#but she has to live with herself because of course SHE got revived
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im so normal about thalia and jasons relationship (no im not)
#thalia spent all those years pushing down her feelings about jason because he was dead and if he wasnt he was good as dead#finally to find him again only to have to go because it was her duty#then he dies a hero#but she has to live with herself because of course SHE got revived#but jason didnt.#fucking survivors guilt.#and once again#she has to move on and continue her duty#and do you think it haunts her at night that theres a chance she will live for centuries when her brother died at like 16#thalia grace#jason grace#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson and the olympians#heroes of olympus#toa#trials of apollo#tbm spoilers#riordanverse
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Right, I m going to go insane loredump about something but I need to say if you haven't read THIS post by @was-that-a-pun you're going to want to read it first, then come back to what I am doing.
Done that? Great! Venture under the read more at your own peril.
Right, so just re-summarizing what pun said, this is basically an AU where the toy experiments are not just underground work mules, but a genuine attempt to help children who are suffering from incurable ailments. This is where I expand even further. Elliot Ludwig, while deeply invested in the creation of toys, also had his fortune invested into the medical advancement.

This is because his daughter Poppy, who they named their popular Poppy dolls after, was diagnosed with a type of heart cancer that was rapidly growing as her quality of life steadily increased. Studies on reviving dead rats using a mixture of poppy flowers and several other ingredients had been very successful, but generally the rat would die again shortly after due to underlying issues in the body itself. This was when Dr. Harley Sawyer, head of the team, suggested they attempt to move the now functional organs to a different body. Before they even had a chance to begin tests Poppy began deteriorating to a degree where she wasn't going to make it, and so they started with her.

She was an unprecedented success, and an un-replicable one. Almost immediately Playtime Co. had both staff members with ill children and ill staff members offer themselves up to test, after of course more testing had been done with animals to ensure it wasn't a total fluke, and quickly everyone realized this was actually possible. Playtime Co. medical division was given government funding to continue to work on this research (all children and adults who are tested have volunteered for this) and they quickly established a hierarchy of what works best and what doesn't.
Initial tests with shells called Miss and Mister Delights (named after Amelia Delight who is an employee at Playtime Co. and due to chronic strokes offered herself up for testing) determined that the more human like a shell is, the harder the transfer procedure is. Of the 15 attempted, only 5 survive currently, though 7 in total were successful. (Two ended up passing away shortly after due to organ failure). All were adult volunteers from both factory workers and outside.

Each of them suffers from rather severe mobility issues and health conditions, requiring them to live on the property. This was when Playcare was established and some proper work could be done!

Playcare was a lot like a care center combined with a hospital. Patients that are currently waiting to be operated on, alongside patients still recovering from operation all live there (and their parents if they so choose). Set up with several common areas, specialized outdoor areas (see the big dome in the back) so toys and patients can get out while still being supervised, and many more, it is meant to be a home away from home for these kids! The whole place is run by Stella Greyber, with Dr. White as the head Physician. Dr. Sawyer, while he mainly works in the labs does frequently visit to advise and monitor progress. Speaking of Dr. Sawyer, you’ll notice here he is in fact a robot still! This is because Dr. Sawyer began developing his own health conditions while working on the project, and as such began to work on their most experimental body by far in case things got too far. After a severe stroke that lead to even more severe brain hemorrhaging, Harley was forced to be transferred into his robotic body.

While very functional he suffers from a lot of phantom pains, and has a very difficult time eating and drinking. However he is a very stubborn man and he is actively improving his body as he lives in it. Unlike canon he is not a sadistic monster, but he is still totally a drama queen. He is very uptight and super invested in his work, coming across as a total hardaft douche at first glance. He really just doesn’t know how to talk to people, especially children, and tries to avoid them if possible. While he mainly exists in one robotic body he is capable of of plugging himself into the lab’s mainframe system and existing like he does in game, but it is very labor intensive and causes migraines. Dr. Sawyer is constantly trying to push for improvements, his goal would be to one day be able to make little robotic or plastic replicas of the children’s bodies that are actually capable of housing the kids AND growth, allowing an almost normal life. It is a long ways away but he is determined to get there.
Jumping back to the toys! After much study and testing they have figured out roughly which toys are most effective and provide the safest procedures, and which toys are more risky! Of all the toys the easiest and safest procedure would be critter toys. For some reason they have the highest success rate of every other toy type. The biggest downside though would be the quality of life post the procedure.

Critters are very small obviously, they have done bigger ones (different from the bigger body critters, think large Baba Chops) but often the critter bodies can be very unbalanced. While updates to the critter designs have allowed for flexible mouths and fingers they still require a lot of help in everyday tasks such as eating and bathing themselves. Despite that, with a proper care guide (and time spent in Playcare with their parents being properly advised) they can generally return home even if going to school and work on their own would be difficult to impossible.
Mini Wuggies, plastic shelled toys, and long legs all have their own pros and cons that are discussed out with parents and their children before anything is done. They all have a very similar success rate though!

After that would be the bigger bodies (quad toys are generally avoided unless the child and parents are both fully informed of how that can impact quality of life, but some kids really really want to be a specific toy and Playtime tries to honor that when possible. Anyway, Bigger bodies have the lowest success rate, the most diversity, and generally the highest quality of life in terms of what they are capable of.

You’ll notice every kid has a tag around their neck or name tag, alongside a bracelet around their wrist! This helps identify them to doctors who work in playcare (all bigger body toys live at playcare as of now but work is being done to have them and their families return home permanently) that way the doctors know what health conditions they have and what room they need to be in. This is probably one of the few times you’ll see me draw the dough boys, and where I differ from Pun! I think Jack WAS still an accident, but the three of them went through the dough procedure separately. However it was quickly determined that dough was not stable enough to use as all three of them have difficulty keeping their forms solid for very long, and struggle with a lot of memory issues. The trio just ended up becoming fast friends being some of Playcare’s permanent residents. They can combine into Doey, though it is hard (really really hard) and they can’t hold the form for long, but that is just a side effect of how unstable they are. Susan and George live at Playcare alongside Kevin’s mom. Matthew’s parents don’t live in Playcare but do visit frequently.
Memory issues are common in bigger bodies, Kissy has them pretty badly and has to have an escort as she will end up in rooms and not remember how to get back fully. Like Pun said Poppy is somewhat a celebrity inside Playcare and she gets a lot of attention from other toys (which she doesn’t like) but she does like hanging out with Kissy!!
Many of the Delights (even those who didn’t previously work at the factory) have taken up jobs at Playcare, helping toys adapt to their bodies alongside the doctors and educators they have on staff! While not focused on it, Playcare does still have some involvement with local orphanages, trips to and from Playcare and the factory are common for both sides to make!! Playtime Co. is making a concerted effort to normalize the existence of living toys while they try and perfect a more humanoid body for the kids, trying to ensure as normal a life as they can for these kids!!!
Think that’s all I have besides a bunch of random interactions and character details I have in my head haha. This was very much a one off post bc I used to do roleplays with like “mutant/super power kids living in an isolated school/hospital/lab and living their lives” all the time growing up XD it is a concept I am very fond of, and was happy to ramble about a bit!!!
#justabeewithapen#art#my art#poppy playtime#poppy playtime chapter 4#Poppy playtime au#here come the character tags prepare yourself#harley sawyer#dr white#elliot ludwig#stella greyber#poppy doll#Miss delight#smiling critters#nightmare critters#mini huggy#craftycorn#maggie mako#boogie bot#mommy long legs#kissy missy#doey the doughman#matthew hallard#kevin barnes#jack ayers#woof! That was a lot#Hope you guys like this haha#Pun hasn’t named the au yet so I can’t tag that
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𝒮ins 𝑜f 𝒯he ℳanor ۰ sjy

𝑔ardener!jake x 𝓁ady!reader ⚹ cw. set in 1880s, angst??, fluff, mentions of arrange marriage, love at first sight??, jake is down bad, sunghoon punches jay lol, heeseung mentioned grahh, theyre just rlly inlove idk, toxic family kinda, not proofread
synopsis: Y/N L/N, a lively aristocrat, finds herself in love with Sim Jaeyun, the estate gardener. Their secret romance defies societal expectations, jeopardizing both their reputations and family honor as they navigate the treacherous waters and the consequences of cross-class affection.
or in short, wherein Sim Jaeyun finds himself longing for the infamous nobleman's daughter the longer he works for their estate.
notes, word count is like 5.7k haha, i wrote this for 3 nights, anyway i rlly loved writing this! if you like it to, please reblog~
The day you were welcomed to the world, your mother has always told you how your grandmother washed your face with water that had rose petals in the basin with it. She had said that doing so will grant the baby beauty.
You weren't sure if that moment had any connection on your adoration to roses now that you've grown to a fine young lady. Usually, a smile would be adorned on your face whilst you stood admiring the roses in one corner of the huge garden you and your grandmother had built over the years, if it weren't for the fact that the roses were wilting now.
Their usual bold red color has gone darker and its petals drier. You could revive them, obviously, but you didn't know how. Your grandmother died three days ago and throughout your life, she had taught you everything you needed to know in gardening.
Now it looks like she forgot to teach you one thing. She was always quite forgetful.
Two warm hands placed themselves on your shoulders.
"Do not fret, my darling. Your father has already secured the assistance of someone who will restore your roses to their former beauty." came the voice of your mother as she squeezed your shoulders reassuringly.
You stood unresponsive before turning to look at her.
"Thank you, mama."
"He shall arrive by noon tomorrow. Let us return to the manor; it is growing rather dark."
With that, you turned your back on the wilting roses and walked away. Atleast, by tomorrow, one of the two things you loved and lost will be brought back. Hopefully.
-
"You got a job with the L/N's? That's huge! What will you be doing there?" Sunghoon, a friend of Jake's questioned eagerly.
Jake patted his trousers, removing unwanted dust that had clung on to him whilst he prepared everything he needed.
"Well, just some gardening, of course. That's what I was told. That's what I do for a living." he answered briefly before putting his sling bag over his shoulder.
Sunghoon scrunched up his nose, "That sounds a bit dull, even though I've expected it, but good luck! I'll see you around!" he says as he pushes his friend by the shoulders and jogging away from him.
Jake huffed and began his journey to the L/N Manor.
The walk was rather peaceful, greeting acquaintances he meets along the way and helping some when he notices they need one.
Looking up the sky, Jake came to an abrupt stop before coming up in a sprint.
He said he was to arrive at noon, and noon was approaching much sooner than he planned. He supposes it was because of the constant helping hand he had lent towards the people he came across with.
He should really stop doing those at the wrong time.
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"You are tardy, young man. You should consider yourself fortunate that only Lady Y/N is waiting. The Earl and Countess are presently engaged in their duties elsewhere." An elderly housemaid nags, tutting disapprovingly at the sweating young man infront of her.
"I'm terribly sorry, really am." Jake spoked in between pants, he saw the housemaid's glare soften before he was urged inside as the elderly woman led him towards the back of the manor.
Jake could only gape at the size of the house, oh what he would do to live in a house like this.
His mouth only widened at the sight of a large garden where he was now walking into, the elderly woman still leading him somewhere secluded.
He spun around but continued to walk, admiring the scenery infront of him. There were various of colorful flowers like tulips, pansies, marigolds, lilies.. everything. He could spot a greenhouse in one corner, a pond in another, a fountain in the middle, and a maiden standing over a bush of.. wilting roses.
Guess he found his job.
"Lady Y/N, the gardener has arrived. Should you require any assistance, please do not hesitate to summon me."
And with that, Jake was left alone with the Earl's only child and daughter.
"Pray excuse my tardiness, m'lady. I was detained by.. an unforeseen matter." he spoke softly.
Turning around, you were met with big brown eyes staring right back at you. If you had noticed the way they widened, you didn't mention it.
Eyeing him up and down, you studied his appearance. He was dressed in beige trousers and a white linen shirt with its sleeves folded up until his elbows, he wore a brown sling bag and a small black beret sat on top of his rather long black hair.
Father would've nagged him for that.
"M'lady?" his voice was rather attractive, you noted. It suited his face.
"Pardon me, I was under the impression that you would be somewhat older." you sent a small smile as he scratched his nape.
"Ah well-"
"Please don't misunderstand me! I am delighted to be speaking with someone of my own age... You are of similar age to myself, aren't you?"
Jake broke into a wide smile, biting his lower lip as he chuckled. The heavy load on his shoulders seemed to have been lifted. You weren't like those.. pardon him for saying, brats, that he had worked with from the past.
So far in his life, Jake has encountered two noble families (your family being the third), considered that he was the grandson of the greatest gardener in town.
The Baron's twin daughters spoke in this shrilly voice as they constantly nagged him for cutting the stems of their flowers when he had only wanted the plant to absorb more water properly. He had been sacked the same day.
Meanwhile the Viscount's daughter only flirted with him any chance she got and when he had rejected her politely and respectfully (he didn't want to lose his job and ruin someone's reputation, also because he wasn't intrested), she bawled and at the end, he was fired and was forever banned from their manor. Not like he's planning on coming back anyway.
So seeing you with pure kindness and innocence written all over you, gave him a bit of hope that you'd be better than the previous daughters he had dealt with.
"Yes, I am, m'lady. I am Sim Jaeyun. Please, do call me Jake." he bowed his head lightly before stepping forward, now standing side by side with the pretty maiden. He eyed the roses, some were dying, some were already dead.
"My grandmother passed away four days ago; though you may already be aware of this. She and I planted these roses together, but since her funeral, they have begun to wilt. I am at a loss as to how to restore their former beauty." you spoke softly, brows furrowing as you crouched down and caressed one rose that was still of color and beauty.
Looking up at the attractive boy, you sent him a genuine smile.
"I do hope you can assist me, Sim Jaeyun."
"Do not worry, my lady; it would be the last thing I'd do."
-
The next day, despite the usual bright sky being covered with dark rain clouds, Jake had a small smile on his face as he began his journey to the manor he'd be working in for the next following months.
Not only was he going to take care of the roses, but he was also offered the job of maintaining the garden's beauty, regardless of its heavy responsibility he did not think twice in accepting the offer, maybe it was the pay that made him accept or maybe it was the simple love he had for what he does.
Upon arriving at the manor, he was immediately led towards the garden by a different maid this time.
Jake skipped over towards the rose bushes and began to do his work. He had noticed that you were nowhere to be found, he had atleast expected to see you hanging around in the garden.
An hour has passed and he was now tending on the marigolds, admiring its beauty and sprinkling it with some water.
He felt a drop of water on his eyebrow, then another on his nose. It was starting to rain.
Jake didn't know why his first thought was to run to the greenhouse when he was much more closer to the manor's backdoor. He followed his gut, and now here he was, stuck in the greenhouse as the rain echoed inside.
"Mr. Sim?"
Turning around abruptly, he was met with your wide eyes staring back at him.
You were wearing a custom made dress in a shade of light blue, it fell down until your shoes weren't visible. Your hands were covered in dirt as you stood infront of the tomatoes.
"Lady Y/N! How delightful to see you!" he greeted with a smile before it fell as realization dawned to him.
He walked closer to you, his eyes scanning your form. Now that he was closer, he could see some stains of dirt littered on your neck down to your clothed torso.
"May I ask what brings you here?" he questioned, looking at the tomatoes on a basket before averting his gaze back to you.
"I was simply attending to the tomatoes. This is how I pass the time, as there is little to occupy me within the estate." your soft voice could kill millions, he thinks to himself. He takes a handkerchief from his trousers and held out his hand.
"Do you mind if I..?" you stared at his hand and shook your head, bringing your softer hands against his.
He began wiping away the dirt, trying his hardest not to look up and stare at your face. Jake knew that you were fairly beautiful, but he was already crossing the line of holding your hand and tending to you.
For goodness sake, you have your own personal maid who's job is to do this!
"I did not anticipate the rain today; I came here straight away upon finishing my breakfast." you had explained, looking up at the clear ceiling of the structure and watching the rain drops fall.
Jake dropped your now clean hands gently before walking towards his discarded bag on the ground. "Here, I have a coat in my bag. You may drape it over your head and return to the warmth of the estate. It will be far more comfortable there than it is out here."
"And what of yourself? You're not intending to remain out here, are you?" Jake gaped at you, his mouth opening and closing as he swallowed down the lump in his throat.
Having no response from the young man, you added, "I shall remain here with you until the rain lessens somewhat."
"But-"
"I insist."
So with that, the two of you stayed together sharing stories of your own experiences, sharing laughter, and slowly building a bond.
As the rain slowly calmed down, Jake had thrown his jacket over your head and led you out the greenhouse. His arms were still holding on to the jacket to keep it from slipping off whilst your head was practically shoved in his chest.
The sounds of your laughter were silenced with the pitter patter of the rain as you two ran back to the manor.
"Lady Y/N! I was searching for you—oh dear! We must get you cleaned up before your mother arrives and sees you in such a state. Come along, quickly!" your personal maid whines as she nearly rips you away from the gardener's arm, not sparing him a glance as she took the jacket off your head and on to the floor.
You spared him a glance over the shoulder of your maid, smiling and mouthing 'thank you.' Jake was quite sure that you've brought his heart with you as you walked away from him.
That day, you learned that Jake had a deep connection to nature and craftsmanship. He was undeniably refreshing compared to the suitors your mother would force you to spend time with. He was authentic, extremely kind, and he longed for a life defined by passion and purpose rather than societal expectations. Just like you did.
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For the past few days, Jake had been visiting the manor to tend on the roses and everything else. Everytime he did, you'd be sitting somewhere far yet near enough to see what he's doing. He would never admit it, but everytime he woke up in the morning, all he'd ever think about is seeing you.
If you weren't in the greenhouse, you'd sometimes be under a tree and have a book with you, maybe a tea, or your white feline friend, and sometimes it was just you and your pretty face.
Occasionally you'd even approach him and crouch down beside him, just watching the way his hands work on your precious roses. Maybe even share hidden caresses of each others hands as you two worked together on some days.
Today was one of those days.
"Do you see what I have done?" Jake spoke, gesturing over the basket filled with dead roses and leaves. "I have removed the roses that were wilting, dying, and drying. These were afflicted with diseases that might spread and endanger the remaining roses."
"I have also removed some of the weeds growing around the bush, as they might be competing for the nutrients that should be going to the roses themselves."
He only received an understanding nod and a small smile in return. During these moments, he had to hide the shake in his hands, not because of fear. He was overwhelmed, you were too pretty to be true.
Pausing in his words, he stared at your face. Memorizing each feature.
Then suddenly, he found his fingers tucking a fallen strand of hair behind your ear. You merely stared back at him, letting him caress you.
He was developing a crush on someone he knows he shouldn't. He'd be banished not only of this job, but possibly his house too. He knows it's impossible for an Earl to do that, but he'd be able to financially ruin him and his grandfather that would cause them to leave their warm abode.
As much as he wanted to pursue you, he could not, and he (somewhat) already accepts that. So, he'd stand firm and do the job he's told to do.
"It appears that you two are finding much pleasure in each other's company."
You immediately stood up and dusted your dress to get rid of the dirt that had clung to it.
"Mama.. I was only-"
"Inside the manor, Y/N, we have guests coming, and your father is seeking your presence." she cooly said, her cold eyes staring straight at the gardener who was now also standing.
The girl simply nodded, sparing a quick glance at Jake before walking back to the manor.
"Your ladyship." Jake bowed his head before meeting the eyes of the tall woman.
"I trust you have not forgotten your duties. You are to attend solely to the flowers; becoming familiar with my daughter is not part of what my husband has entrusted you with, am I correct?" she raised an intimidating brow at him.
"You are absolutely correct, my lady. I assure you it will not happen again."
"I hope so, especially now that she is to be wed to the Duke's son. You are dismissed for today. Good day." and before he could even answer, the tall woman turned her back on him and walked away.
Jake felt his world come crashing down.
As he picked up his gardening tools he couldn't stop the tightening in his chest, he knew he had no right to feel this way. He was a gardener, you were an Earl's daughter.
You'd be better off with the son of a Duke. You won't gain anything from marrying a gardener, someone who cuts plants for a living and lives off of minimum wage.
Closing his eyes briefly, he exhaled and slapped himself in the chest in an attempt to get rid of its tightness.
As he said, he'd stand firm and do the job he's told to do.
And that is to tend to the roses, and not become familiar with the only daughter of the L/N's.
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"What has you feeling so low?"
"God! I didn't expect to see you awake gramps." the sudden voice of his grandfather surprised him so much that he had accidentally slammed the door of their home so loud.
"And I'm not feeling low, merely fatigued, that's all." he added and dropped his bag on a stool before taking a bread from their kitchen.
His grandfather squinted his eyes at him before clearing his throat, he opened his newspaper before reading out loud.
"Lee Heeseung, son of the Duke, is reported to be betrothed to Y/N L/N, daughter of the Earl."
"Gramps, you should go to bed. You need to rest; why are you out here?"
His grandfather merely tutts, shaking his head and sighing. "Don't tell me you have become enamored with the daughter of an Earl?" his strained voice grumbled out.
Jake clicks his tongue and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I have not. What made you come up with that conclusion?" he asks, now looking at his grandfather.
"Don't look at me like that." he muttered.
"Like what, son?"
"Like you understand how I feel, as though you pity me." he replied, his eyes turning glassy.
His grandfather sighed, taking a sip of his coffee and gasping loudly after. "I would prefer not to have my grandson's head presented to me by the Earl one random morning. You ought to know better, Jaeyun."
Jake huffed in annoyance, chewing aggressively on his bread.
"I cannot help it! And it is not as though I could do anything about it. She is.. after all, to be wed soon." he spoke with his mouth full of bread.
"To a duke's son too.." he silently added before walking away and to his room.
The old man sighs, taking an old photograph he always kept on his chest pocket. He stared longingly at the girl in the picture who was smiling widely, a rose tucked on her ear.
Jake covered himself in his thin blanket, staring at the ceiling. There was no denying that he held affection towards you. You, who was a free spirit that was a stark contrast to the rigid expectations of the society and constraints he had experienced throughout his life. He had never met anyone like you—curious, admiration towards anything, and your willingness to engage with him and his work.
You made him feel seen and valued, something he rarely feels in the society you both lived in. You didn't care about money, you weren't disgusted by him when he touched you, you didn't push him away.
He loved you dearly, yet it was nearly impossible to have you as his.
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"Papa, I do not wish to marry just yet, I beg you!" you exclaimed as soon as the Duke and his son has left your estate.
Your father merely glared at you over his shoulder before completely facing you. "You will marry! You should be grateful that they insisted on coming here rather than us having to go their estate!"
"But—why? You and Mama promised you would grant me a few more years after my 18th before arranging my marriage!" you argued, nearly in tears.
From behind you, your mother's nose flared in rage.
"Do not think we are unaware of your growing relationship with the gardener! My God, what would people say?" you turned to her, your eyes wide in shock.
"Wha-"
"Everyone in this estate has been observing you both and has not failed to tell us when something prosperous happens between you both. You are marrying the Duke's son, and that is final." your father walks away, leaving you with tear stained eyes as you hear your mother's heels click as she too, walks away.
Ever since that day, Lee Heeseung has begun to make his presence known at L/N Manor by visiting frequently.
Jake still had to work, your mother insisted that he shouldn't be sacked for her own reasons. Although, Jake already knew that she only wanted to rub the reality that he wouldn't be picked over a Duke's son in his face.
Everyday he came over to do his duties on the garden, you'd still be there, but this time with a tall handsome man beside you with your arms linked with him.
You'd still be sat under the tree, but there would be a man beside you with his arm around your waist. He'd still see you in the greenhouse, but instead of gushing over the fruits you've planted recently to him, it would be towards Lee Heeseung now.
Despite all of that, he continued his work until the roses he was tending to were now healthy and beautiful again. His work was now done, he had no more reason to keep coming back on the estate's garden.
Today was his last day. Although the Earl disliked him a lot now, he was paid such high amount for his last paycheck.
Maybe this was their way on telling him to move on and never show his face to them again.
As he was bidding his farewell to the beautiful garden, he was startled by a voice calling out his name. The voice so soft and familiar, his heart beat increased immediately at the sound.
"My lady.. If they were to see me- if they were to witness you conversing with me.." he looked over your shoulder as he stuttered, his heart beating too fast for it to be healthy.
"Come along with me."
"But-"
"I order you." Jake's eyes widened before he nodded.
He followed you, looking over his shoulder in nervousness. He was glad to talk to you and be in your presence once more without the Duke's son beside you, despite the risk of being seen with you- he'd gladly take any consequences (not really) just so he could see you for maybe the last time ever.
You led him inside the greenhouse and when the door closed, you turned to face him. Your former stern face was now worried and in sorrow.
"In three days' time, they are to host my engagement ball with Lord Heeseung." Jake furrowed his brows, he didn't want to know any of this. He had hoped you ordered him to come with you to bid your farewell or throw him a hug.
"My lady, you are aware that it would be most unsuitable for you to extend an invitation to me." he whispered as if someone other than you would hear.
"I am aware, let me talk." he shut his mouth real quick.
"I have little affection for this marriage; I intend to escape on the day of my engagement party." Jake wanted to jump in the air and scream in joy when the words processed in his mind.
He held back and tilted his head, looking to his side. "I understand, my lady, but surely you recognize that it is impossible? With everyone in attendance at the party, there is no way..."
Your frustrated sigh made cut him off. He gulped, he could already see where this is leading, and he doesn't know whether he's up to it or not.
"That is where you come in," you say, stepping closer. "I beg for your help. I am sure.. you would like to, would you not?" his face softened as he felt the warmth of your hand upon his cheek.
He inhaled sharply, his hand coming on top of yours as he too stepped closer. "I do, trust me. However, do not expect success from me."
The nod you responded with filled him with warmth all over, and with his heart controlling him, he pressed his lips to yours. Your lips was what he expected it to feel, soft and warm against him as you both moved in sync. It was full of passion, love, and comfort.
Pulling away, he rested his forehead against yours, his hands now on your waist.
"In three days time." he whispered.
"I shall wait for you." and just like he did a while ago, you pressed your lips against his once again.
-
Sunghoon stared at his friend as if he had grew two more heads. He was crouched down on the ground with Samuel (their small pig) who was drinking his water on a steel bowl beside him.
Meanwhile, Jongseong rested his dirty hands on his hips, looking at Jake with an amused expression.
"Allow me to reiterate your words," Jongseong said with amusement. "You wish for us to assist you in arranging Lady Y/N's escape in two days' time? How amusing." He scoffed and laughed.
Jake groaned, kicking the grass on his feet. "Do not jest! I am incredibly serious." he furrowed his brows.
"You can not be serious. And then what? She escapes and we face imprisonment? Are you listening to yourself, Jaeyun?" Sunghoon finally spoke, standing up from his position.
“I assure you, I am quite earnest in this matter,” Jake said with a gentle, resolute tone, his voice betraying his weariness at trying to persuade his friends. “I am relocating at her behest, and I would go to any lengths for her.”
He paused, casting a resigned glance at his friends. "Yesterday, we shared a kiss. Is that not sufficient evidence of my intent? Must I then demonstrate my affection before you in a more explicit manner?”
The three of them fell into a moment of silence. Sunghoon, visibly distressed, ran his fingers through his hair, while Jongseong, deep in thought, chewed his lip in quiet deliberation.
Sunghoon scratched his head aggressively before speaking. “Doesn’t your grandfather have a secluded cabin tucked away somewhere? You could take her there—no one would be able to find you.”
Jake looked up, his eyes lightening up before shaking his head.
“Yes, he does, but getting there requires a thirty-minute boat ride. Unfortunately, we no longer have a boat, which is why gramps no longer insists we live there.” he responded, obviously crestfallen.
Sunghoon looked down, muttering a small 'oh.'
Jongseong looked at both his companions, inhaling and looked at Jake straight in the eye. “Actually.. my late father had a boat. Mother no longer values it, so you could make use of it.”
Jake smiled widely, thanking both of his friends. Now all he had to do was tell his grandfather.. and make sure your escape would be successful.
To say that he was nervous was an understatement, he knew that the moment he utters the words "help" and "escape" his grandfather would deny immediately.
So here he was, eating supper across his grandfather who looked like he was getting chased down by a bear with how fast he was devouring his food.
"Whacha staring at for kid? Eat." the old man grumbled, pointing at his untouched plate.
Jake cleared his throat, “Gramps, the cabin you have—would it still be livable?”
His grandfather looked up from his plate, raising a brow. "'Course it is, I expect so. Left that ruddy cabin clean before I had to move here to take care of 'ya." the younger merely nodded.
The old man leaned back on his chair, exhaling. "What are you planning on, Jaeyun?" he asked, squinting his eyes at him.
"Lady Y/N requires my assistance in.. escaping her engagement ball in two days' time." Jake whispered, playing with the soup infront of him. He shut his eyes, ready for a lecture when he heard the seat of his grandfather moan against the floorboard.
Jake sighed in defeat. Even though he would have Jongseong's father's boat, he would not have the key to the cabin. It's not like he could keep the lady cold outside or in a middle of a river.
Before he could stand up and retreat to his room to come up with a new plan, his grandfather dragged a chair beside his and sat down. The older man's wrinkle filled hands dropped a key and an old photograph on the table.
“I admire your bravery, son. Had I been less cowardly, I would have done exactly as you have in the past.” he looked at his grandfather, who merely gestured towards the photograph.
Jake's nimble fingers took the old and worn out paper, staring directly at a woman who had a rose tucked in her ear. She looked oddly like the woman who has his heart in her hand, he thinks.
"That is Adelaide L/N. Lady Y/N's late grandmother." his grandfather whispered longingly, smiling slightly at the sight.
“What we had… was something society would not view in a favorable light. Thus, I let her go, despite her pleas for me to take her far away so we could live the life we desired together.” His grandfather sighed deeply. “I was overwhelmed by fear of scandal, and it overshadowed my love for her.”
"Gramps.."
“So, I will not tell you to stop. But I will urge you to be cautious. I have told you once, and I tell you again: I do not wish to receive my grandson’s head on a platter,” the old man said sternly, then patted his grandson’s shoulder and gave him a firm side hug.
Smiling gratefully at his grandfather, he leaned on to his side as he looked at the photograph still before taking the key.
Now all he had to do was take you away.
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The day has finally come and so far it was going pleasantly, for your parents atleast. Everyone in the ballroom was dressed beautifully, congratulating you and Heeseung for your engagement. They were all convinced that you both were inlove, which was far from the truth.
You had been at it for hours, greeting guests and dancing. You had started to lose hope, maybe Jake realized that what you asked for was incredibly stupid and risky.
Just as you had fully lost all your hope, a sudden shout from outside took everyone's attention. It continued until everyone was now crowding over the entrance of the venue.
You gulped, it was now or never.
"Excuse me." you had tried to pry Heeseung's arm away from you, but he held on to you tightly. With furrowed brows, he looked down on you. "Where are you going? It is dangerous to go wandering around alone."
"I truly only wish to retire to the powder room."
"If you insist. Please, be careful." you only nodded as he finally let you go. You practically rushed to the comfort room, gathering your dress in your hands so that you would not trip.
Yesterday, you received a letter from Jake. Explaining what he had planned for today. You could nearly recite the whole letter if someone would ask you to for the many times you've reread the letter.
Dear Y/N,
Everything is set. I will not disclose in this letter what I have planned entirely in case this letter falls on the wrong hands. On the day of your engagement ball, my friends will create a disturbance outside the venue to draw attention away from you so that you could flee without anyone's watchful eyes. I understand your concerns, but please know I did not coerce them into this; they insisted, saying it was something they had long wished to do. Should this distraction fail, simply excuse yourself to the powder room, but enter the men's; there is a large window there through which I will be waiting. Once you are out, we will escape together to a place where no one will find us.
I know it is not yet appropriate to express such sentiments, but I must tell you in advance. If all fails, remember that my love for you is unwavering, I would give up my life for you if I had to. I am deeply grateful for your trust.
Yours forever,
SJY
Entering the men’s powder room, you felt a sense of relief when you found it empty; any unwanted company would have made the situation quite awkward.
Just as he said in the letter, there was a huge window and through it, you could see Jake who's worried eyes widened at the sight of you. You rushed towards the pane of glass, unlocking it and sliding it up.
Jake helped you climb over the window, and once your feet touched the ground the door of the powder room burst open. There stood Lee Heeseung, his brows furrowed as he looked between you and Jake.
Grabbing Jake's hand, you made a run for it as you both ignored Heeseung scream for you to come back.
You both continued to run, repeatedly tripping and looking over your shoulders every few seconds. The grip you had on each other was tight, no intentions on letting go.
Finally, you reached a huge lake and a figure waved you both over. “It’s all set up. You two should hurry; Sunghoon just got escorted out. The fool actually punched me in the face,” said the taller man, gesturing towards the boat and indicating his eye, which was beginning to swell with a bruise.
Jake nodded, patting the unfamiliar man's shoulder before guiding you to sit on the boat. He boarded with you and pushed the boat away with a canoe. Before the boat could go far, Jake spoke.
“Thank you so much, Jongseong, really. Please tell Sunghoon that I owe him my life!” he shouted, which earned a stern glare from Jongseong.
He merely sent a thumbs up at his friend and a salute to you before running away to avoid getting you two caught.
Jake now faced you, a smile on his face.
“I scarcely believed you would truly follow through.” you whispered, bringing your knees closer to your chest. The boy across you chuckled, biting his lip, overwhelmed with nerves and joy.
“I told you, I would do anything for you. Even if its the last thing I’d ever do."
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Episode 10 was hard to watch
This episode was hard to watch, I could really feel the stress and despair.
Basically, the Nine Soldiers exist for nothing. They are nothing more than a temporary hope for the people, Baobab never expected them to save the world. They are sacrifices. The lore of Tale of Perishing is really bad. Although the story was created with a bad ending in mind, this reveal emphasises how bad written it was. Literally, everything was useless. Their existence is useless.
With every episode, I start to appreciate Unio more. In this episode he got a bit of character development during his conversation with Justice. At the beginning he was really annoying, but with every episode it’s shown that he really care for Luke.
As for Memmeln, I think she and the two elf are trying to resurrect QJ. The “puzzle” they were doing is definitely pieces of QJ (recognise his antenna) and in the previous episode when he exploded it was shown that his pieces fall to the ground. They weren’t wearing the robes like the other cultist, so they have nothing to do with them.
As for Natsuko, she was really in crisis. She is once again in an artistic block like during episode 1. The Voids copying her drawings now is suspicious. I think the director is behind it. This copying thing started in episode 8, and in the same episode Natsuko showed the director the pegbar. Probably, the director didn’t know about the pegbar power before, but after she discovered and since the pegbar was originally hers, she is taking advantage of it now.
As for episode 11 preview, the title is worrying. Luke desperate expression looking at the pegbar disappearing is very sad.
The only positive thing seems Unio being “still alive”. I mean, he didn’t disappear completely. He still exists somewhere.
Natsuko didn’t appear in the preview, but according to last week interview, in episode 11 she will come to terms with her past self. Maybe we will discover the origin of the voice from the pegbar. I did suspect it to be Natsuko past self voice.
I’m not sure Natsuko will awaken in the real world. Instead, I think she will found herself in a kind of limbo reviving her past memories. Maybe she will be seated in a cinema (like in the opening) watching her past. Don’t know how to describe it, the most similar scene that comes to my mind now is the ending act of Fontaine of Genshin Impact (the Furina trial in the theatre).
After coming to terms with her past, she will be given the choice to return to real world or save Tale of Perishing. Natsuko thinks she can’t do anything to save the world, having lost her powers, but if she still have Unio’s broken horn, it could come in handy.
This would be a hard choice, because choosing to save Tale of Perishing means she has to give up the real world forever. I really want an happy ending for Luke and Natsuko, but her returning to reality is more realistic because she has her movie to finish to close her character arc. But, at the same time, the movie wasn’t her idea. She was given the job from her boss, more like a challenge.
I think it’s not bad for her character arc to choose to save the world creating something original capable to change the course of the original plot, defeating the director, and at the same time finding true love.
in short, the “Hatsukoi” movie was a misleading narrative device from the beginning.
And Luke deserve to be happy, since he was born/created as a “legendary hero”, forced to live in battle and lose his friends all to keep a false hope. He wasn’t wrong saying it’s all the Soul Future fault.
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hey, i have an idea for a good story. being an idol can be problematic when it comes to relationships and sex. NCT Mark is well known for his friendship with Mina from Gugudan, the two idols can help each other out quite well and have fun in bed. another example is Jeno and Mina from Twice, they also had their time. they all have the same problem so what's stopping them from having sex! (i don't mean a foursome!! i'm just giving two separate ideas with a similar plot)
One-shot #25: Mark & Mina – Presenters to Lovers
This is the 25th story in my broader Mixed One-shots series. Unlike my Quick Fix series, One-shots are usually longer and more story-driven.
Celebrity: NCT Mark x Mina
Sex Content: Eating pussy, Missionary, Use of condom
Type of Sex: MEDIUM
Word Count: 5.5k
Story: A young Mark is reluctant to say yes to a new job – because she will be his co-presenter on stage. Mina is his former classmate, and when they meet again it reignites a past attraction.
This is a story that has been through some ups and downs. Immediately when receiving the request I went way overboard and sort of outlined a whole mini series about Mark and Jeno with their respective Mina's. Let me ruin it straight away: that's not something you're going to get, sorry 😅
Because I went overboard I lost all passion, and for a while I thought there wouldn't even be a single story after all. But the idea did still stick with me, and then one day when I was supposed to be working on something else I hashed out the story you now get in this post. It's just Mark and Mina, no Jeno.
But it was very rushed. It wasn't a great first draft. And I then thought I would scrap the whole thing...
…only to revive it again some time later. I rewrote parts of it and changed it from a two-part to a longer one-part story. I think you can still tell where the break was supposed to happen – there's a shift in tone – but I've done my best to smooth it over.
Now here it finally is. Please enjoy this Mark & Mina smut, based on their real life history and work as co-presenters, and of course on the great idea in the request 😀
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Mark wasn't happy and excited at all when he was offered the Music Core presenter position. In fact he was mortified. It took a lot of convincing before he finally agreed, but man is he glad he did.
He knew that management had put his name in the hat. He was flattered by their confidence in him. But suddenly the reality of it all sank in. He was eighteen years old and so scared and certain he wouldn't be able to handle it that he initially flat out refused.
He was repeatedly told how great he would be which only added to the pressure and anxiety. He was reminded that he had plenty of stage experience already yet he brushed that argument aside. It should and would be a cake walk for someone like Mark Lee, and the people around him were confused and a little frustrated with the young man's child-like reluctance.
Where did this sudden stage fright come from? Was he going through some teenage phase of awkward self-doubt? What could they say or do to make him come to his senses and see what a natural talent he was?
“But Mina will be by your side,” Mark was told, referring to his co-host-to-be and former classmate. “Doesn't it feel good to know your friend will be there to support you?”
If only they knew the truth. Mark couldn't very well tell them and he never did. The problem was not stage fright or a lack of confidence. It was Mina herself, and she was the only person in the world who would ever know that.
Mark and Mina had a short-lived but major history, well before they got up on stage together in front of the nation for the first time. Back in school they weren't really friends at all, but they weren't just classmates either.
They had shared similar goals and aspirations and that's what once brought them together. The reason Mark was so scared, and why Mina was a problem rather than a friendly face to rely on, was because he once lost his virginity to her.
That's right, Mark was being pitted with the first non-family woman who ever saw him naked. He had dreamt of that day ever since. To see her again now was terrifying, specifically because he felt he had to be perfect for her.
She was the cause of the pressure and anxiety because he wanted to impress her. In other words, she was quite the opposite of the blessing people around him believed her to be.
It's not that their first time was a bad experience, not at all. But they had only kept in sporadic touch since and any closer relationship had never formed. The prospect of seeing her again, in this new setting and what felt like a lifetime later but which was really just a couple of years, made him horny, afraid, nostalgic, excited and insecure all at once.
He was genuinely afraid. He worried that she would find him inadequate, that he wouldn't live up to her expectations. A disappointment. He didn't want to tarnish the great memory, and was convinced that his heart and mind wouldn't be able to take the embarrassment if he somehow failed. In front of her.
At the same time, maybe the true or deeper reason behind his hesitation was not the fear of embarrassing himself. Maybe it was the fear of them sleeping together again. Because he honestly believed her to be way out of his league, and his young heart was afraid to be hurt. That was his real worry.
He did eventually agree though, both despite and simultaneously because Mina was his female counterpart. And it turned out to be the best decision he ever made.



Today, several years after their reunion on stage, Mark and Mina's stint as co-presenters feels like an emotional blur for a multitude of reasons. Though he's proud and happy that he did it he can only recall glimpses of it. The fact that he can't even remember why he was so worried in the first place is probably a good thing.
Teenage hormones tend to play tricks on a young man's body and mind. But as an adult, Mark can't even remember what the big deal was. It's funny how a man's mind can change in so much in just a few years.
As presenters the duo was praised for their professionalism and charismatic banter. The fact that they once slept together probably helped, in the end. They supported each other both on and off stage, and as their professional relationship formed and grew, so did their friendship and Mark's maturity and perspective.
In short, not only did it turn out to be a fun job, it was the start of a long overdue friendship. Mark and Mina became close, and this time they stayed in touch. One important reason for that was that something else happened, another thing he didn't tell many people about and certainly not his managers.
Young, naive and working with the girl he had a major crush on – because yes, that's essentially what it was all about – Mark experienced new emotions and the possibilities and freedoms of a grown-up. As did Mina, who had followed Mark's career since those school days.
Perhaps it was only a matter of time before it happened. If they hadn't been paired up like this it probably never would have, but when fate brought them together the attraction was still there.
It never left. And yeah, as you'll have guessed by now, at some point in the middle of their brief time as colleagues, Mark and Mina found themselves naked in bed together again.
Mark might not remember much from their time on stage. But he certainly remembers that night off stage. It was one of his most memorable sexual experiences in his teens, and he's so glad he finally dared to say yes. Yes to hosting, and yes to her.
*****
Mina had fond memories of Mark. It was a shame that their relationship in school never amounted to much more than being classmates. Classmates who once explored their sexuality with each other.
For a year Mark was just the guy she lost her virginity to. Then he became famous, and she borderline stalked him throughout his early career. She stopped when they became co-presenters, and a handful of comments online bashed her for being too clingy. It was a painful reality check.
Ironically, it was Mark who made her feel better. He understood her, or at least her position in the public eye. When she learned that he had been hesitant to take the job because of her she laughed about it, but quickly realized that it was actually kind of sweet. Mark hadn't forgotten about her either.
To reunite on stage in front of the nation was indeed a unique situation, but above all a fun experience. And, as they quickly figured out, the sexual attraction between hadn't gone anywhere.
Mark had just turned nineteen when they inevitably ended up having sex again. He made fun of Mina for still being a year younger, though in reality they were the same age and her birthday was just a few months away. Making illogical jokes that were perfectly logical in his oddly wired but absolutely brilliant brain was his strange way of flirting.
The banter on stage often continued off stage too. His unique sense of humor was part of the reason why she still found herself attracted to the man. Mark was a fun and sweet guy to hang out with, and the flirting – which went both ways – worked.
*****
In the years that followed the two friends and lovers became something just short of a couple. They never dated, not even unofficially. They were never close friends who saw each other daily. But they did have sex again, many, many times.
The attraction that had always been there was restricted by youth and inexperienced, but as adults they could let it blossom. In the spotlight and unable to freely date others, they found in each other something that was surprisingly common in the Korean music industry, but also something that was exceedingly rare. Much to the amusement of their friends they became the definition of two people who were friends with benefits.
The sex was always good, and with time it became great. Even as they grew up further and gained experience with other lovers in their lives, they always found themselves returning to each other for more.
But it wasn't just about satisfying a sexual need. Mark had found someone who understood him, not just as a public figure but on a deeper level. Mina would be by his side for many years to come, and in some ways sleeping together was just a bonus. It was as much about a need for comfort and an escape as it was about two people who genuinely could relate to each other on so many levels.
It was a unique relationship that still holds to this day, one that neither of them would change anything about. They both knew early on that they were never going to be a real couple, but they were both happy and thankful to have each other in their lives. As colleagues, lovers, and friends.
This story is not about their present relationship as friends with benefits though, nor is it about their very first time. It's about that second time, in the midst of their season as co-presenters when Mark was at the height of his worries and anxiety.
*****
There was nothing romantic about the way Mina suggested it. She simply just asked, and Mark said yes. In hindsight working together was the best decision, as it was the start of a sexually loaded friendship that would last for many years.
Like Mark, Mina lived in Seoul. Unlike him, however, she had her own apartment. One night after work he found himself in it. Just how they got there is another thing that remains a blur in his memory.
It had been a while since he touched her naked breasts for the first time. To do it again now felt incredibly good. He massaged them, kissed them and rubbed his body against them before their clothes had even come off. He simply couldn't stay away or get enough of them, even when his anxiety was so powerful.
In fact, the fact that she wanted him to touch her was a major reason why the worries became lighter and weaker. A lot of his anxiety stemmed from his imagination.
Mina was turned on by the lustful actions of her friend and colleague. He felt more secure than last time, like he actually knew what he was doing this time around. She was more mature too, and that fact played a major role in the future development of their sexual relationship.
Only an hour had passed since Mina suggested the thing she had wanted to suggest for months. Now here she was, already partway through their time as co-presenters, squirming with her legs spread and her shirt up to her neck, and with Mark's hands and lips all over her body.
She had undone her bra but not taken it off. It still loosely rested on her chest, pushed slightly to the side by Mark's fingers. He had his hand inside it while his body gradually made its way between her thighs, as he eagerly ventured further and pushed himself closer to her.
In the heat of the moment there was no self-doubt at all. Just pure, young love and attraction, topped with a sexual desire so strong everything else faded in the background.
Mark had on a t-shirt and a pair of light jeans. Mina was wearing sweatpants, the same pair she always put on after a show. In this moment she was very happy with her decision to finally invite the man home with her after work, ultimately to do the thing she'd been wanting to do in the time since she basically stalked him.
Happy was not the word Mark would use to describe the situation. He was extatic. His heart was beating fast and his mind was racing. He'd dreamt of this moment since he felt the folds of a woman for the first time, back in school when they were classmates and neither of them were famous.
Mina giggled at his excitement when he took the bra and yanked it off her. He raised his head and smiled down at her chest. Her breasts were perky but flat as gravity pulled them down, and the sight made the boner in his pants throb.
Mark came down and attacked his lover with his mouth. He kissed and licked one boob while massaging and squeezing the other. He touched her waist and pulled her in, while rubbing his groin against her thigh.
The arousal they both felt was intense. The reunion in bed felt long overdue.
Mark's lips jumped south, from the chest to Mina's stomach. He occasionally glanced up at her face, watching her pant with her eyes closed and mouth slightly open.
He mostly went by instinct. He was experienced and comfortable enough in bed to know roughly what he was doing but his actions weren't premeditated. He simply did what felt good and right in the moment, encouraged by Mina's reaction and the fact that they'd been naked together before.
He kissed her stomach and belly button. He reached the pants and undid them. She raised her hips when the pants opened and he slowly pulled them down with his fingers.
He got hold of the edge of her panties. He was going for the treasure and knew where to find it. Soon her pants and underwear slid over her ass, and Mark instinctively planted his mouth on her folds.
She was wet. He was eager to explore her body. As her clothes slid further down her legs he kissed her inner thighs and caressed her soft skin, and the worried about taking the job were long since forgotten.
The whole situation felt nothing like he had thought. It was endlessly better and not at all a case for concern.
Mark played with his lips on Mina's vagina and stuck out his tongue, and she let out an audible gasp. Last time they had sex he had been clueless and too scared to do anything other than the basics. This time he did what felt natural and it came easy to him. He had certainly matured by a lot, and wasn't at all scared of the woman any longer.
While Mark lay on his stomach and kissed and licked his lover, Mina reached down between her legs and touched his head. She raised her hips and pressed her folds against his mouth, and eventually got hold of his t-shirt. She pulled at it, dragged it up his body, and exposed his lower back.
“Mm,” she moaned and took more of the shirt in her hand. Mark kept smacking and kissing between her legs.
“Do you want to have sex?” he suddenly asked and briefly looked up.
Mina stopped moving and raised her head. More or less shirtless, bare-chested and with her pants down to her knees she stared down at the head and adorable face in her bed. Mark's big eyes, serious expression and his mouth still on her folds made her giggle.
“You didn't just ask that?” she said.
Mark was confused. He thought she wanted it. He certainly did. But he could hardly believe she had fallen for his flirting and thought the question was more than valid. His brain still told him this was all too good to be true.
Then it clicked for him. It wasn't just him who had matured. Mina was an adult with needs and desires like anyone else, and she didn't have to reply.
Of course she fucking wanted it, and he suddenly felt dumb for asking. Still, she found it nice and adorable that he was still considerate enough to ask.
When Mark did catch on he quickly pulled himself up. He left the vagina alone and went in to kiss her lips. They made out with a sudden, adult passion, and when she pulled on his shirt again he sat up straight on his knees between her thighs and took it off.
Mina pulled her leg in and around the front of Mark's body. She sat up and reached down to take her pants and underwear all the way off. Mark immediately started to unbutton his jeans, while Mina pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor.
Memories flooded them both. They were simultaneously so into the moment that they didn't really stop to think, and so strongly reminded of the past it was all they could think about. It was a feeling, one beyond sexual attraction, and one they both recognized and liked.
Mina rolled sideways and reached for a drawer in her bedside table. Mark rolled on his side too and pulled his pants and socks over his feet. She found a condom and held on to it, turned on her back and watched. When Mark was down to only his boxers, he returned to her lips and their naked bodies embraced.
They made out for several minutes, rubbing their horny selves close together. He kept jolting and thrusting his hips, pressing his bulge and boner against her side. She spread her legs again, and soon he climbed back on top.
“You sure?” he asked in between lustful kisses.
It made Mina giggle. “You asked the same thing last time and I said yes.”
Mark stopped moving and looked her in the eye. He had a hand on her chest and another behind her shoulder. She stopped giggling and let out a soft moan, then clarified: ”Yeah Mark, I want to do it again. I've missed you.”
The words and Mina's lustful panting made Mark feel all warm inside. He'd missed her too and, consumed by the anxiety induced by the idea of working with her, temporarily forgotten just how much. But there was a time when he couldn't stop thinking about her, about how great his first time was.
He wished they were better friends back then, and for months after they took each other's virginity he had thought of nothing but her. Now here he was, back in her room, thrusting on top of her naked body. It was a recurring dream come true.
Mina caressed his legs with her feet and stroke his back with her fingers. She was still holding on to the condom and played with it on his skin. Mark kept gliding back and forth while gently massaging her boob, and they kissed and touched in ways that felt incredible.
Until Mina's hand slid inside his black boxers and she held the other in front of his eyes. The sight of the condom wrapper prompted him to suddenly pull away and roll off her.
He sat down and raised his ass and instinctively pulled his underwear down. He quickly got naked while she unwrapped the condom and scooted closer. He lay back and relaxed when she first kissed his shoulder and chest, then grabbed his dick, touching it for the first time.
Back in school she never saw it. He did the work and she was so nervous she never even tried to catch a glimpse. Now she wrapped her fingers around it like it was nothing, pulled the foreskin back and placed the rubber on the head.
She rolled it down and he held his breath. He stared at the ceiling, suddenly worried again. Worried that this wasn't real, and that if it was real, he'd disappoint her after all.
“That took so much longer last time,” Mark joked to lighten his own thoughts. It was true though.
“I've had a lot of practice,” Mina said and winked.
That actually gave Mark a piercing sensation of jealousy. But when Mina was done and leaned in over her friend, that jealousy quickly vanished.
She kissed his lips while still holding on to the dick. She stroke and squeezed him while they made out again, and Mark's lips were pulled in by hers.
He halfway sat up. He put his hands on her body and turned sideways. He moved closer and she lay down. Before long he was back on top, the dick wedged between their stomachs.
They were indeed more experienced than last time. They had both had multiple sexual partners since then. But they were still young, still learning, and the sex that followed was great but nothing crazy.
The dick kept kissing its target as they grinded their bodies together and made out. They touched and squirmed, Mark thrusting repeatedly between Mina's legs. She raised her knees and he caressed her thighs, her waist, her breast and neck. His hand moved up and down along her body for several minutes.
It was hot. They were both horny. It felt great, but the dick just kept gliding back and forth and miss.
At some point this started to worry Mark. He had already been worried he'd disappoint. Now he couldn't figure out why things weren't working on their own. He couldn't ever recall this being an issue before, and considering how hard he was and how wet she felt when he ate her out, he figured it shouldn't be an issue.
He tried various solutions. He raised his ass and thrust in different angles. He slid down a bit to get the head into a new position. And he even reached in to use his fingers, but even that failed.
The whole time he kept kissing his girl and tried hard not to show what he was thinking. He genuinely feared he was doing something wrong.
“Here, let me,” Mina said and stuck her hand in. The fact that she had noticed him trying made his heart sink.
She touched the dick and he lifted his ass to give her space. She pushed it down against her labia and he raised himself even further. He quickly closed his eyes when she looked at him, then felt incredibly relieved when the head was suddenly engulfed by her folds.
The sensation was amazing. Not only was he relieved by the wet vagina swallowing the tip of his dick felt so, so good. As he sank back down on top of her the shaft slid all the way in, and he was immediately reminded of the sensation her body gave him the first time around.
When they kissed again he used the full length of his thighs to make wide up-and-down motions with his ass. Mina spread her legs further apart as he repeatedly pushed his organ into her. She let out a deep sigh and Mark allowed himself to moan.
“Mm, mm,” he said still with his eyes closed.
“I've really missed you,” she whispered which made him feel really good.
They lay like this for quite a while, slowly fucking while smacking their lips together. Mark's hand returned to her breast. When he raised and moved his chest sideways to be able to feel more of her with his fingers the dick briefly popped out, but this time it quickly slid back in again.
The sensation made Mina gasp. She open her mouth and her hips jolted. The dick slid deep inside and Mark let out a soft grunt.
This was indeed a dream come true. Mark felt like he was in heaven, and Mina was experiencing similar emotions. Perhaps they had both been worried about their new job, and being together like this took off the edge.


Mark and Mina lay together for nearly forty-five minutes. The dick kept gliding in and out as Mark slowly pushed and pulled his body on top of her. He kissed her lips, massaged her breasts, and their lust came and went in bursts.
Sometimes they picked up the pace, when Mina raised her knees and Mark’s ass moved a little faster. Sometimes they lay completely still, lips on each other’s mouths and the dick resting and throbbing inside the woman. And sometimes Mark spread his legs, pushed himself up on his elbows, and bent his neck to passionately and violently kiss the breasts. Whenever that happened he was simultaneously overcome with rapid jolts of passion.
But not once did they change positions. Laying like this in each other’s arms simply felt too good. It was an amazing experience, and thanks to how great it felt in their hearts it wasn’t their last time naked together. In fact this night was the start of something really great.
In future they would get more creative. Sure, they would spend time just like today too, but sometimes – quite often, actually – they’d be brave and explore further. They’d grow very comfortable around each other and with time the sex would – at times – be quite raw and rough.
Mark had already had sex much wilder than this and Mina had too. Today was just about getting to know one another. Again.
Yet despite their future growth in bed, at no point in their relationship was it ever even hinted that they would be a couple. They both just knew, somehow, that they were only meant to be friends. Friends with amazing benefits. Compared to the first time they hooked up that was already a major step up.
If management ever found out about any of this there would be trouble. Two colleagues with a public image to protect, doing naughty things to each other that shouldn’t be mentioned outside the privacy of Mina’s bedroom. They would certainly assume they were a couple, and make a big fuss about the importance of keeping romantic relationships hidden.
Actually, at one point they did find out, and indeed it did have minor consequences, though mostly the two friends were just embarrassed. The assumption that they were a couple, and consequently being forced to explain that they were not, made the whole thing unnecessarily awkward. But that’s a story for another time.
Right now, however, after those forty-five minutes of plain but wonderful sex, Mark felt like he needed to finish. It wasn't that it just happened, he had to focus on getting there.
As much as he loved the sensation of it all they couldn’t stay like this forever. So when a burst of lust and passion came over him again, he immediately decided in his head: this is it. It was time to reach a climax and complete the experience.
Once he put his mind to it he became very focused on it. He suddenly had a goal: to come inside the girl. Premature ejaculation had never been an issue for him, quite the opposite. In order to orgasm he really needed his mind to be clear. The same was true when he masturbated.
Mina could sense that something changed in him. Mark became more eager, but he didn’t squirm and grind and touch her the way he did before when lust took hold of him. Instead he became stiff, his legs and upper body almost motionless, yet his ass moved faster.
He thrust into her at a rapid pace, and stopped kissing her altogether. Instead he buried his head by her side, and she tilted hers back as she gasped and panted.
The dick rubbed her in the same spot again and again. The friction subjected to it made Mark open his eyes wide. He stared at Mina’s ear and held her tight under the shoulders, while he pulled himself onto her repeatedly.
She caressed his flexing arms and locked her legs around his. Her knees were raised in the air and she used her feet to push, aiding Mark in his motions of desire. The mattress shook and squeaked and the friction brought Mark to the edge, until he let out a deep sigh and groan.
Mina moaned to encourage him when she felt that he was getting close. “Mm, mm, mm,” she said repeatedly.
Mark panted and grunted again. “Ah, ah, ah, ah, mmmpfh!”
His stiff body jolted and he squeezed her shoulders tighter. He pushed his pelvis down hard and jammed the dick deep. His skin was warm, his muscles tense, and he jolted again when he orgasmed.
“Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh!” he exclaimed when his dick erupted and he released his cum into the condom. The dick jumped when he ejaculated, and Mina rolled her hips a few times to show that she enjoyed what was happening too.
She may not have come herself but she didn’t need to. Mark was wonderful and she wanted him to know that. “Mm, mm, yeah Mark,” she moaned when his body became flushed and hot and he jammed his organ into her a few more times.
“Ahhh, ahhhhh,” Mark sighed deeply. “Holy shit.”
“Mm, Mark, I’ve missed you so much,” Mina added.
Mark collapsed in her arms and she lovingly embraced him. He closed his eyes, kissed her neck and relaxed. She smiled at the ceiling and stroke his warm back, the dick still inside her as they both came down from the energy-intense activity.
They lay like this for several minutes, just holding and feeling each other. The dick eventually grew slack, and after a while Mark started to wonder if the condom was still on.
He slowly pushed himself up on his hands. He looked Mina in the eyes and they both smiled. He kissed her lips a few times, sweet pecks as if to tell her, ‘I’ve really missed you too.’
Soon he raised his body higher and gently pulled out. He sat up on his knees and looked down between their legs. First at his dick, to make sure the condom was still there which it was. Then at the vagina, which he had licked and kissed not long ago. Even now after the act he could hardly believe he got to be inside it.
He put his hands on Mina’s legs and stroke them. He kept smiling as he caressed her hips and stomach, and leaned forward until he could touch her breasts. He felt them, one last time before officially ending the sex, and concluded that he was one lucky man.
He was glad they met in school, because if they had not been classmates odds were they wouldn’t have worked together and shared a stage today. And even if they had, odds were they wouldn't have ended up sleeping together. Their history mattered a lot.
When he was satisfied Mark lowered his ass onto his heels and spread his knees. He reached for the dick to carefully remove the condom, and grimaced when the shaft and head were freed. He made sure to hold everything down as not to spill.
Mina observed what he was doing. She glanced at the condom and the sperm inside it. She giggled and threw her head back while Mark tied it together, then looked up again when he held it out and asked her: “Where can I put this?”
Mina pulled herself higher on the bed and sat up. She took the condom from Mark’s hand and turned sideways to put it on the bedside table. When she returned she slid back down and made herself comfortable, and pulled on Mark’s arm to bring him in.
He lay down beside her and they kissed. They rolled toward each other and made out. Wrapped in each other’s arms they gently felt each other's presence, and simply enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being together. Naked, spent and at ease.
*****
Following their sexual adventure in Mina’s bed there was a certain glow between the two friends. People around them could tell that they’d become closer, but put it down to them having grown into their roles.
The banter and chemistry between them on stage improved, and even the audience could tell that they were growing together. While most people assumed they were just getting more comfortable, rumors started to flourish. Rumors about the nature of their relationship and whether they were in fact dating.
Only Mark and Mina knew the truth. They were not dating and never would. But their relationship had definitely changed, and it was far from the last time they slept together.
In fact they both became somewhat obsessed with it. In a reality where they couldn’t freely date and explore their sexuality with just anyone, having each other was a real blessing.
And with time their sexual connection and activities changed too. They had gone from innocent and insecure first time lovers, to adults so horny and eager they behaved as if they’d just discovered sex again for the first time. Eventually, as they got to know each other’s bodies and minds, that sex became wilder, daring and more experimental.
The friendship that never was finally blossomed. The benefits it came with were pretty incredible.
Mark was beyond happy that he said yes, to the job and to her.
#smut#kpop smut#nct smut#nct 127 smut#nct dream smut#mark lee smut#nct mark smut#mark smut#nct mark#mark lee
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Introducing; my version of Rise’s Venus de Milo! (OUTDATED; adding the canon design for BM���s assistant!)
(she/her/thon/thons) She’s about 9 ft tall since she’s equally based off of Frankenstein, IDW Venus and the OG Venus de Milo. more info about her and her life under the cut! (Like, a lot more info, she’s been living in my head since last April) (She’s a year old and I’m only now revealing her info!) (HBD Venus!!)
Her Family in the Hidden City
Big Mama had her made by a scientist/patron of hers during the first 2 seasons as a synthetic competitor for her Battle Nexus, but after her change of heart in the S2 finale, she took thon in as her heiress and daughter to try and do something right for a change. It’s very hard for her. Her parenting style is a good balance of gentle and stern but she thinks praise is a good replacement for emotional vulnerability and it’s turned Venus into quite a megalomaniac. Venus just calls her “Mama” and BM calls her “Veedee” (If she calls thon “Venus,” thon’s in deep shit)
Time wise, after the movie she’s physically at age 1.5, 2 years old, though mentally thon’s about where Leo and Donnie are, 16. (Still very young, please keep in mind she is a child and has big eyes like the teenagers in the show, she’s just tall. If you sexualize her I will send you to the shadow realm. BEHAVE.)
Venus also sees the doctor that made her, Dr Shelly, as her father, and they’re quite close. She spent the first few weeks of her life in his home, mostly in his library where she filled her head with everything most people know intuitively. She often can recite information she has no memory of learning, these first few weeks were less like learning and more like remembering information but from no memories.
Venus’s closest friend & surrogate older sister is Jennika, who works as Big Mama’s assistant (and a fine artist!) under the codename “Frida.” The 2 spend most of their days on diplomatic missions in the Hidden City mafia underworld and managing/restructuring the Battle Nexus to be more ethical. Venus is a naturally studious academic who loves philosophy, literature, and of course, renaissance art, so adults tend to think she’s mature, but only Jennika really knows how naive she can be. Jennika misses her human family, so they’ve really latched onto each other.
She picked her name out herself. When thon was first revived, Shelly rushed up to her and almost addressed her with a name starting with V but stopped himself before he could say it in full. Changed his mind and said that he supposed that name probably wouldn’t fit right now. So she had a preference for a V name.
Thon’s Physiology
It’s quite the mystery how he did it, but the secret to Venus’s sentience is a machine that manages to convert any matter she digests into energy in the form of empyrean. This is why she was mostly kept a rapunzel-like secret for the first few months of her life before she had Jennika as a bodyguard. Nobody knows about her heart except herself, Jennika, Shelly and Big Mama.
If she bleeds or cries, it glows bright green, so she hates both because thon feels like she’s drawing attention to herself. She’s insecure about most of her organic parts anyway and pushes herself to appear stoney, inorganic and perfect. (The consequences of idolizing and wanting to emulate a literal goddess statue, skill issue) It’s not like her fears are completely unfounded though, she has no idea where Shelly got her dead body parts.
If she’s too stressed, the seams on her upper arms bleed and they fall off like a gecko tail. She kinda looks like the og Venus do Milo statue when that happens, it’s a bit gruesome.
To represent her need to balance the organic/inorganic parts of herself, thon’s biggest dreams vs realistic expectations for herself, her right hand is organic (and based off the 2012 turtles) while her left is robotic. (& made to look like big mama’s claws in her spider form)
Goals & wants
She wants to overthrow the council of heads and rule the Hidden City as president. (Through a democracy of course!) She sees them as ineffective and useless, she went to them during the Kraang invasion to tell them something needed to be done about the alien invaders but they did nothing and said to let the turtles handle it. She’s grateful everything turned out well but she still has a grudge against them and the way they run things. Big Mama thinks she’s silly and Jennika thinks she’s a mentally unwell, workaholic, megalomaniac but pizza supreme as her witness, thon’s gonna do it.
Thon wants to be a good, ethical leader/politician (oxymoronic, I know lmao) and sees the increasing amount of Battle Nexus estate Big Mama entrusts her with as practice for managing yokai society. She would love “the Good Place.”
She also wants to know more about Jennika and for her to reconcile with her father.
Venus’s arc
“Your life is your own, ok?!” She struggles with dehumanizing (de-turtle-izing?) herself because she believes it makes her greater, more fit to achieve her goals. When the fact that she’s a mortal, breathing, living being, that can’t possibly be anywhere near divine like thon thinks she needs to be hits her, she spirals. Thon desperately needs to learn that being imperfect is a necessary gift, that she is “the protagonist of her own life” and that you don’t need to be a great person to do great things, you just need to be a person.
She’s very studious and seen as intelligent and mature for her age, but when she’s put in real life situations after meeting her cousins, the turtles, she has to learn to to manage imperfections and embrace them.
She’s quite based off of MP100 and Barbie haha.
For this internal conflict I was inspired by how the original character’s depiction back in the 80’s was really,, dehumanizing? if that’s the right word? Misogynistic very much too. I find the message that; “no matter what other people think of you or what you think of yourself, you will never be anything more or less than a regular being” both comforting in itself and a neat subversion of the original VdM since one of my favorite aspects of Rise’s writing is how subversive it is.
I can’t wait to show you more of her! Esp how she interacts with the Mad Dogs!

Bonus; Design Details!
All the turtles have shape motifs; square, rectangle, circle, triangle, her’s is a Raindrop shape! Combined with her electric motifs she’s a bit of a storm cloud lol
The Turtles’s shells are s-shaped and follow the curvature of a human spine, I draw Venus’s shell really distorted and disproportionate to this since she’s inorganic.
Similarly, while the other turtles shells and plastrons are like boxes that contain their whole torsos, thon’s kinda just sits on top of her torso, where her plastron ends and her legs begin don’t line up. It started out as an anatomical error but i liked how it made her look distorted and off somehow. (Kinda gruesome, but it kinda helps her look like a bloated corpse, which is what she is aksjks) To be clearer, the difference between how the mad dogs’ shells/plastrons/bridges(sides) are attached to their bodies vs Venus’s is like the difference between a bodysuit and a t-shirt.
#rottmnt#artists on tumblr#digital art#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#venus de milo#venus tmnt#venus de milo tmnt#my art <3#gonetoforks’ art
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I'd like to talk about the fact that I doubt that Singed really got a happy ending. Yes, that's probably enough for him. But I still find this ending sad.
I'm not going to talk about what disappointed some of Singed's true fans right now. Namely, this is what he was given a primitive sentimental motivation. In general, someone doesn't like the fact that the goals of this character were reduced to bringing his daughter back to life, instead of him doing everything purely because of his scientific interest. Now he can answer any question "for the sake of my daughter." However, in general, I like this turn of events. I haven't played LoL.
So, in the finale of the second season, we see that Singed has achieved his goal. His daughter is sitting at a table and admiring a box with mechanical ballerina, while her father sits down next to her and looks happy. But let's think about what it cost him. This is, in fact, an unhappy character. I'm not saying that everyone else is happy. But nevertheless.
We don't know about his past, but he probably lost his wife if he was the one raising Orianna. Of course, a woman could despair and break up with him on this basis, but maybe Orianna wouldn't have died if she also had a mother who looked after her. So I'm inclined to believe that Singed's wife was dead after all. So, he lost his wife, and daughter is the only thing he has left of a loved one. Accordingly, that's why he values her so much and wants to preserve at least one part of his ruined family at all costs.
Now imagine that this man lost everything, and he was also kicked out of the academy. I don't know if it was before Orianna's death or after. But in LoL, Orianna didn't die. She just gradually became a robot and lost her humanity. Or was Singed not kicked out? Did he resign because of financial problems? I can't say for sure. Was it said in Arcane? I only remember about the resignation. I'd be grateful if you could clarify this point. But, one way or another, he lost both his family and his job.
Singed had led a lonely life for a long time, and where he lived, only his terrible experiments, silence and a dead daughter awaited him. Most likely, there were also many painful and overwhelming thoughts related to the past. He was alone with it all. And so on for many years. Thanks at least to Viktor (I'll add here a meme that was made by guineapigeddie, sorry)), Silco and his work that he had some kind of communication. And he was just great that didn't give up, didn't go crazy, but continued to try to find a solution, putting his life on healing the loved one from the death.

He also suffered severe burns to his body, especially his face, as a result of which he even lost his lips and an eye. It must have been very painful and traumatic. Isn't that the price?
But what is the price for? As a result, he managed to revive Orianna, yes. But who is she now? A robot or a puppet that will never grow up. She will only be able to return to her hobbies, work, and maybe make friends with someone. But, most likely, she is infertile or even asexual, so Singed will never see the birth of his grandchildren, and even, probably, the moment when his daughter finds a partner and will be happy in this sense. Although the question is whether she wants it herself. If so, it was bad, and it was selfish of him to bring her back to life. Did she even want to come back to life? Will she be able to socialize? Would she blame her father for the bad things he did for her sake? Maybe she'll give up on him eventually. Or she'll be left alone when he dies and won't be able to adapt to life.
And who's Singed now? An old and ugly (not for me ^u^) man who was called a monster, the meaning of whose life is now tied only to his daughter. Someone who is stuck in his past. He lost a lot of time, which now he will never get back, and he has relatively little of it left. I think it's a controversial happy ending. A happy ending with a taste of bitterness.
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At the roots Adam is a cruel man however he did not come out a bad person. Adam is created the ribs of the LORD created in the image of the creator therefore favored and receives lots of heaven pampering. Sera embedded her essence into him she had hopes for him considering herself a parental figure to him. Well of course being the first man did inflate his ego and all of the praise he got from the other angels. Initially he was a man and a somewhat decent human despite being a control freak and when things do not go his way is very combative and prone to yelling Lilith has a way influencing him in the best ways and was the sole reason he was a fairly decent man at all.
The loss of Lilith was Adam's first descent in becoming the way they are and Lucifer and hers revolt. Lilith refused to lay beneath him and wanted to be equals which caused his combative temper to flare and Adam hit her across the face in rage at not getting his way. Loosing Lilith was his first descent into becoming the way they are the one person who kept him grounded and influenced him in the best way and it filled him with bitterness. It was not just loosing her that heavily effected him. Lucifer was somebody Adam once trusted and was their only friend and when he started up their revolt he did not only just betray heaven he betrayed him and it caused Adam a lot of pain mixed with severe jealously, while Lucifer can and Lilith can rebel he had no choice as to stay behind ordered specifically ordered by Sera that he must use their God given gift to create to uphold Eden to prevent it from collapsing Adam has always been very Rule-abiding and taken his role as first man very seriously and so that is what he did, and as a consequence was heavily isolated. Given that Lilith was his emotional support naturally his solitude very much effected him, left there to boil in their bitterness and drown in their pain consuming him spending everyday alone all alone and animals are not good company as they can't talk. Loosing Eve. It took time for Eve to be created during the time which the revolt was going on and war there was not exactly time for creation. Then after a long time finally she was created, her creation was the first time that Adam almost felt happy after such a long time period of complete solitude God ordered the two of them to have two children aka Cain and Abel then their two sons were sent to the newly made Earth as the first two humans to inhabit it. Then not long after that very abruptly Eve was taken from him given the fruit of knowledge further, just like that that somewhat decent mortal man he was once was gone replaced by a man who only feels hatred and anger, it was his REAL turning point. Then kicked out of paradise too sent to live on the Earth with his sons but Adam rejected this there more love in his heart only sheer hatred and a vicious desire for revenge. 4,000 BC. Adam abandons their two sons and then him with no survival skills at having lived much of his life inside the garden he then died he ascends to to heaven and is rewarded with divine ordainment and becomes an angel he didn't rebel like Lilith and wasn't tempted like Eve he's always taken his role as the first man seriously and obeyed the rules. The tremendous amount of power he now has goes to his head. Power goes to Adam's head now he is even more powerful then he was once as a mortal man! he can do so much more. A combination of hatred and a powerful viciously uncontrollable desire for revenge such that it consumed whole him and controls him and millennia of being able to get away with anything turned him into the psychopathic asshole that he is and never letting go of their hatred. Even after he ascends to angel he continues to revive favors because he is the first man and continues to be very much favored. Uncontrollable Bloodlust and being entertained over the years when annually killing sinners feeds into the factors of what caused him to become the way they are.
When hatred and revenge fills you, you become the worst version of yourself. That is what happened
#🎸: cause hell is forever whether you like it or not: Adam#Adam is heavens nepotism baby. anger and hatred and a strong desire for revenge caused him to become the why they are
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I'm absolutely deranged over this sweeney revival and so sad it's closing because I think this might be the only iteration of the show where it's like. very obvious that this version of sweeney and mrs lovett are fucking. like that's pretty clear, right? in most renditions it's played like a largely unrequited thing, with mrs lovett attempting over the course of the show to get sweeney to love her despite the fact that he's utterly uninterested.
that was...that was not the case in this version. and the place where I think that becomes most apparent is actually in "a little priest," because I think this is where the transition takes place. prior to this the 2023 show is playing out broadly the same as usual, with mrs lovett focused primarily on getting sweeney to look at her for more than five seconds while sweeney is plotting his revenge. I'm not sure how annaleigh played it live, since I didn't get to see her take and haven't found any decent (publicly available) clips of her, but sutton made some interesting choices here where she's always got her hands hovering over sweeney but rarely does she actually touch him (this was most apparent to me during "my friends" and "wait"). it was like he was something she desperately wanted to hold but couldn't bring herself to yet. like he (or the tenuous bond between them) was made of glass and she was afraid to break him (and it).
that changes after "a little priest." because for the whole show up to that point, sweeney is, as in every production, completely uninterested in her. he seems to reject her advances, doesn't initiate much if any contact with her, and at most treats her as a business partner. but the second mrs lovett suggests her whole baking-people-into-pies scheme, that seems to change. suddenly he's holding her arms, pulling her into a dance, he grabs her face at one point- it was like this little flash of genuinely visible evil from her (which she normally tries to cover more than he does) suddenly attracts him in a way nothing she'd tried up 'til then had. and sutton as mrs lovett responds to this, and that seemed to be the motive behind her iteration of the character playing up the cannibalism humor and making all these jokes about who they could bake into pies. it's like she's suddenly gotten a dash of the affection from him she's been craving and now she's going to do everything possible to keep him laughing, to keep him focused on her and not the judge.
from that point on in this version of the show, I think they're sleeping together. do I think sweeney ever truly falls in love with her? no of course not, that's entirely against the point of his character. but I do think this version of sweeney has more affection for her than other iterations have. more than any other production I've personally seen, this one presented them as a couple, a real partnership, to the point that "by the sea" reads less as another attempt at seduction and more as a legitimate proposal made from one established sexual partner to the other. (the acting choices here also make it.......................almost impossible that they're not fucking I mean she...there's this whole thing with her feet and his suspenders and it's so funny but there's no way. there's no way they weren't sleeping together, just trust me.) and all throughout that song he reacts with the usual sort of annoyance that you'd expect for the character, but there were a few times I'm sure he smiled a little, I was close enough to see it- and whether that was aaron breaking character a bit or a legitimate acting choice I have no idea- but either way it made him seem a little bit fond of her, even when he was irritated.
some people might not like this, since it does sort of go against what was the original intention in the script, but I think it adds another layer of tragedy to the ending if they were genuinely together. because they were so close. they were so close to having some kind of life together, some kind of happiness that wouldn't ever replace the life sweeney had lost, that wouldn't ever replace lucy or johanna, but it could have been a life. maybe even a nice one (minus the whole murdering-and-baking-people-into-pies thing). but it can't ever be because it was only ever happening under false pretenses. because mrs lovett lied. she almost had everything she wanted, she almost had him, but she could only get it because of that one lie, and she loses it all because of that lie too. and that's ultimately her tragedy.
#I have so much brain rot over this production right now I'm so sorry#...fun fact though I was first introduced to this musical when I was thirteen with the movie version and pretty much ever since then#I have had a Thing for evil women so#thank helena bonham carter for that one#this show is also why I never took the discourse around 'problematic fiction' seriously lol#y'all clutching your pearls over steven universe ships wouldn't last five minutes in the musical fandom circles that I spent most of 2012 i#sweeney todd
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Walker "The Quiet" review
The episode opens with Cordell and Geri happily bumping into walls while making out before Cordell leaves for work where he ends up bumping inside a runaway tractor trailer driven by a thief the rangers have been tracking for weeks. James and Trey are also in the trailer though they're only there because Cordell had jumped into the moving trailer, which he claims was inspired by Trey's first case. Trey doesn't want credit for Cordell's latest impulsive antic, but it all ends well when Cordell does a homerun slide into the baddie's face and just like that, we’re off to a good start.
5 months have passed to explain August’s growth spurt during the real world’s Hollywood strike that delayed Walker’s return by 11 months. August now looks like a younger clone of the actor that played Sam Winchester’s adult son in the Supernatural finale, which means he has to be hired for the Supernatural revival as young Dean Winchester II.
The Walker clan pus Geri and Ben are planning Cordell’s birthday with a party bus to a steak eating contest. That of course gets jettisoned when Cassie Perez, a temp with the FBI, arrives at Ranger HQ to recruit Cordell, James , and Trey s help to help the FBI nab drug operatives. August suggested moving the steak eating contest to the Walker ranch and just like that, birthday party back on.
But first, Cassie gifts Cordell a pair of alligator cowboy boots that I'm sure she clobbered the alligator herself during her 5-month stint in Florida, and brings Cordell back to Walker ranch for a surprise birthday lunch. August yeets out of the birthday party early to go to high school senior parties, much to Cordell disappointment who then sneaks away from his own birthday party to look over the latest development of the serial killer Jackal case with Trey. Hey, like father like son!
Cordell and Trey gets busted by James' wife Kelly who immediately recognizes the killer's calling card, a set of jackal teeth. She is upset to learn that the Jackal re-emerged during her re-wedding to James and demands Cordell and Trey to not tell James who is still haunted by the unsolved case. Speaking of being haunted by the past, Stella and Liam commiserate over being forced to take another human life; Liam killing Clint when he invaded the ranch, Stella killing Witt when he invaded Geri’s house. Liam assures Stella she will be fine with time. We learn that Witt initially survived the gunshot wound and escaped the house, only to die 2 miles away on the roadside. The police consider the case closed, but we know it's unsolved as we never found out why he broke into Geri's house.
After a very busy day of taking down thieves, drug dealers, and a steak eating contest, it comes to a screeching halt into “the quiet”. Cordell and Geri spend some quiet quality time and Cordell admits fearing “the quiet” with a daughter at college living away from home and August looking forward to flying the coop.
Trey arrives to update Cordell on the Jackal case and asked him if it was really that bad when James worked on the case. Flashback showing an unhinged James obsessing over the case, avoiding his family and to the horror of his wife, physically taking out his frustration on Cordell (third time we see Cordell being bumped against walls). Trey asked if it was the depravity that got to James. No, Cordell says, it was "the quiet" when the Jackal eluded James.
Besides the normal empty-nest angst by parents, Cordell is also a military veteran who operates at a different level than everyone else. Veterans’ lows are civilians’ highs so veterans get bored very quickly and seek high risk hobbies or jobs. Cordell’s job as a Texas Ranger helped fulfill that high risk need and serves as a distraction until a new reality threatens to bring back “the quiet” resulting from absences: his wife’s death and now his children leaving the nest. Both Cordell and James hated “the quiet '' and Cordell vowed to catch the Jackel before “the quiet” comes back for James again.
Speculation #1: The Jackal heard about the James wedding and wants to mess with James by killing again.
Side note: Cordell and Cassie discussing the Hawkshadow reboot sounds like the Walker Texas Ranger reboot i.e. "more grounded and focus on the family". I really need Cassie and Cordell to go undercover in a Hawkshadow convention.
My score: 8 out of 10, a solid start to the season with the quiet before the storm.
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I am a little annoyed with my ending being so clean and it's not even honest because I have major issues with Wano and how it ended with Momo taking charge instead of Hiyori for literally no reason at all besides misogynistic tradition AND WITH A MILLION GOOD REASONS AGAINST THAT IDEA.
Since Tashigi is on a standing up for herself kick and is high off of the power of women unionizing and obviously has feelings about being treated as lesser than for being a woman. I do think it's possible she would Say Something.
Which, for Tashigi, is like, brashly yelling in the town square about it. And I would love for everyone to genuinely reconsider based off of her very good points, like having an 8 year old instead of a 27 year old as a leader is a bad idea, and everyone loves Hiyori already, and Hiyori has stayed with Wano through those 20 awful years and understands it's current needs as well as or even better than anyone else, as she was actively redistributing wealth to where it was most needed in secret during Orochi's reign.
Maybe Hiyori has thoughts based off of that experience with wealth distribution and her experiences with the interpersonal abuses that are the consequences of ultimate political power over others! Maybe she'd be very good at governing but would not want to have ultimate power and live in a fancy castle while many of her subjects live in the streets or small dilapidated houses! Maybe she'd ask Reiju about how other countries govern differently! Maybe Reiju would be very good at constructing government infrastructure after a lifetime of tearing them down!
Maybe feudalism and following an eight year old in it's name is fucking stupid and in the excitement of possibility immediately post-upheaval people would realize that! Maybe it's not just the revival of traditional cultural life that comes with the dawn but also in addition a newly brightening horizon of more equitable living! I'm sorry I just CANNOTT pretend restoring the Nice Family Patriarch to Ultimate Power was a Good ending. Ultimate Power is bad. and Misogyny is bad. And there's plenty of interesting and realistic reasons that people would use their new freedom to turn away from it! Huge upheaval often creates moments of radical possibility in the public consciousness! It could be fun to explore! Despite the messiness!
And anyways it was annoying because of it's monogamy as well. I actually think O-Kiku would hear stories of their Great Anti-Patriarchal Adventure in Dressrosa and see them brashly fight back against the Misogyny in Wano and would long to join them in their adventures. I think the mutual respect between her and Tashigi and their training sparring could bloom into something very sweet and exciting. I think Reiju would have a lot of fun playing along with O-Kiku's damsel in distress act and would have the strength to carry her around in a way that O-Kiku would find delightful. I think she'd leave with the two of them and in many ways leave her burdens behind.
I mean think about it, she could never have followed Izou into Whitebeard's Boys Only Club At Sea, and never really understood the appeal. Until she saw Tashigi and Reiju leading a life at sea that centered around each other and helping other women. I think this would be really eye-opening and exciting for her and heal a part of her that she didn't know was hurt. Like. Damn you can do that??? Like of course you can do that but I never thought about it... I mean. Like. You two are doing that???? Take me with you!!!!!
And they'd loooove to simply sweep her off her feet and take her away with them. I think her enthusiasm would be really endearing to both of them and of course she can keep up in any fight they get into. OKAY I'VE GOTTEN SAPPY AGAIN BUT. They can still have tense adventures in the future!!! I mean Pudding got taken by Blackbeard, that's not gonna go easy. But they'd have a lot of fun together.... And I love them.
#post ts girl focused rewrite#orrr uhhh#tashigi protag au#or something.#my posts#my aus#I JUST REALLY REALLY LOVE AND ADORE O-KIKU AND I THINK SHE SHOULD ALWAYS BE THERE. FOREVER.#reishiku#basically. hope that doesn't phonetically mean something but i literally have no way of checking#it's cuuuteee it's romantic let it into your hearts.#poly ship#reiju#tashigi#o-kiku#wano arc#hiyori#one piece femslash#hating oda time#<- for blacklist
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Welcome to Hazbin Vale. 1 [Appleradio]
"Hello, hello, my dear listeners! Your dear radio host Alastor is here to give you, once again, the most warming welcome to your favorite station here in our splendid town of Hazbin Vale. It's truly quite a pleasure to being back on the air after that rather unfortunate murder that happened near the studio.
Yes, indeed, truly unfortunate that an unruly teenager didn't pick a better target to pick on late at night when some individuals want to just grab some milk at the gas station and had to live the consequences. But is exactly as they say, my friends; you reap what you saw and that night the scythe of death must have felt a little bit… impatient than usual.
But there's no need to worry about that! I am sure that the thirst for death has been quench for now and there won't be any other danger on the horizon. You see, I am just cursed with an unbearable optimism, dear listener, so I am sure that you will be going home without no worry or concern in your tender, warm, little hearts tonight. Back to your lovely families who all can let a sigh of relief because there is nobody outside watching through the window. Or are there? I would close the windows and keep the lights out, just to be safe.
Back again to our waste of youth, I mean, our dearly departed young delinquent, I think I saw their foot sticking out from behind the counter at the gas station when I pased this morning. The police must have been too busy picking up all the other pieces that they missed it! If any of our valiant police officers could take care of that so the whole body could be put underground that would be lovely. For the family, of course!
I actually tried to get some comment from the police chief Husk to give you all, but someone must have skipped on their greasy filled donuts breakfast this morning because the old man Husk just shush me away, insisting that they were already taking care of everything.
Truly, how rude is that? Has the police never heard about such a thing as freedom of press? Outrageous, I tell you that! But even though I could stay and argue for my civil rights, as I had every right to do, dear listener, I instead walked away to my radio tower while humming to myself our last hit of yesterday, "Murder on the dance floor!" I don't know why I got that particularly melody stuck in my head so much.
Oh, nevermind that. For whoever may care, or be morbidly curious about it, the service for the body will be tomorrow at 9 AM in our local church. Despite the many flaws of her offpring, his mother is a nice lady that knows to stay quiet when it's convenient for her, so please, send her my most sincere condolecencies if you happened to see her. I believe she was planning to move out of town right after putting her son to rest, as she told me herself this morning on my way here. Since of course I had to make sure that she was in a good state of mind and wasn't causing a ruckus trying to say to the police things she shouldn't have.
Poor woman. I can't imagine what it must feel like to have such a loss. The sense of relief to have one less mouth to feed can be overwhelming. She will surely be missed, whatever her name was!
In other less satisfying news, the universe truly has it's own way to balance everything because as soon someone was out, someone else is comming in. That is right, dear listener, while I was having my morning stroll I happened to hear all about our new resident in town that moved to the old abandoned house at the outskirt of everything. From what I could gather by the power of people's gossip, this man is a inventor who primarly makes toys and has made a considerable fortune out of it. How nice.
He plans to revive the toy store that had to shut down two years ago when that whatisherface rude clerk was slaughtered in a particularly hilarious manner there and the cowardly owners ran away. We all remember that incident. They never did find her delicious soft hands, did they?
Another tragedy that we all mourned together, indeed. The closing of the toy store, that is. The youth does really need space to entertain themselves in a safe and controlled environment. Maybe if some teenagers had something like that growing up, they wouldn't have ended up on the ground, ha ha!
Who knows, it could even revitalize a little bit of the spark this town used to have. Now everyone is so afraid and paranoid, talking about all these sudden and inexplicable attacks as if they were worth mulling over rather than an inevitability of life. As if thinking about it is ever going to stop a knife directed to the throat. A waste of time if you ask me.
So a nice change of pace might be exactly what we all need! I heard that this inventor even brought along his own daughter, that should be starting in preschool for the next week if I am not mistaken. I haven't been able to meet the man yet, but it sounds like at the very least could be interesting for three whole minutes if I am lucky. Five if a miracle happens. Oh, along with my optimism, I have also been cursed with too high expectations, it seems.
What I can say? I am a dreamer at heart.
Ah, new blood is always rather exciting, don't you think, listener? Me, I am not particularly fond of children, especially the rude ones, but I am nothing if not flexible to whatever changes may come our way and my curiosity is always killing. That is how the saying goes, isn't it? Ha ha, we have a lot of fun here, don't we?
I think great things are about to happen here, in this lovely quaint town of ours, listener. I can feel it on the air. It's crinkling and static with energy, after so, so long. It's finally waking up. I know you feel it too.
Be sure to give the toy maker a welcome only worthy of Hazbin Vale when you have the chance. Tell him that Alastor will always be reporting the news of this town and to tune in with the rest of us whenever he wants. Remember: I am always here. I will be here to delight your ears for as long you breath and long after you are done breathing. I can never stop or be stopped. That is a promise.
Now, for the weather…"
#hazbin hotel au#appleradio#radioapple#lucifer x alastor#my fanfic#EERIE YOU BETTER BE HAPPY NOW BECAUSE YOU FORCED MY HAND INTO THIS
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Do you have any ideas about or know anything about Akako's family, the Koizumis? She should have a mother and father unless she was born with magic. Maybe she has siblings but I see her more as having a large extended family despite being an only child. Lucifer her demon/fallen angel butler feels like her Jii or Baaya figure which is cute. Do you think all her ancestors were human? Can her entire family use magic or can some not, maybe a few lost their powers from crying. I wonder if they all have red magic...maybe it's partly genetic or maybe it's hard to learn so stays in families.
In the 2010 specials, this image is presented that implies that they are Akako's great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother. And in all the media it seems to mention that her ancestors were witches.
And that's all the canon data on this! I hope Gosho talks more about her in the future.
Anyway, I'll tell you some headcanons I have on this subject.
I like to think of the Koizumi family as a matriarchal family, and all descendants inherit red eyes and hair (I'm obsessed with this being a hereditary trait that they can't get rid of unless they're born without magic).
Well, I don't know what the relationship between witches and demons is like in MK, seeing how Akako treats demons, it seems like they're not that big of a deal at least to her (I mean, she summons Lucifer and gets rid of him easily without paying him).
I like to think that's because Akako's father is a demon, and she just sees herself as an equal with them, not superior to her.
I love the idea of Akako's servant being like Jii/Baaya!
Maybe even the reason she has a demon servant in the first place is because he belongs to her father's family? I think that would be cool.
I also think of Akako as an only child, but with a lot of extended family on her mother's side, I haven't thought about the father that much, I just wish he was a high-powered demon
I think that in the Koizumi family, they married men (women too, because they are witches, I think they would marry or hurt for what they love no matter what they are) normal but also supernatural.
Imagine Akako with a cousin who is a werewolf, if Lucifer exists in MK why not werewolves?
I feel that in Akako's family it is very rare for a child to be born without magic, however, when there are such cases, the child is still guided in the magical culture, all so that he is respectful of it and not like other humans.
I imagine that some of the men and women who fell in love with people from the Koizumi family who were humans had to do a ritual/drink a potion to not be so human.
In many stories it is said that witches can live for a long time, so I imagine that maybe some of them searched for or got potions to be with their beloved witches for longer, of course, there were also others who didn't make it and died young.
Maybe necromancy to revive loved ones is common? Of course, it's not for everyone, some wouldn't take it well. I think that in the Koizumi family there are mostly women born, but every now and then there are some men around.
#magic kaito#magic kaito 1412#koizumi akako#akako koizumi#I loved this question#rambling about Akako's family was so much fun.#ask
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I know you hate talking about Geats. But could you imagine if to torment Neon even further, Beroba found a way to bring Kurama Akari back from the dead (during the events of Geats. Most likely on Neon's birthday/Akari's desth day) and just fed the poor girl lies saying that her parents replaced her with Neon. Tormenting both of them as Neon not only has to face the reality that she isn't a real person, but also that she robbed a little girl of her life by being created, made from the selfish wish of a grieving man who only wanted his daughter back, but got Neon as a replacement. Of course, the only happy way this can end is if Ace and Keiwa manage to get Akari away from Beroba and get her to safety while Neon gets her moment to shine with Kyuun helping her. Then we get a mini arc with Neon and Akari slowly growing closer and understanding that while Neon was born to fill in the void that Akari left, they are their own people who don't need to live off why or how they were born. Neon is her own person, and Akari's a girl who was taken from the world way too soon. So now I present to you Big Sis Neon Au, featuring Sarah helping out as she understands the whole situation once it's explained to her. Keiwa who wants the best for his friends and is always willing to help. And Ace, who tries to help but is ultimately ignored because his advice is not great.
Also, mini shipper Akari, trying to get Neon and Keiwa together once she becomes more accustomed to everyone. Because her big sister deserves a happy ending after all she's gone through
I honestly think this would be a great idea 😊
I would also wonder how one would handle Akari having to grapple with the realization that her sperm donor didn't actually choose to bring her back, even if he could've. Niram actually offered to just straight up revive Akari, but instead he chose to have him create this idealized version of an heir in his daughter's image.
Not to mention, because Irumi was unaware of the Akari/Neon switch, everything that happened to Neon post the kidnapping was what would've happened to Akari herself had she survived. Neon endured her abuse in Akari's place. Again, that's something she'd have to come to terms with.
You know if Berobitch did bring her back, she'll 100% be sadistic enough to tell Akari this, no matter how old she was when she got revived, just to make her more miserable.
I also wonder if maybe Neon would be more hesitant to make up with her genetic material donors if Akari was in the equation.
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GOD OF WAR | ELPIS LOKIDOTTIR HEADCANONS QUICK NOTE: in my take, "Hel" is Pandora's reincarnation known as Elpis, the Spirit of Hope from Greek Mythology! (with link provided in bold text for my self-validation 🤭).
ANIMAL: her animal is a bluebird! Not only does it aligns with Faye’s bird motif, it also matches the significance in both of her Norse and Greek equivalents for GOW (according to my research): “Bluebirds of happiness,” associated with the concepts of joy, happiness, and harmony. Symbol of hope, love, positivity, and renewal. Symbolize the essence of life and beauty. Some believe that bluebirds represent a connection between those who have passed away and the living.
FAMILY FEELS
Family outing! Elpis loves it when she and her parents rides on top of Fenrir while they visit Jörmungandr!
All wolves from Ironwood, Jörmungandr, and especially Fenrir are very protective of Elpis! Make her cry and you answer to their wrath.
Fenrir gets slightly jealous whenever Elpis pays attention to other wolves/animals besides himself...he's her best friend, of course he's gonna whine (her parents finds it absolutely adorable)!
Angrboða (and maybe Atreus) taught Elpis how to bake, especially blueberry bread!
Freya's top (and beloved) pupil! Elpis' a prodigy so she's a quick learner whenever Freya teaches her Seiðr magic (the reviving spell from 2018 is one of her favorites). They also bonded over flowers and their shared love for Chaurli!
Despite's Freya's (and Angrboða's) teachings, Elpis would have been more interested in dark magic, particularly necromancy. Her family forbids her…but she learned it in secret despite their disapproval (curious and mischievous just like her father. And definitely not planning to resurrect dead animals and keep them as pets don't worry Fenrir you're still her favorite).
Kratos’ very favorite grandbaby! The moment she's born, he refuses to let anyone hold her...not even his own daughter-in-law. Even Elpis prefers her grandfather (and grunkle Mimir) over her parents (sorry Atreboða fans). They occasionally drop her off at Kratos’ cabin because Elpis kept begging them to see her grandpa!
Loves Mimir and is fascinated by his ability to speak despite being a head. She adores listening to his stories and often pleads him (or Kratos) to tell her a bedtime story whenever she spent the night at her grandpa's!
Kratos carved her a flute made from Ironwood barks on her 11th birthday, which she absolutely loved! He also taught her how to play it, and together they become a musical duo with Kratos playing a lyre (just like when he’s with Calliope). Even animals are drawn by her melodies!
Elpis found it strange by the sense of familiarity she felt towards her grandfather...as if she had known him from a past life.
Because in rare occurrences, Elpis caught a glimpse of herself in some reflections; a fair woman with lighter hair and blue eyes (definitely not Pandora). she never told anyone about this, not even her own parents until she confides this to Mimir...
Some nights, she even dreamed about the same woman (DEFINITELY NOT PANDORA), sometimes from the woman's perspective with Kratos in a different time...
JÖTNAR HERITAGE
Has a keen interest in vulture culture (she got that weird girl energy from her mother)! Angrboða taught her to paint, so Elpis adorn her collection of animal skulls with vibrant patterns. She even wore one as a mask!
Due of her fascination with vulture culture, she started to take up ivory carving! Atreus taught her to carve, so Elpis can wore them as jewelry! She even gave one to her mother as a lucky charm on mother's day!
Has a habit of cleaning/redefining gravestones, especially to those that are unmarked since she always have a deep respect for the dead! If a grave lacks a tombstone, she'll just make one for them! Besides vulture culture and ivory carving, she would take up headstone carving! She gained this experience whenever her family buried one of their wolves or other pets on their own cemetery in Ironwood.
GODHOOD
Has a strong connection with fylgjur in Norse Mythology. She can perceive any spirit animals in every individual through their fylgjur they represent- even herself!
Since the fandom headcanon that Hel would excel in soul magic, even surpassing the most powerful Giants from her Jötnar heritage (and you know damn well she's going to help Sindri found the last fragment of Brok's soul to the afterlife as he deserved), Elpis can also communicate (emotionally and telepathically) with any souls from Gaints' marbles to plants (a "soul language" trait she inherited from her father, but in higher-level)! It's also how she was able to found Andvari whom Sindri had lost, much to Atreus' relief when Elpis asks if they can keep him; and now she keeps Andvari with her at all times whenever she travels alone!
And since the fandom also agreed that Hel can see and communicate with the dead, as well as summon Hel-Walkers, Elpis can also interact (and connect) with deceased animals (especially wolves) due to her parents’ affinity towards them.
Just overall soul/astral manipulation manifested from her godhood (and from what I've seen, everyone seems to agreed that Hel's god powers would likey have to do with death/decay character-wise in Norse Mythology, which I'm also inboard with it).
Because there are times where she caught a quick glimpses of a certain Greek Goddess just around the corner...
#Kratioed's Headcanons#Elpis Lokidottir#Norse Mythology#Hel#God of War#gow#gow Hel#God of War: Ragnarök#God of War: Ragnarok#God of War Ragnarök#God of War Ragnorak#gow Ragnarök#gow Ragnorak#headcanon
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Oh, is that MIRAY ASLAN? I heard the THIRTY ONE year old is LOYAL. But don’t let that pretty face fool you, they are also CALCULATING. Makes sense seeing how they are a LEADER in the THE CRIMSONS.
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NAME: miray aslan
AGE: 31
DOB: 21st august
HOME: brooklyn, nyc
OCCUPATION: leader of the crimsons
GENDER: cis woman
SEXUALITY: bisexual & biromantic
prominent features: a large scar down her spine, a scar on the right side of her head under her hair
- 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈
THEME SONG: six inch heels by beyonce
POSITIVE TRAITS: charming, sociable, confident, captivating, poised
NEGATIVE TRAITS: vainglorious, cold, loyal, stubborn, vain
MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral
MBTI: estp
DEADLY SIN: lust
HEAVENLY VIRTUE: patience
LABEL: the vixen
CHARACTER PARALLELS: samantha jones (sex and the city), santana lopez (glee), ramona vega (hustlers), veronica lodge (riverdale), jennifer check (jennifer's body), maddy perez (euphoria), blair waldorf (gossip girl), haley dunphy (modern family), villanelle (killing eve)
- 𝙱𝙸𝙾
trigger warnings: suicide, death(like a lot of it)
Miray was born and raised in Manhattan by Murat and Leyla Aslan. Her father, Murat, was a head surgeon at the top hospital in New York, and her mother, Leyla, was the CEO and founder of a prominent fashion house. Throughout her childhood, Miray was given everything she could possibly want and more, living a life of comfort and luxury. She and her younger sister, Mina, were doted on in every way.
Tragedy struck when Miray was in her early teens and involved in a car crash. Although she survived with injuries, her parents did not. Miray tried to revive them at the scene for what felt like hours but it was no use, they were gone. For the first time in her life, something had not gone Miray's way, and instead of feeling sadness or anger, she felt lost.
It took her until she was seventeen to decide what she wanted in life, and she quickly realized that staying in Manhattan wasn't it. She moved to Brooklyn, where she found herself drawn into the Crimsons. Miray's charm, confidence, and ruthlessness quickly sent her up the ranks until she took over as the leader of the gang. This was 8 years ago.
In Brooklyn, with her gang behind her, Miray slowly started to feel invincible once again. However, her world was shattered when she walked into her childhood home in Manhattan to see her sister hanging in the middle of the living room having taken her own life.
Following Mina's death, Miray's life became a blur of violence, danger, and survival. Most people never managed to get close to her again. Her success within the gang and seemingly unshakable confidence masked an undercurrent of a predatory need for control. Once a girl who believed in goodness and happy endings, she had become cold, calculating, and unrelenting. All of this, of course, was hidden beneath a cheeky wink and a flirtatious attitude.
At some point, Miray had a child, a complete accident that she found out about too late to do anything about. She didn't want the baby at first but now mina is her world
A couple of years ago Miray got married to a Senator and they were madly in love. Their relationship was wild and fast they married after only six months of dating (because when you know you know). Tragedy stuck only two months later when Miray's husband was tragically assassinated, a crime the police and Miray are still investigating.
headcanons:
her little angel mina is currently 3 and will be turning 4 in august
Miray has a black cat named nyx
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