#i'd love it if someone could guess the name i gave this character

[tokiro07]

Inscribed: █████ ██████████

Epithet: Nobody - lack of identity or presence

Abilities:

Anonymous User - a passive ability that prevents others from learning █████' name. Those affected will need to pass a perception check to see if they can catch the name, and possibly a secondary check to see if they even realize they didn't catch it

Ain't Got No Body - temporarily turns █████' body incorporeal, making physical objects and attacks pass through them for the duration

Nobody's Home - allows █████ to completely clear their mind, making them immune to sensory- or mental-based abilities for the duration; cannot be used at the same time as Ain't Got No Body

Nobody Cares - greatly increases █████' stealth abilities for the duration by erasing everyone else's ability to pay attention to them

Nobody's Perfect - █████' Epitome, in which all actions are performed perfectly for the duration (effectively, all rolls are 20s); attacks can still be blocked or evaded if the target rolls well enough, but █████' actions themselves are executed flawlessly

[rosemaze-reveries]

During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you. (Part 2)

hello hello! here is part 2 as promised. there are less characters than I hoped to write, but in exchange each blurb is a little longer than pt.1 !

part 1 can be found here

🦌🪼🤡🦎🪞🤕🕯️🎭

Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?

🦌 Bane rubs his chin, tracing his memory. "Hm... Indeed, I'm familiar with that name. I'd suppose that's someone I knew when I worked for the DeRosses." He crosses his arms with a low, contemplative grunt, as if struggling to remember anything else. "I'd need a photograph." I happen to have a couple on hand, and he takes them gently. A long period of silence follows. After leafing through the photos for some time, he says: "I remember. They were always talking about marriage." With you? "Mm. I was never interested, but I never said no. Eventually I made them a ring from a scrap of iron. I hoped they'd stop visiting me if I satisfied them... It's too dangerous to come to the forest everyday." Then he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a ring of his own. "In exchange, they gave one back." He's been cherishing it all this time, even when he'd forgotten its origin.

🪼 Ivy - "I'm no stranger to feeling like I'm missing my other half, you know. That sense of loss is one of the only constants I have left. (Y/N) fills my emptiness, and without them it increases twofold." I open my mouth to ask, Do you think you could be soulmates? but then my eyes dart to the Yithian and I realize my mistake. Sorry, was that insensitive? Ivy is not amused with my implication that she might be interested in claiming (Y/N)'s soul. "My dear interviewer, I am a scholar, not a monster. Whatever you're insinuating, you're gravely mistaken."

🤡 Joker's face suddenly hardens, in spite of the fragile, twiddling-thumbs demeanor he'd shown me thus far. His hands ball into shaking fists and his lips purse, as if he's psyching himself up for a fight. Are you okay? I ask, preemptively guarding myself with my clipboard. Tears brim his eyes and the strength falls from his shoulders. He mutters out, "All I wanted was to be their sword and shield, their angel of light, and they left me out of my mind. Hahaha... Wanna know the biggest joke of all? I'd let them drive me crazy all over again."

🦎 Luchino's mouth stretches into a lazy grin. "That one's a cutie, eh? Had the pleasure of meeting them yet?" I shake my head, reminding him that (Y/N) is the focus of my current investigation. I guess his laidback attitude fooled me into saying too much. He promptly straightens his back, the smile fading. "Yeah... Yeah, from one researcher to another, I get the intrigue," he says. "But I can't say I fancy another guy using my love as a test subject."

🪞 Mary - "Do you take pleasure in nosing around a lady's private affairs? I'd expect more tact, even for an interviewer." The chill in her tone startles me. I sputter out something in my defense, but Mary huffs and waves me into silence. "(Y/N) is enjoying the privilege of being my right-hand. They're my favorite one so far, too. I dismissed the others without a second thought."

🤕 Naib - "On good terms." Wringing out any insightful answers from this man is tougher than I thought. In hopes of inspiring more of a reaction, I tell a small lie: When I interviewed (Y/N), they described a rather colorful affection for you... Almost immediately, Naib breaks eye contact and crosses his arms. But I still only get a guttural "Hm." in response. Can you confirm if this is true? I press. His answer is, once again, a curt "Hm." (Slightly more affirmative, I would say).

🕯️ Philippe - "My work has always stood as a testament to my love," he caresses the wax figure grafted onto his shoulder, "but shielding someone in life is a far greater challenge than honoring my losses. My worries are endless." Suddenly reminded of his sister's tragedy, I offer a sympathetic smile. Do you believe (Y/N) is in danger? Philippe returns my smile, though I can't make out the intent. "Of course. Evil lurks around every corner. At the very least, it won't reach them while I'm around."

🎭 Sangria - A fond smile graces her face as she recounts her memory. "It was clear to me after some time that I had disastrously entranced them." Then she adds, lightly, "I hadn't meant to, of course. At the time, I thought, I'm not looking for love—no, I'd had enough of it all—but soon, their smile would appear in my mind every time I sang. When someone gives you that much inspiration? You'd be a fool to let them go." She has a playful tone of voice, but I can tell (Y/N) means a great deal to her.

[lychniis]

⚘ ― EVENFALL ! ( valentines day event ).

( # )ㅤ evenfallㅤ —ㅤ twilight ; dusk. the period or the light from the sky between full night and sunrise or between sunset and full night.

syn. a valentines day / white day event inspired by hozier lyrics ( and also seconding as my 1000 follower event i suppose XD ). feel free to drop by and select a prompt from the list below alongside a flower / genre. you could always opt for more flowers. however please note that minors are not allowed to request for / interact with nsfw works. please note that the maximum character limit is three.

this was more of a last minute bout of silliness, but i'd love to write some requests for you guys after supporting me and my bs for nearly two years now XD. so hey hey, my inbox is open to be raided! i'm currently taking this event for genshin impact and honkai star rail!

prompts. the prompts and flowers available are listed below. you can request a single prompt + one of more flowers of your choice! you could also add some additional suggestions if you'd like, say a setting or an au or a scenario! requests close by the 20th of febuary. i'll start posting on white day, march 14th.

daisy — fluff.

hyacinth — angst.

tulip — crack / humor.

orchid — smut.

i. ❛ there’s nothing sweeter than my baby. ❜

ii. ❛ no grave can hold my body down, i’ll crawl home to her. ❜

iii. ❛ you knew who i was with every step that i ran to you. ❜

iv. ❛ some like to imagine. the dark caress of someone else. i guess any thrill will do. ❜

v. ❛ honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes. i feel like a person for a moment of my life. ❜

vi. ❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

vii. ❛ honey please, try to love me. my love will never die. ❜

viii. ❛ know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty, oh my sunlight. ❜

ix. ❛ you don’t understand, you should never know, how easy you are to need. ❜

x. ❛ idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword. ❜

xi. ❛ honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips. ❜

xii. ❛ i'm so full of love I could barely eat. ❜

xiii. ❛ honey you're familiar, like my mirror years ago. ❜

xiv. ❛ i know who i am when i’m alone. i’m something else when i see you. ❜

xv. ❛ there’s something tragic about you. ❜

xvi. ❛ there’s nothing sweeter than my baby. ❜

xvii. ❛ still my heart is heavy with the hate of some other man’s beliefs. ❜

xviii. ❛ i’ve known the warmth of your doorways. through the cold, i’ll find my way back to you. ❜

xix. ❛ screaming the name of a foreigner's god, the purest expression of grief. ❜

xx. ❛ i couldn’t utter my love when it counted, but i’m singing like a bird about it now.

xxi. ❛ the only heaven i’ll be sent to is when i’m alone with you. ❜

xxii. ❛ i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies. ❜

xxiii. ❛ i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me. ❜

xxiv. ❛ honey please, try to love me. my love will never die. ❜

xxv. ❛ i had been lost to you, sunlight, and flew like a moth to you. ❜

xxvi. ❛ it’s not my arms that will fail me, but this world takes more strength than it gave me. ❜

xxvii. ❛ i need you to run to me, run until you feel your lungs bleeding. ❜

xxviii. ❛ i will not ask where you came from. i will not ask and neither should you. ❜

xxix. ❛ be still, my foolish heart. don't ruin this on me. ❜

xxx. ❛ honey, i wanna race you to the table, if you hesitate, the getting is gone. ❜

( all the dialog prompts presented here are taken from songs by hozier. i own none of them. )

EVENT WORKSㅤ •ㅤ ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN

[cosmicstarlatte]

Coffee Shop (Obey Me!)

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You start a new job at a coffee shop in a popular plaza. You can't help but look forward to a certain regular. ♡

»Characters: Demon Bros + Dia + Barb

»Tags: Fluff, Bulleted Style, GN Reader, LeviLeviLevi-

»Notes: lol when was the last time I made a bulleted fic that wasn't a shitpost???🤯 Just simple short fluff lol, reblogs are appreciated + motivating ♡

Lucifer:

Always orders a cafe con leche every morning

Keeps interactions short but you learned his name

Always so serious but he does look like a business man

A very very handsome business man cough

After working there for a little bit he admits he likes the way you make his drink & hates when you guys miss each other on days off

One day he comes in normal clothes & you got caught off guard when he made it to the register

"It's my day off but I was craving my usual. I'm glad to see you're here."

Pleaseee you gotta be blushing right now alalfkfldk

You notice the record store bag he's holding & start a fun conversation while its slow

It does get busier & unfortunately have to cut the conversation to both your disappointments

"We can continue this later...maybe over dinner if you're available?"

Mammon:

Usually gets an icy blended drink, the flavor changes frequently

You see him every other day, it looks like he works at a retail store in the plaza

You thought he was cute & funny despite how loud he could be

One day he defends you against a really rude customer

You say your thank yous & give him his drink for free that day

"Yeah I guess I am a hero. Heroes get free drinks all the time though, ya?"

You couldn't help but laugh & accidentally let slip "you're really cute!"

He starts choking on his drink, stuttering & blushing

He goes silent for a moment before asking, "whaddaya say to a date one of these days?"

Levi:

Usually orders sweet drinks & likes trying seasonal/limited time things

You've seen him at his job at the anime store in the plaza, since you visit there sometimes

You two are on friendly terms even though he can be awkward

You think he's very cute though, especially when he talks about his passions

You felt like you two were dancing around eachother so you decide to make a move

You drew a Gundam robot on his drink & wrote 'Gun-DAM you're cute!'

You nervously handed the drink & he took it without noticing the drawing on it

You watched as he left the shop,took another sip, then stop as he looked at his drink

You could see he was happily freaking out but then abruptly stop

He looked back to the shop & you waved a shy hello

He ran back inside to make sure, "S-sorry is this a mistake? W-was this for someone else??"

"Look on the bottom"

He raised the cup & looked under

Levi, AkuCon this weekend?

Satan:

Usually orders a simple cappuccino but will add a flavored syrup occasionally

Comes in often on his breaks

You've seen him working at the bookstore in the plaza

He looks like a simple guy yet very charming

You always notice a book on him & one day you decide to ask what he's reading

You learn you read the same things & start having fun conversations every time he stops by

Eventually he asks you if you'd be able to give your thoughts on his writing

"Sure, I'd be happy to read it if you bring it!"

He gave you a flirty smile

"Actually I was thinking maybe we could hang out...like somewhere that's not here?"

Asmo:

Always orders an iced vanilla oat milk latte

You see him every few days, really friendly customer that loves to chat & you become friends quick even though you want more

You find out he works at a nearby agency & is an up & coming model

You felt a little intimidated, he could be really famous one day!

Nevertheless you treat him just the same even as those around him changed, he lets you know how grateful he is

One day he comes in upset & tells you the agency is moving across town to a bigger location so he won't be able to see you there anymore

At the same time both of you blurt out

"I still wanna see you!"

Beel:

You never know with this guy

He works in the sports store across from the cafe

He's always indecisive with the menu & one day just tells you to make whatever

You're his fave barista, he thinks you make the best drinks either way

Doesn't realize he just likes everything & has a crush on you

You can't help but get excited when he looks excited to see you golden retriever energy

You find out he's a foodie type & you guys talk about the local spots around town

"Would you like to check out the new sandwich store that opened a few doors down? Uh...like, maybe a date?"

Belphie:

Usually orders a hot regular latte but occasionally orders hot chocolate

He appears to be a student as he comes in often to study & always looks tired

One day on your break you decide to chat him up & offer help on the subject he was struggling with

He thought you were cute & was thankful for your help

After a few weeks of tutoring (+some heavy flirting), he passed his exam flawlessly

"Actually can you help me with one other thing?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Would you like to go on a date sometime?"

Diavolo:

Has a new favorite every week but really likes lattes/teas

You can tell he's important with his assistant present

You wonder why the assistant doesnt just get his order though

Anyway hes hot really friendly & chatty & can tell a few good jokes, you appreciate them!

He always seems reluctant to leave the shop which makes your heart flip

Always leaves a big tip! ... I want him to give me a big tip 😔

The two of you find out you have a lot more in common than you thought

One day he admits that these coffee runs are the things he looks forward to the most since his day is usually very busy & doesn't get much else normalcy

He lets slip that it's mainly seeing you that adds to his joy so he goes all in

"If you're interested, care to join me for dinner this weekend?"

Barbatos:

Always large orders of a few different drinks (part of his job)

Though you notice he always orders tea for himself & likes to buy different tea blends

He's a very (cute) polite customer, one of the few

You two usually chat as you make his large order & you can't help but fall for him

Knowing he loves to buy limited release tea blends, you usually save him one before the cafe sells out

You never tell anyone about it but:

"I appreciate you always saving me one."

"Oh? How did you know!?"

"I have a friend who stopped by earlier & said it was one of those times they missed out. Yet, there always appears to be one for me even after sell-out. Thank you kindly."

You blush at being found out, "seems I've been caught!"

He chuckles & gives you another shock:

"I've been meaning to ask...will you allow me to take you out one of these days?"

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[entitled-fangirl]

The misaligned stars.

Remus Lupin x Original Character x (past)Regulus Black

Summary: The golden trio knocks on the door of someone who can help them with the Slytherin locket.

Warnings: talks of death, drowning, death eaters, not bad

A/N: It is so hard to try to summarize who liked who and who's related and shit, so good luck.

Masterlist

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Hermione knocked on the door of the small house.

It was Dumbledore's idea- going to the house of Cassiopeia Malfoy.

But Dumbledore was gone, and now it was up to the trio.

The door opened slowly. 

A small woman with the infamous white Malfoy hair peered through the crack. "H…Hello?"

Hermione gave a small smile, "Hello. We're looking for Cassiopeia Malfoy."

The woman's eyebrows furrowed, but her voice remained quiet, "What do you want with her?"

Harry stepped forward, "We have some questions. About this." 

He held up the fake locket.

Even Ron noticed the widening of her eyes and the quickening of her breath.

"…Come in."

…

The woman set down four cups of hot tea and sat in one of the chairs of the living room. "How did you know I knew about this?"

Ron piped up, "Kreature mentioned you."

Her head tilted, "Kreature? Kreature talked about me?"

"Yeah," Harry chirped as he took a sip of the tea. "He said you took the locket. To keep him from getting hurt."

"That's true," she said. "I couldn't leave him like that. Everyone knows where the Black house is. I could hide it away and no one would know."

"Hide it?" Hermione asked. "What's your connection to the Blacks?"

"My connection?" She almost scoffed. "I am a Black. Somewhat."

The trio gave each other confused looks.

"Oh. You… you didn't… I didn't… um…" Her eyes widened as she looked away.

"You knew Sirius. He said that." Harry said. "Did you… marry him?"

The woman gave out a laugh, "Merlin, no!" She pushed a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. "No, no. Sirius and I were wonderful friends, yes. But, no. I was married to Regulus."

"You married Regulus Black?" Hermione asked in shock.

"I didn't know he was married," Ron quirked.

"That was the point," Cassiopeia said. "After… after James and Lily died- the day they died- Regulus and I married."

"While you were still in school?" Hermione asked again.

"Yes," she said. "We loved each other so much. But, we feared that something could happen to us, and we married that day. If we were to die, we wanted to be married first."

"That's romantic," Hermione sighed.

"That's bloody ridiculous," Ron scoffed.

"Ronald!" Hermione scorned.

"No, it was." Cassiopeia said. "But, it worked. Regulus died not long after and… I still carry the name."

"Cassiopeia… Black?" Harry asked.

She nodded. "But no one else knows that." 

She snapped out of her thoughts, "Right. The locket."

Harry gripped it in his hand, "Locket? I thought it was just a pendant."

"Oh, no." She said. "A locket. But it holds something wicked inside."

"The horcrux." Hermione chimed in.

"Yes. A horcrux. Let me… um…" She stood and disappeared into one of the side rooms of her home. They heard the sound of digging in one of the drawers before she appeared again, "Here it is."

In her hand, a horcrux of Lord Voldemort dangled delicately.

Harry held a hand up to his forehead in pain.

"It was the last thing Regulus did- getting this, I mean." She stated.

Ron held out his hand, taking the locket in his hand. "What happened exactly?"

"It's complicated. You know how to destroy a horcrux?"

Harry shrugged, "No, but we intend to find out."

"Well, if surviving in that cave is any indication, I'd say you three can figure it out."

Her words provided little comfort. 

Harry moved forward in his seat, "I know I'm simply prying but-"

"-But how did he die?" Cassiopeia guessed.

Harry nodded.

"He was drowned by the Inferi."

"He died IN the cave?" Harry asked.

She nodded, sipping her tea again. Her voice was barely heard, "yes."

The three noticed the shaking in her hands.

"Please. Tell us what happened?" Hermione pleaded.

She sighed and set the cup down, "Regulus was a calculated man. He knew what he was doing. He gained the trust of the Dark Lord. He was… he was in the higher ranks. But when Sirius was charged falsely for betraying your parents, Regulus knew the truth and vowed to find a way to kill Voldemort. He… discovered the horcruxes and… well…"

Harry nodded and opened his mouth to say more, but paused when he heard the front door open and a familiar voice ring throughout the home, "Sophie?"

Cassiopeia turned her head to look over her shoulder, "I'm in here, love."

The trio felt the air leave their lungs as Remus Lupin rounded the corner.

He paused, "Oh. Harry, Ron, Hermione. I didn't… I wasn't expecting you three."

He stepped toward the woman and placed his hands on her shoulders, "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, Harry is just here to ask about Regulus."

Remus nodded, "I see."

"I'm so sorry," Hermione chimed in. "I have to ask…"

Cassiopeia sighed as her cheeks turned red, "It's a… newer development. Things have been hard for us as of late, and… we find… solace in each other."

They both loved a Black brother.

And both of those brothers were dead.

Remus nodded and bent down to kiss the crown of her head. "I'll make supper. You three stay tonight."

"No, that's alright, Remus-" Harry said.

"-Nonsense." Remus chided. "It's dangerous for you three right now. Stay at least tonight. For me."

The three debated and communicated through their eyes before Harry nodded, "That would be lovely. Thank you."

…

It was relieving to Harry to finally get to see two people that truly loved each other interact in such a domestic state: making supper.

Their hands brushed occasionally and they shared a smile each time.

He couldn't help but stare.

Even as Remus pulled one of her arms towards him. She absentmindedly let him, immersed in her cooking. He pulled the sleeve of her shirt to her elbow and rubbed the faded dark mark that resided there.

She quickly turned to look at him.

He gave a sweet smile and gently kissed her wrist, then kissed her cheek.

She smiled and shooed him away.

…

"Why have you never mentioned her before?" Harry asked Remus after dinner.

The man sighed, "It's too complicated."

"Well, we have time." Harry scoffed.

"No, you need your rest. Sleep and we'll talk in the morning. I'll help you get anything you need for the road."

"Thank you, Remus."

"-Remus?" Cassiopeia almost whispered as she leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen.

Remus could feel himself melting at her tired eyes. "Yes, dove?"

"When are you coming to bed?"

His eyes flicked to Harry, then back to her, "In just a moment, darling, I promise."

She nodded and rubbed her eyes. She turned back to her room and muttered a quiet, "G'night, Harry."

Harry made a note of the light in Remus's eyes.

"Tell me." Remus concluded, "Did she tell you what you needed to know?"

Harry shrugged, "I mean…. I still don't know how to destroy it, but I have it now, and that's all I needed from her."

Remus nodded, and pulled his lips into a thin line in thought.

"I'm sorry," Harry piped up, "about Regulus. That must have been hard for her."

"You've no idea," Remus muttered. "She's always been a sweet soul. Even back at Hogwarts. Everyone loved her."

"How the hell did she end up marrying Regulus?" Harry asked.

"She was a Hufflepuff. The Malfoys were outraged. But Regulus managed to talk Lucius into keeping ties with her. After all, that was his sister. But… Regulus took an interest in her. Who wouldn't?" Remus leaned back in his seat, reminiscing out loud for Harry. "And they secretly dated for almost a year before we found out- me, Sirius, Peter, and your father. She ran around in some of our circles. Peter was infatuated with her. We teased him about it all of the time but Sirius would always get mad."

Harry felt a smile come to his face at the thought of his parents' time at the school.

"Regulus and Sophie were still in school, their seventh year when your parents died. Seeing Sirius accused and sent to Askaban. It sent Regulus into a tailspin. They were married after that."

"Yeah, she mentioned that."

"Well, Regulus came to the Order and offered information. We accepted. Not long after, we heard of his death."

Harry furrowed his brows, "But surely Cassiopeia would've stopped him from going, right?"

Remus ran a hand over his face and sighed, "No. He promised her he'd take her… to ease her spirits. But he left in the morning before she awoke. Left her a note. And never came back." He chewed on his lip before continuing, "She didn't find out what happened until Kreature came back and told her."

"And… the dark mark?"

"Ah, yes. Um… She joined when she was dating Regulus. It was to please everyone's families so they could be married. But, she wasn't ever loyal to Voldemort. And Regulus didn't make her attend meetings. He couldn't bare to corrupt her like that."

The boy who lived was finally starting to understand. "And you two…"

Remus chuckled, "We used to be wonderful friends at Hogwarts. Studied together. Never any romantic feelings. Wasn't until after Sirius died that we grew attached to each other."

Cassiopeia appeared in the doorway again, her hair awry this time and wearing pajamas, "-Remus? You promised." 

"And so I did, Sophie." He stood and walked to her, taking her waist in his hands gently. "Good night, Harry. We'll talk in the morning."

Harry could hear the two wandering down the hall as Remus cooed, "Let's get you to bed, sweet woman."

It made the boy's heart happy.

In another world, he thought, they'd be beyond happy.

He flipped the locket over and over in his hand, lost in thought.

Cassiopeia Black. Hmm.

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[woman-of-many-fandoms]

Honestly though, it must be so weird to work with some people for a few years of your life and for years, decades, later people are shipping you with your co worker.

I'm obviously all for shipping fictional characters, but this is the actors job. Where they get a paycheck. They are literally being paid to act like found family.

Like imagine you worked in an office with some people for 3 years in 2004-2007 and in 2030 people are making clips of you and how in love you look while eating lunch with Carol or saying hi as you both arrived in the parking lot.

I've seen this in pretty much every fandom I've been in. Star Trek, good omens, X men, Marvel. I do not think RDJ has any emotional attachment to Chris Evens or that Shanter really cared about and enjoyed spending time with Nimoy. I'm positive for David Tennant, Good Omens is just his next job and Michael Sheen only likes it because it made him much more well known in the acting world and it'll be easier to get his next gig. Yes Pine and Quinto look like they are actual friends outside of the movies but that is an exception.

Anyway, just my thoughts since I just saw a post of some Trek actors in I'm assuming the late 80s or 90s and people were saying 'how could he not be bi saying stuff like this'. Money, the answer is always money.

edit: OK let me address some of what is in the comments. Do actors say they are friends, sure, and if you want to take that at face value then you are right, they are friends. I personally don't think it counts if you are being paid to do so. And before anyone says anything, no not directly. But they have a whole 'image' to uphold that their income is tied to.

I don't know much about the entertainment industry and don't know why people would want that life but it's .... well, different, is the nice way to say it. My sister's career is considered part of the entertainment industry though she is behind the scenes. (And, side note, even being behind the scenes I've still found photoshopped images someone made of her in her in sexy lingerie ... )

TBF we don't talk that often but I've heard some stories (apparently Bill Nye is more then a bit of a jerk behind closed doors) She's lived in Hollywood 12 years now and there is the face people put out in the public and who they truly are. Yes, we all have a self that we hide (I'm autistic so I know all about masking) but it seems that is pushed to extremes.

I've seen her act like many people's best friends (house parties and giving favors and gifts that I question) and promoting their good name in public then she'll tell me in private some horrible things that person has done to others and how it's just how it works. She house/cat sat for a guy (and sent me views from his balcony, my god it was nice) who I think a lot of people would recognize from TV but their relationship was built on respect for each other careers.

Sure, you can tell me not to base the examples off my sisters stories and, ok fair. But I'd also want to point out - the part of RDJ buying evens a car, I did some math. He has 300 million net worth according to google. I have a salary, not net worth (or a negative one cause of student loans I guess), but it is the equivalent of me buying my co worker a $32 gift assuming the car was 150k. I met a guy who performed in Vegas shows and told me how they've had dinner with (I honestly don't remember if it was Penn or Teller) at their house with their spouses. And private chats ... doesn't really tell me much.

I'm currently seeing a bunch of clips of the main actors for the new Wicked movie saying how each other changed each others lives and it just comes off as more acting to promote the movie to me.

And even with Pine and Quinto , I only gave that one a pass because they said knew each other and got along before being in Trek and even then, eh..

Again, just how I interpret things. I know friend can mean different things to different people and a lot of what I see I don't interpret as friend, I see it as networking. I would absolutely be 'friends' with someone if it helped me make and maintain my multi millions .

[bookwyrminspiration]

KOTLC Graphic Novel: B&N Virtual Event Summary

There are no spoilers

Shannon Messenger was accompanied by Stuart Gibbs, author of Spy School and other series, who asked the questions

Enjoy!

Event's theme was Iggy Celebration--Shannon chose to wear dark blue, as it's secretly her favorite Iggy

It's officially called Dark Blue Iggy in the books, but the actual color nomination from fans was "tardis blue". She couldn't use that for potential legal issues, but she knows it's actually Tardis blue, making it her favorite

Shannon can't take credit for Iggy's changing color

She'd made him pink in book 2, and so a fan at an event asked her what color he'd be in the next book

Shannon asked her what color she wanted him to be. This fan, dressed in head to toe purple, leaned in and very seriously said "Orange." So Iggy was orange

Opened it to fans after that--but sadly never got the name of that one fan to thank her properly ("Whoever you are girl in purple, thank you!")

Book 10 doesn't have an official release date because Shannon's still writing it (as fast as she can!)

Iggy's color options for Book 10 are still undecided as well

Shannon thanks everyone immensely for their patience; "it's my focus! I want to get to them as fast as possible," but she also wants the book to be good and worth the wait

"Naive Shannon thought the later I got into the series the easier the books would be to write. WRONG!"

she has so many planted seeds to keep track of and constantly feels the pressure to one up her previous books

"I kinda wish I'd set the bar a little lower from the beginning"

She can't make a perfect book; there's always going to be someone who doesn't like something

She's reached the point of realizing her plans, and it's a delicate balance. You don't want reveals to feel like they came completely out of left field, but also don't want them to be like "I guessed that six books ago"

Finding the balance between feeling earned and still surprising is a daunting task ahead of her; it's more labor intensive than she thought it'd be

Stuart Gibbs points out that even if it takes a while, Shannon gives us a lot of book per book, so it's worth it

Shannon never intended to write such long books; she used to say every time that the next one she'd get the hang of being concise and it would be shorter, but everyone stopped believing her by book four

Was a graphic novel adaptation ever part of her plans? Secretly yes--she started as an art major and loves seeing illustrated versions of her characters. The highlight of her year is the cover art, and graphic novels are entire books!

It was on her author bucket-list, but she wasn't sure it'd would be possible; some books just don't work as graphic novels and they're expensive for publishers

When she found out she got the adaptation she "did a happy dance I was very grateful no one could see"

How involved were you in this process? Very involved, since her publishers know she has an art background

They let her pick from writers who auditioned--she wasn't sure that was a great idea because she didn't know if she could be objective; "no, I wrote it this way because it needs to be this way!"

Celina "knocked it out of the park" with her audition

For Gabriella, the artist, she was exactly what Shannon was looking for; she wanted a new style--Jason Chan (the cover artist) is incredible, but she wanted the GN to be distinct and more illustrated

She describes the GN as "like Disney meets manga," cartoonish but not

Shannon gave notes on rough drafts, inked pages, and colored versions--she's sure they got sick of her notes by the end of it

She remembers thinking "certain Keefe jokes MUST make it in," but then seeing them in the visual format they realized "huh, this joke isn't funny anymore"

Anything that surprised you about the process? Definitely some of those Keefe jokes not working, but also the fact they had to split it. At first she thought they could work it all into one, but emotion takes longer to convey visually, and they were "robbing the heart out of the book" by trying to fit it in one

Shannon jokes everything she writes ends up longer than they expect

Do you have any idea about part two? It's in the works, but it's a herculean task for the artists, so it all depends on them; "do not blame them at all! this is a daunting, daunting, massive work load"

Shannon owes Gabriella "all the cookies ever"

it's a very tight timeline, so they'll share the release date when they have it, but for now just let the artist do their thing

Was it weird to spend so much time with book 1 again? Forget anything? Want to change anything? There were some sentences she wanted to rewrite--"a book is never done, it's just due"

Thought about adding Gisela in book one, since she wishes she'd introduced her then; she always knew she'd play a huge role, but thought it'd be more clever to not introduce her until she was ready to bring her into play.

Now she disagrees with that decision and wishes she'd been there from book one, but decided that "it's not bad the way she did it, but it would've been more elegant" so she didn't change it

Does Gibbs have anything he would change about his book? He says you don't always know which characters will catch on, some some that become important he wishes he spent more time with in the beginning--"if I'd done this in book one, I couldn't done this in book 7!"

Any movie news? Hollywood is so much hurry up and wait, a ladder with thousands of rungs; they got caught at the script stage when the writer's strike happened, and even though the strike ended that doesn't mean the gears start turning again immediately.

the script is the most important thing, especially since KOTLC would be a very expensive movie, so the more solid the foundation the better the chance they have of getting greenlit

Her fingers are crossed; she wants a movie/show, but she wants it to be a good movie/show

Fans often don't realize how much work it is and how out of the author's hands it is

Reader questions! (name spellings are to the best of my ability)

Celiana: what advice do you have for young authors? Focus on writing and enjoying that part of the process before publishing! Publishing is stressful and complicated

Shannon throws the question to Gibbs. He says a lot of the times fans tell them they don't like their writing, it's their first draft. "Well that would be the problem."

Very few people hit it out of the park on their first try. Editing is a super important part of the process!

Shannon writers her books weird (editing intensely as she goes because she's always behind on deadlines, and hopes to go back to normal one day), but before that she'd have 2 or 3 drafts each. Book 1 was draft 20, Exile was draft 3, Everblaze was 2.

Gibbs does about 10 drafts each (though admits his outlines process isn't nearly as rigorous as Shannon's)

Shannon reached a point where she said "I don't think I'm smart enough to do this alone anymore!" Her books are like houses of cards, and she simply doesn't have time for the drafts to fall apart

She and her team frequently painstakingly plan things out--and even then sometimes have to scrap things. Remember that scene we rigorously went through last week? "it's not working! Now what?"

Mary Claire: Was it hard for you to find a publisher? Yes. First she got an agent, as that's important when traditionally publishing. She got her at draft 13--said that while she loved the book and its idea, you could tell this was Shannon's first book.

They went through a few edits and thought draft 15 was the one, but she got LOTS of rejections

her confidence was shaken, and draft 16 turned into a mess

At draft 18 it was sold, and then they went through 2 more versions with an actual editor; "so so much rewriting..."

Gibbs tried to get published as a kid, but was rejected throughout all of his schooling, so "to heck with this! I'm going to Hollywood to write movies"...which was actually pretty similar

he came back to writing 15.5 years ago during the last writers strike--"hey maybe I should try this book thing again"

They don't share their experiences to scare you; it's worth it, but you have to love writing to be an author given how much work and rejection it is

That's why Shannon says to enjoy the writing stage as long as you can; you need to fall in love with writing and with your story and truly believe in it

Were you always reading as a kid? Writing stories? When did you decide to write a book? Shannon was very focused on art as a kid and wanted to be a Disney animator, but her art doesn't work for that; she can't draw what's in her head, she can only copy, which "makes me about as useful as a camera"

She thought she could learn the skill, but couldn't in art classes; she realized she was always going to be frustrated if she kept at it

She'd started college at 16 and now her life plan was falling to pieces, so her mom advised her to take a class for fun

it was a film class, since she thought she'd be able to watch TV for school

she was, but her teacher also encouraged her to go to film school since she could finally bring things out properly on the page how they were in her head

"You have a lot to learn, but I see something in you." "Cool, I'm a film major now. Answered!"

Turns out film is too collaborative for her and she wanted more control; "there's those book things, I guess I could try those."

She doesn't regret the journey

Addie: How do you et the ideas to write? Shannon wishes she had a tree that sprouted money and great ideas, but really ideas are everywhere and it's a matter of paying attention.

You don't need your whole idea all at once--can be small like "I wonder if that hat...wasn't a hat at all!"

She knew she wanted to work with elves, and she knew she wanted to strip the magic from the story in favor of sci-fi/superhero logistics. The rest came bit by bit

Some days she couldn't write fast enough, others it was "oo, what if they wore capes?"

Elizabeth: what do you do when you have writers' block? Shannon doesn't like to call it that because that makes it seem scarier than it is; to her it's just being stuck, and she plays the "what if?" game

What if I got rid of the previous scene? What if they went here instead? What if, what if, what if? Open yourself to new possibilities

Gibbs is a big going for a walk person for when you're stuck. We all get stuck, not just young writers. he also likes hiking--walking but not coming back for a while.

At this point a poll was sent to the audience asking them to choose between 5 pairs. Bolded won with percentage included afterwards

Teleporting or light leaping? (63%). Eternalia or Mysterium? (63%). Bathe a T-Rex or Pet a Verminion? (55%). Telepath or Empath? (62%). Cape or No Cape? (60%)

Shannon's surprised the Keefe fans didn't pull through with the Empath vote

No matter what Shannon writes, someone's going to be unhappy, so she started pulling back on appealing to fans and prioritizes what fits the story

Marissa: Will Iggy ever go back to grey? That's up to the readers! Shannon leaves it completely in our hands, so if we ever nominate and vote for grey, she'll write it.

Shannon thanks everyone for reading and being patient, as she's writing as fast as she can

When a book is released she usually celebrates with a dessert; she ordered a bunch of fall flavor donuts from Krispy Kreme today, so she's not sure if she'll save one for tomorrow or get something new

It's dangerous that she can just push a button and donuts will show up at her house (doordash)

Gibbs and Shannon hope everyone love the graphic novel as much as they do--and stay tuned for part 2!

[dickarchivist]

Phantom with "Stay with me. Come on, just stay with me" with fem!reader because I love pain 🙃

Worthy of Her Light

Clone OC Phantom × fem!Reader (jedi general, left vague)

Word Count: 807

Prompt: "Stay with me. Come on, just stay with me"

Rating: PG-14 for violence and death and sads, but as always MINORS DNI 🔞

Contents and Warnings: vague war violence, character death (technically its Reader)

Song: Shrike by Hozier (Live at Windmill Lane)

Summary: Phantom loved her. He thought, hoped really, he even had the shot at a future with her. Kids, a pet, a place to call their own... he doesn't think that anymore. He doesn't think he'll ever have it. Because she's gone... how is he supposed to live without her?

Author's Notes: This one is in Phantom's POV because painful. Get those first hand feels. Wanna know why Phantom acts like how he does? His fuckboi origins? Yeah it's sadder than you think.

Thank you @n0vqni for this prompt, and your patience ♡ I hope it's worth the wait.

I had never seen a more beautiful person in all my life. Which, that says something, considering what I look like. When I first saw her, I was still brand new, fresh of the cadet line. Shiny, no scuffs, no paint, no scars... I used to hide behind Wraith, if you can believe that. She'd come around, and I'd duck behind him blushing, too nervous to even say hi.

"You're Phantom, right?"

I'd just gotten my name, I wasn't even used to it yet, I was so surprised she knew it. So she waits while I'm lookin around for whoever the fuck "Phantom" is before I jump, go, "Kriff, that's me! Uh, yeah, 1404, Phantom now, I guess."

I think the worst thing about all this, is I never got her name. When she held out her hand, saying who she was, I was too focused on how soft she was... her hands were soft. So warm and gentle, but a firm handshake. I thought to myself "you'll hear it again, someone else will say it. You'll hear it again."

Everyone called her "General", damn title. "Yes ser." Damn formalities. I asked Specs once, he knows everyone's names, real good about it, but he just laughed at me. Said something witty, he's good like that, but... I don't remember what he said anymore. We lost her that day.

I lost her that day. That's all I remember, the fear, the pain...

General Valka, it was the first battle I'd seen him bare his fangs in. We'd been in scraps before, but this one was a full out bloodbath. First time I was scared of him. He snarled, looked at me with those piercing eyes, and growled, "Find her." Over the roar of artillery fire.

In my gut, I already knew. I knew it was too late. I... I couldn't tell you how I found her. None of it makes any sense, even today... Athena swears it was the force guiding me, but clones, we don't... that's not what this is about. It's about her.

Another medic from the 418th was there, he was trying to patch her up, but... but that's hard to do when there's not much left. I yanked off my helmet and threw it forward so I could retrieve it easier.

Her laugh, fuck... fuck I miss it so much. She laughed when my helmet landed beside her, "So dramatic! Acting like you're- ah- you're seeing someone die for th-the first time."

"You're not! You're not, just-- just stay with me, okay? Stay, please? Please... stay with me, come on..."

The medic gave her a shot, quick with a med gun, and I knew what it was immediately. Heavy sedative and a pain killer. There was nothing he could do for her. He left.

"You should get out of here too, you know. The Republic won't like it if their prettiest clone gets blown up in the mud with one of their generals... Tommy, you have to go."

"No." My voice was strained, I held her hand as she placed it on my cheek, "No, I-- I love you, I love you, so I'm not leaving. I'll never--"

"What's my name?"

Her smile was so soft. She knew I didn't know it... she was trying to get me to give up on her. Give me a hall pass, let me leave her there like I would a stranger... "Your name is mine... you're name is the sound of my heart beat when I see you in anywhere. That feeling of nerves in my stomach when I hear you laugh. That kiss I stole in the 'fresher that morning after we-"

"Tommy," her thumb ran over my lips, and I could taste her blood. She smiled at me, pulled me down to kiss her again, one more time. She put her other hand on my chestplate pushing her lightsaber for me to take as whispered against my lips, "I loved you, too... don't stay..."

She died there. I couldn't leave her, I refused. I wrapped when remained of her in her jedi robes, and I carried her back to base. We were there for 15 more days, I don't know what became of her body. General Valka said she was transferred to her home planet, but I couldn't tell you which one it was...

I couldn't tell you anything about her, other than I loved her. I loved her, I begged her to stay, I lost her, and she's gone.

Dax'Malkin told me to keep her light saber. I hope someday I'll be able to turn it on for myself, to see the glow of the golden light blade. When I remember her name, I'll be worthy of that light. I'm told the force can hear us, so, if you're listening...

I love you, still.

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[yersang-dreams]

Unexpected Arranged Marriage.

AU: MAFIA & ???

Characters: Rimuru Tempest, Arcadia (OC), & Macarius (mentioned, OC)

Kind: Series

Note: Rimuru talking is in blue. You talking is in white, and thinking is in bold italics, and Arcadia talking in in purple. Rimuru talking to his skill, Raphael is italicized, as Raphael's words will be in red. Your mother talking is in green.

word count: 2.2k

Current date and time: January, 2 and 9:37a.m

"[Name]!! Come down here, dear!"

odd... your mother never called you in that sickening tone of hers, unless.. there was someone important with her in the living room. out of obligation, you came out of your room and rushed down the stairs, seeing your mother giving you that oh so sweet smile on her face on the bottom of the stairs.

immediately stopping before you could come down on the last step on the flight of stairs.

What...

seeing that familiar silver hair with a beautiful tinge of blue and striking golden eyes almost like the sun filled both mischief and authority.

looking back at him with wide eyes.

What is he doing here? What is—

your thoughts got interrupted by your mother, explaining the situation and why he is here.

"I got in debt in one of Tempest's casinos and I promised to pay him some way and he gave me one month's time. That's why he is here."

Gambling?... Tempest? No, this can't be right..? Right?... Not again.

just as yesterday, you were peacefully spending your time outside for the new year's now while your mother struts to go knows where, now this...?

What a great start for the year…

"So, you're her daughter, hm? Quite pretty if I must say."

despite his words, you remained aloof and stoic, unknown to your inner turmoil, almost wanting to punch that smug grin of his.

"For your information, I won't be easily swooned by your words. And I am not one to be obedient and docile."

Rimuru chuckled in response, standing up from where he was sitting while you scanned the whole room. his men were around the armchair he sat, aloof and cold like the current facade you had put on.

"Feisty much? You're entertaining and surely, you'll be able to keep me on my toes. I'll add this, I'm not looking for someone who acts like a lifeless robot, I'd rather have a real woman who knows how to keep me up.”

scoffing at him and crossing your arms at your chest, wanting to defend yourself out of this situation, you were being forced into a marriage you didn't want because your bitch of a mother sold you off to some man that she was indebted to, but before you could speak for your defense, your mother cut you off.

“Come on now, [Name]. Be a grateful daughter that you're marrying a much powerful and wealthy man!”

her tone was almost biting and threatening, as if she had enough of you, again huffing under your breath before you spoke back at her, speaking in the same tone as her.

“Says the one who struts around men for money and sex! You're always leaving me alone inside this goddamn household for me to do everything at your damn bidding. I'm no puppet of yours.”

your mother's reaction was immediate anger and shock, and pointed at you as if to deem you the guilty one and that she's the victim.

“You ruined my life the moment you were born, you wrench! You're so useless and lazy that you have the nerve to talk back like that?!”

those words earned an eye twitch from you as you sighed and rubbed the bridge of your nose.

“Look here, I'm more than the victim, not you. You've been verbally abusing me and to add to that, you've been also abusing me whenever I interrupt you and your moment with another man that you bought home from god knows where!”

your mother took a step back on the sudden exposure of the things she had been doing to you, in the public's eye, she made it look like that she loved and cherished you but inside closed doors, you had to endure her abuse.

“What? Are you speechless, whore? Hah! I guess you can't even accept it. You can try to fool others but when it comes to me and these… men, you can't. This guy probably has experience with manipulation and gaslighting and has used it in many situations when needed.”

pointing at Rimuru who was standing with crossed arms, watching the situation unfold with amusement. all the while, not denying that he hasn't used every manipulating trick in the book.

“That is correct, I'm surprised by your observations and intuition. I'm impressed if I must say, no? You're intriguing, it's almost hilarious though. You straightforwardly exposed your own mother right in front of us conveniently.”

“Mother? Hah, I don't even see her as my own biological mother, she's always throwing jabs and things. Luckily, the scars she gave are already healed but sorry, I'm still not marrying your sorry ass.”

chuckling at your response, he saw it as amusing, you were surely a tough nut to crack, a puzzle where every piece cannot connect because of its own oddness. don't worry, surely he'll make the pieces fit, no matter what, it can be too big or too loose, he'll get the pieces whether he can or not.

Oh, don't you worry, little vixen. I'll figure you out. Sooner or later, whether you like it or not.

“If you're expecting me to move in immediately, no. How about this? Give me a few days to decide and maybe pack up then I'll go with you and your… dumb head.”

once again, chuckling at your response before nodding and stretched his hand out as if to handshake on that deal.

staring at him weirdly at first before clasping your hand with his and shaking his hand, before moving away in a haste and clicking your tongue.

“My job here is done, I'll be waiting for your answer, darling.”

and with that he left with his men following behind, after hearing the lock click closed, you scoffed and went straight to your room, immediately to avoid your mother from scolding you again.

slamming the door shut and immediately going to your study desk and grabbing your private journal, it had a lock in it but luckily it's opened by your magic, you had nothing to worry about anyone opening it unless they had magic too.

you opened the journal as the lock clicked open, flipping through the pages as you looked for that one specific page.

Here it is.

you found the page, rereading everything including the details you wrote.

‘Rimuru Tempest, Chancellor of Jura Tempest Federation, One of the True Demon Lords, Octagram. W̸̡̞̭̼͖̖̮̪͐͝ĥ̵̢͕̯̮̘̣̲͍̙̾̓́̅̓̄̈́͒̕á̴͔̜̱̖̫̦̩̖̈́t̶̮̗͔̺̰͉̔ ̷͙̞̣͕͇͐̚̚̕a̸̢̺͚̦͔̗̅͒̚r̴̡̨̛̤͉͚̃͗̈͋̚ȩ̶̯̟̪̮̯̩̭̣̀̉͋̀̊̈́̈́́͊̚ ̶͔͙͚̬̬͖̓͒͋̈͗́̎͗́ÿ̴͍̜͙̭̟͕̫́̓̅͂̿͂̑̑́ͅö̶̦̺͕́̃u̴̼̦̞̮̔͋͛̈́͌ ̵̧̛̪͔͚̻̪̦̘̦̉̃͗͂͘͜͝ṯ̴̨̨͖̙͖͚̰͑͌͗̕͜ͅr̴̪͖̜̟̖͇̹̃̂̐̈̋͜͝͠y̸̞͓͖͘i̶̱̬̻̓̏̌̒n̶̨̡̙̩̳͎̩̰̮̈́̌̎́̉́̄͗̊g̵̗̪̯̗̱͇̬͈͔̅̿̑̊̚?̴̻̮̝̤̹̥̟̪̥̾͐̈́̅͊̓͝ ̴̤̮̝͈͈̥̠̞̳̊̒͑͜W̸̧̡͕̝̹͛̓́͒̇̋̑͊̑͘h̸̢̢͙͙͚̦̮̤͖͌́͆̋͜a̸̘̓̆̔̈́̔̀͗̎̈t̵̢̝̝̹̭͚̮̳̲̆̒ ̶̨͙̟̬͓͍̅̉̏̈́͗̔̐̈́̌͘a̸͎͎͙̿̈́͋r̴̨͕͎͍̙͉͉̓̉̈́͊͛̊́͊͠ě̸͖͚͚͍͚̪̙͖̯̓̀͒͌̐̔̾͘ ̷̯̭̱͎͋̂͒̾͊͠ŷ̶̛̝̼̹̜͙̻̞̫͐͌̏̈́̀õ̴͉̒͗̅̕ͅǘ̴̧̡͈̻͕̭̠͚̣́̏̌̍̏ͅ ̶͙̉́d̸̨̳̺̘̼̤̃͐͆̈́̅͂͐͒o̵̯̖̙͐̀́̉̅͒͠i̶̭͚̳̹̓͆͋́̕͘ņ̸̨͍̣͚̣͉́̇͂͌̇̐̒̋̋g̴̼̖̟͎̹͓̳̅̕̚?̵̨͉̥̬͔͖̼͔͒̇̊̔̍͂͗͝͠ͅ ̸̰͓͎̱̭͖̔͛͐̓̅̊͜Y̵̢̖͙̺̹͍̌͛́ǫ̷̨̬̤̼͕̤͕̱͛͒̑̕u̴̬̼̣͓̠̱̫͊̑̀̽͌͒̚͠ ̸̡̡͇̘̹͇̘̠̱͛̀͗̄͐̂͐̓̾͘s̵̊̂̓̅̓̚��̦̬͍̌ȟ̴͒͂̊̃̈́��̢̺͙͈̺̫̗̟̽͠ǫ̵̡̧̧̟͍̙̠̯̲͌̍̇̀͐̒ủ̵̩͖̞͚̞̔̔͑̆́͐͌͗́l̵͛ͅd̵̨̺̰̻̳̀̀̚ ̶̙̬̈̌͘ŵ̵̡̮̗̟̩͓̘͂͛̿̉͜a̶̢͈͔̘̓ī̶̡̡̡̛̺̜̺̱͚̺̊̿̇̀̎̈́ţ̸̬̈́̓́͗̿͝ ̸̢͈̥̖̺̺̻̘̈̅̊̃̀̾́̅̀͜u̵̩͔͚̓̀̔̕͝ṅ̴̡̛̩̝̭̭̝̈́̒̍̔̇̽͝t̵̠̖̂͋̀̐̾i̵̯͙̇̽̉̑̓͛̕͘͠ͅl̵̛̫̼̥̀͗́͘ ̶̨͍̝̳͖̹̖̺̮̆͝ţ̵̨̞̼̦̪̟͔̹̲̔͘h̵̨̃͑̑é̷̢͙̺̝̓̔͝͠͝͝ ̷͉̖̙̗͔̽̃̿̓͝n̴̫̙͇̝͔̞͋̄̓͋̃̌̅͗ȩ̷̻̻̙̠͎̟͛̓̔̓͂̊̒͑̎x̶͉͉͈̪̞͍̱͎̳̉̈́̓͑̕͜t̷̖͔̜͍̲͍͐͜͜͝ ̵̨̢̨̬̆̐͌́́͊̒̅o̵̞̼̞͎̥̖̗͛̽̆́͂̀̒̄n̵͒̀͊̄́̈́̌̕͜è̸̜͖̰͔̭̬̗̝͇̬̈.̴̜̿͋’

scoffing and abruptly closing the book, as you sat down at the edge of the bed with the journal on your lap, the bed slightly creaking under your weight.

What's going on? I know I died early before him last time, then why is he here? From what I know and remember, if another Him existed another one can't exist unless they're dead… he died, didn't he? And now I'm stuck with him again? Do I have to treat him the same as the previous ones? It'll hurt me AND him too, but who cares, I don't want to get too attached like the past time.

“Why can't I just relax without him for once? In almost every one, he's here, he's there, he's everywhere. As if he's following through the branches. This is getting irritating.”

I still have a few days before he comes back again but he'll try to persuade me… should I attempt to escape?... No, I'll just treat him coldly like usual, if I try to I already know he will chase me down until he finds me. Tch, he's so ambitious that it's annoying.

pondering through possibility to another possibility, after a while you realized if you try to run, you know he will chase you down as long as he's alive and until he finds you. although changing your identity and going to another country was tempting, knowing Rimuru, him being a mob boss, he probably has connections to get any information if you managed to change your identity and lived in another country.

all of these possibilities crashed and broke deciding that you will treat him coldly, even though he is your eternal love in everything. you decided to research more about Rimuru to see his reputation both on the underground and in the civil society, grabbing your ipad by the bedside table and went through the criminal articles, mafia documentaries, and the crimes that almost news media in the social media posted. he was definitely a infamous one, alright, his crimes were almost atrocious, illegal drug trafficking, prostitution rings, hundreds and I mean hundreds OF hundreds people killed by him and his family, Tempest Family. his family was obviously the most ruthless one, and the most influential family in the underground, the strongest amongst the other Families, the tog dogs of the pyramid, the main leading Family in the underground.

closing your ipad and plopping down on your back while covering your eyes with your hands, pondering after pondering, you decided to accept your situation and treat him coldly. but you didn't want to be the locked in wife, the one who's trapped, you want your freedom, you love your freedom, it doesn't matter if he becomes controlling, you'll still stand up tall and face him straight in the eyes.

tap, tap, tap!

seeing a familiar dove with purple ends by the tail of its feathers by the window, you sat up and crawled towards the window, opening it for the little dove.

“Dia, what are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you how in the world did you get in a marriage to him?”

the dove transformed into her human form, having long white hair with purple ends that reached her waist, and periwinkle eyes that sparkled like the stars in the night with the glimmer of innocence. she looked like a young adult by the age of 21. Arcadia was your childhood best friend, you and her were basically inseparable despite the abuse from your mother, you two stuck together like glue and paper, you were like sisters.

“I don't know myself, Dia. My mother got into debt because of her damn addiction of gambling, coincidentally or rather annoyingly by coincidence, getting in debt with the Tempest Family, it's annoying enough to be married to him, again.”

“But you're not running away are you? You're [Name] the bravest I've ever met! Don't even let him scare you, scare him back and show him that you can be independent yourself!!”

laughing at her enthusiasm as you watched Arcadia sat next to you, grasping your hands together, she had been doing this ever since you two met. her touch comforted the uneasiness that you didn't know you had, her touch was soothing enough to calm you down, she was the sweetest yet somewhat cunning much, anyone would think that she's completely innocent because of her cheerful and bright personality but behind that was an assassin who hides her identity. this was her current line of work, killing gangs that were troublesome, those killings were often requested by one of the Families in the mafia, you knew her line of work. hilarious enough, no one in the underground even the Families knew of her actual identity behind that assassin persona.

“Alright, alright. I know that, Dia, it's just being married to a stranger?... dropping that aside, how's your blood work?”

“Hehe~~ Still calling my line of work ‘blood work’? How creative of you, [N/N]!~ Well, it's been going well, many have been commissioned to kill certain targets or gangs. And as usual, no one has ever been close to hiding my identity, it's sooooo entertaining to see people struggling to uncover my identity but I've been killing them or letting my butler give them false information.”

“You're a dove who's supposed to be pure and innocent yet it's the opposite, hilarious.”

giggling at your words while she gave you a sly smile before taking out a folder, that folder included some of her plans, they included you. you grabbed the folder from Arcadia’s hands and opened it, reading the contents inside.

“What's this?”

“My plans for you and your marriage with that man, Rimuru Tempest, was it? You can be cold and dismissive but… he'll never know what we are planning, if he did try to dig for information, my butler will instead spread false information.”

“Your butler? Is he one of our childhood friends? Macarius, was it? That guy has gotten skilled lately, hasn't he? To think someone like him who acts noble and could fit a lawyer would pick a dangerous line of work, I'm guessing he never got hired or commissioned.”

“Correct, he never wanted to be hired or be commissioned to kill someone, he wanted to help me with my schemes!~ Although he's busy doing something right now, don't worry though! He still updates me daily and occasionally.”

scoffing at her words, almost laughing. Macarius was another one of your childhood friends, the three of you were inseparable since you three met. Macarius had a gentle personality that matched with his delicate and gentle looks but his job doesn't necessarily match his looks, almost like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

after reading the full contents of the folder, Arcadia was smart as ever, not missing a single flaw in her plan, no gaps, even few backup plans were made in case the others went wrong.

“I'm sure this plan will work successfully with your and Macarius’s help, everything will be flawless.”

“Heh~⁠♪ No gaps or mistake are always missed, you can count on us, [Name].”

[cayleek1014]

Examination (Toji Fushiguro)

a/n: This is the first ever oneshot I'm ever posting on here, and I'm very nervous! Please give me any recommendations for any characters I should do or any critiques! I'm mostly comfortable with doing JJK characters as of right now, but I'd love to write for any other characters from another anime/show! I write with an oc in mind, but you can imagine the mc to be whoever you want and look however you want, but my oc will always be black!! I hope you enjoy this fic!

cw: dub-con, fingering, squirting, virgin!oc, gynecologist!Toji, age gap (oc is in early 20s, Toji is in mid-40s), praise, pet names (sweetheart), naive oc, perv!Toji

Word count: 1.1k words

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“Kyoko Takahashi? Dr. Fushiguro will see you now,” Kyoko stood up nervously as she grabbed her purse, following the nurse to the back. It was her first time at an OBGYN, and she had no clue what to expect. All she knew was that a doctor looked…down there and made sure nothing was wrong. She also knows she could get contraceptives here as well. “You can sit right there on the table, and I’ll take your vitals,” the nurse instructed. Her blood pressure, height, weight, and temperature were all taken, and she felt a little more relaxed. “I’ll need you to disrobe and put one of the covers on and the doctor would be right there,” The nurse gave a warm smile as she rolled the equipment out and closed the door behind her. 

Disrobe? Meaning I have to be naked in front of my doctor?! She tried to calm her nerves as her hands shakily untied her shoes. She took all her clothes off, put on the gown, and then sat on the examination table. She played with her fingers as she waited, a bundle of nerves in her tummy. A few minutes passed, and the doctor walked in, holding a clipboard and pen. Her breath hitched in her throat at how attractive he was. This was her first time meeting him, but she didn’t expect him to be male and attractive. His piercing green eyes looked at her as he sat on the rolling stool at the computer. She noticed a small scar on the left side of his lip and wondered how he got it. 

“How are you doing today, Ms. Takahashi?” He gave her a warm smile. “F–fine,” She squeaked. He glanced at her, that smile still on her face. “I’m guessing this is your first appointment?” 

“H-how can you tell?” “You’re really nervous. Don’t worry, sweetheart; I’ll take good care of you, okay?” She nodded, butterflies filling her stomach at the pet name. “Thank you, Dr. Fushiguro.” “Please, call me Toji. I hate the formalities,” Toji eyed her up and down, and he could tell she had a good figure under the robe. He knows he’s not supposed to be attracted to his patients, but she was the prettiest one he ever had. He could tell she was naive since this was her first examination. He could get away with touching her in a non-doctor way. “I’m going to ask you some questions, and I need you to be honest with me, okay?” She nodded, and he turned towards her in the chair. “You’re 22 years old, correct?” “Yes.”

“Are you sexually active?” “N-no. I-I’m a virgin,” Toji tried to hide his excitement. “No need to be embarrassed, sweetie. Just waiting for the one?” “Yeah, and it seems like no one wants to have sex with me.” “That’s crazy! You’re a beautiful girl. I’m sure there’s someone,” She blushed slightly while shaking her head. Toji continued asking her questions about her body and if she had any issues. “Okay, I’m going to do an examination right now. You’re going to feel some discomfort, but it’s normal,” He stood up and put gloves on. “Lay back and put your feet on these and spread your legs,” she nervously laid back on the table and put her feet up, but kept her knees together. “You’re gonna have to spread your legs, sweetheart. I need to check you out,” He sat on the stool and rolled over to her. “I have to spread you open.” “Spread me…open?!” He chuckled at her. “Yes, love. How else am I gonna see if everything is okay down there?” “By an x-ray?” She was beyond nervous. She didn’t know he would be looking in her. “Dr. Toji, I’m very nervous,” “It’s normal to be nervous. But I’m right here to comfort you, okay? Just close your eyes and focus on my voice. Don’t think about what I’m about to do, okay? Can you do that for me?” She nodded, and he grabbed her legs, spreading them open. She was glistening already, and he had to hide his smirk. He rubbed his gloved fingers against her lips, and they were covered in her slick. “I’m gonna insert the tool, okay? You’ll feel some slight discomfort,” He did his routine examination and determined everything was good.

 “You did so well for me, sweetie,” He took the tool out and set it on the tray to be cleaned later. “I have one more thing to do, okay? I have to feel your ovaries and uterus to see if there’s any fibroids there,” This was his favorite part; inserting his fingers in his patients and watching them squirm as he pressed against their walls to check for “fibroids.” When it was his sick way of making them cum. He wouldn’t do this to everyone, just the ones he found attractive and were easily flustered. 

And when someone as naive as Kyoko dropped into his hold, he couldn’t resist. He held her thigh down with one hand, and with the other, he rubbed his fingers against her clit. He eased one finger inside her, her walls already clenching around him. “Kyoko, ya gotta loosen up, love. It’s gonna hurt for a little bit, but ya have to relax,” She took a deep breath and exhaled. Toji was able to put his finger in, and she squirmed. She is a virgin; he thought as he moved his finger around her walls. “Your finger is too big,” She whined. If you think that’s big… “It’s okay, sweetheart. I know you can handle it. I’m gonna try to put the other finger in,” He attempted to fit another finger in, and with the help of some lube, he could fit it. 

He moved his gloved fingers in and out of her, a squelching sound filling the room. He pressed against her walls, checking what he was supposed to, and felt nothing. He continued moving his fingers around, eventually finding the spot he sought: her g-spot. How did he know he found it? Well, Kyoko practically jumped off the table when he found it. “T-that felt weird,” He pressed the spot again, earning a slight whine from her. “How did that feel?”

“G–good. Is this a part of the exam?”

“It is. I’ve got to make sure everything is working correctly, princess,” The pet name sent butterflies to her stomach. 

Toji picked up the pace, and the volume of her moans and whimpers gradually got louder. He watched her face contorting in pleasure as he kept hitting that spot, her moans fueling the boner growing in his slacks. She felt a coiling sensation in her stomach, and her eyes rolled back as she came on Toji’s fingers. “Did I pee?!” Toji looked up at her, grinning. “No, sweetheart, you squirted. How about we test something bigger, eh?” He stood up, and her eyes widened at the size of the bulge. “Think you can handle this?” 

[burningthetree]

for the writing ask!

politely requesting numbers: 2, 4, 13, 21, 30, 31, 45, (i'm always looking for stuff to read) 66

i know this is so many lol i'd love to hear them all btu pick and choose ones you'd like to answer!

love you 4ever <3

Hi love! Ask and ye shall receive <3 under the cut because I ramble, I love you <3

2. A notable time a narrative / character has looked me dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing”

Either one of my long fics to be honest. When I started writing fmn, it was supposed to be a 10k one-shot and turned into a 150k monster. When I started writing s&w, it was supposed to be 50k, and we’re at 124k and I’m halfway through now. In fmn, I blame Bokuto. In s&w, I blame Kuroo and Iwaoi, because they introduced these ridiculous side-plots that were never meant to be there. And in s&w, I also blame Atsumu, because turns out that he’s more fun to write than I originally thought. They all raised their middle fingers at me and are so mean actually

4. the plot bunny I’ve been carrying for the longest? Bonus: Do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential regret?

Mmm I think that would be my high fantasy idea? I’ve had it since I was 13-ish but I don’t think I’ll ever end up writing it. I do think about why I keep ignoring it, but I think it’s just because it’s an intimidating genre, though it makes me sad that this holds me back from trying. (I did start drafting a fictional language and its grammar, but got stuck while working on my thesis.) The deep existential regret is there for sure :)

13. A writing experience that has pleasantly surprised me

I’ve been doing some original writing lately, and I have a submission for a student magazine that got accepted. I had to work together with an editor and send my draft back and forth to work on it and I was dreading it—it’s so jarring to send your writing to someone and them editing it. But it was the loveliest experience I could have ever asked for, and I am so glad I was brave and send in an idea that they ended up accepting. That being said, I also have my most recent writing experience where I’m actually working towards a deadline to have it published (and available for judgement from a jury and also available for purchase?). It’s been really scary IMO but, after writing my first three chapters, my best friend read them and gave me feedback, while my other friends encouraged me to do it. And it’s just so lovely to finally manage to be open about me being passionate about writing and having my friends be so lovely and supportive :)

21. A writer to co-write a book with and what we’d write about

Honestly my favourite author is R.F.Kuang and in my dreams, we are working on a novel together. I don’t know what we’d write about, but I think we would have a similar passion across genres as well as an affinity for linguistics, and I think we’d make a neat team. I’d also learn so much from here so that would be pretty cool overall. In terms of fanfiction writers, I’d write something with you Cat :) it’d be a Romeo and Juliet x Haikyuu crossover

30. Most inspirational quote I’ve ever read / heard that is still important to me

From R. F. Kuang’s Babel: “That’s just what translation is, I think. That’s all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they’re trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands.” It’s just. Yummy.

As a teenager, this one meant a lot to me, and it still comes to mind for each time someone asks me for a quote: “Broken is not the same as unfixable.” From Marissa Meyer’s Lunar Chronicles.

45. Name of three of my favourite fanfic writers

Since you’re asking for writing recommendations, I guess I won’t name you -_- in Haikyuu, it’s CheCheCheer, daydreamer1227, eldureira. THIS IS DIFFICULT. I’m trying not to name the ones that show up in like every rec list lol

66. When I have felt the most confident in my writing

I think that is each time my friends read something I write and then they tell me their honest opinion, which is usually positive. And like, I trust my friends to be completely honest with me and tell me if something is garbage. So that is always a big confidence boost. Also, a long, long time ago when I was 10 years old, we had creative writing workshops in school, and my teacher complimented my writing and told me that I was good at it. Getting approval from him and a couple of other teachers as well as encouragement really meant a lot, and I don’t think I would have continued writing as much if I didn’t have this memory to fall back on :)

[sincerelyhannahx]

reading 'a curse for true love' for the first time

'caraval' was my favourite fantasy series until i read 'once upon a broken heart' and i have been WAITING for the waterstones edition paperback of 'a curse for true love' to come out for over a year (its got to match the rest of my set - the reader girlies get it) AND NOW I FINALLY HAVE IT!!! and i always wish i could read my favourite books for the first time again so this might help me relive this experience.

this goes without saying but there will be spoilers for 'a curse for true love' by stephanie garber up ahead (albeit without context) so just a heads-up for that.

my first time reading 'ouabh' and 'tbona' i was like apollo, you're a bitch. my second time reading 'ouabh' and 'tbona' i was like apollo, you're less of a bitch. so now i'm going into this one very conflicted. obviously erasing eva's memories is a big no but i don't think it was out of malice... although i'm expecting to be proven wrong.

why do i feel like martine is marisol? or someone else relevant. i'm going to be second guessing everyone because they could literally just lie and i'd have no idea.

SHE'S SEVENTEEN??? i knew that but jesus christ she is a child.

omg a new gentleman??? JACKS??? nvm its kristof. i got excited for nothing. where's jacks? i miss him.

OMFG SHE'S REMEMBERING THE CLIFF JUMP FROM 'TBONA' AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH that's so valid i think about it all the time too bestie.

wait apollo pov??? OHHHHMYYYYGOODDDDDDD!!!!!!

this is interesting character development for apollo i like it. i like that his 'death' changed him and we're not just back to square one.

lmaoooo ofc luc ran away.

oh shit yeah the valors are back. why did i assume they'd just be sat in the vault the whole time? obviously they're going to be up and about doing things.

GET PREGNANT WITH AN HEIR??? 1) let's circle back to the fact she is SEVENTEEN??? 2) then let's circle back to the fact SHE DOES NOT REMEMBER THIS MAN, that's literally sexual assault no thanks let's not do that.

wait tiberius gave him the scars? that's odd. why? give me the reasoning.

what has this wanted poster done to jacks' face??? just say you're jealous and move on.

EVANGELINE FOX AND THE PRINCE OF HEARTS!!! this is the one you want to be reading eva.

garrick you bitch.

noooooooo the engagement is over??? i mean i know it was inevitable but sorry for wanting my girl lala to be happy.

ooh what's this scroll?

'please come!' OMG IS THIS LALA??? SHE WAS DESCRIBED WITH SILVER HAIR BEFORE??? LALA IS THIS YOU??? i'm clowning so hard rn.

SOMEONE PUSHED HER??? wait why do i actually not know who. like who's the villain? there's apollo but he genuinely cares for eva... even if he's going about it in all the wrong ways. wait is this him to be like 'told you its not safe'? omg istg if it is.

awww wait this is like the story of how her parents met. that's cute.

jacks??? JACKS??? JACKS!!! sorry but who tf is evangeline i only know little fox.

omg memories from the hollow i'm going to cry.

NAHHHHH SHUT THE FUCK UP - WE GET A JACKS POV??? HOLD UP I NEED TO DO A LAP AROUND MY ROOM OMG!!! stephanie garber i love you.

jacks you're so down bad i'm laughing out loud.

'you can call me archer' OH WE ARE SO BACK ALEXA PLAY THE ARCHER.

'or i'll toss you off this bridge' help you can't lie anymore jacks i see right through you and your empty threats. you won't do shit.

okay but why is he training her? who's trying to kill her? or is he just paranoid? well obviously not if someone pushed her down a well. and this wouldn't be the first time she'd died. but even so give me names. tiberius? marisol? luc?

THE KNIFE!!! that whole scene was crazy but THE KNIFE!!!

... wait he's twenty? but evangeline's seventeen. what age are you considered an adult in the north? please help. (i know jacks is like a thousand or whatever but that's different.)

OMG IT WAS APOLLO THAT PUSHED HER!!! not him specifically BUT STILL HIM!!! THAT BASTARD!!! AND HE'S TORTURING INNOCENT PEOPLE TO TAKE THE BLAME??? nah fuck this guy this ain't protective this is batshit insane.

okay nvm i think martine is just a maid. she's probably not marisol.

wait if she goes to the hollow will her memories come back because curses don't work there? idk if its a memory curse but that could be a shout... or i just want an excuse to go to the hollow again.

i thought i wasn't going to like aurora but ykw she's a girlie™

is the employer apollo? i know he arranged for her to be pushed down a well but this seems a bit dramatic. like is he okay?

shit the fortunas are gone that's big. OMG THIS WAS CHAOS WASN'T IT? or castor now ig. BUT HE WAS THE MONSTER FROM THE VALORY and its also strange we haven't seen him yet.

NVM APOLLO IS A CONFIRMED PSYCHOPATH - SERIOUSLY IS HE OKAY?

no don't kiss him eva; he's just stabbed a child.

I KNEW IT WAS CASTOR which probably wasn't too hard to figure out but i'm giving myself credit where i can.

so i'm going to need jacks to become human again by the end of this or i don't know what i'm going to do. give my man his humanity back.

TRUSTING BYRON OVER AURORA??? yeah sorry eva we're not agreeing on this one. girl code says never trust a guy over a girl.

THIS IS WHAT I SAID NEVER TRUST A MAN FOR FUCKS SAKE. wait petra. oh well this has just got more interesting.

oh eva :(

JACKS!! FRIENDS DON'T STAB EACH OTHER!! although realistically chaos should have died long ago so that's just the universe righting itself. although by that logic evangeline should also be dead. but if chaos died when he was supposed to then she wouldn't have died so the universe owes her one.

oh nvm he's not dead.

'I AM A MONSTER BUT I'M YOUR MONSTER, EVANGELINE' EVERYBODY SHUT UP I'M GOING TO START CRYING AGAIN.

THEY'RE BACK IN THE HOLLOW I AM WEEPING.

'ONE BED' I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO SEE TWO WORDS IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!! well maybe except for little fox. BUT EVAJACKS ONE BED TROPE THIS IS EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED!!!

are his eyes bloodshot because he cries blood? don't do this to me stephanie garber i'm fragile.

SHE REMEMBERS AAHHHHH OKAY ITS HAPPENING THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS THE REAL THING PEOPLE BRACE YOURSELVES wait where did jacks go?

I AM AN AURORA VALOR STAN I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS!

nvm the whole thing was aurora's fault. although ykw i don't even care, that's just gaslight gatekeep girlboss behaviour.

apollo. you and me are going to have words. you need a serious reality check.

LALA I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH THE BESTIES ARE BACK TOGETHER!!! eva, lala, aurora - girlie trio that's all i want.

'what's the point of having friends if they're not there to support your bad decisions?' after drinking way too much wine - they are so girlhood.

NOPE DON'T TRUST HIM THIS ISN'T JACKS WHEN HAS HE EVER USED THE NAME 'PET'. wait no no no no no no this is apollo. this must be what aurora gave him to make evangeline love him. HE'S PRETENDING TO BE JACKS!!!

nvm its not apollo. BUT IT STILL ISN'T JACKS.

aurora valor i love you so much.

the way aurora is the villain now and i still can't bring myself to hate her.

AURORA PUT THE ARCHER'S CURSE ON JACKS DIDN'T SHE?

ohhh wait dane is dane valor. i thought the brother of aurora's that lala was in love with was castor. why are there so many valors i can't remember them all i was like who the hell is dane? but then why was there such a vibe between lala and castor...

see aurora isn't entirely evil (but even if she was, i'd still support her).

"ONLY A GIRL WHO WILL NEVER LOVE JACKS CAN SURVIVE THE KISS" that's so funny go donatella you absolute legend.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

"YOU WERE DYING" "NO I JUST FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE" OOOOOOHHHHHHHMYYYYYGGOOOODODDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

omg apollo can you actually go away. like i'm over this now.

'it is. its taking you.' AHAHAHA OMG GET FUCKED APOLLO

its over. i'm not ready. stephanie garber please write a fourth one. i don't need a plot or any conflict. a sitcom-esque fourth book with domestic evajacks. please. that's all i need. i'm so empty without it.

[dalekofchaos]

Red Dead Redemption 3:Mac Callander's story

While I'd prefer the third game would be about either Landon Ricketts or Sadie, Charles and Jack, I do see the potential of Mac Callander as the protagonist of the story.

Rockstar gave many clues. Even though we never see him, everyone remembers him with love and longing, Bill calls him both a good person and heartless (this may be the honor system), and the fact that he was on the ferry during the Blackwater robbery is another reason.

Arthur was not on the ferry so we could not observe the events there. On the ferry were Dutch, Micah, Sean, John, Javier, Davey and Mac. Names like Arthur, Jenny, Hosea, Lenny, Bill and Charles were only present in the Blackwater massacre but not on the ferry, and this is definitely a reason for Mac to be the main character. We can see the Blackwater massacre and the failed robbery on the ferry through Mac's eyes.

In an interrupted dialogue, it is said that when Arthur's horse was shot at Blackwater, Mac gave him his horse to escape. This is a fitting ending for the main character of RDR. Arthur helped John escape.

John also helped Jack escape. If Mac helps Arthur escape, as in this dialogue, he will definitely complete his atonement before he dies, and we already know what happened to Mac. He gave Arthur his horse and was later killed by Milton. We will see Mac and Davey's brotherly relationship, just like Arthur and John's brotherly relationship. Mac is not the wild guy he is made out to be.

It seemed to me that Davey was the crueler brother, while Mac was the softer one. Milton told Arthur that Mac taught him philosophy, which shows that Mac was a philosophical character like Arthur.

Some people say the Callander brothers can't be the main characters because they're wild, but everyone except Lenny and Charles loved them. Lenny and Charles hadn't been in a gang long enough to like them. One of our main characters abandoned his 1-year-old child and the other beat a man with tuberculosis to death.

So Mac and Davey are no better or worse than Arthur and John. Mac could be the main character because no one talks bad about him. If someone talks bad, they either badmouth Davey or say "Callander brothers." Mac was probably disliked by Lenny and Charles because he sided with Davey, because Lenny and Charles never spoke ill of Mac. But Lenny specifically guesses that Davey started the Blackwater massacre.

Also, Charles said that the brothers were wild, they never talked bad about Mac, they only talked bad about Davey because according to the dialogue, Davey is a professional poker player, a brawler and a drunk, but there is no evidence that he is a bad person. And honestly I think it would be cool to have the brothers be duel honor siblings. Mac is high honor, while Davey is low honor.

Everyone in the gang, including Hosea and Arthur, misses the Callander brothers. Believe me, the people Hosea loves can never be bad. Maybe we can switch between Davey and Mac like in GTA 5. Some say we should play Jack's experiences after RDR1 or Dutch's story of establishing the gang. But neither of these are redemption stories.

There's no redemption for Jack and Dutch, but there's still redemption for Mac. At the same time, the Wild West was already over in 1914, so it would be ridiculous to play Jack. It would be ridiculous to play a character like Dutch who has no redemption story and is also the villain of the first two games

Some people ask how Arthur can be a playable character in the epilogue of the game if Mac is the main character and the last mission of the game is the Blackwater massacre, because there are 3 days between the Blackwater massacre and the beginning of RDR2. You remember, Arthur had a saying like this: "A friend of mine used to say: Revenge is a fool's game." In the Epilogue part of the game, the dead main character is avenged, but if Arthur says revenge is absurd, there is no need for him to take revenge.

Arthur doesn't have anyone he can take revenge on anyway. He can't kill Milton because Abigail kills him later. In a newspaper in RDR1, it is said that a character of the game, Landon Rickets, took part in the Blackwater Massacre in 1899. Maybe in the Epilogue, we can play out how Landon escaped to Mexico after the massacre.

We saw Davey for a total of 20 seconds, and we also saw Jenny in a drawing in Arthur's diary. And these two characters have graves, but we have never seen Mac, and Mac does not have a grave, and this adds extra mystery to it. It's like we are being given a sign by not having a grave for the 3rd game

[vampirecatsw]

*CLAPS HANDS AND RUBS THEM TOGETHER* NOW THAT I'M FINISHED ANSWERING YOUR ASK, CYN. (BLESS YOU, BLESS YOU!) PLEASE DO THE CHARACTER OPINION BINGO FOR KAITO, AOKO, SHINICHI, AND RAN. PRETTY PLEASE. MAY YOUR DAY BE SPECTACULAR!

Hi! Here's my ask with drawings (of various quality, you can see as I drew more I got more into the swing HAAHHAH. That's what I get for being so rusty - I don't actually draw that often.) The colours I used are ones I associate with the characters!

ft. my very informal writing style, probably like a thousand typos because I'm typing this at 1am, and many shoutouts to amazing dcmk creators 🥰

Also, please check out Anna's ask! https://akai-anna.tumblr.com/post/739521989281234944/hey-there-my-lovely-mutual-3-3-i-love-when-you

Anna, you're so lovely, fr. I hope this makes you giggle and swing your feet, I had such a fun time thinking about them! I added my own flair with my drawings <3

Feel free to ask me to decipher any handwriting

P.s. That character with the hat you'll see is my sona! I'm calling him Sol because that's another online name I seem to take up often. Feel free to call me Sol as well!

(Shameless plug: Check out my art blog - cyndraws - if you like my art! Also, it has some au ramblings too ^v^. https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/)

KAITO

Bingo count: 4 (well, If I ticked only more more box, I could have extra bingos for almost every extra box I ticked haha...)

The art: I gave up at first and just drew him as a stick figure. Then I added clothes to him, that's why he's so proportionally off,,, My beloved blorbo, I feel like I did you so dirty 😭

Fun challenge: Guess what I was inspired by when I drew Kaito's and Aoko's outfits.

I'm literally in love with him no joke. The love is too intense aughhdfk. What kind of love? Yes. I would do anything for him. I'd be so clingy fr.

Headcanons? Sooo many. Not even a joke. They're too integrated into my brain at this point so yeah haha

His HANDS. Slim and very fast and flexible. They have callouses - screw smooth hands. Callouses as a sign of his hard work throughout his entire life.

Fox? He's a fox. So silly, little trickster. https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739418480470851584/look-me-in-the-eyes-and-tell-me-kaito-isnt-a-fox

Let's just link my simping art here too: https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739224275061456896/im-such-a-simp-help-me-kaito-simps-unite-pls Please let me squish his cheeks please...PLEASE

Bonus: Old character opinion bingo for Kaito: https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/post/739190201679757312/everyone-if-im-going-to-expose-myself-as-a-kaito I got over the fear 👍 It's from a while back, like maybe... 2022? idk

I love unhinged Kaito

Gender? Please. I'll take any masc at this point HAHAH

Canon isn't real - Like it's amazing but also like... underwhelming. *Shakes it vigorously* GIVE ME MORE. MORE EKODA GANG. MORE SUPPORT FOR KAITO. LET KAITO CRY. I WANT MORE WORLD BUILDING ON AKAKO AND TO SEE THE KUROBA FAMILY MORE (+ a billion more requests.) PLEASE GOSHO IM BEGGING

(It's ok, I got the fics for these cravings 👍)

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2. AOKO

Bingo count: 0

Wow. I realised just how little brain space I dedicate to her... but she's also so silly. I love her so much. She's a great character to pair up with Kaito (for any relationships, I love when they're having fun together.) She doesn't need more suffering <3

I love sm how in MK1412 they added extra scenes of the Ekoda gang! And Aoko looks so cute in it! (everyone else? ... it varies)

Snowball fight! ^

Now this is a hella hot take but I personally think KaiAo is much more interesting than ShinRan (for me). And fun too, because I've always been drawn to fun and teasing dynamics like these over the more romantic ones (if you get what I mean by more romantic). KaiAo and Shinran both are such wonderful couples though. *Bangs fists on table* THEY'RE BOTH SO UNBEARABLE CUTEEE

Someone told me I have very similar vibes to Aoko and I've been reevaluating myself XDD. No but I can see it. I think we have a similar energy (in my brain at least, I'm much more tired when I go out) and even preferred fashion.

Would give her a kiss anytime. Definitely. Let's go out on a picnic and have a fun hangout. We would be good friends.

Aolele theory by alizardjae: Please check it out!!! https://alizardjae.tumblr.com/post/134111960564/alright-finally-got-around-to-writing-this-thing Basically it's the summary I wrote up there. I whole heartedly believe in it, because it's a fun theory and I've done it before myself (...ehem annoying relatives) - so it's definitely believable. And I love the idea of Aoko Holmes being carried over from Nonchalant Lupin (<- Prototype of Magic Kaito. It's a fun read!)

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3. SHINICHI/CONAN

Bingo count: 4

Drawing was inspired by that scene where Conan gets suspicious of Hanzawa-san (from The Culprit Hanzawa, a spinoff of dcmk.)

Ok, so the thing is, I have a very strange relationship with him.

He's so silly, right? He so fun, he's adorable, so caring and well meaning, but I'm scared of him. I wouldn't want to meet him. I'm terrified even though he's so nice 😭. So I'd rather observe from a distance (hence the drawing ^ but I'd definitely set off his senses a lot.)

(What does it say about me that I'm scared of Shin/Cone but not Kaito? I'm working on overcoming my fear of Conan/Shin, I promise *on my hands and knees* I REALLY AM)

(My irl friend understands why I'm so terrified, I've explained the crazy stunts he's done and his very illegal spy equipment to them... they actually got a nightmare about Conan that night. He's such a law breaking little gremlin (affectionate)) So...no kisses for you, detective... only because I'm too intimidated 😭 But I'll gladly make content dedicated to you and fawn over you <3

If it's not already obvious, Kai > Shin/Cone for me. But he's definitely a close second.

Shin's/Cone's aesthetic? So peak. His detective work and general vibes with the series is so banging. That clean formal attire - I love wearing more formal stuff out. Being judged for it? At this point I don't really care hahaha. His mismatching outfits are so endearing, but I don't really vibe with them.

Canon is kinda frustrating for me. Well, as usual, I love to pick out the pieces I love and keep them dear to my heart. Ugh I want more identity issues and character relationship focuses. And more Shinran, this is literally ridiculous for slowburn lol.

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4. RAN

Bingo count: 0

I drew a masterpiece for her. As she deserves 🥰. (Fun fact, this is the first time I've drawn her properly.)

Drawing inspirations:

Sakura Class! It was so adorable. I loved seeing the povs of both Shin and Ran. The Sakura couple,,, 🥺🥺 why are they so cute

LavenderTowne! Her art is amazing and her art tips are always so helpful: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCD4XIm3ZFhT72WjqhIXMN9w

In particular, I used these two tutorials: Easy Background: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Zw5oB-ir5R0 Easy Lighting: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/shWoTarp_Vk

*ehem* Back to our ask now

Ran is so lovely! Such a queen, so adorable, such an icon! Have you seen her puff out her cheeks in chapter 1120? (+ many other instances of her being cute of course.)

(^ well, now you've seen it)

I love her with sass! It's so funny and fitting for her. And paired with her badassness? Wow. She's amazing. She has such a big heart too <3

I can see how Shinichi fell for her at first sight, she really is so pretty and cute. Her smile was such a direct hit to his heart XD

Obligatory shoutouts!:

Amazing Shinran analysis by rabbitsrants: https://www.tumblr.com/rabbitsrants/737479648281329664?source=share

Really REALLY cute Shinran art by detshin: https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734222664310358016?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734913462286909440?source=share Their blog also has really cute Shinran content!

For some reason, I associate the english localised names to the more sarcastic and witty characterisations in the funimation dub. That's why I wrote Rachel.

Maybe it's because of halfpenny_jones's amazing characterisation: https://archiveofourown.org/users/halfpenny_jones/pseuds/halfpenny_jones/works?fandom_id=964594 Please check out their works too!

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That's the end~ Thanks so much for asking! It was so enjoyable to ponder and draw. And I'll always take opportunities to talk about them.

Feel free to chat again whenever you feel like it <3 And also, feel free to ask about many other things too, like more character bingos or aus if you find them interesting. I hope you also enjoy them if you go through them.

See you next illusion~

[annymation]

I reread the backstory of the villains and at the end you mentioned that Amaya is Persephone and Magnifico is Hades (from Disney). I was wondering which of the ancient Greek gods (or other characters from Greek mythology) do you associate Asha and Aster with?

So I kept looking for greek love stories with happy endings... And as ya'll can imagine that's a pointless endeavor, most are tragedies, and the few happy ones we do have don't fit with Asha and Aster.

So instead I decided to just pick greek characters that remind me of Asha and Aster, regardless of who those loved.

I'd say Asha reminds me most to Medea

Now hear me out, I know what you're thinking (If you're familiar with her myth)

"But Anny! Medea killed people!"

Yeah yeah I know, that's not what gives me Asha vibes in her, quick summary for those who don't know:

Medea was a princess, that fell in love with a "hero" named Jason

(She only fell in love with him because Hera made her fall in love with him, so she would help him survive the many trials her father was putting him through, Jason was like Hera's champion, that's why she gave him this lil intervention)

So Jason took Medea home with him, after she literally saved his life, and they had two kids together. But later, Jason decided he wanted to marry another princess, like, one still in power instead of Medea that was a run away princess.

Medea obviously got furious that her husband would marry someone else just for the perks. But she didn't just sit down and took it like many other maidens in greek mythology would, nuh-uh, she started plotting her revenge.

She elaborated a plan to kill both their kids and Jason's new girlfriend, through clever scheming and also potions- because did I mention she makes potions? Yeah turns out Medea was also a big inspiration for me when writing Amaya, she's kinda my favorite girl in greek mythology.

So WHY does she reminds me of Asha? Well simple, Asha stood up against injustice and did everything she possibly could to outwit the villains and had plenty of moments where her quick thinking saved her by a hair (Flashback to the climax of Kingdom of Wishes). Asha plans things out and speaks her mind, she and Medea are both strong, not physically, but in their wit.

I guess I could also compare her to Ariadne since she was also clever by helping Theseus escape the minotaur labyrinth, buuuuut Ariadne isn't as cool as Medea, like come on, at the end of the classical stage play she RIDES HELIOS FLYING CHARIOT LIKE A FREAKIN GODDESS JUST TO TAUNT JASON!!! SAYING SHE TOOK EVERYTHING FROM HIM!!! THEN SHE PROPHESIZES HE'LL DIE ALONE!!!! AND THAT THE GODS ARE ON HER SIDE!!! BECAUSE HES A LYING LIL OATH BREAKER!!!

Anyway, it gives me the vibes of Asha flying on her hand drawn flying carpet to defeat Magnifico and Amaya, and then saying "No one believes your lies anymore" while they're being turned into stone, she's just a badass like that.

As for Aster, maybe it's the Epic: The Musical fan in me talking, but eh, Odyseus.

Simply because I can totally see Aster going through hell and back to find Asha, the same way Odyseus did for Penelope, and also because I can see him being dumb enough to give his full name and address to a cyclops he just blinded. But as more and more shenanigans happen (And by that I mean most of his army freaking dying) he becomes more willing to be more ruthless for the sake of his men that are left and so they can go back home, similar to how Aster matured and even got a lil sadistic in the end there when he decided to turn the villains into stone.

Alternatively, I could also let the Hadestown fan in me win and say he reminds me of Orpheus, but that makes me too sad, considering what happens to Orpheus and Eurydice in the end. Let's say if you cut Orpheus turning to look back, yeah that relationship is very Aster and Asha vibes.

@superkooku you like greek mythology right? Do you have other ideas?

[tigirl-and-co]

Middle-Aged Man (But Not a Dad (Probably))

Heyooooo, back at it again with a super rough draft for a fic!

inspired by @dballzposting but especially THIS post!

Basic plot summary is Trunks accidentally imprinted on Yamcha like a baby bird but is too emotionally stunted from growing up with the least familial family in all of classic anime to realize that he's being weird as hell about it.

To nobody's surprise, it's a character study! Woohoo!

And before we begin, I wrote almost all of this while dead tired, so it's probably even rougher than my usual rough drafts, but good god I wanted to write this sooooo bad.

Obsession ran on both sides of his family. This was an issue for Trunks, as he'd really fucking rather be thinking about quite literally anything else. But here he was, at the get-together-slash-party-slash-ritual-to-appease-a-big-purple-cat-with-food-so-we-don't-get-blown-up, staring at his mom's ex from the other side of the dessert table.

And praying said ex wouldn't look up from the eclairs he'd never be able to afford otherwise and see Trunks' stupid, stupid eyes staring at him.

But he did.

Fuck.

"Hey, Champ! How've ya been, Buddy?" Yamcha said, in his stupid fucking aging dudebro voice that filled Trunks with an overwhelming sensation of warmth and comfort. He hated it. Yamcha smiled at him the way, Trunks thought, a dad smiles at his somewhat estranged son.

It was probably a kinder smile than his real dad gave when he hugged him for the first time. Not that Trunks would know. Couldn't really see Vegeta's face, too busy experiencing every emotion he could name and also being shoved against Vegeta's inhuman, statuesque form.

It fucking felt like being shoved face-first into a statue, too.

Not like Yamcha probably felt, with his all-too-human physique. There was a softness that covered his features, even though he was still as tough and muscular as ever.

He kinda reminded Trunks of the big blue guy from Monsters Inc. But like, less serious. And very slightly less hairy.

Trunks had been staring too long, but apparently Yamcha was willing to write off the icy glare as a genetic thing and not an actual threat, because he approached the teen with no hint of trepidation.

He stood in front of Trunks and hucked a thumb at the spread of confections behind him. "Yo, you tried the weird cream cake thing? The one covered in chocolate? No idea what it is, but it is good!"

Trunks tried desperately to claw himself out of this conversation with "It's called an eclair cake." He wasn't sure whether or not he had meant to sound that gruff. Either way he sounded too much like his dad, and it pissed him off more.

"Yo, what? They can make eclairs into cake? That's crazy!" Yamcha took pause and then nearly busted his gut, laughing a bit too loud like guys that age tend to do. "But I guess when you're rich, you can pay people to cook up just about anything!"

There! An opening! Trunks knew how to win this conversation and then make his getaway!

"Actually, Yamcha, I think it's just graham crackers, pudding, and chocolate. Pretty simple recipe. I can ask the cooks to give it to you."

Yamcha blinked. "R-Really? That's it?" He sighed. "Well, as much as I'd love to eat cake all day, I really shouldn't." He slapped his gut, which jiggled slightly. "I'm at that age where I've gotta start watching what I eat or I won't be in any shape to show off to the ladies, haha!"

Trunks immediately threw his gaze to his shoes. He fucking lost that interaction, and now he'd have to talk to Yamcha for however long the older man could stand him. Fuck. Well, Trunks knew how conversations worked. He'd seen the guys at Kame House get into it sometimes, and since Trunks was no longer a child, he figured he should talk like that. The ball was in his court.

"Ladies, huh? What... sort of ladies are you into?"

Fuckin' killed it.

~~~

Now it was Yamcha's turn to be cornered. Was it okay to be talking about that kind of stuff with a kid? With someone else's kid? With the kid of somebody he dated?

But he couldn't just say that! Trunks was at the age where he was starting to go after the ladies himself, and Yamcha didn't want to discourage that! He had to find a middle ground, hopefully there was an avenue in this conversation that wouldn't lead to either of Trunks' parents hitting his head clean off his shoulders.

"Um. Your-" NONONONO CAN'T MENTION BULMA. "I m-mean, I like women who..." and how is he supposed to word this? Obviously he's not gonna say 'pretty women' because that would sound so damn shallow, coming from him. "I like. When girls. Can stand on their own... but enjoy having someone around to make their lives easier? I guess?"

He ran his hands through the hair on the back of his head. "To be honest, kid, I'm not really sure anymore! The more I think about it, the more I realize that sometimes people you think should work don't, but the real crazy shi- the real crazy stuff ends up better." Yamcha laughed the kind of shitty laugh you let out when you're nervous and stalling for time. "What about you, Trunks? You a ladies' man? Got a preference?"

~~~

Well, Trunks had been expecting an answer like 'I like redheads' or 'I'm a boob guy' so he was a little unsure of his next move, but he had to think of something to say!

"Um idk there's this one YouTuber I like." Trunks crossed his arms. "So you like women like my mom, right? It kind of sucks that she ended up with my dad."

Yamcha couldn't move. He wasn't sure he was breathing, either. "H-Huh?"

"Yeah 'cuz you probably woulda been a way better husband. All my dad does is train all day and then sit at the table and stuff his stupid face." Trunks put his fist on his hip. "You like watching movies and being nice and shit. I dunno."

~~~

Yamcha was desperately hoping Vegeta wasn't going to manifest behind him and reduce him to ashes. The things Trunks was saying were weird, sure, but the whole family had always been blunt. Trunks probably didn't mean anything by it. Not that that would stop either of his parents from hunting Yamcha down if they heard.

And Yamcha wasn't stupid! He had issues with his own parents, way back when. It's what eventually led him to become a bandit out in the middle of the desert for Chrissake! But he had just wanted to be a dude Trunks could come talk to if he was having the sort of human troubles an ex-evil alien dad couldn't help him solve, and apparently he had been too approachable. Or Vegeta really did just suck that bad.

Either way, oops.

"Hey kid, l-listen! You can't just say things like that!" Yamcha sighed deeply, trying to compose himself. He was still looking around like a raccoon that could hear hound dogs braying, but at least he stopped stuttering.

And then he saw Trunks' face harden even further, scowling angrily. The tykebomb looked like he was barely resisting shouting his next statement, and Yamcha was very glad for that.

~~~

"I'm not a fucking kid! Goddamnit, I'm just trying to have a normal fucking conversation, why are you being so fucking weird about this?" Trunks would have been a truly intimidating sight to behold at this point if he wasn't three-foot-five with lavender hair. "And I was gonna apologize for suckerpunching you that one time when you stayed over, but you can fucking forget it! I'm glad I punched you!"

~~~

The older man knew he had to take responsibility here, because apparently he was right and neither of the kid's parents bothered to teach him the difference in how you're supposed to talk to people outside your own home.

...Thinking on it, neither Bulma nor Vegeta had ever deferred to authority in their lives. Vegeta had a habit of trying to kill anybody stationed above him, and Bulma either screamed until listened to or flashed her tits at someone until she got her way.

Fuck him, maybe he would have made a better parent! Too late now, though.

"No, Trunks, that's not what I meant," he reassured the stunted youth. "I want you to know you can talk to me about stuff, alright? But maybe- maybe not out where your parents can hear? The earth dragon balls can't bring me back again, y'know?"

Trunks looked back up, waiting to hear the rest of the statement.

"And I mean, actually you probably shouldn't say that sort of stuff, because it makes people uncomfortable, but-" here he took the chance of fucking it all up even worse and ruffled Trunks' hair. Trunks didn't even flinch and Yamcha didn't know what that meant. "We're already friends, right? And friends can totally say that sort of stuff. In private."

Trunks met him dead in the eye, unblinking and unemoting. "Okay."

Yamcha chuckled unconvincingly. It fooled Trunks, though. "So, were you actually gonna apologize for that gut punch, or...?"

"No."

"So, what? You were just gonna feel like shit about it your entire life? Until you died?"

"Yeah."

"Haha, okay then! Did... you want a slice of this, um, eclair cake? There's not a lot left!"

"Sure. Can I call you 'Uncle?'"

Yamcha tensed up just slightly, before letting it drain out of him. "Not where anybody who might tell your parents can hear, okay?"

"Deal."