#Phew! This was a lot of work! I hope you guys like it~

[somewhat-insane]

Okay, so, I know a lot of people were discouraged after the LMK S5 trailer. The art is different, yes, but remember there are still people working behind the screen; passionate about this story they're trying to tell. To rebuild faith and re-spark hope, I'm going through the trailer frame by frame and sharing anything cool I find. (There is some (what I hope is) constructive criticism in here, but I would like to reiterate something other fans have said. DO. NOT. HARRASS. ANYONE. WORKING. ON. THE. SHOW. They're doing their best with what they have available to them. We're lucky Wildbrain decided to pick the show back up because if they hadn't, we may not have gotten the rest of the story.)

They've been brought in front of the council to discuss their car's extended warranty. ALSO WHERE IS MK'S JACKET AND BANDANA? THEY WHOLE ASS PROBABLY SNATCHED THIS POOR BOY OUT OF HIS BED WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING

Don't worry, babygirl, I still think you're pretty ^3^

Okay, they gave him his clothes back, phew.

Hehe, tiny monkies.

At least our child is still adorable.

Synchronized heart attack.

He is so traumatized, lol. Someone brought up how this design for the circlet wasn't the previously established design in the show, but it COULD be based on the design used on the cover of the Journey to the West novel (as seen below)

It's not exactly the same but the shape is similar.

Anyway.

WUKONG ANGST WUKONG ANGST WUKONG ANGST

I'm realizing while doing this that Wildbrain doesn't use as many smear frames as Flying Bark did. As funny as it is to pause and see something like this in season 1-4:

It makes the animation look a LOT smoother and more energetic. Flying Bark also seems to use more frame-by-frame while Wildbrain probably uses more tweening. I suppose it makes sense though because Wildbrain is more used to 3D animation and the 2D animation they have done in the past is more paper-doll-like and doesn't need as much bounce and action.

Back to the trailer, no need to dwell.........

MO. HANG IN THERE.

MONKEY ANGST MONKEY ANGST MONKEY ANGST aposhdgpafoshdfosfapsdofpa

Oooh, wait, this frame actually kinda goes hard. I'm kinda hyped... I should draw this.

NO BRO DON'T MAKE ME CRY JUST BECAUSE OF A TRAILER

You know what this makes me think of...? Did any of you guys ever play that game called "Journey"?

It's a beautiful game with beautiful music. Y'all should play it if you haven't. Oh, and sometimes if you're playing at the same time as someone else in the world, your games will merge and you get a little play buddy :3

Genuinely love how distressed he is here.

SHADOWPEACH ANGST SHADOWPEACH ANGST

Looks like we're still gonna get cool backgrounds and background character designs!!!!

This looks like it may be some kind of storybook or memory sequence like when Chang'e was talking about how she found the ring in S3 or when LBD was talking about Macaque's death... what memory do you think we're going to be exploring this time?

This goes pretty hard. I would paint this on a wall or something.

Mk is flabbergasted.

Yay!! Mk has the support he needs. ALSO MORE SANDY

They're mortified. Probably because they just watched a giant dragon and white tiger fucking evaporate.

Hehe bord

I can't wait to see fanart of him. I'm so excited!

SHADOWPEACH SHADOWPEACH SHADOWPEACH

He's thinking about kissing him, honest.

I think he's purty

MORE PIGSY-

I've run out of room for pictures, but I hope this helped get y'all all hyped again for the new season! Have hope, stay strong!

[chirpos-pencil]

!!!WARNING: BLOOD!!!

To The Rescue!

Makoto's and Komaru's parents fight against Ultimate Despair with the help of the Resistance in order to rescue their children.

[deerspherestudios]

Hi! I played your game and really, really like it, I am a huge fan of slow burn - combined with Yandere too? That's kinda rare nowadays, haha. Thanks for making it and creating Mychael, I love his design. Two questions: How many days are planned to be playable in the full release?

And

Since in just one day Mychael feels very friendly towards us (according to a post you made with where his feelings are based on a meter) does that mean he's very clingy??? Like, in just one day he feels like our friend. What little effort and words will it take for him to go from crush, to love, to whatever yandere thing he might be??? Like, is he okay??? Should I be worried???

This guy? Clingy? Nahhh. Nothing to worry about, anon :-) 🍄❤️

As for the game, long (!!!) answer below cut: might be spoiler-y might be not.

For context, here's the post mentioned above.

I'm still not sure how many days it will be, but it's definitely ranging between 4-5 days. Granted it'll be a while before the game is finished finished but I think progress will pick up as I complete assets that will be reused. I'm writing Days 2, 3 and 4 simultaneously (anyone who writes can probably relate to wanting a specific thing to happen in the story but dread writing up to it, so I skip around in order to keep my motivation and interest up)

As for relationship progression, slow burn usually means a long time passes before anything develops. But this is a VN and I'm a solo part-time dev so the scope still has to be small 😔 That said!

Mychael, as a person, is quite solitary in nature; he likes being alone and you'll find out why. He does however desire company and he's only realized just how pleasant having someone around can be (hence his reaction for the Bad Endings in Day 1 if you wish to leave/run away)

Although I'm not a fan of the 'you do one (1) nice thing any decent person would do and yandere is already head-over-heels for you' trope, I do have to make use of it but, drip-feed style? You grow closer to Mychael as you hang out with him and do little things that he appreciates. (Honestly I just realized I'm describing the typical visual novel experience just without the yandere beginning-- go! figure!!! /lh)

Example: the first thing that boosts you to immediate friend status is your willingness to accept his physical looks, something that's never happened to him before. (I know my artstyle makes him a yassified pretty boy but imagine genuinely meeting a sentient creature in real life with patchy green skin, a dextrous tail and four blinking pitch black eyes, I think I'd freak too haha) Little things like that mean a lot to him and motivates him to prolong your stay.

In a way, the MC is written to be more kinder and open-minded (at least outside of Bad Ends) than the sweet/sour personalities that come in a VN, so (for narrative AND coding purposes) I can't really diversify it much. I hope that's okay ¯\_(; v ; )_/¯ If Mychael met a more grouchy/mean MC on Day 1 he'd probably not be as attached. He'd just save you, feed you and send you home when you ask hahaha. Of course this will change as he gets to know you better, at that stage he'll be willing to overlook your flaws like any upstanding yandere

Phew this was a lot to dump in an ask but I did wanna explain my vision for the game! I enjoy yandere VNs as an escape fantasy, but it's common they start out with the yan already being invested in you or fall for you too fast!!! if that makes sense. I'm interested in yanderes in the aspect of how love (romantic or otherwise) starts from innocent affection and spirals into dark obsession!!! It's also compelling as to why a character is so devoted to someone, in this situation the MC, and I wanna write the kind of person Mychael would fall for. And personally 'love-at-first-sight' as a reason just doesn't do it for me 💔

(Disclaimer!!! I'm not saying my game is any more original or better than the other wonderful yan VNs in the works, but hopefully with Mychael as a character I can deliver that 'slow-burn-and-yearn' storyline I'd like it to be. As my itchio profile says: I make games I thirst for in secret but are sadly lacking around the internet 💔 )

Thank you for the ask!! :-D

[kelcemenow]

Call Her Daddy.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 829

Warnings Sexual references, fluff and strong language...obviously.

I hope I've done this one right! I've never heard of the podcast, nor have I listened to it but I did a some research and just went for it! "Hello first of all I’m a huge fan of your work, I have an idea in mind hope you like it. Y/n and travis have been dating for a bit just there close friends know about the relationship and Alex copper a close friend of the reader invites them on her podcast call her daddy where they talk about there relationship/sex life"

"Okay, next question. What is your favourite sexual position?"

You hummed in thought, "I love being on top." You smiled at Alex who nodded in agreement, "There's something about being on top that gives me a sense of power, isn't there? It's a bit dominating."

"Would you say that you like being in the more dominant role in the bedroom?" Alex questioned.

"Sometimes." You giggled, "But on the flipside, I really like being thrown around, you know? Like...lifted up, thrown onto the bed, pushed up against the wall, carried around...that's what I want."

Alex fanned her face with her hand, "Phew, you're speaking the truth here Y/N. So, I promised an exclusive scoop earlier to everybody and I think it's about time that we get to that. Y/N is not my only guest on this episode, we have someone joining us, don't we?"

You laughed, "Yeah, I've been seeing some rumours flying around regarding my dating life and I gotta be honest, a lot of people are getting it all wrong!"

"Gotta love those rumours!"

"So, when Alex asked me to come on Call Her Daddy, I thought it was the perfect time to set the record straight. Plus, I'm going on tour soon and he'll be at quite a few shows so everyone will figure it out eventually anyway."

"So, our guest is someone that you're dating?"

You smiled and adjusted your headphones, "Yeah, we've been dating for a while now and so far, it's only family and close friends that have known about it but we agreed that it's probably time to let everyone else know."

Alex leaned into her microphone, "Just for full transparency, I knew!"

"Yeah you were one of the first people that I told, I couldn't keep that secret from you!"

"Id' have gotten it out of you eventually, I'm good at that!" Alex cleared her throat, "Right, let's not keep everyone waiting for much longer. Daddy Gang, our extra special guest on today's episode is none other than...Travis Kelce!"

You both gave Travis a round of applause as he placed headphones over his ears and smiled into the microphone, "Alright now!"

You grinned and placed your hand on his leg, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Alex took a sip from her water, "Okay, now Travis, you're not new to the podcast scene, we all know that."

Travis snickered, "Nah, I feel at home like this! But I gotta say, New Heights is completely different. You know, me and Jason don't talk about what I think we're going to be talking about here!"

"Yeah, that would be weird!" You laughed.

"Right, let's get straight to it. What's the sexiest thing about Y/N?"

"Oh wow, no messing around here, baby!" He rubbed his beard, "The sexiest thing about my girl?"

"You can only pick one!" Alex lifted an eyebrow.

"That's not easy. Honestly, I think she's the sexiest woman in the world. She could be folding laundry and I'm still mesmerised by her! But the sexist thing about her is definitely how ambitious she is. She has worked her fucking ass off to get what she has got and what makes it even better, is that she did it all herself. I love watching her perform, because I can see what it means to her and how much she has sacrificed to be able to do it. It's amazing, man."

Your lips curled into a huge smile, a wave of happiness washing over you.

"Aww guys, you're going to make me cry! And that's not the vibe I was going for! We want the juicy details!"

Travis mumbled, "Oh...umm...her ass?"

You and Alex both laughed loudly.

"Is that's what you wanted?" Travis looked to Alex who was clutching at her stomach.

"I liked your first answer, baby." You placed your arm gently around his shoulders and traced circles on the back of his neck with your finger.

"I'm sure a lot of people will want to know how you two manage to date with your busy schedules."

You clasped your hands together, "It's difficult, it really is. But we make sure that we keep some time aside for each other. Even if it is just sitting down to have breakfast together or an hour long phone call."

"Technology helps. We like Facetime, we use that one a lot." Travis agreed.

Alex grinned a mischievous smile, "Do the Facetime calls ever get a bit heated...a bit explicit?"

You glanced at Travis with a knowing look, "If I said no-"

"She's be lying." He said loudly.

Your mouth flew open in shock and Alex clapped her hands together, "I knew it!"

"Oh, come on" We're all adults here, we know how those calls can end up sometimes. If Travis calls me shirtless, chances are I'm gonna get a bit...distracted. I Facetimed him from the shower last week." Your cheeks were beginning to deepen in colour, "My God, how do you get this information out of people?!"

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[bones4thecats]

2023 Thanksgiving Special; Slashers

A/N: Finally done with the 2023 Thanksgiving Specials!! Phew, my hands were starting to cramp writing these! I hope you all enjoy the four-parter that is this Thanksgiving! Have a great Thanksgiving!!

Spending Thanksgiving With Them

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🕯️ Vincent was always nervous when it came to the holidays

🕯️ The Sinclair brothers never really spent a true holiday together ever since returning to Ambrose years ago

🕯️ They’ve tried, but their work has always got in the way

🕯️ Vincent was the one who had cooked most of it, but Bo and Lester would hunt it all, rarely did they ever have to buy a lot of stuff, since they prepared ahead of time

🕯️ With your help, he made dinner a lot faster, and with you distracting him from the darker side of everything, Vincent valued you being there more and more

🕯️ He sat next to you and barely took of his mask normally, but you convinced him to take it off fully

🕯️ After cleaning, you and Vincent laid in bed and rested together, and every year after that, he’d look forward to Thanksgiving, and every holiday before and after

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🧱 This wall boy never really knew a good Thanksgiving ever since he was basically seven years old

🧱 So, when he had smelled the turkey and foods you were making in the kitchen, he was hit with a wave of nostalgia

🧱 He came out of the walls and looked over your shoulder in curiosity

🧱 Brahms watched you smile and lay a hand on his, which was holding the edge of the countertop

🧱 You asked him what he needed, and it launched from him following you around to him fully helping you cook

🧱 He never really cooked growing up, as he normally just ate the stuff his past babysitters and parents left him, or rather, his doll-self

🧱 Brahms found his love for cooking with you at that moment

🧱 He loved the turkey you both made

🧱 And he fell asleep just a half-hour later, you trapped in his arms

🧱 You better make sure you didn’t leave anything running, because you’re not coming out of there unless its a real emergency

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💝 This poor little guy didn’t know what was going on

💝 He watched you start cooking and tried climbing your legs to sit on your shoulder

💝 You just picked him up and sat him there as he made grabby hands to the pot which you were cooking with

💝 Gizmo listened to your explanation as to what Thanksgiving was and the food you were making was

💝 He’s so clueless about it it’s adorable af

💝 You better make sure he doesn’t sneak any pumpkin pie after midnight, or else you’re screwed

💝 Gizmo is the sweetest and tries helping you cook every single year, no matter what

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🍭 He hated this so much

🍭 He wanted it to be Halloween again, he wanted to make sure people were behaving and honoring the traditions

🍭 Who was gonna do that here?!

🍭 Sam did not want to help you cook, he didn’t believe in this holiday, do he didn’t care about the foods of it

🍭 But, after a while, and a lot of sugar bribing, he finally helped you with certain things, like going to the store with you to buy a turkey

🍭 He also helped you butcher the turkey, even though you said carve, he prefers butcher

🍭 You butcher meat, you don’t carve it! Don’t dishonor the pumpkins!

🍭 Sam is one of the most stubborn when it comes to eating the food

“ Samhain, eat it. “

* shakes his head no *

“ Sam. “

🍭 Once he finally caves, he goes immediately to his room to ‘sleep’ (idk if he actually sleeps, just guessing there)

🍭 Overall, just a sourpuss (just about as bad as Michael)

[castawavy]

November Save MEGA summary (part 2)

before / next

hope you all enjoyed the previous summary, it was a nice walk down memory lane for me 😁❤ anyways let's just jump into the next one

so basically overall steve was really HATING working at Hogan's but June was just doing really well in general (enough to be the main earner in the household essentially so steve was able to quit his job)

june attempted to wingwoman raj again because things didnt really work out with kamala... LMAO

on friday she took a day off and decided to go for a job interview to join an in-house legal team

and very quickly she learned shed got the job 😁🤸‍♀️💖

on monday she let her manager Margot know she was resigning and officially handed in her resignation to the boss, boss, Jared. they were all super happy for her, and june was grateful to have had a good time working with them all

THEN, after that she visited her mom for awhile (who lives in Brindleton Bay, and caught up with her without steve or the kids)

that same weekend it was adelaide's birthday and they threw her a modest party (they are always paycheck to paycheck kinda ngl but june's recent job change / promotion means that things are getting better

bonus shot of the kids being EXTRA cute (they get on really well) 💖

very VERY soon after that, june attended a conference in Tartosa with her new team, which was a great chance to get to know everyone...

UNFORTUNATELY things got a bit flirty at the dinner 🌹😢 and the brunette guy behind june flirted with June and she did it back 😵 and yeah... nothing else happened but YIKES. my interpretation of june is honestly that she got a taste of what her life could have been like, without steve... the kids... bills etc, and she got a bit carried away by the glitz and glam of it all 🤷‍♀️ (sorry I do like my sims to have flaws, & like everyone else june is not perfect </3), but yeah as I said nothing else happened and june immedietaly felt AWFUL about it as she should (shes a loyal trait sim) 😘 but she did look stunning that night

when she got home it was extra bad as well because she had to face steve (and the kids) and it made he realise how lucky she had it, cuz steve also got her some champagne to celebrate her new job ☠😂

so... june confessed and told steve about what happened, and ngl even I was suprised he took it so well and was understanding + I think he appreciated she told him right away

also right after he mentioned marriage??? I think the two of them needed to talk about it cuz june always saw herself getting married I think and steve hadnt really considered it...

BUT YEAH drama / crisis averted AHAHAH sorry this seems really fast but I promise it had been brewing for some time - I think out of the two of them, unfortunately june is just a little bit more insecure than steve, because she has set so many expectations on herself & her mother growing up was very strict with her </3 overall I know she invisioned her life going differently, but when faced with that actual opportunity she didnt take it 😘❤🤸‍♀️

bonus picture of steve because we havent seen him for awhile now and hes gotten a lot healthier recently / working on himself and his mental health a bit (not quit smoking yet though) also raj came over and june seemed more like his best friend than steve because they were joking around so much 😂😂😂

also omg then adie had a bear phase...

😁 and that's a wrap for this summary but PHEW a lot of focus on june this time (I always love giving my sims really complex spouses)

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[kopfkino-o]

The Seer's Stone - Chapter 6 (Az POV)

Summary: Azriel is being pushed to his limits, driven half-mad by his increased workload, Koschei’s recent movements, and the unaddressed feelings still hanging between him and Elain. His mind is at war with himself, thoughts and regrets constantly battling with him, but when an old acquaintance comes calling he feels compelled to answer, bound by loyalty and duty he sets off to find what very well might be his own damnation.

Pairing: Elain x Azriel 

Timeline: Post-ACOSF

Wordcount: 1970

Read:

Chapter One | The Crone’s Trade

Chapter Two | The Oracle of Seraphyros 

Chapter Three | Last of Our Kind (Azriel)

Chapter Four | An Empty Seat

Chapter Five | Death and the Lovely Fawn - UPDATED

Author’s Note: Hope you all enjoy! More below 💋

PHEW! After several months of insanity (see: moving to a new city, taking on several new projects at my day job as a graphic designer, getting engaged, traveling to Europe to be in a friend's wedding, hurting my knee again (rip lmao), and the general chaos of being alive) I am so excited to be back writing again. And even more excited to share this latest chapter of the Seer's Stone with the world.

Writing took a back seat within my life last year, due impart to the aforementioned chaos, but also due to some personal anxieties I had about sharing my work. It's irrational, I know, writing is writing, art is art! But still, I found myself lacking confidence and facing a ton of writer's block, but I found some new inspiration through my professional creative work, had a few friends that really helped to cheer me on, and had a lot of downtime after my knee surgery to think about and play around with my craft. All that being said, I'm really really glad to be back at it and revisiting this story, and learning through writing fanfiction.

My plans for the fic haven't changed (too much), but I do think I ought to note that I made some edits to the last update, Chapter Five | Death and the Lovely Fawn, that I feel like I just needed to make to provide clarity/build up for the direction of the story.

Lastly, I just wanted to say thank you to the folks who reached to me about this fic even when I wasn't actively updating it and offered me support/encouragement. This meant so so much to me, more than you all probably know, and I just wanted to say thanks for that.

This one's for you guys.

xoxo, Court

There was a building headache in Azriel's temples.

Every beat of his heart reverberated through his skull like a war drum. Azriel worked his jaw, grinding his teeth. There had always been something about the dank darkness of the Hewn City that pressed down on him like a fist, but the hateful place was particularly grating tonight.

Wrong, his shadows murmured, this place is wrong

"Hush," he snapped back at them, in no mood for their whisperings.

The floor shifted underfoot, and the long, stone passageway changed before his eyes, writhing as if it were a living thing. To anyone else, the illusion might have been nauseating, but these tunnels and their strange enchantments had become second nature to him during the time he served beneath Rhysand's father.

The old High Lord had personally keyed the spells into the oily stone walls to prevent his captives from ever learning the true layout of the tunnel system. And, perhaps, to also remind them they were so far beneath the earth they could only dream of feeling the warmth of the sun on their faces again.

He had been cruel like that.

Azriel rounded a bend in the stone and found himself in another long hallway carved directly into the mountain. Only this hallway was lined with ancient, half-rusted cell doors—cells that housed the worst of the Night Court's filth. Or at least, what was left of them.

Halfway down the corridor, Feyre and Amren were waiting for him outside one of those cells, the High Lady and her second-in-command half-concealed in shadow, their whispered voices echoing queerly off the rock walls.

Both females fell silent when they caught sight of him. Something twisted in Azriel’s gut. For them both to be here, in the dead of the night, with Nyx still so young and Varian here in Velaris on a short respite from Adriata, meant something was wrong. The look on Feyre’s beautiful face only confirmed that. Something was very, very wrong.

“You’re late,” Amren snapped. It was as much a greeting as he’d get from her.

Azriel matched the second’s same cool indifference. “I was in the middle of something when you sent for me. I came as soon as I could.”

“Off again, doing only the Mother knows what? You don’t fool me, boy. I can smell the Continent on you.”

“I come, I go. So is the nature of my work.”

“Is it, now?”

“If you intend to suggest I’m up to something you disapprove of, then by all means, Amren, do so now and let us be done with it. I’m not here to indulge in idle banter.”

The second-in-command bared her teeth, smoke-gray eyes glowing like two torches amidst the gloom, and for half a heartbeat, Azriel thought she might press the matter.

Then Feyre stepped forward and cleared her throat. There were dark smudges of exhaustion beneath the High Lady’s eyes, but she still looked as regal as ever in her Illyrian leathers, her carved ashwood bow and a matching quiver of arrows peeking up over her armored shoulders.

“Enough, you two,” Feyre said, voice laced with nothing but command. She shot both Azriel and Amren a warning look before folding her tattooed hands behind her back, taking up the position of authority fitting of both a war commander and a queen. “We have bigger matters at hand, and I didn’t leave my infant son asleep at home with a nanny just to come here and listen to you bicker.” She nudged Amren with an armored elbow. “So, won't you be a dear and update our lovely Spymaster on the situation at hand?”

Amren shot him one last distrustful look before answering their High Lady's command. "We picked up two...stragglers...trying to make their way to the Prison Isle. From what we've been able to gather, it appears they were attempting to make their way inside the Prison itself."

Azriel's brows rose. Sneak onto the Prison Isle? That was not only impossible, but it was complete and utter madness. A sick, sudden realization shuddered through him, so fierce it cut through the pounding in his head.

Elain.

Elain was trying to get access to the Prison for reasons still unknown to him. Her and the spellspinner she'd tried so diligently to keep hidden in the Library.

Azriel's shadows had brought him word of their machinations weeks ago, initially tipped off by the arrival of the young spellspinner, and catching Elain in his bedroom yesterday had only confirmed his suspicions, but surely she hadn't gone against his warnings. Surely she hadn't...

"Something wrong, boy?" Amren crooned.

He ignored her. "Tell me everything," he said to Feyre.

"One male, one female. Both don't seem to hold any particular court alliance, but they were...dressed strangely. Almost as if they were trying to blend in with the Library's priestesses. Only their robes were gray, not white, and they carried no invoking stones." Feyre scrubbed a hand down her face. "Rhys caught the male on the beaches; I found the female still on the boat they'd used to reach the Isle."

Azriel might have sighed his relief if only Feyre's words weren't too much to stomach. Elain and her friends, and whatever wild plan they'd concocted, might be safe for now, but an unwelcome stranger trying to land on the Prison Isle was nothing to take lightly. And the fact Azriel, nor his shadows, had seen it coming rankled him.

"I tried to talk to her, wanted to know who she was, why she was there," the High Lady continued. "But she pulled a knife before I could get to her. I watched her open her own throat. Tried to heal her, but to no avail, little thanks to the poison on her blade." Feyre shook her head then tossed a thumb towards the cell door. "Rhys is inside with the male. He won't speak, though. He just keeps... singing."

"Singing?" Azriel echoed.

"He means to mock us," Amren murmured.

It was Feyre who ignored the second-in-command now. The High Lady tipped her head towards the cell door. "You'll see." She said. "We'll be waiting at the Riverhouse for your report."

And with that, Feyre reached a hand for Amren and winnowed them both away, leaving Azriel alone with his pounding head, the ancient black stone, and the iron door looming before him.

Azriel drew in a breath. Down, down, down he sank into himself before he strode for the cell door and shoved it open.

The sharp smell of blood and piss and fear arrested his senses as soon as he stepped into the dimly lit cell.

Old memories reared their ugly heads, taking him back to a different time where he came to these very cells to serve a far different lord. Truth-Teller warmed at his side, steadying him. Azriel wrapped a hand around the dagger's familiar hilt and shoved the memories back inside their iron cages to rot.

He made a quick sweep of the room when his eyes finally adjusted. Shadows clung to the corners of the narrow cell, dark enough to conceal his brother's powerful form hidden within them. Rhys was the darkness here. Anyone else might have missed him, but Azriel knew his brother's scent, the sound of his breathing, and marked where he stood in one of the shadowy corners.

In the center of the cell, bound and blindfolded, sat the captive. His gray robes were bloody, his lip split and broken, but he was singing just as Feyre had promised. Singing some horrible old song.

"...blue blood, red blood, blood black as a moonless night," the captive's voice echoed off the cell walls, garbled and made watery by his mouthful of broken teeth. "A pound of flesh, a pound of bone, a gift for a maiden made of light..."

Azriel's shadows swarmed. They flowed across the old stone floors to circle the captive like a pack of hungry dogs, writhing and twisting as they tried to make sense of him and his strange song. Almost as if the song had offended them. As if it scared them.

The darkness melted, and Rhys appeared from within it, arms crossed and brow furrowed, the mask of the High Lord in perfect place. Stars were dancing in his violet eyes, cold and unyielding, burning with a hunger Azriel himself knew all too well.

"He's been at it all night," Rhys said softly. "The same two verses of the same song, over and over again. It's driving me fucking mad."

"You scramble his brains or something?" Azriel asked.

"Would that I could. His mind is impenetrable. Practically walled off with solid obsidian. I've never seen anything like it."

"He's been prepped on how to face a Daemati, then."

"Or spelled to keep one out of his mind."

The words rose a chill within him, and Azriel found himself watching his brother more closely. Rhys worked a tick in his jaw, violet eyes churning as he assessed the battered man babbling his strange song.

"...away, away, at the crown of midnight..."

Azriel had never heard the tune before. Yet, it rankled him somehow. Dragged cold talons through his guts as if it were trying to make a home there.

Pain pricked behind his eyes, blooming like a thousand burning stars.

Azriel rolled his shoulders, fighting the headache, and drew in a deep breath of the rank air, descending deeper into that inside, readying himself for what was to come.

"He'll break," he said softly.

Rhys did not look at him as he replied. "I know."

Eventually, they exchanged the briefest, most fleeting of looks, but the silent words that passed between them meant everything. Rhys's eyes reminded him that Azriel did not have to do this. That he was, in fact, not his father's son. That this Night Court was a court of dreamers, of sons who were forgiven of the sins of their fathers, of daughters free to live as they pleased.

But the weight of duty had been taught to Azriel decades ago. And it was not a lesson so easily forgotten.

Skin slips easier off the smaller bones, blood congeals at the joints, and the mind always, always fractures first.

The old High Lord had taught him those things. Had made sure Azriel knew them, committed them to his memory so he might never forget his purpose. His worth. The thing he'd been made for.

Azriel slid Truth-Teller from its sheath. "Leave us," he said to his brother, voice soft as night. "I'll bring my report to the Riverhouse."

Rhysand put a gentle hand on his shoulder, the gesture made as if it might spare him, as if it might change what he was and the things he was born to do.

It wouldn't.

Azriel had stopped telling himself such follies a long, long time ago.

So he waited until his brother closed the cell door behind him. Waited until his shadows drank the last bit of light from the dank cell. Waited and listened as the prisoner whimpered the last verses of his swan song.

"...a sword for the son, a horn for the Queen, and dagger for their fool..."

Once, when he was just a boy, the shadows had taught him there was a place he could go, somewhere he could hide from his father's wrath, from his brothers' hate. Somewhere deep within himself. A place where he felt nothing, saw nothing.

Was nothing.

Azriel went to that place now, hiding somewhere deep within himself. He thought of roses as he raised Truth-Teller to the pale flesh of the prisoner's chest and began to cut.

Blood bloomed and the ache in Azriel's head erupted like a thunderclap.

And a dagger for the fool.

[myobsessionsspace]

Jungkook’s BE-hind Story

Though filmed in 2021, I find it still relevant.

It’s a really good watch for those that may not have seen this, or may have but have forgotten about it.

His thoughts on songs with no relation to him personally.

His music process, how he can do songs within a day or work on a song over and over, delete and never release.

Watch full video here

🐰“From now on, although songs with sincerity is also important, but…there are so many different types of people, who think differently and come from different backgrounds.

I want to become an artist who can create various different stories by creating imaginary scenarios and situations and coming up with imaginary characters.

That’s my ultimate motive.”

🐿️ “It’s very unique. I usually find it much easier to write about my own experiences, but what you’re trying to do is putting yourself in an imaginary scenario, which is actually very difficult.”

🐰 “Right, it’s difficult. So, although it’s very difficult, like how I want to try new things but unable to express it right now. If I keep doing it I’ll get accustomed to it, so I should keep challenging myself.”

🐿️ “I think it’s wonderful and I believe all challenges are good. I hope you could try out as much as possible”

Weverse Live

July 2023

What really stuck out to me:

🐰“but there's still this idea called image. And many people love that. Let's say that people love it, and so I keep following only that path. In that case, what is it that I can change? With my own hands? When this is my own life. I've gotta be the one to make change, you know. I have to tell the people who love me "this is how I am," and I have to-- not coerce them, but I have to make it so that they can accept/recognize me.”

When will he be allowed to control his image? When will he be allowed to not fit the idea that has been created by fans from content that doesn’t reflect his stage in life anymore? When can he expand on that image, add dimension, flaws, normal human traits to it?

🐰“I mean, like, there are so many things. How should I say it, so... Even if I were to figure out [the audience's] needs and satisfy those... Would ARMYS and I be truly happy? Till the end. When there's nothing that changes.”

You can’t please everyone all of the time. To please the majority he has to sacrifice himself? His change from the image people hold of him can never be? Who is that fair to? Is it fair to him? Is it fair to the fans who want to love him for him?

🐰“Ok, if I'm being honest: that's right, before, I used to have a lot of fears, including fear of trying something new. And I used to not really feel up to doing things that are new. But this is something that you guys created for me as well. It is from you all. Because I gained so much courage from you guys. Truly. (drinks water)

& I said this in a recent live, too. Asking why you guys give your support and love to me. Because even back then, I didn't know the answer, which is why I kept asking again and again. But now, I don't want to show that vulnerable side of me to you guys. I gained confidence, and using this as a foundation, I want to keep building myself.”

Army time and time again showed him they loved all of him and trusts what he wants to do, so they gave him the confidence to try new things.

Trusting that he wants to do it and he’s spoken before about the want for these types of songs, these challenges.

They aren’t army’s challenges but his challenges.

I don’t know about you, but being a singer from a 7 piece group who for years has worked with the same people in their mother tongue, to now work with an array of people from a different country, to sing a full album in a different language and do each song with different musical genres, phew! I’m tired just *thinking about it*!

Watch the whole weverse live

GOLDEN BY JUNG KOOK

Out November 3rd 2023!

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[riaki]

PHEW okay. rn im working on a yoshida fic but i completely spitballed and went off the rails ...... so um. might be a while before that comes out, so take some (many) thoughts and drabbles of weird stalker boy instead !! yoshida hirofumi x reader

@twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat take this for yoshi fluff n some mild angst.. for now......

i feel like yoshida would definitely be the kinda guy to give his all in keeping it together; especially with his position as student council president (that he's only half-committed to, really) topped off with his life in the private sector of devil hunting, his image is extremely important to him. not because he has a huge ego or is self-obsessed, but he knows that a lot of people look up to him and rely on him. that being said, he's (probably, yoshida lore when) only human, and he's bound to struggle and wrestle with the workload he's chained to, and it can often get the best of his emotions and stress him out.

so a little word of encouragement here, a sweet 'washed your dishes and your clothes cus i saw you were busy' there would be everything he needs to spur himself on even if he's exhausted; hearing the phrase "i'm proud of you." from your mouth in your sweet, sweet voice? makes it all worth it. 

all considered, he doesn't want you to do too much for him; he never lets you pay for your shared meals or drive the two of you home, BUT you should give it your all in trying anyway! acts of service for him seem subtle, but they really mean the world to him when you try so hard to lighten his burden. he thinks it's the most endearing thing on the planet. on the days he lacks the energy to even utter a small mumble of protest, he'll let you take the wheel- but those days are rare, so capitalize on the opportunity! being a gentleman is tiring, so make him coffee (not black) instead of letting him buy the headache-inducing cans of sickeningly sweet caffeine from the vending machines outside his apartment when you rise early enough to; let him fall asleep in your lap and gently play with his hair while you handle a homework assignment for him or two. bonus points if he wakes up to something sweet or savory made by those hands of yours that he loves to hold so much; do that, and he might just dream of marrying you the next time he indulges in an afternoon nap in the confines of your arms. 

(and when you hold him to your chest and whisper sweet nothings into his ears on the days he's earned further affection from you? it makes him feel like he's being granted a visit from the heavens, though hell knows he'll never make it up there. but, if he thinks he's being honest, it doesn't matter to him- not when you're right in front of him, a taste of divinity. not when you're gently tracing each slope and ridge in the shape of his left ear, thumb tenderly prodding at the soft skin between the cold metal piercings on his ear. it's like you're mapping out just this minuscule section of his body, and he's found himself praying to whatever's out there that you'll always be here to give him this; that one day, you'll have ran your fingers over every inch of him, memorizing the intricacies of the very bones in his body.)

to me, his primary love language would definitely be quality time- more so for him than you (but he still hopes you enjoy it enough to indulge him. makes him feel like a kid in a candy store with free reign over his monthly allowance.) meaningful talks with you and silly fun banter is all he needs to take his mind off the stresses currently throwing him for a loop and let loose a little. that’s one of the reasons why he fell so head over heels for you— you make it a little easier to breath whenever you’re around him. also... he loves the look on your face whenever he surprises you with gifts, so count on an uninvited bouquet of flowers in some varying hue of your eye color, or surprise boxes of jewelry- that is, if he can afford it. if not, he'll take you out when the weather is pleasant enough and you're in the mood for a cup of boba or an evening out in the nearest shopping district, browsing the warmly lit stands as the chatter of people bustling by fills your ears and he holds onto your hands in the simple pretext of not wanting you to get lost as he buys every mouth-watering festival food you lay your eyes on without hesitation. maybe he'll even treat you to a quick stop at a standing ramen restaurant- and if you're too tired to support yourself on your own two legs, he has no problem carrying you. after all, with his private devil hunting, you both know he's more than capable of that. and so, rest-assured you’ll return home on those gleeful days with full stomaches, bags n boxes full of sticky dango and fresh glistening apples the shades of a red autumn, and giddy smiles coupled with painted strawberry blush that dusts your cheeks and stains your ears. and if, throughout that entire vivid night of fireworks and sweet n savory scents drifting from stalls and the treats in the hands of vivacious children, you happen to get some crumbs or powder on your cheeks, he's more than happy to wipe it away with an affectionate thumb and earnest smile— or even lean in for a taste straight from your flushed skin.

on the topic of his side job in the private sector, though- yoshida prefers to keep you as far away as possible from the side of his life that's three feet deep and counting in missions at the Bureau. and of course, he takes no pleasure in lying to your face, especially when he realizes that you realize the half-assed mutters that fall from his lips don't answer the questions you demand answers to. 

he knows it's a necessity, though. so he never tells you the truth when it comes to this matter. 

but you can only see the tip of the iceberg of cold, guilty pain that washes over him when he watches your trust in him slip like you're loosing your footing; the excuses he spins that you don't buy and the way he feels like he's being scrutinized beneath your burning gaze as your eyes rove over the rough cuts on his arms and the blooming purple bruise on his jaw that you know isn't a love mark (or at least, you hope so. your mind won’t let you consider the possibility.) makes him feel guiltier than ever. on every other occasion, he never shies away from your gaze; for one, he’s well aware of how attractive he is, but all the compliments and shy confessions he’s ever received feel minuscule when you look at him like he’s your world, so loving that it seems to make the sun shine an inkling brighter and the birds outside his window sing a little sweeter amongst the symphony of nature. but on less pleasant occasions, when it feels like you’re appraising him— no. not just him. appraising his words, weighing them on a golden scale that’s supposed to be unbiased towards the truth, but your heart can’t take the strain when you consider the possibility of him lying to you, and he feels more distant from you every time you look at him in a way that makes him want to shrink away and shut himself up from your prying eyes that he knows are only well-intentioned— which is all the more reason why he falters under the weight of them.

but it’s not like he’d ever tell you that, though. so really, it’s up to you to decide how you act; to probe him and risk a few unintentionally harsh words aimed in your direction in the hopes of confronting the issue head-on before it’s too late, or simply sit back and let it fester until it’s grown out of control and manifests into a hurtful argument for both parties. miscommunication is the enemy to your relationship :(

that being said, yoshida is a bit of a control freak. when things don’t go the meticulous way he’s planned them out, he starts to loose his cool pretty easily, stressing his pretty head off about this and that, biting on his lip and curling a hand into his dark hair. really, though, it’s a simple fix— he tends to get overwhelmed easily only when it comes to things like this, n so all you have to do is tear him away from whatever’s preoccupying him and hold him, soothe his nerves by running your hands through his hair and rubbing gentle circles into his back. like i said, acts of service are really meaningful to him, esp w his line of work— makes him feel all fuzzy on the inside, like there’s a cluster of stars in his chest, his heart stuttering like a broken engine and a bouquet of lilies flowering in his stomach, petals clogging his throat and making it impossible for him to voice his gratitude. and so, after he calms down, he’ll take your hand and pepper little kisses on your knuckles until you ask him to stop with a bright smile and a laugh that sounds like the trickling melody of a running spring water stream.

but that’s an if, though. yoshida might not always manage to calm down— and sometimes his frustration will get the better of him. it might be difficult to manage; he’s so composed and collected for the most part that the meticulous patience required to deal with his boiling vexation might be unfamiliar to you, so it’ll be a bumpy slope. so try to be understanding in the case that he ever snaps at you, and know that he never means to hurt someone as important to him as you. give him time, and he’ll come around. <3

[clouisluvr]

AAA I loved the last one, wanted to send this in before I pass out, take your time no rush love the way you write!

Louis is naturally a flirty person, right? We all know this but I feel like a lot of the time his cheese pick-up-lines just always get him an eye roll.

So what if a survivor (reader) not only likes the silly pick-up-lines but also flirts back?

(So basically how you get together?)

Thank you 💖💖

you'd gone hunting with louis and aasim - trying your best to keep up and pull your weight. recently aasim's been complaining to marlon about you and louis slacking off, so you decided you'd try your best to make an effort. but it ends up being absolutely impossible, because just louis' presence on its own gives you butterflies. he's almost desperately trying to get your attention, "hey y/n, i know i'm irresistible, but you don't have to pretend to not notice me!".

this gets a smirk out of you which he of course notices, "see! knew you couldn't resist me." the butterflies are so strong that your attempts to focus on hunting go out the window - "very funny louis, you and i both know you can't resist me."

"well you've got me there. the second i hear that sweet, sweet voice i practically melt." aasim sighs, knowing he's in for another hunting trip where he does all the work.

your heart swells and you quip back, "well since we're being honest.. youre not so bad yourself."

"wow! that's the nicest thing anyones ever said to me!" you can hear the sarcasm in his voice as he says it, so you decide to flatter him a little more.

"alright if we're talking about voices? your singing is one of the most beautiful things i've been lucky enough to hear."

silence settles into the air and you turn back to see louis has stopped in his tracks. you gently approach him and softly ask if he's okay. his head is hung downwards. he takes a quick breath before grabbing your hand. he clutches it for a second, loosens his grip and rubs your thumb before letting go. his cheeks and nose are slightly tinted and he utters a soft "thank you." he meets your gaze and he flashes you a genuine smile, "that was the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

you grab his hand back and smile brightly at him, before aasims loud interrupting cough makes you two jump back.

clearly exasperated aasim says, "im gonna start making sure you guys dont eat the food you refuse to help find". but you can't seem to care much because louis is still smiling brightly, and your heart feels so warm.

phew! okay this is my first oneshot.. im hoping its decent LOLL my twdg hyperfixation has been a little stale for a while so im hoping this isnt ooc for louis.. and sorry for getting to this request so late! hope u enjoy louis lovers🥰

[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

Calling Them With a Nickname/-chan Honorific

SUMMARY: Basically the title; calling various Tokyo Revengers characters with the -chan honorific (and a nickname, sometimes) WORD COUNT: 1.2k

WARNINGS: Angst in Kazutora (oops), Hanma being a flirty bastard, you being flustered in like half of them, you being hella confident in the other half, generally just fluff, fluff, flustered guys, probably OOC.

CHARACTERS (Because there are a lot): Mikey/Sano Manjiro, Draken/Ryuguji Ken, Baji Keisuke, Matsuno Chifuyu, Hanemiya Kazutora, Mitsuya Takashi, Hanma Shuji, Shiba Hakkai, and Kisaki Tetta (phew that’s a lot-)

A/N: I dunno I keep jokingly calling the characters in Tokyo Revengers -chan to show affection for them (totally not to make fun). And I thought I should share my thoughts on how they would react to you all (lol). Some of them, it's by accident, and some you know exactly what you're doing lmao- Also, you aren't dating in these, just friends (crushes??). Sometimes (like half of the time) it's a nickname paired with chan because that's cute lol- A/N Part 2: Hope they aren't like super ooc?? Lmao- oops- I mean I don't know a lot of them that well so- I tried by reading a bunch of fanfics (lol) A/N Part 3: Kisaki is scary- Like I don't know what you guys are talking about, I wasn't able to write him fully because he's terrifying lmao- A/N Part 4: Also feel free to use these nicknames for any fic-writing that you do- cause these are adorable </3 A/N Part 5: Also this is my first time writing in this format so. Uh- yeah. It was fun though, it combats my inability to write long fics lol- A/N Part 6: Originally posted here.

© kazumiwrites - All rights reserved; please do not steal, edit, copy, repost (etc) my work without my express permission.

Mikey/Sano Manjiro

You were frozen, eyes wide as a soft blush grew over your cheeks. You hadn't meant to call Mikey with an honorific—chan, no less—and you were worried on how the other would react.

"I- I'm sorry, Mikey, I didn't-"

"Call me that again."

"...What?" You stuttered slightly, not sure on what to say.

"Say what you called me again." He blinked, staring at you.

Was this a punishment...? "M-Mikey-chan...?"

You watched as Mikey's face brightened, smiling softly at you. "I like it when you say that... Say it more. Mkay, [Y/N]-chan?"

You felt your cheeks grow hot. "All right... But, one question."

"What is it?"

"Why didn't you yell at me when I said it the first time- I mean, we don't know each other and all..."

The male let out a soft huff before shaking his head. "Well, because I like you. And, I like being called nicknames by you. So." He shrugged slightly.

"...Okay..." You were confused, but a faint smile grew over your lips as you watched him.

"C'mon, let's go to a cafe- I want to eat the parfait there!"

"Wait- I thought you already ate one today?"

"It's a different store, [Y/N]-chan!"

Draken/Ryuguji Ken

"Ryu-chan! You look really pretty today!"

You were met with a blank stare.

"Huh?"

You stammered a little as you gazed into his eyes, hands raised placatingly. "Hey- Didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to see how you'd reac-"

"...Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah. I don't care."

Truth be told, he did care... And he spent a while in his bedroom, flustered at the fact that you called him with a nickname.

Baji Keisuke

"You can't just keep on beating people up like that, Baji-chan." You pouted softly at him, prodding his chest lightly. "Seriously. What's your reason this time?" You were too caught up with scolding him that you didn't notice the nickname that you said.

Baji was... 48% confused, 43% surprised, 8% annoyed, and 1% flustered. His thoughts were racing inside his head- did you actually call him a nickname, or was he just imagining it?

He just let out a soft huff, interrupting whatever trivial thing you were saying—probably telling him to stop being so reckless and stupid—before he picked you up, much to your surprise.

"Wh-what are you doing? Where-"

He just plopped you down on his bike, putting his helmet on you before sitting down. "Hang on tight, I'm taking you on a date."

"Wait why-"

"Because you called me 'Baji-chan.' And it was cute. And I like you."

"...This is a confession? Wait, when did I call you Baji-chan anyway-"

Matsuno Chifuyu

"Fuyu-chan- Can I have one of your romance manga?"

Double punch to Matsuno Chifuyu—wait no, triple punch. Firstly, you had called him with his first name. A nickname, at that. Secondly, there was the affectionate 'chan' honorific. Thirdly, a romance manga? One of his romance manga? Was this a sign for him to confess? All of his shoujo manga that he had read hadn't prepared him for this.

"Wh-which one?" He asked, flustered.

"Any- you know there was one you were recommending a while back. About a forward girl and a shy boy?" A smile tugged at your lips as you leaned closer. "I remember thinking that it sounded kinda like our relationship, mm?"

Relationship...?

Chifuyu let out a soft huff, trying to ignore how close you were, how flustered he was. "Yeah... I have it somewhere."

You let out a soft laugh before grabbing your phone, quickly taking a picture of him before he could react. "Baji-san was right, you did get super flustered-"

"What- hey- you better not send that to Baji-san, he'll laugh at me for days-"

Hanemiya Kazutora

"Kazu-chan. Look at me. You are not the horrible person you think you are."

Kazutora let out a soft huff. "Yeah, you're just obligated to say that."

Your nose scrunched up slightly. "No, I'm not. Don't be so dense, Kazu-chan." You gently bopped him on the nose. "Seriously. You deserve love, affection, friendship."

Kazutora shook his head. "But-"

"Shut up and listen to me, Kazutora."

He paused slightly. "...You stopped calling me that."

"Calling you what?" You blinked slightly.

"...Kazu-chan..." You watched as his cheeks flushed a soft red before feeling your cheeks heat up as well.

"Shit- I'm so sorry- didn't mean to-"

"Nah, it's okay. It's the only thing that makes your argument worth listening to."

"Well then, guess I'm gonna have to keep calling you Kazu-chan until you believe what I'm saying. Because you deserve everything good that this world has to offer."

Mitsuya Takashi

It wasn't any surprise when you called Mitsuya 'Taka-chan.' Probably because you were always with him and Hakkai.

Still, what surprised Mitsuya was the fact that you had done it on purpose.

His heart skipped a beat, a faint smile on his lips as he watched you.

"What's with the smile?" You asked teasingly.

"Nothing... I just like it when you call me 'Taka-chan.' It's cute."

"Really?" You let out a soft laugh, wrapping your arms around him. "Well, I'm glad. Though, you're smiling a bit more than when Hakkai-kun calls you 'Taka-chan'~ Any reason for that?"

"Mm, I'll tell you... If you kiss me first."

"All right, then."

"Wait no I was kidding, [Y/N]-chan-" Cue a flustered Mitsuya.

Hanma Shuji

"...Shu-chan? Did you just call me that?"

You tensed slightly, backing away. "N-no-" You stammered, eyes wide as a faint blush grew on your cheeks.

"You did, didn't you..."

You shook your head slightly before a soft squeak left your lips as his arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a hug. You felt your cheeks burn as you just hugged him back. "...You're touch-starved."

"What- No I'm not, love."

"Yes you are. And it's not like you're in love with me-"

"But I am-"

"...What." You blinked slightly as you watched him.

"[Y/N]-chan- It's true! So call me Shu-chan more." He pouted softly at you, and you could only relent, eyes softening a bit as you watched him.

"Fine... Only to calling you Shu-chan, though."

"Hey!"

Shiba Hakkai

Watch Hakkai literally freeze.

"Hakkai-chan?" You ask again, an innocent look on your face. "Can you please help me with my homework?"

You watched in amusement as his cheeks flushed brightly.

He knew what you were doing, how you were trying to make him more flustered and unable to speak than usual. He was pretty used to being around you, to the point where it was fairly easy to talk to you, but... Still, when you wanted to be flirty, it broke him.

He looked away from you, pressing his lips together as he didn't look you in the eye, feeling his cheeks heat up even more. "Wh- what..."

"It's for math. Help-" You got rid of the teasing look, poking the male gently.

"O-oh..." He mumbled, looking at the papers.

"...Wait, [Y/N]- I thought you were the smart one here."

Kisaki Tetta

Welp. You were dead.

That was the thought that flashed through your head, as well as regret and a tiny- tiny- bit of fear.

After all, you had called him Tetta-chan- either he would think you were making fun of him, or that you were flirting- neither of which you wanted to think about.

Before he had the chance to reply, you just dashed off, sprinting as fast as you could.

By the time Kisaki had processed your words enough, you were long gone.

"Well..." He shook his head slightly with a soft sigh, feeling his cheeks heat up. "They're the only one allowed to call me that."

Hanma just let out a soft snort. "Tha has a nice ring to it, don't ya think, Tetta-chan~"

"Shut up."

[dedfly]

Butter roll x reader?

Butter roll cookie x reader.

† I can't guys he is such a bimbo, but without any morals.

† And would do anything if it's something he is passionate about

† So yeah if you are the "thing" he is passionate about he literally would be supportive of anything

† You like painting? "Oh what's the spirit, say would you mind helping me with decorations?"

† Knitting? He would gladly buy you yarns and wear everything you gift to him

† You like research poison? Oh well, he would help you find remaining of your "experiments"

† I mean he is supportive with anyone, but with you it's a next level. He would drop his stuff only to help you (and considering his much he likes his job it's says a lot)

† He is very chill.

† Even if you are the most weirdest person he would think you are not creepy, you just have... Quirks

† But DAMN LOOK AT HIM this man sure does know how to work with his hands

† He would definitely take you with him to bake something. I think it's like his love language

†Besides, butter roll would make sure to help you with every step

★Imagine him guide your hands to roll out the dough. His warmth literally envelopes you and it's so... Helpful of him

† I bet he actually smell very nice, like whole ass bakery

† Even his kisses taste nicely

† Don't even argue with me, he is a breakfast in bed type of guy

Now I headcanon what he have little sweets under his clothes. Like snacks what he would randomly pull out. He doesn't want anyone to starve yourself

† Overall he is very comforting to be around. Even if actually quite confusing.

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Phew I hope I get him right, because oh boy it's completely different archetype from what I usually write

Wait... Why he has only about three headcanons about him and his tag ont even flashed out. I think it's crime against humanity

[mazeinthemiroh]

kim hongjoong boyfriend headcanons

genre: fluff

word count: 0.7k

warnings: none

requested?: yes

song rec: purple rain by prince

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

before we begin, i just wanna say that i love this man he's just amazing in every way

just needed to get that off my chest, phew

ok lets do this

if hongjoong chooses you as his partner... you are so so lucky

this man is so loyal and will put his heart and soul into the relationship. i think it would take a lot for him to trust someone in a romantic type of way because he wants to make sure that he is with the right person. he doesn't want to waste his time or potentially have his feelings hurt by someone who is not putting in the same amount of trust and effort into the relationship as he is

his main love language is quality time. which... is hard, because he is very busy. but he will make a special effort to try to hang out with you, maybe in his lunch break, he will see if he can meet up with you for a quick coffee. or if he is reallyyyy busy but just wants to see your beautiful face, he will give you the option to hang out in the studio

if you do decide to join him in the studio he will be super happy! will show you how he produces or will ask you for your input for new song ideas. if you like a certain genre he will try and incorporate that for you in his new song!

he is very attentive. loves listening to you talk about all your passions, interests, hopes and dreams. and he will really appreciate it if you do the same for him. someone who really listens and is interested in what he has to say, perhaps about his music or future goals for instance is a person hongjoong would really like as a partner. he really likes connecting with you on a deep, personal level. would probably stay up all night talking to you if he could but man is tired most of the time so will probably drift off to sleep. talking with you about literally anything just takes his mind away from work and all the stuff he has to get done. you really just give him time to relax and enjoy himself.

he catches himself being romantic when he starts writing romantic songs about you. it's like he can't help it! the lyrics were so easy to write for him because all he had to do was think of you

hongjoong isn't too keen on pda (public displays of affection.) he prefers to express his physical affection for you privately. we know from countless of ateez content that he doesn't like skinship, but here comes my ✨theory✨: hongjoong does like skinship, in his own way. there are instances where he is physically affectionate with the members but it is usually when he initiates it. he can be touchy, he just has to be comfortable and trust you, which will obviously happen as you get to know each other more. did any of that make any sense??? lmao

and when he is comfortable enough to initiate more than just hand-holding and other little touches, he will essentially turn into your little cuddle bug. usually when he is sleepy ngl. looking into his eyes you will see a warm glow in them as he looks at you with a sleepy smile, he will shuffle over and essentially flop his body onto yours and will fall asleep then and there. you provide so much comfort for him

dates with him would include:

cafe dates - hongjoong's go-to date is probably finding a cute little cafe to go with you, so you guys can just sit, relax and talk together about anything and everything. he loves these dates because its quick, convenient, requires no planning and also just has the perfect atmosphere for a date!

cultural dates - i'm talking museums, art galleries, going into book shops or record shops or any unique place that catches your eye. he just loves experiencing these things with you

photography dates - if you both are into photography this will be a date he would love to take you on! just having both your cameras and going on walks, working on your photography skills together. he will probably take more pictures of you than the actual scenery because he says you're prettier &lt;///3

conclusion: hongjoong best boy

[wingsofimagery]

Healing Aurora | First Meet - Wooyoung

❂ Summary: Supernatural Inn & Spa Owner/Keeper!MC x Multi-route (haha... ik) ❂ Characters: Jung Wooyoung ❂ Genre: General/Supernational ❂ Warnings: N/A ❂ Word Count: 2070 ❂ A/N: Phew, finally chapter one is out! I really hope you guys enjoy this! Give me a reason to want to continue writing this Banner credit to my friend once again, she was so sweet to help me make simple mood banners for each chara

You felt your heart pick up its pace when two figures came running up to meet the four of you. You were frightened by the speed they were coming at you, but with a hand raised, the two figures slowed down at Hongjoong’s command. You held your breath as they came to a stop before you. Their eyes were bright and expectant, but you had no idea what they were waiting for.

Were they expecting something from you?

Silence hung around the room, your eyes glancing back and forth between the two males that stood before you with anticipation. You scratched your cheek.

“Um… How can I help you?”

The redhead’s expression changed to a solemn one. He quickly gazed at Hongjoong in confusion, but Chan answered his unspoken question instead.

“They lost their memories, but it seems some would return when physical contact is made.”

“So they don’t remember me right now?”

His voice sounded so broken, making you feel bad for not remembering who he was. He looked like you meant a lot to him with how he reacted, unlike his black-haired mate, who stood next to him with a frown and a hand on his shoulder for comfort.

“Would you like to make physical contact? I’d like to know who you guys are to me too. I feel terrible for not remembering.”

He did not need to be asked further. He closed off the remaining space between you and coddled you into his arms. Your eyes sparkled the same way they had the previous three times. You heard a soft prayer from him, “Please remember me, princette,” before you were thrown into a whirlwind of memories.

- - -

As a Tanuki, Wooyoung was often seen by humans as a bad omen. They never wanted him around, and, despite wanting to be a part of a family, not even the supernaturals wanted to be around him. The stigma around his legend was well known to the point he was sent malevolent glares daily by all. That did not stop him from being a trickster, though. Instead, they fueled him to cause mischief more.

He played around with humans. Ruined relationships, fixed relationships, found some friends, made some enemies; all of it was fun and games until he met you. It was you who opened his heart to the feeling of loneliness. He may not have been alone, but before meeting you, he was lonely. The twinkle in his eyes now was never fully there back then. Instead, he lived life half-full before you came into his life. You were a wonderful breath of fresh air to him.  

You had worked at the inn for a little over a year now. Your master had passed the inn down to you. Choosing you out of the handful of people from your clan to become the next interworld innkeeper. You learned quite a lot in the year-long succession, but you knew there was still more to learn. After the year, you were forced to man the place by yourself as she had up and disappeared one day with just a farewell letter.

You had no idea how your master could take care of this inn all by herself but remembered that she was a half-breed or, what was called, a halfling amongst us (not to be confused with beings who are half as short as humans). You were also a halfling, but unlike her, you had not yet developed the ability to harness elements of any type. A breath of sigh left your lips as you made your way to the front yard of the supernatural side, but a voice from the entrance stopped you from your work.

“Oh~ What’s this?” A male looked around curiously, a playful smile plastered across his face.

“Welcome to the Eternal Sunshine Inn and Magic Spa, where our motto is: we melt away your problems guaranteed.”

He raised his eyebrow at you, “What a weird name and motto. Not all problems can be solved with a trip to an inn for a spa trip, ya know.”

“Maybe not, but the motto has not once failed. When we guarantee a solution, we mean it.”

And you truly do. The reputation of this inn was one of the best, and you know, damn well, that today will not be the first time the motto’s failed. So you did what you did your best and catered to his needs. Once you had him settled in a room under his name (which he introduced himself as Brian), you returned to the front yard to resume your duties.

Moments later, a kitsune entered the inn with a request for entry to the hot spring. You led the way and left her to her own devices. As soon as you stepped foot into the front yard, you were forced to greet another guest. One after another, it was nonstop. Different species of the supernatural and humankind entered your inn, yet you took a moment to realize how empty it was—despite all these entries.

It may have taken a while, but you were slowly figuring out the prank. A chuckle escaped from your lips as you covered your mouth. You hope he did not hear you.

The following person entered while you huffed and brushed the broom against the floor. This time, a man with red fluffy hair. He had a beauty mark on his lip and under his eye. You found them very pretty and could not help but blather about it. This pulled a blush over his cheeks.

“How can I help you today?”

“Can I get a room?”

You nodded, leading him to the front desk. You asked for his name, to which he answered, ‘Wooyoung.’ When you finished, you handed the card to him, and your eyes sparkled knowingly.

“Well, Wooyoung. I hope this is your real name and not all the other ones you gave me,” you made sure to give him a smile, “or is this also a fake, just like Brian was?”

His eyes widened at your assumption. Though you are right, his mistake in misperceiving your ability to see through his tricks had led him to this speechless state. There was only one question going through his brain: how?

“I’ve learned to read auras, and then I print it onto each keycard as a note. That way, I don’t have to ask when anyone checks out. Both humans and supernaturals have their own aura. They’re like signatures; changing your appearance does not change your signature.”

As if he could not be more surprised, your explanation has Wooyoung finding respect for you in a newfound manner. He looked down upon you a little too much that he had forgotten you were not some ordinary innkeeper. He sighed and smiled sheepishly at you, mentally apologizing because he did not want to admit that he was belittling you.

You decided to ignore him and pulled some paper out to start writing.

“So, are you going to be staying for real this time now that you are busted?”

“Why would I stay here now that my cover is blown?” He looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

You stopped writing and blinked owlishly at him, “Why not? I’m allowing you, aren’t I? It just seems like you’re looking for somewhere to blend in. I think this is the perfect place for you. I’d like to think I got this aura reading right by now, so please prove me correct in that you’re looking for a place to stay… permanently.”

It was his turn to just stare and blink. You laughed at his reaction because it was evident by the tears collecting at the bottom of his eyes that he was touched by your gesture. And, that, you were correct. You were among the first people to open your arms and welcome him, one of the first to enjoy his pranks. Everyone either hated him for pulling these pranks, or they never knew. Yet here you were, giving him a place to stay.

“Oh— the stay won’t be for free. So long as you live here, my condition is that you work under me. I’m really low on staff… actually scratch that; I’m the only one working here. I’m not as skilled as my master was, so if you want to stay, you’ll have to work your share. Are you willing?”

You peeked at him to see that he was wiping the tears off his face. He nodded silently. Something in his heart told him that staying here would benefit him. He hoped to find somewhere to settle; what better place than somewhere that would accept him.

“It seems you have made your decision,” you slapped the paper you were writing on in front of him, which he realized was a contract, “just sign and ink your fingerprint here.”

When you saw he had not made a single movement, you frowned. You wondered if you had the wrong idea, so you began to pull the paper back, ready to redact your offer. His hand shot out to stop you, taking up the pen in his dominant one and signing it. He dipped his thumb in the inkpad you provided and pressed it onto the paper. The color stamped his fingerprint vividly on the parchment.

Removing his finger, he kept the hand on yours and gazed at you to see what would happen now. You moved your free hand, palm over the paper. With a whisper of enchantment, the paper folded until it could not fold any more. It shrunk itself until it was no more. You gazed at the mark that formed on his neck.

“Wonderful. It formed without any trouble,” you touched the seal, “You’ll have explicit permission to shapeshift. The only reason you were able to do that at first was because you only entered the supernatural resting quarters. It is forbidden to show any hints of your supernatural abilities to humans. Therefore, anyone without a consent seal,” you pointed to the seal on his neck, “are prohibited from showing any of their powers and are only allowed to be in their human forms within the inter-species areas. You still are not allowed to shift before any human's eyes, of course, but you do not have to roam around in one form; you’ll need your powers to ensure everything is in place, after all. I trust you to keep this in mind and warn or punish those who don’t listen.”

Wooyoung nodded. You hummed, then handed him the broom, “Go clean the front yard for me. I sense a large human group incoming.”

-

When the twinkle in your eyes died out, you hugged Wooyoung back.

“Do you remember me now?” His voice trembled with worry.

“How could I forget my very first employee? You’re everything I could ask for in a starter companion.”

He held you tighter in his arms as if you’d leave him if he let you go. You took a deep breath before gently pushing him away from you. His arms stayed wrapped around you, but it was now loosely sitting on your hip.

“Wooyoung, you have a vice grip.”

“For a good reason,” he defended himself.

You shook your head and laughed in good nature. You then looked at his friend who had accompanied him. Ready to ask if he’d like to make contact as well, he had beaten you to it with an answer.

“I think you’ve had a tiring time since you’ve awakened. We can all take it slow. For now, I’ll introduce myself. My name is San. It’s good to see you again, princette. I hope we can get your memories back to full function soon.”

You smiled gratefully at San. Honestly speaking, you were getting a bit tired and overwhelmed. The break was needed.

“Well then,” Chan interrupted, “I will have everyone gather and introduce themselves to you in a bit. For now, are you hungry?”

You nodded in reply, “Quite, actually.”

Wooyoung made a break for it; his arms flew off you as he ran toward what you expected to be the kitchen, “I’ll make something you’ll like!!”

San followed behind him, shouting that he’d make sure Wooyoung would not burn down the place. You laughed at their antics because you knew Wooyoung could cook very well, so there was no need to be so worried.

[seraphinitegames]

The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 02/Sept/2022

Chapter 17 is done and Chapter 18 has begun!

Aaahhhh!!!

Chapter 17 was the start of some seriously intense stuff, and Chapter 18 is not only a continuation of that but bumping up the intensity by quite a few notches, hehe! :D

I'll be working on Chapter 18A first, which has a very different feel than 18B, though I'm seriously eager to get to both.

Obviously getting 17 finished and 18 started made for an awesome week, but a bunch of other stuff got a move on too!

Got the first of the sensitivity reader reports back for Chapters 1-7, which was awesome! I think one of the best compliments to get is when a professional says they are really enjoying your creation as a piece of storytelling as they work :D

Chapter 11 additions are still ongoing. I added a big scene in for Verda's branch, which I loved! But it meant I wanted to add something into Tina's branch scene and the 'neither know' branch to balance those. I don't worry too much about that kind of thing, as I would rather the scene feel right rather than fluffed up just to match, but it was an unexpectedly big thing for Verda's, so definitely needed something for the others!

It seems like Book Two's save system still isn't in, though thinking about it I think it's possible they're waiting for the Book Three wishlist page to go up before they do that. I'm gonna try and get a hold of Hosted Games next week to ask if that's the case, just so we do actually know.

But in the time we're waiting for that, Nai has been coming up with some awesome stuff for marketing! Marketing really isn't my strong suit, so I'm really grateful Nai is willing to look into ways of making it more fun, hehe! :D

Next week will be social media days for a couple of days. The next LI PoV scene for Book Three's moment when the MC is facing the Annunaki will be up on Patreon this month, though I'm not sure who yet. Glad you guys enjoyed Nate/Nat's point of view for that last month! ;D There will also be an early Halloween-themed Adam/Ava scene too...

Nai starts a seriously cool new series of posts for Instagram, Tumblr, Twitter, etc as well! The first one will be up on the 13th!

Phew, a lot going on! :D

Hope you all have the most fabulous weekend! We'll be offline as usual, so I'll update you all again next Friday! <3

[thegongoozlerreacts]

Dead Plate (Part 1)

hello!! its been a while since ive posted but here i am!!! so this game is Dead Plate created by STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE

i had played one of their games before, Elevator Hitch, and i really really enjoyed it! so im very excited for this new game that theyve released

though, this game is probably really different from Elevator Hitch, because that game was a visual novel type of game while this one has restaurant tycoon gameplay

still, im very excited

i hope i can get all the endings today (but probably not) as always, spoilers under the cut!

i know its literally just the title screen BUT it looks very classy

also the music? its a bop like yo BellKalengar is the composer and sound designer and like yo!! amazing job its literally just the title screen and im amazed already LMFAO

alright then lets begin

lolol i like the way they named the buttons for doing the tutorial, skipping the tutorial or just leaving the game on auto progress time to show up at 5 am then

the art is really cute these characters are really cute too esp the protag

i know its just the tutorial but i am very nervous LOL doing service jobs make me nervous (even tho this is only a fictional one)

bro protag why did u skim the interview thing 😭 is that why u've had 28 jobs in 7 years 💀

ooh interesting the cooks have an order in which they cook meals i need to remember that

wow so theres a lot to do huh theres seating the customers, taking their orders, bringing those orders to the kitchen, serving the food, going to the cash register to take their payments, cleaning up the tables AND throwing out the trash its a lot more than i was expecting,,,, lol good luck to me i guess

so like fun fact im actually not that good at playing games LOL esp this kind of game where theres like people and they have like a happy meter kind of thing going on i wonder if any of the endings will be tied to how well we do during the work day ?? probably

also can i just say that the music is really good i like the kinda jazzy (is that the right word??) vibes going on

it makes me less nervous about serving customers since its very chill LOL

WHY IS THIS CUSTOMER HITTING ME WITH A HARD QUESTION

I HAVE NO IDEA IF WE HAVE TO-GO BOXES OR WHATEVR WHAT HUH ?????

there is a right answer and i have no idea what it is im gonna lose my mind please. ok well lets pick an answer

im gonna go 'no' since the restaurant has a strict menu that changes daily right? so maybe they wouldnt do to-go boxes or ordering ahead and stuff (RIGHT???)

oh phew ok i picked the right one

LOL the banter between the protag and the tutorial guy (i dont know his name)

??? what the hell this customer just left right as i got the food bro 😭😭 have some patience damn this aint a fast food place

now i have to throw away this perfectly good meal (sorry cooks)

oh no now the real game is starting uhh aight alright then lets go

ok so that was like only three customers, i did pretty well but the day's not over yet shdajhsdsakhj i feel like a disaster n it was only three customers LMAO

oh it was only 3 customers for day 1 nice (i got jumpscared by the sound effect for the day ending LFMAO)

ooh green onion rolls,,, it looks good damn now i want to eat LOL

BITCH YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?????? damn,,,,

the music for this area is pretty chill tho

THE BATHROOM IS FLOODING??? AGAIN ?!??! BRO ??? THATS DISGUSTING

the window has a horrible view its just another building

oho? she? who???

bro dont leave the dishes for later thats sooo gross

??? HOW DID YOU BURN CEREAL???? WHAT DID YOU EVEN DO ??

i am appalled at the protag's lifestyle i cant even

so he has not finished writing lyrics and love letters for this girl he mentioned earlier the game is not revealing her name and im wondering why hmm its very sus

sorry im laughing so hard??? its mostly empty except for some cans and the fucking green onion rolls im cackling?? they look so out of place in this fridge LMFAO

bro how are you so bad at cooking that you burnt food in the microwave??? what are you doing???

wait. is his bed the couch???? bro i feel so bad for this guy

he biked through the rain,,,,, and he thought doing it fast would dry him,,, in the rain,,,,, im starting to understand why he somehow managed to burn cereal

he doesnt own an umbrella

aww this is cute thanks boss

he LIVES here??? wow damn his apartment is upstairs thats very cool

LOL protag keep ur mouth shut

day 2 here we go

SHIT HELP I TOOK TOO LONG ONE OF THE CUSTOMERS LEFT NOOO im restarting jkdsljlds its a good thing i saved

ahh i did way better this time but the day ended right as i was about to take out the trash LOL

oooh those look tasty too

oops ok so like i started day 3 right

well i was like 'i'll take out the trash before serving any customers' so that i can just easily clean up the tables right

uhh but then suddenly this happened ??? so like protag dropped the bag and cut their finger and the boss is having an odd reaction to the sight of blood methinks

HTHE BOSS JUST SLAPPED HIM ??? WTF

bro he just slapped him then was like 'oh dw someone else will clean it up' hello???? you just slapped ???? me ???

ok then moving on to the rest of the day i guess??

kinda weird looking but it still looks appetizing (the magic of art LOL)

oh shit theres a magazine ?? oops im gonna go back and read through previous ones oh nevermind its just the same one lmao

ohhh so this is where i buy items ok aight

and this catalogue is how our protag knew about the job for a waiter it also has an interview with our boss (Chef Vincent Charbonneau, i finally know his name) about the low number of employees i was wondering why we were the only waiter in the restaurant and i guess thats why

ok i bought the rollerskates cuz i need to be faster for the customers

oh and u can interact w the telephone to call 'her' but she doesnt pick up oof

sorry what is happening right now

what is that weird squelching sound?!?!?

BRO?? WTF WAS THAT ??? so like his body felt itchy, pressed Z to scratch and then suddenly lines were all over his body and then knives came out and i am so very confused

i think that was just a dream but what a weird nightmare

i guess onto day 4 then ?? at least i have my sick new rollerskates now

ooh that looks tasty

man i think im too slow cuz the timer always runs out while one more customer is still around lmfao, oh well

oh shit another nightmare

ohh so i can only equip one item at a time hmmm well since i bought the watch anyways i guess i'll use it

PFFT A CUSTOMER LEFT SORRY LADY,, she was waiting to be seated but i was preoccupied with serving food oopsies

restarting the day then

the nightmare hmm is the protag's name Rody since thats what it says on the label

DAMNIT I TOOK TOO LONG AGAIN

ok im just gonna use the rollerskates this time

AGGHH I KEEP TAKING TOO LONG ON THIS ONE CUSTOMER

restarting again,,,,

should i just let it go? probably but im not going to

IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND IVE RESTARTED SO MANY TIMES

ok well youve not seen it but i have restarted day 5 soo many times and i am hungry so,,, here's where i'll leave it for today

even though i am struggling and getting frustrated, im really enjoying the game so far! i wish i wasnt so terrible at playing it so i could see more of the story LOL

like what is up with the boss? who is this girl that the protag likes so much? what is up with his weird nightmares??? and will i ever be able to finish day 5 ?????

tune in next time LOL byebyeee