words kindly fuck off on the side?" 

"Ah, yes. I do recall seeing your drink holder when our Captain instructed me to unload our dishwasher."

"Thor." Your tone was laced with a threatening aura. "Please tell me you didn't put it on the top shelf."

"I may have," he answered you with a hint of caution in his voice. The scene unfolding before him made Loki chuckle to himself. The formidable God of Thunder being threatened by a significantly smaller Midgardian, the very same one that he wanted nothing more than to lift into his arms and claim as his own. 

You groaned again. "I am this close to climbing up on the stovetop and getting it myself, dammit, Thor." 

"You'll injure yourself, darling," the raven-haired god warned as he walked toward you. "If you require assistance, you simply need ask." 

"Okay I am too hungover to even begin to fathom what's happening. You two? Eye fucking? After I could swear on my drunken ass I saw you kiss at midnight?" Your eyes widened at Stark's words. "Is that why you're in such a good mood, Y/N? Even though you're pissed at Point Break right now, I can see it. You're…less depressing. I can actually look at you without wanting to wrap you in a blanket and give you a mug of hot chocolate—"

"Happy fucking New Year to you, too, Tony," you shot back. "The first slice of toast is yours if it means you shut your hole." The billionaire gave you a sloppy salute. "And whatever the question you were trying to ask was? About me and Loki? No, Tony."

"But you definitely got some," Romanoff chimed in from the stairs. "I know you too well, babes. You have a glow about you."

"Ahh that's our girl," Stark said in an all too chipper tone, holding out a fist your way. You threw him a look and shook your head at him. "Whatever. At least you got laid. I mean, you did get laid, right? You wouldn't get that glow if you got none."

Stark's line of questioning didn't sit right with Loki. Was that what he heard when your door opened and closed twice throughout the night? You had a tryst with someone? The way you answered with a shrug and a coy smile made his heart plummet once more. Was the lack of confirmation and denial an indicator of the affirmative? 

"Let's just say I finally found an outlet," you addressed the two prying team members. "Whether it be something or someone…is my business. And mine alone." Then you turned back to face Loki with wide eyes that almost reminded him of a puppy. "I require assistance. Please." 

When you looked up at him like that it was all he could do to not give in, but a part of him wanted to alleviate the sour mood that your conversation with Romanoff and Stark had put him in, so he decided to have a bit of fun with you. He could have so easily reached the top shelf and handed you your mug; instead he held out his arms toward you. "Come on, then."

You eyed him with incredulity. "So you don't want me to climb the stovetop—"

"This is safer, darling, I promise you."

"Go ahead, babes, climb him," Romanoff quipped from her position at the kitchen island. "Safer than the stovetop."

You glared at the god. "You know that I will, don't you?"

Oh I'm counting on it, he thought to himself, smiling as he watched you shrug and step toward him, bracing your hands on his shoulders as he lifted you up. He shifted you in his arms, the sudden motion causing you to wrap your legs around him, giving the dark-haired Asgardian a delicious glimpse of what your life could be like had you been his. 

You reached out and took your mug. "Thanks, Mischief. You can put me down now."

Instead of heeding your words, he held you up by a single arm as he used his free hand to take the mug from you and gently set it down on the counter. "You're very welcome, darling. But no. No I don't think I will." 

"Wait. What do you mean no?" 

He shifted you in his arm once more, causing you to wrap your arms around him a bit tighter and making him chuckle. "I quite like you this way, my dear Y/N." 

"Loki, I'm serious, put me down." The laughter threatening to bubble out of you betrayed your words; you were not, in fact, serious. Not yet anyway. "You can't just lug me around in your arm all day like a weird captive koala." 

"Why ever not?" He placed his free hand on your back, keeping you stable. "Seems like an interesting endeavor. It would also mean you're mine for the day." 

You huffed in a show of annoyance. "Alam mo pag minsan nakaka-torete ka talaga." 

He chuckled at your words. "You are aware, little mortal, that I am more than capable of understanding what you just said to me--"

"Yeah yeah I know, thanks to your Allspeak," you cut him off, rolling your eyes. "Sometimes it's still better to tell you how fucking annoying you are in my mother tongue." 

"Has anyone ever told you how ravishing you look when you're cross?"

"Mischief, I swear to the God that we don't believe in I will happily break my hand punching your face if you don't put me down right now and I will have no regrets over it." That stilled the god in his tracks and made him release you from his hold. Once your feet were back on solid ground, you gave him a big smile. "Thank you!" 

As you walked away from him, Loki couldn't help but look at you with fondness. You would surely be the death of him, being the little minx that you were. He had to stop himself from blurting out the words at the tip of his tongue after your little exchange. I love you. 

And then the words from earlier began to sunk in. The possibility that you'd taken a lover last night, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. Was he still in your chambers? Did you view your previous exchange as nothing but a bit of fun? Was engaging in such banter such a natural thing for you that you thought nothing of it? 

The moment your feet landed on the ground, you turned around and busied yourself with breakfast for the team, deciding on a crustless quiche so you could at least keep your hands busy for a good while and turn your mind off, because it was going all over the place with what just happened. 

As you moved around the kitchen, Loki's words kept on replaying in your head. I quite like you this way. You're mine. Did he really know and he was just trying to see how little effort from him it would take to get you flustered? Was this all a game to him? Was--

"Y/N, if you keep cutting like that we're gonna need Banner to reattach your fingertips," Nat commented from the kitchen island. You looked down and your eyes widened at how dangerously close the knife was to your skin. "You might need another hit of that outlet, whatever it may be. You're still a bit spaced out." 

"And you're still a bit hung over," you bit back. 

"Speaking of hungover," Wanda called out as she descended the stairs. "Why aren't you, Y/N? You drank nearly as much as me and Natasha." 

"I made a plate of pasta last night when the party wrapped up," you answered. "I know  better than to go to sleep drunk. Should've dragged your asses out here with me, I guess." 

"Ohh. That's what I heard when your door opened!" Nat commented, realization dawning on her face. "But yes, next time we're drunk, remember us when you're carbo loading?" You nodded. "You're the best, babes." 

Had you been paying attention to what was happening around your conversation, you would've heard Loki murmur 'Thank the Norns' once he realized that the sound of your door in the early hours of the morning did not come from a lover sneaking out of your chambers. 

"Hi, everybody. Happy New Year!" Peter chirped from the stairs. The team murmured their greetings. "Miss Y/N, was I seeing things at midnight or did you and Mister Loki kiss?" You nodded your answer. "So you two? Finally?" Finally? You had to ask yourself if you saw the spiderling drink anything from the bar last night, narrowing your eyes at him as you shook your head. "Oh." 

"Hold on, that kiss lasted for a literal second, Parker. What did you do at the stroke of midnight that you saw that?"

The kid looked down at the ground as he mumbled, "I jumped." 

You had to put the knife down on the counter before you doubled over in laughter. Yeah. That sounded about right. 

A/N: Heaven help these fools they're so in love--

Translations: Alam mo pag minsan nakaka-torete ka talaga – You know sometimes you really drive me crazy Song Lyrics Translation here

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[qwesty-030]

hello ASP fandom

I’ve been lingering on the ASP tag for a while bc I wanted to find ppl that like the book as much as i do. I’ve seen all the beautiful fanart and whatnot. and I wanna thank yall bc I’ve been inspired to make my own post ✨! I too shall contribute to the ASP fandom too bc tumblr is the only place i can find an active asp fandom🧍

thank you and have a nice day

—

so uhm these are my designs for Finny and Gene. I drew these back when I started reading A Separate Peace in my high-school sophomore year. They’re pretty old drawings. At the time, I only drew these just to have some faces to put a name on (to help me visualize easier idk)

Well fast forward, my class finished reading ASP and I have been an ASP addict ever since.

okay im going to word vomit now

okay erm thought process of these designs:

Finny-

i tried to make him as book accurate at possible but ngl i actually i thought he was a red head before i looked up what he actually looked like. I genuinely wouldve believed he was a red head if i didnt looked it up (yes im referring to the ppl propagating redhead finny)

i gave him very sharp features and a somewhat messy hairstyle to symbolize his wild nature but also neat enough to get him by in school.

His shirt usually untucked or hastily put on. Most times he has his coat off or unbuttoned

he has some freckles and moles too YAY

Gene-

made him the most basic looking guy with the most basic features: black hair and brown eyes (okay ik his hair looks blue and u can barely see his brown eyed but i was limiting myself on colors GSSSYSHDHHSHA )

ofc i HAD to make him the complete opposite of Finny. His features are more squarish and rounder. because he always does random 90° angles out of nowhere

his hair is more neat and put together compared to Finny’s. It’s very structured to be square shaped. i like to think he uses a little bit of gel but it’s not a tight slickback. he lets his hair go loose bc he wants to follow Finny’s footsteps and be wild and free too 🤩🤩 yet he can’t help but follow the standard of having a neat slick hair and ofc follow school dresscode 🤷‍♀️

his fit is also more put together. he always makes sure his tie is neat and his coat is buttoned up most times

i gave him a mole :)

this was a fun one to make cuz he literally never describes himself in the book💀💀 i find that really interesting tho. perhaps it was on purpose so readers can relate to Gene more by emotion and not feel distanced by physical features

(yea i obviously put in a lot more thought into Gene’s design than Finny’s)

(i still love them both tho)

FUN FACTS YES THERE’S MORE:

honestly thought Finny was a latino and/or hispanic cuz of his tan skin. (im well aware white ppl can look tan and not be a hispanic but also hispanics and latinx could also look pale white i was lowkey a little ignorant back then 💀.) idk maybe he could have some hispanic blood 🤷‍♀️

do not mind the messiness and low quality, i did this in the dead of night on a note-taking app called Notability

that last note may sound absolutely unrelated BUT WAIT! I actually have a whole stock of ASP Notability doodles! More to come!! maybe…

if i feel like it…….

we’ll see

their hairstyles and clothing are based on actual 1940s styles :D it’s my favorite thing about their design especially their hair. it was fun researching and incorporating historical trends

the chair Gene is sitting on is supposed to be the Early American chair from Finny’s house! I did not put any effort into the chair whatsoever 😀

although i gave Finny short hair, I’ve come to see how good long hair Finny is

Yup that’s all for now. Thank you all who stopped by. It’s so nice meeting u guys!!

[feathers-feathers]

Has anyone else made this connection?

Long post alert. Most of it under the cut tho.

So, I was exploring some NPC pages in the wiki - and when I had a gander at Bardoon's page, I was surprised to see it refer to him as a caterpillar - the credit for the assertion going to the Wanderer's journal. Unfortunately I do not have that myself, so I couldn't see where. Either way, it struck me as obvious after seeing that. Just looking at his whole body plan… yeah, of course he's a caterpillar.

Knowing that some of the bugs in this game were based off of real life insects, I decided to make a cursory inspection of known real life caterpillars that fit the bill. Which would be, uh… stark white, I guess.

Wouldn't you know it, the very first one I see was the caterpillar stage for the Bombyx Mori - AKA the Silk Moth. AKA the Moth that a lot of people have connected to the Radiance due to being a very fluffy and very pale moth.

A comparison, for your viewing pleasure - CW I suppose for two images of real life insects - under the cut.

Right: Silk Moth / Radiance, Left: Silk Moth Caterpillar / Bardoon

It's not an exact fit for either obviously - but even then, known examples of bugs based off their real life counterpart don't often fully conform exactly either. Bardoon of course is very familiar with all this godly business. He can quite easily resist the infection, and quite easily resist even the awakened dream nail. He is possibly ancient - and knows things that are pretty much only known by other gods. Of course, this is more head-canon than theory. But it is such an interesting idea, is it not?

Let's take this idea and run with it: The Radiance and Bardoon are the same species.

This would add another interesting layer to the Radiance herself… she really wouldn't be all that different to the Pale King in this case. In fact, they would have almost identical backstories of arriving to Hallownest as worm-like creatures, transforming into their current form, possibly eradicating the previous rulers (the ancient caste and their void shenanigans in the Radiance's case), while starting up their own nation as replacement.

And if the Radiance isn't simply a one off thing, and is actually a member of a species of moths gods - then, of course, there would be others likely outside the kingdom. Unless, like the Wyrms, they too are going the way of the dodo.

And then, of course, there's Bardoon himself. If he eventually pupates into another Moth god… that would… probably be the best case scenario for a good future outcome, wouldn't it? I honestly can't see Bardoon causing any problems. Dude's just so chill.

I've always seen this world as being very high entropy - needing the supernatural power of gods to impose enough order for life to truly thrive. With most endings in the game, Unn is the only god left and she's not likely to last much longer. There's also the White Lady, but I really don't get the feeling that she's up for the task. So unless the life-sapping Void could somehow… not do what it's very nature does, post-Embrace The Void… I never really thought there was much hope for Hallownest to return to prominence. But with this whole concept, then there definitely is a chance.

Another cool idea: Take the normal ending. Post-Hollow Knight. The protagonist is containing the Radiance. Let's say the protagonist isn't a pure vessel, and the Radiance escapes again eventually. She begins spreading the infection once again. Except by now Bardoon has fully matured, and has very similar power. Bardoon has already spread his own much more benign form of the infection without all that mind control shenanigans. So the Radiance simply cannot find purchase in anyone's minds, as Bardoon's benign infection… basically acts as a vaccine, inoculating the minds of Hallownest's bugs.

I really did not expect to be thinking about Bardoon of all people like this, considering how out of the way he is. But here we are. I think this is a very interesting idea. Lots of room for speculation here of course! I want to see some more takes on this, if some of y'all are willing?

[shytastemakerthing]

helloo!! can I get twisted wonderland match up? romance please

I've never done this so I'm just gonna be specific as possible and hope I did it right <3 also please no first years because of the age

I'm 5'7, 17 y/o almost 18, girl, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, pale, skinny, virgo (born in late august)

I love video games, especially games with combat. I also like reading books, especially fantasy books or horror, I like excercise and a very specific thing about me is that I love horses and ride them. I've been riding them ever since I was little. I love animals in general. I have 2 cats, a dog and a horse.

I am a very shy person (I need someone else to ask a thing for me at a restaurant otherwise I won't do it type of shy) but can defend myself in certain moments. I don't like loud/rude people or people who try to make a problem out of small things. but I love people who help me better myself or pick me up when needed even if it comes off as 'rude'

I don't like heavy pda only hand holding and a small kiss. however I love cuddling in private and kinda clingy but not annoyingly clingy.

I deadass love doing homework and orginazing things and cleaning. I like make up even tho I'm not good at it most of the time. cooking/baking is actually my favorite thing to do at home.

I love love love fashion but like more simple and elegant or cute.

I had to ask my gf for half of these things 😅 so I hope I did it right. thank you again!!! 💕🙏

A/N: Hello and thank you for your request! Happy Birthday if it has already passed and I hope that it was a wonderful day! Consider the match-up a little birthday gift (maybe late if it's past your birthday), and I do hope that you like it! Enjoy!

Tw: None

I match you with..........

Azul Ashengrotto

Much like yourself, he isn't the biggest when it comes to PDA, he does have an image to maintain after all while out with his peers. Not to mention, he has made a number of enemies with those contracts of his and the last thing that he would want is for something to happen to you. Though, if you both happen to share a class and are seated with one another, maybe the both of you will hold pinkies but that is about it.

Behind closed doors in the safety of either of your rooms? Congrats, you now have a clingy and cuddly octopus latched to your hip. Perhaps one of the very few things he likes about his merform is all the extra arms that he can use to hug you. Though, sometimes they have a mind of their own and will not unlatch from you when he needs them too........ (yes you still have those sucker mark imprints)

Azul absolutely loves the fact that you love organizing things. Look at him. He is one organized man. Between being a mafia boss business man, owner of a lounge, running Octavinelle dorm, and a number of other things, this man needs to stay organized. He would absolutely love it if you helped him out with that.

When it comes to homework, please come over to the VIP lounge and he will work with you. If there is anything that you are struggling with, he will gladly help you, and for free! Maybe he'll even throw in a drink or some snacks. Anything for you (and yes, the tweels tease him relentlessly about this)

Speaking of the tweels, the moment you are official with Azul, you get scary..... eel rights. No one ever messes with you, lest one of the twins show up right at that very moment.

I feel like Azul knows at least knows a little bit about video games, and that is because of his club meetings with Idia. The Ignihyde housewarden has a habit of rambling on about his latest game obsession. Perhaps you would like to join them for club meetings some time?

Azul's mama owns a restaurant, he has been around amazing cooking from a young age. Tell me he can't cook. He will absolutely cook you something, anything that you want. Your smile makes it all worth it, especially if you love the meal he has prepared for you. Even better if it's something that the both of you get to work on together.

Overall, our beloved octopus is absolutely smitten with you, and can be just as cuddly and clingy. He loves that you love him for him, he loves who you even help keep himself organized when things are just too crazy. And he will always love you for who you are.

[tohisprettyc00l]

Hello! I’m Kei and I’m here for two romantic matchups!

I have messy brown hair in a pixie cut, pale skin, eyebags, blue and hazel heterochromia (not sure if I spelt that right lol), a thin body, boney fingers, some acne on my cheeks and blackheads on my nose, a big-ish nose that I tend to be insecure about, quite a few moles that I also am insecure about, thin pink lips with a Cupids bow, and round circle glasses.

I tend to be very sarcastic and snarky, but I’m also very nice to people that I like, I usually have a soft spot for people I have a crush on but I’ll usually avoid them bcs I’m too scared to interact with them and I don’t want to embarrass myself lmao. I get embarrassed easily, especially if someone’s flirting with me or doing something cringey near me. Whenever I’m around people I don’t like I usually just give them a nasty side eye or a glare. I don’t really have friends, but that’s because I’m homeschooled and I live out in the country so any town I’m around is usually 45 minutes away. I’m very selfless and I always put other people’s well-being before my own and I’m not good at saying no. I usually follow the rules and never get into any trouble because I prefer to stay under the raidar. I’m alone most of the time when I’m not learning, and I’m pretty isolated as well. I’m very empathetic towards plants and animals as well as the environment, so I like to pick up any trash or anything that could possibly harm the environment. As I’ve said before: I’m very sarcastic, but I’m also quite oblivious so I can’t detect sarcasm that easily. I’m pretty bad at social cues, and I’m oblivious when it comes to people who have a crush on me or try to flirt with me, but like I said, I get very flustered when I realize someone’s flirting. I’m very shy and nervous around new people, and I usually stay close to the person I know the most when I meet them.

I LOVE history, but mostly the creepy and darker side of history. I’m super into paranormal investigating and I’d love to investigate with friends and such. I like exploring abandoned buildings but I always prefer to have someone with me. I like doing creepy challenges with friends, I also like exploring the wilderness and nature. I LOVE swimming and I have a deep connection with the ocean and water. I can be pretty weird when I’m not being sarcastic.

Gender: Gender-fluid but I prefer he/him and they/them pronouns

Sexuality: Bisexual

Likes: Conspiracy theories, cryptids, mysteries, exploring, Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, scary stories, legends, creepy history, paranormal stuff, Star Wars, marvel, anime, video games, music, dr.pepper, candy (specifically chocolate and cotton candy), witchcraft, Ninjago, Tmnt, nature, cats, foxes, rabbits, the morning dew, science, and other nerdy stuff.

I have social anxiety, autism, depression, and some PTSD

I have a pretty traumatic childhood, but I don’t remember much of it because my brain made me forget, so kudos to my brain ig

I’d be in the oracle, bard, and abomination track at hexide.

My palisman would be a cardinal (took a quiz)

And if you don’t mind, could you focus on what the characters would think of me? Please and thank you! ^^

I match you with: Edric Blight!

-He is also pretty damn sarcastic and snarky at times. He loves it when people he likes (romantically or platonicly) are also like that. He likes being able to bounce off each other.

-He is also super nervous around his crush so when y'all talk to each other before dating it's a mess (affectionate)

-You follow the rules and don't get into trouble? Lame. Nah, just joking despite his delinquent personality he actually gets along pretty well with people who follow the rules. Just look at Amity.

-He likes animals a lot! He needs his partner to be caring towards animals tbh.

-He's horrible at taking care of plants tho- He would probably ask how to take care of plants, he wants to learn.

-All the blight kids love creepy stuff. So obviously that includes him.

-He would love to hear about creepy stuff and stories. If you tell him you explore abandoned buildings. First of all your cool as fuck for doing that, second of all please take him with that sounds so interesting.

-If he's interested in any shows or games you're into he can talk to you about it for hours.

-Also I don't know why but I feel like he would sweet food and drinks. So with your taste, he is so ready to get snacks for both of you.

-Y'all have a pretty similar personality. Hunter is more sarcastic and snarky with specific people (*Cough* Amity *Cough*) tho.

-He also has a soft spot for people he has a crush on. But despite that, he doesn't really think you have a crush on him unless you tell him explicitly.

-Yeah he gets putting others' well-being above your own. But (despite him doing the exact same thing) he is like 'No stop it, please value yourself more.'

-He used to (I still kinda does) follow the rules but he does it to get noticed lmao.

-He thinks animals and plants are neat. So (even if it's just how to take care of them) he'd be very interested to learn more.

-As mentioned before he's also pretty oblivious. It's pretty painful for the rest of the hexsquad, and really everyone, to watch.

-He is really interested in the human realm. He experienced the creepier part of the demon realm (or the closest thing to creepiness there.) So he would exchange creepy facts with you from your respective realms.

-He would probably watch/read all the stuff you like. He trusts your judgment on whether a piece of media is good or not.

I hope you like this! Also, I'm sorry this took so long! And I'm so sorry I didn't really focus on what they thought idk I tried.