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bro-atz · 2 months

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betrayal [trope — mingi]

inspired by: shut up flower boy band — kdrama + this post

pair: rockstar!mingi/afab!reader

word count: 4.5k

content: angst, smut, heartbreak, mingi looks like he could kill you but is the sweetest cinnamon roll, (can you believe mingi is the betrayer gasp), reference to past drug use, drinking, smoking, violence, mingi gets beat up, (seonghwa's kind of a dick... and lowkey like a disney villain whoops), safe sex, car sex, bedroom sex, hand kink, tattoo kink, consensual sex

author's note: i actually had a completely different idea in mind, but then @byuntrash101 posted this and i immediately had a much better idea for the series so thank you for the inspiration love 💕 also someone for the love of god tell me how to stop turning drabbles into novellas thx

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Mingi flung his head back and sighed loudly in the dressing room as he stood before the vanity. He felt your presence behind him and immediately spun around, his shaggy hair covering the sadness in his eyes. You took a hesitant step towards him before he lashed out.

“What are you doing here?” Mingi spat out.

You winced. Sure, Mingi looked like he could kill someone, but in the time you knew him, he was the sweetest fucking cinnamon roll.

“I c-came to support you and the boys,” you murmured— it was the truth. You just wanted to support the band you had come to love, but honestly, you also wanted to see Mingi because you missed him. You missed him so fucking much.

“I told you to never let me see you again, Y/N. What is so fucking hard to understand about that?” Mingi huffed and ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up further.

“But why?” your voice wavered, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes. Tears actually did spill out of your eyes when you cried, “Why are you doing this? Can you tell me what I did wrong? Please? You break up with me over a phone call and tell me you want nothing to do with me, but you never said why!”

Mingi flinched. He hated seeing you cry, and he desperately wanted to just hug you and dry your tears, but he couldn’t. He had to stay away from you, and he couldn’t figure out a way to keep you away without just telling you to stay away. He wasn’t one to cheat or to move on so easily— hell, he had been performing for years, and it took him years to find someone like you, someone who could make everything go away, someone he could actually fall in love with— so he couldn’t bring himself to lie to you. He just needed you to trust him and to just stay away.

“Just get out of my face. Don’t ever come near me again,” Mingi bit out.

He didn’t even brush past you on his way out. He completely avoided you. You fell to your knees and cried as the curtains to the room swished upon his departure.

Before he could even get two steps away from the dressing room, Mingi ran into the one person he did not want to run into.

“Dude, I did what you fucking asked, okay?” he held his hands up and took a step away from him. “I didn’t do shit.”

“I know. I just came to collect,” he responded. “We’ll be out of your hair.”

Mingi nodded and quickly got away before the conversation could persist. He left the venue and slammed the door on his way out. He wanted to just run away into the night, but it was pouring. Of course it was raining. He settled for leaning against the side of the establishment and fishing his carton of cigarettes and his favorite lighter out of his back pocket. He lit one up and took a deep drag before the pain in his heart started to subside.

“I thought I’d find you here,” Mingi heard the bassist’s voice behind him.

“Not now, Yeosang,” Mingi murmured.

“No, dude. Spit it out. One day, Y/N was the love of your life, and the next you’re screaming at her to leave you alone? Nothing’s adding up,” Yeosang pushed further.

“Yeah, we’ll only be able to help you if you tell us what’s going on,” the keyboardist, Yunho, added.

Mingi found himself boxed in by the members of his band and let out his twentieth deep sigh of the day. “Fine,” Mingi mumbled as he took another drag from his cigarette. “But after I tell you guys, I don’t want to hear another word of it. I don’t want to hear her name ever again, got it?”

The men nodded, allowing Mingi to finally reveal what had happened between the two of you.

“Hey, who was that preppy chick in the front row?” the red-headed drummer asked his fellow bandmates.

“Beats me, dude,” Yunho shrugged. “She definitely doesn’t belong here, though.”

“Yeah, she’s like super preppy and shit,” the guitarist giggled.

“Isn’t that your type though, Wooyoung?” the drummer pointed out.

“…Shut up, San,” Wooyoung grumbled.

“It is weird, though. I’ve seen her so many times at our concerts. Is she one of our groupies?” Yeosang asked.

“Are groupies even a thing anymore?” Mingi furrowed his eyebrows.

“She’s definitely not a drug dealer from the looks of her,” San mused out loud.

“Okay, that was one time, and she seemed excited to be considered a groupie. I wasn’t talking to her because she sold— and I’m not about that shit! I haven’t done any more since I met you guys!”

“Mingi! Chill, that’s not what he was talking about!” Yunho grabbed Mingi’s shoulder to calm him down before he could throw a tantrum. “Besides, you almost went to jail. We know you don’t do drugs, so you don’t gotta get all defensive on us.”

“Yeah, okay, fine,” Mingi reclaimed his shoulder and adjusted his sweater before plopping to the ground.

“Anyway, that preppy girl— how many shows has she been at now?”

“Eight,” Yeosang answered immediately, only for four pairs of eyes to shoot directly to him and widen. “Not that I’ve been counting! …I’m just observant guys.”

“”Observant”,” Wooyoung mocked.

Before Yeosang could get up to slap the giggling guitarist silly, there was a knock on the dressing room door. Mingi got up and answered the door to see one of the stage managers standing there, a look of irritation on their face.

“Yes?”

“I thought we said you weren’t allowed to give anyone backstage access,” the stage manager said with disgust.

“We didn’t though?”

“Uh, actually…” San interjected and slowly raised his hand, the other four bandmates immediately groaning and yelling at the boy.

“Come on, man— We just talked about this!”

“You seriously suck.”

“That email was literally sent for you, San!”

“Sorry, sorry! I’ll handle it!” San held his hands up and scurried out of the room.

“Someone go with him to make sure he isn’t going to do stupid shit,” Yunho sighed while rolling his eyes.

“On it,” Mingi grumbled.

Leaving the other three to apologize profusely to the stage manager, Mingi left in pursuit of San. He got into the lobby of the venue and saw San with his arm already around the waist of the girl he had invited back to the dressing room— that bastard. Mingi made a mad dash for them, only to turn the corner and nearly crash into you, the preppy girl that looked like she didn’t belong at a rock concert, the preppy girl that Wooyoung (and also maybe Yeosang) had a tiny crush on. Well, he nearly crashed into you, but that didn’t stop you from tripping over your own two feet and falling back on your butt.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” Mingi apologized as he held out a hand to help you up.

“Can you—” you were about to tell the tall figure off, only to see his face and recognize him as the lead vocalist of your current favorite band: IT’S YOU(TH). “— sign my bra?”

You immediately clapped your hands over your mouth, your face burning red from sheer embarrassment. Mingi couldn’t help but laugh— so many girls had asked him to sign their bras in the past, but no one was ever shy about it, so your reaction to the words flying out of your mouth was honestly hysterical.

“I mean, I can if you want,” Mingi replied, a chuckle still lingering in his voice.

“R-really?” you squeaked.

One signed bra, eleven concerts, sixteen dates, and eighty-eight days later, Mingi was absolutely in love with you. Of course, he would never admit it first, but everyone in IT’S YOU(TH)— and honestly the whole damn world— could tell that the lead vocalist and guitarist of the young up-and-coming rock band was head-in-the-clouds, rose-tinted-glasses, cupid-shot-an-arrow-through-his-soul in love.

“Okay, Miss Astronomer, what am I looking at?” Mingi whispered to you, his lips dangerously near your ear.

IT’S YOU(TH) just finished their set for the night, and Mingi had promised you that he would be right by your side as soon as the concert ended. The two of you had driven way out of the city to the local rural area and laid in the wheat fields while staring up at the night sky. You had promised Mingi a night under the stars when he found out you spent four years of further education to study astronomy and physics, and you were finally delivering on that promise.

“So, that right there?” you whispered back as you started your astronomy lesson. “That’s you.”

“What?”

“That’s the Leo constellation,” you giggled— Mingi wasn’t really one for astrology.

“Oh, I get it,” Mingi responded with a half-hearted laugh, then genuinely asked, “But where is it?”

“Right there,” you responded as you traced the sky.

“Where?”

“Here,” you reached for Mingi’s hand and held it so that his pointer finger would be out. You then brought his hand to the sky and traced it for him with his hand. “Right… There…”

Mingi shifted ever so slightly closer to you the second you held his hand, and you felt his breath hit your neck as he rubbed his nose against your ear. You stifled a little moan mixed with a giggle and brought his hand down, his fingers lacing with yours as he did so.

“Can I… Tell you about my favorite star?” you asked him as you turned your head to face his.

“Tell me.”

You completely turned your body and scooted closer to him, his own body turning so he could face you properly. He let go of your hand so he could move his arm under your head to rest, and you snuggled into his soft chest. You placed your hand lightly on his chest and whispered, “This one. You’re my favorite star.”

“God, princess, you’re so cheesy,” Mingi rolled his eyes, but he had the biggest grin on his face.

“You’re also the brightest star, the prettiest star, the sexiest star,” you continued.

“I’m sexy, you say,” Mingi’s baritone voice dropped further, sending tingles of excitement down your spine.

“Of course you’re sexy. Your messy, dark hair, your smokey eyeshadow, your dark eyeliner,” you started listing, your fingers running through his hair then tiptoeing down his face. “Your beautifully angled nose, your… Soft… Lips…”

Your eyes lingered on his lips— eighty-eight days, and he had yet to kiss you. Well, he had kissed you, but he gave you those fleeting kisses, the kisses so quick that if you blinked, you’d miss them. Or, he’d kiss you “properly”, but those were usually on your forehead or cheek or shoulder— basically everywhere but your lips.

So, when he held your chin with a soft yet somehow still firm grip and tilted your chin up, your entire body flushed with warmth, with anticipation. Then, when his lips pressed against yours, you felt like you were soaring. You always imagined his lips were going to be soft since you spent so much of your time staring at them when he was on stage singing his heart out, and they were so much softer than you could imagine.

One kiss, then he leaned back, his eyes slightly darting back and forth as he observed your facial expression. Your rosy cheeks and small smile, your eyes turning into half crescents and sparkling brilliantly— God, Mingi loved all of it. So he kissed you again, a little more drive and passion behind the second one, and the intensity of his kisses only increased the more he kissed you.

You clung to him as his hand cupped your face, his long fingers brushing the nape of your neck and making you even more flustered. Your breaths and sighs mixed with his as your gentle string of kisses got heavier and hotter.

“What else?” Mingi asked in between kisses breathlessly. “What else do you find sexy?”

“Your neck tattoos.” Kiss. “Your hand tattoos.” Kiss. “Your nails.” Kiss. “Your rings.” Kiss. “Your style.” Kiss. “Your voice.” Kiss. “You.”

“Fuck, you’re so perfect, princess,” Mingi groaned, sending shivers down your spine.

Mingi forcefully disconnected himself from you, making you whimper and nearly whine. He stood up quickly, and before you could even begin to pick yourself up, he scooped you off the ground and carried you to his car. Unlocking it, he laid you down in the back seat and got in with you, his lips mashing into yours the second the car door closed.

His body rolled into yours as his hands roamed your body, your own restless hands tugging at his clothes, begging him to take them off. The sounds of your feverish lip locks with Mingi overpowered the rustling of your clothes and the clinks of his belt as they hit the ground one by one, leaving you completely naked and Mingi in just his underwear. You didn’t know when he managed to, but Mingi grabbed the condom he had stashed in his wallet and tucked it into the waistband of his underwear.

You wanted to ask why he was waiting to, for lack of better words, give it to you, but all of the thoughts and questions in your head disappeared in a heartbeat when Mingi traced two light fingers along your folds. A sigh of pleasure rippled out of your lungs when you felt his fingers slide through your slick and curl within you, the tips of his fingers digging softly into your walls. You could feel his rings press against your folds— they had yet to enter you. But, when he pulled his fingers out then shoved them right back in, he went further, his rings pushing past and into your cunt.

“Oh shit! Mingi!” you moaned loudly as he fingered you consistently and roughly. “Fuck, it feels so good!”

“Just keep moaning prettily like that for me, princess,” Mingi rasped as he added a third finger to the mix, his other hand beginning to massage your breast.

Your nails left red marks on his shoulders as you clung to him, your fingers and toes curling with every stroke. You bit your lower lip every so often so keep your moans to a minimum, but all hope was lost when his thumb started circling your clit, one circle for every stroke, and it definitely didn’t help when he started spreading his fingers inside you and pinched and tugged your nipple. You raked your fingers through Mingi’s hair and pulled him closer to you as you felt your orgasm wash over you, your loud moan sounding through the car.

“Princess, did you cum?” Mingi asked, although he didn’t need to know because he could feel your walls convulsing around his fingers.

You let out a little noise and nodded weakly, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes. Mingi caressed your face and wiped the tears away quickly before kissing you softly.

“Mingi,” you whimpered in between kisses. “I want you in me.”

You thought was going to laugh at the desperation in your voice, but he did anything but. He sat up and stroked your thigh gently as he said, “I’m going to need you to relax, okay?”

Mingi shed his boxers to reveal his massive cock. He just told you to relax, yet you couldn’t help but tense up when you saw what he was working with because he was fucking huge. It only made you even more fearful when you saw the letters XXL on his condom packet.

“Princess, just relax, okay?” Mingi instructed again softly.

He leaned down again and distracted you with his soft lips. His large hands went under your thighs and pushed your legs up, the length of his cock rubbing against your clit before pushing in slowly. You did your best to focus on kissing Mingi and tighten your hold on him to get yourself to loosen up to the best of your ability, but that didn’t stop you from feeling his like cock was going to tear you a new one.

Mingi kept his lips on yours as he moved slowly and calmly, his dick not completely leaving your body nor going all the way inside. He was just warming you up, but you felt like you were about to combust into flames with the way he was making you feel. You moaned and cried into his kisses while he grunted, his own restraint starting to weaken— he didn’t want to hurt you, at least not the first time the two of you had sex together.

The car bounced and shook when Mingi’s last string of self-control snapped. His cock filled you up and went so far deep inside you that you thought he was going to bruise your cervix. The sound of your sloppy kisses and heavy breaths and the raunchy squelches of his cock moving in and out of your soaking cunt harmonized, the sounds nearly escaping the confines of the car. What did escape, though, was your crying moan when Mingi rubbed against your G-spot and hit your cervix at the same time. The two of you came together, Mingi’s low groan ringing in your ears.

You were practically knocked out when Mingi pulled out of you, your weak and trembling hands struggling to push your sweaty hair away from your forehead. Mingi watched with slight amusement as you slowly started to regain your sanity.

“You look so pretty right now, princess,” Mingi said softly, nearly cooing. “I just want to see you disheveled like this under me all the time.”

“Tell me when and where, and I’m there, rockstar.”

After 100 days of being together, the problem started to arise.

“Hey, pretty princess,” Mingi greeted you as he walked into the coffee shop for your coffee date.

“Hey there, rockstar,” you greeted right back.

Mingi leaned down and kissed your lips quickly before taking the seat in front of you. He reached for your hands and held them, your hands fitting perfectly in his.

“Did you order yet?” he asked.

“Yeah, for both of us.”

Right on cue, one of the baristas announced your drinks were ready. Mingi got up and quickly returned with the drinks in hand. He set both the drinks down, your eager hands immediately picking up your iced one.

You only got to take one sip of your drink when your phone started ringing. You looked at the caller id and immediately declined the call before setting your phone face down on the table, Mingi warily watching all of your actions.

“Who was that?”

“Spam,” you replied with a frown— you hated lying to him, but to be fair, the caller was spamming you, and you had no intention of ever picking up the calls.

“Ugh, hate that,” Mingi grimaced.

“Tell me about it.”

The phone calls persisted. Every time the two of you went on a date or hung out or did anything together, you would get the “spam” calls. Mingi didn’t think much of it at first because spam calls usually were very annoying, but he started to worry when you phone would ring two, three, even four times in a row no matter how many times you declined the call.

“Hnngh— Harder! Fuck— Faster!” you shrilled as Mingi fucked you from behind. “Ugh, Mingi, so good!”

Your face was nearly smashed into your mattress as Mingi ruthlessly stuffed his large cock in your tight hole. He grunted loudly and affirmatively as he gripped your ass harder, his rings digging into your skin, your skin getting redder with his occasional slap.

Mingi was the first to notice. Your phone was on the nightstand, and it was ringing. He slowed his pace so he could reach over and grab it to decline the call on your behalf. He tossed your phone onto the bed near your hand and upped his tempo while pulling your ass higher into the sky.

And yet, your phone rang again. You quickly declined it before Mingi could notice, but he did. It was when it rang for the third time that Mingi had enough.

“Princess,” he grunted. “Gimme your phone.”

“W-why?”

“Just gimme.”

You unlocked your phone and pushed it backwards towards him— you trusted Mingi, so you had no problem doing as he asked. And Mingi didn’t abuse that trust. He simply opened the call log and saw the sea of red missed or declined calls, all of them from the same, unsaved number. He blocked the number and locked your phone before setting it back on the nightstand where it originally was, then he continued to fuck your brains out.

Mingi wanted it to be done then and there, which technically it was because you blocked the number, but that didn’t stop a bad feeling from manifesting within him.

“Yo, Mingi, you gonna meet us at the restaurant?” Yunho asked the singer.

“Yeah, I’m gonna call Y/N first—”

“You mean your pretty princess?” San teased— your name on Mingi’s phone was “pretty princess”, and the guys teased him all the time for it.

“Your pretty preppy princess?” Wooyoung piled on.

“Yes, my pretty princess. Go choke on some soju,” Mingi frowned and shooed the boys away.

The four other members of IT’S YOU(TH) skipped cheerfully away, leaving Mingi alone by his car. He started calling you only for someone to grab his phone.

“IT’S YOU(TH), huh? Cute.”

Mingi whipped around, his jaw tensing as he got ready to beat the shit out of whoever stole his phone from him.

“What’s your fucking problem, dude? Give my phone back, or I’ll beat the shit out of you,” Mingi warned aggressively.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” the same voice said.

Stepping closer to him, a man with a flowery charm but deadly eyes appeared before Mingi. He dangled his phone as he stood before him, riling Mingi up further. He tightened his fist and prepared to swing, only for two pairs of arms to restrain him. The two people behind him brought Mingi down to his knees and kept him there, one man kneeling on his back while the other had a fistful of Mingi’s hair tight in his grasp.

“What the fuck do you want?” Mingi asked, his anger intensifying. “If it’s money, I’ll give you however much you want.”

“I don’t need your money, guitar boy. I want Y/N.”

“What?”

The man crouched in front of Mingi and held his phone up, the lock screen of you and Mingi shining brightly. He pointed at you and said, “I want Y/N back.”

“Oh, you’re a crazy ex-boyfriend,” Mingi couldn’t help but scoff. “Listen, she’s not one for me to give back. She likes me, so she’s dating me. She doesn’t like you, so she’s not dating you. It’s her choice, dude.”

Without a warning, the guy punched Mingi in the face. Mingi’s cheek immediately started bleeding, his eye throbbing with pain. Before he could recover from the shock of the punch, the man sent a mean hook into his jaw, Mingi’s head flying to the side. The guy behind him held his head back up, forcing Mingi to make eye contact with the asshole that just punched him.

“She didn’t break up with me because she stopped liking me, you asshole. She broke up with me because of you.”

Mingi didn’t bother responding— villains usually always revealed everything without being prompted.

“Ever since she went and saw your cute little band, she told me she “fell in love with you” and that she would literally “do anything” for you. Someone like you with your fucking pretty boy make up and your painted nails and your criminal face tattoo,” the man sneered in Mingi’s face. “Someone like you of all fucking people.”

“Seonghwa,” one of the men behind Mingi uttered. “Get to the point.”

“Shut the fuck up, Hongjoong,” the man, who Mingi could now identify as Seonghwa, snapped. Turning back to Mingi, Seonghwa continued, “She was still dating me the day you signed her fucking bra. And then the concert after that, you fucking asked her out, and she said yes and dropped me in a heartbeat.”

“How is that my fault?! I asked her out, but she could’ve said no!” Mingi argued.

“It’s you and your fucking band’s fault for even existing, you asshole!”

Seonghwa grabbed the collar of Mingi’s shirt and pulled him up, the two other men behind Mingi still holding onto him.

“Hongjoong, Jongho, let go. I want to beat this guy up,” Seonghwa hissed.

“Seonghwa, calm down—”

“Fucking drop his ass!”

Hongjoong and Jongho let go of Mingi, and Seonghwa immediately swung before Mingi could stop him. Mingi fell to the ground, allowing Seonghwa to start kicking the shit out of him. He couldn’t even get away from Seonghwa, but thankfully, his two friends held him back.

“Do you really think Y/N is going to want to be with you if you do shit like this?”

“Don’t give her a reason to hate you, dude.”

“Ugh, fine!” Seonghwa admitted defeat before shaking his friends off. “But you, Song Mingi, you better break up with her or else.”

“Or else what? You’ll kill me?” Mingi scoffed.

“No. I’ll destroy the rest of your band.”

The color in Mingi’s face drained. He could handle someone threatening him, but the thought of anyone from IT’S YOU(TH) getting hurt because of him or disbanding because of him was terrifying to him.

“Y-you… You wouldn’t.”

“I can, and I will. Break up with Y/N, and you and your band can sing your silly songs for the rest of time. Stay with her, and I’ll drive everyone in your life away from you.” Seonghwa tossed Mingi’s phone back to him. He crouched in front of him and added, “You have ’til the next concert.”

With that, Seonghwa and his friends left Mingi next to his car bleeding, afraid, and alone.

“That’s why your eye was black?” Yeosang asked with shock.

“Yes.”

“Mingi… I’m so sorry,” San sounded like he was about to cry.

“Yeah, you shouldn’t have to choose like that. Her ex-boyfriend is a complete psychopath!” Wooyoung added just as emotionally.

The three boys smothered Mingi with hugs while Yunho stood a little bit away, a frown plastered to his face.

“Alright, but now you all will drop it, right?” Mingi grunted as he tried to escape the group hug.

The boys nodded and verbally agreed. They started to head back inside, but Mingi stayed outside to burn through another cigarette. Yunho stayed with him.

“Don’t say anything, man. I know you,” Mingi sighed as he fished out his carton of cigarettes again.

Yunho didn’t say anything. Instead, he gave Mingi a silent hug, his hand petting the back of the singer’s head. Tears welled up in Mingi’s eyes. He dropped his face into Yunho’s shoulder and hugged the keyboardist back as he silently sobbed about his broken heart.

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theyandereonmyoji · 10 months

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General Yandere Silver the Hedgehog Headcanons

Well, I’ve been receiving quite a few requests for Silver, so I thought that, before responding any of those, I should post some of my general headcanons (Also sorry about the hiatus, but thankfully I should be free for a long while) TW: implied murder and kidnapping

This sweet, naive hedgehog would take a long time before he realized he felt anything…special towards you. He’s just happy to have friends he can talk to. After all, he can get pretty lonely back in his future, even with how much he wants to make friends and hang out with them, he can’t. However, after a long while, he starts asking himself tons of questions about his behavior. Like why do his eyes wander off to where you are when hanging out with a bunch of your mutual friends, or why does he get so nervous when you two are alone. Whether his feelings towards you are purely platonic or even romantic, he’ll eventually realize how truly intense his feelings are.

His attitude towards you wouldn't change much on a surface level, he’s still the eager, optimistic hedgehog that wears his heart on his sleeves and likes to be around you. Yet, those traits that would make him a lovable dork in most situations, is what ultimately causes him to be rather intense when you two are together. He’s basically like an overgrown puppy, lovable and ultimately doesn’t want to cause you any issues, yet he can be extremely overbearing and not allow you to have any personal space. It doesn’t matter how boring or mundane your activities are for the day, he’s always there, for better or for worse.

If one day you decide that he’s just too intense for you and ask him to please leave you alone for a while, he will give be noticeably sad even if he tries to hide it, but he will leave you alone…for a little while anyways, him lasting a day without you is a miracle, but eventually he’ll beg you for you two to hang out again, swearing that he will try to give you your space, but to please let him be around you again. And honestly you would need to be heartless to say no to the poor guy, he’s just trying his best, can you really stay mad at him for long? From then on, he respects your personal space a bit more, though he does still have his moments where that type of behavior can resurface.

Despite how sweet and caring he is towards you (and towards any of his friends really) He can be quite…serious for a lack of a better term. If he sees anything or anyone that he might consider a threat, well, mercy might not be in his vocabulary that day. Honestly it’s like a on/off switch, one moment he’s being the sweetest cinnamon roll to ever exist towards all of his friends, and even more towards you, the next he’s willing to commit murder for your sake. Trust me when I say you want to stop him before things get messy, if not for the sake of whatever poor fella crossed him that day, at least to have a healthy conscience at the end of that day. After all, Silver sees no reason to hide what he’s willing to do for you

The poor boy gets jealous easily and he’s terrible at hiding it. The thing he’s not terrible at is gaslighting himself though. After all, there’s no way he would ever harm someone innocent, they must be evil in some way, he just knows you’re not safe with them. Pray to whatever god you believe in (or to good luck if you’re not religious, whatever works) that he doesn’t find enough “evidence” to support his claim that your friend is a menace, because once he does, there’s no stopping him. He’s a stubborn one, and in his eyes, it’s not like he’s doing anything wrong. He’s just keeping everyone you safe away from that bastard, but it’s ok now, they’ll be gone soon, so don’t worry about it, ok?

I hope you like gifts, because with Silver you’re going to get a lot of hand-made ones. He wishes nothing more than to make you smile, and he figured out that a good way to do so would be gifts. Baked good, some small crafts, he’ll try to make anything, and while they might not be of the best quality, it’s the intention that counts, and again, you would have to be absolutely heartless to tell him that you don’t like his gifts, especially with those puppy eyes of his. He’s just so happy when you acknowledge all of his hard work to make you happy, he just can’t get enough of your smile, it’s almost like oxygen to him, he just can’t get enough of it. He’s willing to do anything for you, quite literally.

Silver probably has the least stable breaking point out of everyone, mostly cuz he’s so used to thinking about how everything can go wrong due to his ruined future, that basically anything happening to you is catastrophic in his eyes. You got a scratch? He panics, a fight with someone? Pray they get a quick death. Eventually as things get worse and worse (according to him anyways) he’ll decide that he’s had enough and not let you go anywhere without him, or more accurately, let you go anywhere at all. Reasoning with him is impossible, after all he’s as stubborn as can get, and as much as he loves you, he’s not taking no for an answer, after all it’s all for your sake, so shouldn’t you be happy?

The only possible way I can see you escaping from him is if you somehow gain his trust enough for him to let his guard down, slip up, and give you a chance to peace out…but good luck with that. It isn’t that he wouldn’t trust you, but he’s just incapable of being apart from you, so a moment when you’re alone are too few and far between, I doubt you would even have a proper plan to escape him. In the case you somehow do manage to do so, your freedom won’t last long, he’s really adept with that psychokinesis of his, so the moment he sees you it’s game over. He would try to justify to himself why would you ever want to run away, after all, it’s impossible for him to see what he did wrong, you probably were just anxious, but no need to worry, he will always be there for you

#yandere #yandere sonic the hedgehog #yandere sonic the hedgehog x reader #yandere x reader #sonic the hedgehog #sth #yandere x y/n #yandere headcanons #green tea #yandere silver the hedgehog #yandere silver the hedgehog x reader #yandere silver the hedgehog x y/n

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raccoonfallsharder · 2 months

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mori ⊹♡⩇⩇:⩇⩇☆⋆｡

let me love your OCs masterlist

look at this beautiful little cinnamon roll by @blueberrysquire. their name is mori and they have one of the coolest character concepts i have ever heard of. (the name is a pun so consider that a little hint)

mori is a space psychologist fascinated by fear and death. they’re a member of an extraordinarily long-lived alien race. they travel with people who they recognize as being close to death in order to offer comfort and to teach them how to “let go.” it’s honestly one of the sweetest things i’ve ever heard. i would like this job thank you

anyway then one day they stumbled across rocket and recognized the soul of a person they’d fallen in love with thousands of years ago. and now they just sort of… follow him around like a lost puppy (another job i wouldn’t mind having). i fee fairly certain that rocket is annoyed as fuck about this initially (and maybe creeped out when he hears the reason) but is quickly won over by how empathetic and compassionate and also probably weird mori is.

anyway is this not the coolest? @blueberrysquire have you written this fanfic yet? because i have a mighty need

anyway thank you so much for letting me draw mori. i love them so so so much and it was so fun to draw them. and thank you for your patience because it has been MONTHS so i really appreciate how chill you’ve been about it! you are the best and so is mori ♡

more versions behind the cut!

#let me love your ocs ♡rfh #rfh art #mori #gotg oc #blueberrysquire #original characters are fuckin fun #guardians of the galaxy #rocket x mori #rocket raccoon x oc #gotg original character #rocket raccoon #marvel original character #original character

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RILS, my love, how have you been? its been so long since i left an ask, honestly.. what do you think our boys are doing rn for valentines??

anyways, HAPPY VALENTINES!! I LOVE YOU <333 💛💛💛 😘😘😘

HONEYYYYYYYYY MY DARLING MY PRECIOUS, ILYSM!!! 😍💖😍💖😍 I cannot tell you how HAPPY I was when I logged in today to find one of your asks!! First things first, happy Valentine’s Day to you too, darling! 💕💕💕 I hope yours has been lovely :3 Second, I just wanna say you’re the sweetest cinnamon roll that ever cinnamon rolled, and whenever I see your url/icon around, my little heart just goes “!!!!! FRIEND!!!!! I LOVE YOU FRIEND!!! 💕💕💕”, so there’s that :3

Lastly, and I think I should warn you here – I’ve been thinking long and hard about what Steve and Bucky must have been doing today, and because I’m the most indecisive scrunklekadoodle out there and I can never make up my mind about anything, I thought I might offer you not one, but a few little scenarios :3 They’re just a few of the infinite possibilities, but they also happen to be a few of my faves, and I hope at least one of them is to your liking, honey!! 😘😘😘😘😘

ALRIGHT NOW TIME TO PUT MY CHEESY GOGGLES ON, LET’S GO

one.

I think there’s at least one timeline out there, where they get to do something like this before the war, and like–

end of the night, they’re coming home – just the two of them, just on the right side of tipsy, you know, warmth in their chests and a sweet buzz under their skin, and while Steve’s fishing for their keys in his pocket, Bucky meets his eyes for a moment and damn but he’s been a fool to go looking for stars up in the sky when they’ve been shining so bright right here in front of him.

So key turns in the hole, door swings open for them, and maybe tonight even their apartment is feeling good – maybe their old radio chooses to crackle back to life for a change, and they pull their curtains closed, they only leave the one lamp on, pick their little corner away from the window just in case.

And they’re supposed to be dancing, see, just a little box step like Becca taught them for laughs the last time the Barnes’ had Steve over for the holidays, but then. But then their eyes meet. And their noses, so softly – and their lips, and that’s so much softer somehow – and Bucky’s hand’s travelling up Steve’s spine, and Steve’s sliding his fingers in Bucky’s hair, and they were meant to be dancing, but they just end up making out for twenty-seven minutes straight instead.

two.

alright, there’s definitely a universe out there, in the always blessed post-CATWS timeline where CACW never happened, and just-- please consider:

Steve’s been planning tonight for so long, ‘cause he wants it to be special, wants Bucky to have a Valentine’s Day just like the stuff you see in the movies; and since he can afford it these days, he has precisely 1107 red roses (one for each day they have been together in the new century) delivered to their apartment, with a hand-scribbled note that reads, Hope to send you a million more.

He’s made a reservation at Bucky’s favorite place, and when Bucky steps out of their bedroom that night, with a fresh shave and his hair carefully pulled back, in tight-fitting black pants and that deep burgundy button down that hugs his shoulders just right and brings out the natural red of his lips, Steve nearly falls to his knees in religious worship.

He fits both hands around Bucky’s slim waist, heart drumming out a crazy beat in his chest, just where Bucky’s hands choose to rest awhile.

“You look like a million dollars, honey.”

Bucky smiles that one secret smile of his, the one that so rarely appears outside the safe walls of their home. His metal hand slides up to stroke at the nape of Steve’s neck, slipping tender fingers under the collar of Steve’s shirt to brush, kiss-soft, against his bare skin – and his touch is thrill and gooseflesh spreading down Steve’s spine.

His voice rumbles deep and warm, just a whisper away from Steve’s lips. “You clean up nicely too, doll.”

And I mean, maybe they make it out the door, or maybe they don’t.

three.

But like have you considered the possibility of Valentine’s in Wakanda, because I mean–

catch these boys living it up in their blissful little bubble like they’re on their own special kind of honeymoon, okay, making total goo goo eyes at each other all the time, and there has to be, there HAS to be a little moment somewhere in there, okay, like

it’s February 14th and- and I don’t think they’ve even checked the calendar in like a week, because who needs to know what day it is when they’ve been savoring their time together like this? Content to explore life on their little farm, going from one meal to work, to the next meal, to more work, and so on and so forth, and measuring their day in how many kisses they managed to sneak in between?

Come sunset, they find each other in the kitchen, and Bucky pulls Steve in by his beltloops and captures his lips all sweet-like, like a greeting and like a promise all at once, and Steve tells himself it’s well worth sweating all day long and chasing after stray goats and getting his work clothes all nice and ripe, if at the end of it all he gets to be kissed hello like this.

Bucky chuckles against his mouth, and Steve tastes the sweat off his whiskers, and the faint sweetness of the dried apricots he knows Bucky keeps on him these days.

“You smell like goat,” Bucky pulls away just enough to say to him, his whole face scrunched up with laughter, his eyes screwed shut, all happy crinkles and them mile-long eyelashes and if god has any mercy at all he won’t let Steve’s heart stop dead in his chest the way it feels like it’s going to do, nope, ‘cause Steve’s got so much more of this to bask in yet, so much more of it, so much more.

“You smell like goat shit,” he tells Bucky, and there’s a story somewhere in here left in the trail of clothes they strew across the floor, and a plot twist for sure where they knock over a lamp and a book and almost trip over Steve’s old boots, but the epilogue sees Steve hoisting Bucky up in his arms and stumbling into the shower with him, same way he keeps doing a little too often lately, and nowhere near often enough.

What they start in the shower, of course, they can finish in the bedroom; and if Bucky moves slow and languorous on top of him, and teaches their hips the old rock ‘n’ roll once more, just to make sure they both remember it still, well Steve has always loved to learn.

four.

Now I was thinking– how about a little bit of a romantic getaway? Maybe a long weekend out of town, perhaps in the mountains, to make the best of what’s left of winter. They spend the whole day going for walks around the local village, sipping on a cup of hot cocoa, playing in the snow just like they used to when they were kids, building a sadly short-lived snow dick together, sledding, until they’re tired all the way down to their bones.

That’s when they go back to their private chalet, proceed to slip out of their damp clothes and climb together in a nice hot bubblebath, where Steve sits himself between Bucky’s legs and lays back against Bucky’s chest, and they alternate between trading slow, lazy kisses and feeding each other the fancy chocolates they brought back with them, until the water’s gone lukewarm.

and I could honestly keep going, but it's getting late and I need to get up early tomorrow, so for now, happy valentine's day to both you and our favourite boys!!

#stucky just stucky #GOD BLESS YOUR PRECIOUS HEART HONEY #SERIOUSLY <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 #i'm sorry these are all pretty rushed but today's been busy and gasjfhdkfjh #thank you so much for always being so sweet honey #you're simply wonderful <3 #stucky #rillers scribbles

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overobsessedfanboy23 · 11 months

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My New Top Ten Characters in VRAINS

Because I noticed my opinions have changed a lot since I made that original list. No long winded explanations this time because I’ve explained why I like the majority of these characters either in the old list or other places on my blog. I’m just gonna rapid fire off my picks from 10 to 1 and an actually brief explanation of each. Les go.

10) Kusanagi

Good supportive big bro to his biological lil brother, Jin, but primarily Yusaku. Their duel made me cry my eyes out.

9) Aoi

Underused but super cool every time she is there. I relate to her loneliness, enjoy her arc, and love her cards, both the Trickstars and Marincesses.

8) Flame

A great partner to Takeru, they have such a sweet and amusing dynamic. His arrogance is charming and funny. Also, his death made me cry my eyes out.

7) Spectre

An absolute prick in a mostly amusing way who’s also pretty interesting with a lot of untapped potential and a backstory that is a special kind of fucked up even for this series.

6) Roboppi

The sweetest character in the world. I’ll never forgive this show for what they did to my pure cinnamon roll son in that final season.

5) Ryoken

When the writers aren’t making his fear/hatred of sentient AIs sound like bigotry in the context of this show’s narrative, I honestly really love Ryoken. I clown on him a lot but I have a soft spot for the “jerk with a heart of gold” characters. Plus he’s really funny and his arc had a lot of potential that season 3 and Duel Links decided to ruin for some reason-

4) Takeru

Adorkable cinnamon roll with a relatable way he processed his trauma and the most depressing backstory out of all these characters. It hurts my heart to think about.

3) Yusaku

My favourite of the disaster trio. I love his slow burn subtle development over the course of the series, I love his dynamic with Ai, and I relate to him just a little more than Takis.

2) Windy

I cannot believe I am putting this silly green bean this high. Because while I love unhinged mind controlled by Lightning red eyes Windy, it’s Windy’s original personality (that we never saw in canon I’ll admit), that I’ve latched onto. Just the idea of an Ignis who had no ill will toward humanity, maybe even wanted to befriend his human, waking up to find out he was mind controlled to kill that human, it’s a really heavy idea that’s been on my mind ever since the reveal that Windy’s personality had been altered by Lightning. It’s something I’d undoubtedly like to write about if I can find the motivation and time for it. Also his implied past friendship with Flame is really cute, I want more of it.

1) Ai

Yeah, there was no topping the original silly bean. Every funny moment with him just works for me and his character arc is fascinating and tragic. He’s honestly my favourite villain, even outdoing Yubel and Paradox, and one of my top three characters in all of Yugioh.

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ryanstillwrites-if · 1 year

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15 & 18 for the ask game thingy pls

15. What is a common misconception about your OC? (Alternatively, what do people assume about them which is either incorrect or misconstrued?)

Adelaide: people tend to assume that because she's so mean and kind of a bitch that that is all there is to her and generally after meeting her for the first time, they don't put in the effort to get to know her (which is completely understandable, she is really mean).

Hayden: because they're so happy all the time, people assume there's something wrong inexplicably with them but really that's just who they are. they weren't always such a happy person but their bubbliness and optimism has always been a part of their personality, it's just... multiplied ten fold in recent years.

Gabriel: with Gabe, it's more difficult to assume things about him because he is so reserved and quiet but the general consensus is that people find him incredibly intimidating and scary. huge, muscled & tattoed man with the most menacing rbf you've ever seen? yeah, makes sense why people would think that but i promise underneath it all, he's the sweetest and softest cinnamon roll ever, he's just a little shy.

Jordan: people tend to assume a lot about them; that they're stuck up, they're mean or that they don't care about patients and only about getting the job done to name a few. but these simply aren't true and it hurts them slightly each time someone thinks that about them.

Mavis/Maverick: because of how they act and their sense of humour, people usually assume that they're mentally ill; possibly dealing with schizophrenia or just flat out insanity, but again these aren't at all true. they're just unique and eccentric, and M doesn't care what others think about them so all they know the truth.

18. What is the one thing that they only let those closest to them see?

Adelaide: perhaps a cliché, but her vulnerable side. Her walls are built extremely high, but if you take the time to befriend her and get close to her, she'll tear those walls down and show you everything she's too scared to show the rest of the world.

Hayden: their emotions, probably - other than happiness, that is. they've gotten so used to being so bubbly around others, that they've started to think that that's expected of them at all times, so at times when they don't feel that way, they don't think they're allowed to show to it.

Gabriel: honestly, just himself in general. like Adelaide, he's built his walls pretty high but instead of hiding a fraction of himself, he's hiding everything. so if only those closest to him know who he really is.

Jordan: very similar to Gabe where only those close to them will know what they're really like. they tend to put on a professional mask/persona while they're working and they slip into it so often that they sometimes find it difficult to slip out of it.

Mavis/Maverick: their yu-gi-oh! card collection. M is truly an open book, there's no part of themself that they hide but only true, close friends get to see their collection (which is actually very impressive, if i do say so myself).

#i too collected yu-gi-oh once #but i was 10 #and since then my mom has given all my childhood stuff away #i'll never forget you violet-eyes grey dragon #😞😞😞#ro: adelaide scholz #ro: hayden della rocca #ro: gabriel torres #ro: jordan michaels #ro: mavis/maverick chen #more than me #more questions more answers

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matchamenace · 1 year

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I posted 880 times in 2022

That's 880 more posts than 2021!

38 posts created (4%)

842 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@bcyoureallthatmakessense

@dxncingwithastrxnger

@electricwalkman

@theamiableanachronism

@1980s-jean-ralphio

I tagged 648 of my posts in 2022

Only 26% of my posts had no tags

#fave - 71 posts

#fanart - 34 posts

#lovely mutuals - 31 posts

#matchamenace - 29 posts

#halloween - 26 posts

#matcha blogs! - 22 posts

#shane madej - 19 posts

#fall - 18 posts

#spooky season - 18 posts

#matcha asks! - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#everytime i think about him i get the weirdest mixture of joy and sadness and i just wanna curl up in a ball and cry and/or possibly vomit

My Top Posts in 2022:

Who is your stranger things tumblr bestie :)

Oh man I don't have just one bestie, but the peeps I'm closest to are probably:

@dxncingwithastrxnger

@bcyoureallthatmakessense

@claire-de-lune

@purpleangelsele

Of course there's plenty of other blogs I adore that I just haven't interacted with as much, but perhaps one day that'll change 😌

7 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

Got covid booster #2 this morning. Already starting to feel cruddy. 😭

8 notes - Posted November 14, 2022

MY DARK DASH IS BACK

OH THANK GOD- MINE TOO 😭 I don't know how I ever tolerated light mode in the past ahaksks

8 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

Fuck, Marry, Kill

Hopper

Murray

Steve

🥰😌

OH FUCK WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME CLAIRE??? 🤣🤣🤣🤣

AHSHSJDJDJDK OKAY!! Kill Murray for sure (he's one of my least favorites, sorry not sorry 🙈) Fuck Hopper 😜, Marry Steve 😘

Ok this actually wasn't hard at all lmao. Just very telling... 👀

11 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Who are some of your favorite Mileven blogs and why? Let’s spread some positivity and smiles on this fine Friday🌻🐛🌼 then tag 3 other blogs to keep the smiles going.

Oh goodness!! Let's see here agsjsksksk

@dxncingwithastrxnger ABSOLUTE KING 👑🔥🔥🔥 Nothing but good vibes and the fluffiest fics and headcanons you'll ever read!! 🙌 They put SO much thought and care into their posts and are just such a pleasure to interact with 😋💕 Honestly my go-to if I'm looking for lighthearted, feel-good content. (ILY ALEX!!!!!!!! 👋)

@purpleangelsele ACTUAL CINNAMON ROLL ✨ (Sweet with a hint of spice 😎👉👉) Probably one of the friendliest people I've met online lol! Doesn't matter what I post, I can always count on Sel to give me some sort of engagement and I fkin love it!! 🤣 As for their content it's mostly fun and cute headcanons, but they definitely don't shy away from the occasional hot take or petty post 😌 Tons of personality. Great sense of humor. LOVE THEM!!! 💜💜💜

@mikes-pineapple-pizza Incredibly articulate and astute observations!! 🙌✨ Has a knack for breaking down a variety of ST topics (including, but not limited to Mileven) in a way that's intelligent, but also very chill and unpretentious. Idk. Their content just really speaks to me and I think they're super cool. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Fr tho, this person could make a podcast just analyzing anything in the show and I would EAT IT UP!!!! 🔥🔥🔥

@claire-de-lune Ah man the duality of Claire.... 🤣🤣🤣 Deliciously petty, but simultaneously has some of the sweetest and unique headcanons to offer! 🥰 A VERY passionate Mileven defender who won't take shit from nobody, but an absolute delight to have on your side 😜💕

@lenorahills @fricchead @rllybritrlly @pumpkingface BITCHIN' ARTISTS!!! Each have such cute and unique illustration styles, and it's ridiculous how excited I get everytime they post new content asksksk 🙈💕 As an artist myself, I could not recommend them more 🙌

Anyway I think I'm gonna end descriptions here, but here's some other Mileven blogs I adore:

@truessences @teafiend @flamingfalcon3 @bcyoureallthatmakessense @pjo-fan17 @elsmike @crisperia @reganx2 @mikewheely

It definitely doesn't end there, but I'm feeling lazy today, so I sincerely apologize to anyone I might've excluded! I still love and appreciate you all!!! 😘

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #YESSSSS I FINALLY GOT IT TO WORK!!#matchamenace

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Yoshino Is my best girl❤️

I honestly love her because she's so different from the other MCs and so relatable!!!

I like how she can be such a cutie and a badass at the same time❤️❤️❤️!

Because of that I have many questions, so please answer if it doesn't bother you!

1. Does Yoshino kill somebody in any route or event? (If she does she's gonna end up being my waifu with Yona)

2. Does she have any interaction with her rival in love?

3. Does she treat Tamamo like a pet?

4. Is she someone easy to manipulate? (Honestly I don't think so but just in case)

5. Let's try to see ikegen like a visual novel, so we are Yoshino but she is herself and has a personality that sometimes can't be so relatable: who would ship her with?❤️

6. In the end: how will rank Ikemen MCs? (In the game you played ofc)

Thank a lot!

Sure!!

She is not the kind of person who chooses 'killing someone' as means of solving anything. Rather she would choose an alternative that doesn't involve killing. Of course, she's not a saint because she knows that wrongdoings have to be punished and she won't support any heinous act. You won't see her act all innocent and dumb. She would try to evaluate the gravity of the situation first and then decides to select the right punishment. If she thinks that a person deserves a second chance she will try and ask for it....it's not like she will get on her knees and beg 'Please punish me instead!!' or something like that.

But then there are situations where she does threaten to kill anyone if they touch her man. At that time, she knows that what she's doing is wrong and she won't forgive herself for it. But she'll still do it because saving the male lead would be her main priority. As for now, other than killing demons, she hasn't killed any humans.

2. Are you asking about Masako? Yes, she does.

3. Never! She always sees Tamamo as her best friend in every other route except for his. A buddy who will also support her and is always by her side. Due to their pact, her soul feels much closer to Tamamo than any other male lead. It's the same as Yoshitsune does with Kurama. You get what I mean right? It's something more than a friendship but less than a lover. It's a complicated relationship. Sometimes, Tamamo does switch to his little fox form to comfort Yoshino when she feels tired or sad. She'll be hugging him all night.

4. The Shogunate gang never manipulates her.....they bully her. The Rebels are the sweetest cinnamon rolls. They wished she was on their side. The Imperial Court trio is kinda sus. They have an Exorcist, a dead man, and a handsome grandpa.....so they might try to manipulate her because they think they're the darkest people in the world. Yasuchika would manipulate her if the situation demands (#anything for Akihito). Akihito, well, he does manipulate her almost entirely in his route. Ibuki.....I can see him manipulating her in his child form.

5. Wait Ikegen is not a visual novel? I didn't get that question. Do you mean to say 'WE' meaning 'I' am playing the visual novel as the main protagonist who is Yoshino....then who would I ship with? Sorry I didn't get that one!!??

6. Ikemen genjiden MC: Best MC EVER!! In the whole otome universe! You can't change my mind! She's the golden standard for MCs. Love her design! I'm happy that they didn't go for the boring long brown hair and brown eyes. Usually, Ikemen MC's designs seem inferior compared to the beautiful-looking male leads. But this girl has a pact form where her hair turns silver and eyes turn to gold...like a real fox. Not only that! My favorite form of her is in the story event 'Eternal Contract - What if I am a Demon?' where she's an actual demon and her eye color is hot pink and has beautiful pure white hair. I just love that form. Even her personality is very cute. I thought at first she would be dumb...and her only purpose in the game would be nothing more than romance. But I was wrong. Not only that! Yoshino is still useful to the male leads without her fox powers. She can work as a doctor and also get along with the soldiers. She's also very good at giving everyone moral support when necessary. She's my golden child!!! Okay, I'll stop here because I can go on and on about her if I want to.

Ikemen sengoku MC: She's the first sassy MC I've ever played and I like her. I don't know how she is in the JP ver. but in the Eng ver. I think she's really really good!! (Not as much as Yoshino though, no one can beat Yoshino!!). Since Ikemen Sengoku is the oldest game, I will give a pass for her design. I can say that her design and her hairstyle look very modern for Sengoku era. That's why I give her a pass!!

Now the rest feels like first copies of Ikemen Sengoku MC----

Ikemen Vampire MC: Seriously? They're the same person!! Ikesen and Ikevamp MCs look the same.. the difference is one wears a kimono and the other wears a shirt and skirt. Come on! Can't they make her hair or eye color different! or give her some more fashionable clothes. Maybe she's meant to be a relatable MC but at least make her look desirable. The male leads look so colorful with feathers and other accessories attached to their clothes but why not MC? And don't even get me started about her personality....She has no personality! She's vanilla! Other than being horny I found nothing going for her. I'm sorry if I offended Ikevamp MC's fans.

Ikemen prince MC: This girl has personality....BUT she's just too dramatic for me. I find her very loud sometimes and her reactions to things...well....some might think she's pure-hearted, innocent little girl but I don't! I don't care if her personality changes in every route...because no matter which route I play I'm sure I wouldn't really enjoy playing as her. I'd rather put Yoshino in every Ikemen Games if I was the CEO of Cybird! Her design.....yeah boring.....and also, can I ask WHY they made her job as a librarian? instead of author. I mean, her work as a librarian doesn't make sense. Also after she starts dating one of the princes, she just easily gets the librarian job in the palace without any effort. Yoshino had to prove to herself that she is useful both as a pharmacist and a reliable partner in war to everyone and Mai was on her own. Mai started her own business by herself in the Sengoku era!! These two worked hard for their jobs and Ikepri MC simply gets handed over everything just because she's in love with the male lead? Huh? I'm sorry! The plot of Ikepri is all over the place for me. I don't miss playing that game!!

Ikemen Revolution MC: At least!!!!!!!! Her design looks desirable! Blonde hair with blue eyes....perfect!!! Her dress is supposed to be the way it is because she is 'Alice' so yeah...I like that too. I don't know too much about her personality because I only played one route of Ikerev and in that route I found her to be Okay. Not great But okay. That's all I can say.

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #ikemen mc #ikemen sengoku #ikemen vampire #ikemen revolution #ikemen prince

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bowlingforgerbils · 9 months

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Good Omens Season 2 Thoughts (spoilers!)

I just need to blab about it for a hot minute and then I can go on with my life.

Things I loved about Season 2:

Investigative Journalist Aziraphale is the most adorable detective boy who ever existed. Here he comes with his little hat, ready to crack the case!

2. Magician Aziraphale!!! The whole trusting Crowley to shoot at him without a miracle! Crowley's suit!!!

3. Nina, the owner of the braincell this season.

4. Muriel, the sweetest cinnamon roll angel, I will protect her at all costs.

5. Gabriel's redemption arc. I was not an ineffable bureaucracy shipper before, but this sold me on it. I hope he and Beezlebub come back in Season 3. They really owe Aziraphale one.

6. The fact that it was made explicitly clear that (a) Nazis go to Hell and (b) they get tormented for eternity.

7. The set design, the different shop owners, just the general vibe of the street was very visually appealing.

8. Honestly, as emotionally devastating as the ending was, it made perfect sense to me for Aziraphale to take Metatron's offer. Metatron is saying all the things that Aziraphale wants to hear and making promises that everything will be better this time around. Aziraphale wants to badly to do good, plus he remembers that Crowley was happy as an angel, so it's a win-win! He doesn't understand why it hurts so much for Crowley to not be accepted for who he is. And the worst part is, I don't think Aziraphale looks down on him as a demon, necessarily, he just sees it as a way they can be together and happy. It's unintentionally very dismissive of everything Crowley has gone through to be the person he is now.

9. Metatron is SUCH a good villain, omg. He knew just what to say to split up Aziraphale and Crowley, damn. His kind but firm old boss man persona isn't fooling me, though. I'm onto you, dude.

Things I was not so keen on:

The Nazi zombies, but that's because I really really really don't like zombies, even if they are used for comedic effect. Why did Aziraphale just let them wander off like that, wtf?

2. Maggie. She didn't feel as fleshed out a character as Nina. It was like she was just there as a plot device.

3. I liked Shax's vibe at first, but she kinda fell flat for me by the end. She didn't quite hit that perfect balance of mean and stupid that Hastur did. It made me miss Hastur. :(

4. Aziraphale's weird smile at the end there. Maybe he thinks it's the face that he needs to present to Heaven? I dunno, it was weird and unsettling. (There were some other acting choices that I was not super excited about, but that's more to do with my own headcanons so I won't bother with them here.)

5. The fact that it ended on a CLIFFHANGER. Very rude!

I will feel better when I know for sure that we are getting a Season 3.

#good omens #good omens 2 spoilers #gos2 spoilers #use your words

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