#ive disappointed both myself and god

[cindyss]

• - I DARE YOU TO RIDE HIS THIGH - •

PAIRING(S): mattheo riddle x fem. reader !

WARNING(S): thigh riding, his pov, smut

SUMMARY: y/n gets dared to ride mattheo’s thigh, and after pausing the game, they manage to get locked in alone in Draco’s room.

A/N: im thinking maybe threesome theo and mattheo for my next write?

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You and pansy decided to attend a party hosted by some of your fellow slytherin friends at their house. You got your dress on, got there, and began your night.

You got lost into the night, drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing. You met theo, one of the hosts of the party, and danced with him for a bit before the two of you were called to play a game of truth or dare.

Everyone got in a circle to begin the game. Astoria, Pansy, you, draco, theo, blaise, mattheo-theodore’s roommate, who youve never met before, and many, many more. You’d heard about Mattheo before, the dark lord’s son, but what you didn’t know is how fucking attractive this man is.

The game began and so many secrets were revealed and dares were made. Astoria and Pansy were dared to kiss, blaise shared his mom’s number with everyone, draco admitted to once clogging the toilet in his 2nd year, and much more funny stuff.

Theodore spun the bottle and it landed on mattheo. Theo immediately smirked before speaking “i dare you to sit on a chair, while one of the girls rides your thigh for a minute.” A bunch of “oos”were shared in the room. Mattheo just shook his head in disappointment at his friend’s dare.

“Okay so here’s how we’re gonna pick the girl, we’re gonna spin the bottle again.” Theo spins the bottle and it lands on you. Fuck. You were attracted to this man, but thats not how you were planning to get his attention.

Everyone laughs, ready for the show to begin, and you looked up to see mattheos reaction to which you found him staring at you. He came near you and got close, you could feel his breath on your ear “you don’t have to do this if ur uncomfortable.” he whispered. “ its fine.” You stated before you both got to your spot.

He sat on a chair and they started playing music, you got close to him as he manspread, providing enough space for you. You were wearing a dress with just your panties from the bottom, meaning your already wet clit was gonna rub his thigh.

You place yourself on him, grinding slowly at first. Your hands grab his thighs, fingers digging there to remain balanced. He places his hands on your waist guiding you as little moans and whimpers leave both your mouth and his. Good thing the music was loud enough so that the others wouldnt hear them.

his pov:

Gosh, how did i ever end up in this situation. Ive only met the girl for 30 mins and now shes riding my thigh. That asshole theo knows my weaknesses and he decides to use them against me when i tell him about the attractive girl. She’s so good at it it’s driving me insane.

Her clit is rubbing at my thigh and i can already feel myself harden, god fuck she probably felt that. Im now a whimpering mess, i need more than this. This girl is fucking amazing i need her closer. It takes every muscle in me not to kiss her or even throw my head back but this girl is driving me out of my mind.

your pov:

Your wet clit was rubbing against his bare skin since he’s wearing shorts. The only thing separating your skin was your panties. Suddenly, you feel something poking your stomach, you know what this is and you are aware of this situation.

God, this was the longest minute of your whole entire fucking life. “Times uppp!!” Theo shouts making you jump up.

“Alright everyone, for Christ’s sake we’re taking a break” Blaise spoke as everyone separated from the area. “Woahh, that was fucking hot y/n” Astoria spoke. You smiled at her and glanced Mattheo’s way only to find him already looking at you while his friends tease him about what just happened.

“Yo mattheo, y/n needs to use the bathroom, mind leading her there?” Pansy joked as the boy nodded. Confused and pissed at your friends for this act of embarrassment, you play along and follow the slytherin boy up the stairs. Just then, as you’re both making your way to the bathroom, someone pushes you both into a room and locks you in there. “Have fun in there losers.” Fuck.

As you were confused on what to do, you turned around inspecting the room before you were met with the boy right in front of you. “Heyy, sorry if it was awkward before, i did not want that to be our first impression,” he apologized. A smile tugged at your lips as you said “no worries, i enjoyed that anyway, plus you made a horrible job at covering your boner.”

He smirked playfully as he blushed, then you turned around and before you could walk to the bed, he grabbed your hand, making you turn as he connected your lips. You kissed him back rapping your arms around his neck. He smirked into the kiss as he pinned you to the wall.

His eyes full of lust, his hands working on removing both of your clothes as trails kisses down your collarbone. You help him to remain just in your red set of lingerie. “Fucking hell.” He whispers before carrying you to the bed. You get on top of him kissing him as his hands roam your body. “This is draco’s room, he’s gonna be mad as fuck.” You both chuckle.

He kisses you again and slips his tongue in your mouth, you grind on him moaning quietly. “Gaaa..d” he moans into the kiss, grabbing your hair. You help him out of his pants and boxers laying between his legs. Your lips only inches away from his hard cock, you take him in your hands, preparing him.

He’s now sat down you the bed, you between his thighs. You tease his tip, giving it a kiss with your mouth before wrapping your lips around his cock, taking everything he has to give. He groans at your actions, grabbing you by your hair guiding you. You even make a few gagging noises which makes him throw his head back “haaaa.. fuck yeah. just like that baby… mmh.”

You then bob your head up and down, speeding your movements. “fuckkk.. shit yeah. hell yeahh ..hmm fuck- faster faster.. hmhh” he whimpers. just then, he cums in your mouth making you swallow every bit. He grabs you by the face kissing you “good girl”.

Then, he unclasps your bra, while leaving soft kisses on your neck. Your boobs pop out, “fuck wow.” he speaks before beginning to pleasure you. He begins nipping and sucking on your left tit, his other hand cupping your other breast. He flicks your tit in his hand, pinching it, making you moan and whimper against his touch.

Trailing kisses down your stomach, he grabs your panties pulling them down, adding them to the pile of clothes that has now formed on the floor. “You’re already this wet hmm?” he smirks to which you nod at. He slips two of his fingers in, curling them inside you, he connects your lips, not allowing any loud sounds to be heard. He speeds his movement as you’re now under him, arching your back to feel him closer, he uses his fingertips to trail your hipbone.

“Mattheo…” “yes, sweetheart ?” “I need you inside me please right now.” his lips tug into a smile before he says “whatever you want baby .” then, he removes his fingers, holds your hands and pins them above your head. He lines his hard cock with your entrance, teasing your clit. Then, suddenly, he pushes inside you making you moan loudly.

“FUCKKK” you scream. “Shh, sweetheart, i don’t want anyone to hear your little moans.” He leaves you to adjust to his size before he begins thrusting inside you. He lowers his face to kiss you, slipping his tongue in. He bites your lower lip, licking it before moving down to your neck. Just then, you speak. “mmh gonna cum” you say with your eyes closed from the pleasure.

“Not yet love,” mattheo then lifts you up, pulling out of you. He places you on the bed, sat and not anymore facing him. He then places his legs above yours, before pushing inside you. This was much deeper and better. You throw your hands above your mouth to keep from making noises as he begins rubbing your clit. You scream as you come clean on him. “Good girl” he praises before pulling out of you.

“We have to clean this shit up or draco will kick me out.” You both chuckle as he goes to the bathroom (in dracos room) and turns the bath on. “I cant walk mattheo.” He laughs loud before pulling you off the bed and carrying you to the shower. “I guess this will be our room for tonight, draco will have to deal with it” you both laugh.

[kckt88]

Take My Breath Away IV.

Summary:

Aegon issues a threat and Vaeryna discovers the pleasure of her husbands touch.

Warning(s): Little Time Skip, Swearing, Angst, Threats, Kissing, Oral Sex - F Receiving, P in V Sex, Jokes, Regret.

Word Count: 3205

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

GREENS WIN - ENEMIES TO LOVERS.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

As it turns out Aemonds seed did not take root, as Vaeryna’s monthly bleeding arrived.

Aemond wasn’t sure whether he felt relieved or disappointed.

He wasn’t sure he ever wanted to be a father, because he was afraid of turning out like his own.

When Aegon was told he couldn’t sire more children, the need to provide a male heir had fallen to Aemond, and he accepted it as his duty.

But his guilt over the way he acted during the consummation with Vaeryna still lingered, they had not touched one another since and now she wasn’t with child, he knew he would have to lay with her again.

He had been summoned to a meeting with Aegon and their mother and as much as he wanted to refuse. He couldn’t.

So, after Vaeryna had gone out with her Cannibal, Aemond found himself slowly walking to his mother’s chambers.

The guard stationed outside nodded his head in respect and then opened the door.

“Prince Aemond. Your Grace”.

“Thank you, Ser Colton,” replied Alicent.

Aemond declined his mother’s invite to sit next to her, preferring instead to stand, his arms folded behind his back.

“Ahh brother. I heard that your wife had her monthly bleeding”.

“Yes, Your Grace” replied Aemond.

“Was it not made clear that you were to make every effort into putting a child inside your wife?”

“It was made clear Your Grace” said Aemond clenching his jaw.

“So why is my good sister not yet with child?” asked Aegon.

“These things take time Your Grace” exclaimed Aemond.

“Mayhaps it would help if you had actually bedded her more than once”.

“She does not care for it Your Grace” muttered Aemond.

“I don’t care. She is your wife, and it is her duty to provide you with children”.

“Aemond. You need to understand the situation your brother is in, without a male heir to succeed him he is in a vulnerable position” said Alicent calmly.

“I am aware of that mother” replied Aemond.

“Well then do something about it. You need to be fucking her every night in order to increase the chances of your seed taking root” snapped Aegon.

“Aegon” gasped Alicent.

“You had no trouble fucking that old whore from Harrenhal, so I don’t see your issue”.

“Your Grace-“

“You will do as your King commands, or do I need to stand over both of you to ensure that it is done” said Aegon.

“No, Your Grace” replied Aemond.

“Good. Now I expect you to fuck your wife tonight or there will be consequences. For both of you. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Your Grace” said Aemond.

“You are excused” snapped Aegon waving his hand dismissively.

Aemond bowed respectfully and then left his mothers chambers.

He stormed through the corridors of the Red Keep, not wanting to speak too anyone and he had barely closed the door to his own chambers before he punched the wall.

“FUCK!!” exclaimed Aemond as the pain quickly lanced through his hand.

Gods he was angry. He needed to get out of there before he did something stupid, like go back to his mother’s chambers and beat the living shit out of his brother.

Ignoring the pain in his hand, Aemond quickly donned his riding leathers and went to Vhagar.

A few hours away from it all is exactly what he needed.

It was almost dusk when he returned to the Red Keep, sometimes his old girl could be difficult to rouse but today she’d been more than ready to take to the sky.

Aemond did wonder if he would cross paths with Vaeryna whilst he was on his travels but wherever she’d gone with her Cannibal he didn’t spot her.

Of course, he was curious where she would go, as she would often be gone for hours at a time but given how the time had gotten away from him whilst he was amongst the clouds he wasn’t too concerned.

In the weeks since their wedding, Aemond and Vaeryna had developed some form of friendship, they dined together every night and spoke often of historical facts or whatever they’d done during the day.

She would still speak her mind and insult him on occasion and even though it boiled his blood, he accepted it, because that just who she was, and he wasn’t going to try and change her because he knew that she’d tell him to fuck off if he ever dared to try.

His mother had once made a sniping jape about Vaeryna truly being her fathers daughter and Aemond couldn’t agree more, she even looked like him in certain light.

As he arrived in his chambers he was greeted by a hot bath.

“I figured you’d want to bathe; the air was rather cool today” said Vaeryna.

“Hm” muttered Aemond as he began pulling of his riding leathers.

“I’ll go into the lounge-“

“No. Stay. There’s something I need to tell you” said Aemond.

“Ok” replied Vaeryna looking away until Aemond stepped into the bath and lowered himself into the hot water.

Aemond leaned against the edge of the bath and closed his eye. The hot water soothing his aching muscles.

He almost forgot Vaeryna was there until she cleared her throat.

“You said you had something to tell me”.

“I’ve spent the last few hours practising this conversation and there’s no easy way to say this but-“

“For the love of all that is holy, just spit it out will you” snapped Vaeryna.

“The King has been made aware that you are not with child”.

“-And” sniped Vaeryna.

“He said bedding you only once was not sufficient enough to sire a child” replied Aemond.

“Tell that to the numerous silver haired bastards that he’s got running around the streets of silk-don’t look at me like that, you know it’s true” said Vaeryna.

“Be that as it may, he’s told me that we should be laying together every night in order increase the chances of my seed taking root”.

“Did he now?” retorted Vaeryna.

“He also said there would be consequences if we don’t” said Aemond.

“Did he indicate what these consequences could be?”

“No. But given how twisted my brothers mind can get, I shudder to think what he would come up with” said Aemond.

“So basically, your expected to rape me and I just have to accept it?” asked Vaeryna.

“No. I-I can’t do that to you again” muttered Aemond.

“But the King, said there will be consequences of we don’t” replied Vaeryna.

“Whatever happens, I will take the brunt of it, I won’t let him hurt you”.

“But those were the terms I accepted on my arrival to Kings Landing, I knew my purpose was to provide you with children and-“

“-You shouldn’t exist just for the purpose alone” mumbled Aemond as he began to look for a towel.

“Here, I placed it near the fire so it would be warm for you” said Vaeryna as she handed him a warm towel.

“Who taught you that?” asked Aemond.

“My mother. We used to go on family dragon rides and sometimes the skies around Dragonstone would get a little chilly, so she would always set towels in front of the fire to warm us up after we’d washed away the smell of dragon” said Vaeryna sadly.

“Sounds-nice” muttered Aemond.

Vaeryna nodded slightly and then turned around to give Aemond some privacy as he dried himself and pulled on a pair of loose breeches.

“Perhaps we could try-“ whispered Vaeryna.

“What?” exclaimed Aemond.

“It is rather admirable of you to want to bare the brunt of the Kings consequences, but you shouldn’t have to subject yourself to that”.

“What else can I do?”

“We could-” said Vaeryna quietly.

“-Surely your not suggesting what I think you are?” asked Aemond.

“Yes, I am” said Vaeryna as she began fiddling with the laces on her shift.

“N-No. Stop. I don’t-“

“-What’s the matter can’t you get it up for someone your own age, or do you prefer old lady cunny?” said Vaeryna smirking.

“Must you be so crass?” exclaimed Aemond.

“Would you have me any other way?” asked Vaeryna.

“No, I would not” replied Aemond.

“This is my choice Valzȳrys. As much as you are a cunt for what you’ve done to my family, I find myself unwilling to allow you to place yourself in harm’s way” said Vaeryna (Husband).

“You almost sound like you care”.

“If anyone was going to subject you to immeasurable cruelty then it will be me” said Vaeryna.

Aemond took a deep breath and sat on the bed.

“If were truly going to this, then you will treat me with reverence and you will give me the experience I would have gotten if you had known I was maid” said Vaeryna as she untied her shift and pulled it from her body.

“A-Are you sure?” asked Aemond.

“Your seriously asking me that as I stand in front of you as naked as my name day”.

“Just making sure” replied Aemond as he reached out and took Vaeryna’s hand guiding her to the bed.

“Now, show me what it feels like to enjoy the touch of my husband”.

Vaeryna had lost most of her senses the moment Aemond had pressed her onto the bed and knelt down between her open legs.

When he said he wanted to kiss her there, she never imagined this.

Vaeryna’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as Aemond’s tongue swept across her slick wet folds.

Vaeryna bit the back of her hand to keep herself from screaming as Aemond began using his long fingers to tease her entrance.

“Ivestragī issa rȳbagon ao” growls Aemond (Let me hear you).

“A-Aemond. Oh god. Please” moaned Vaeryna.

Aemond pressed two fingers inside Vaeryna, moving them against a spot that made her entire body shake.

“I know your almost there. Let it happen my sweet. Come for me” whispered Aemond.

Vaeryna arched her back and let out a scream as her pleasure erupted.

Aemond crawled up Vaeryna’s body, placing gentle kisses on her skin as he moved higher and higher.

Vaeryna blushed furiously when she saw that Aemond’s chin was shining with her slick.

“Calm yourself my little dragon” murmured Aemond.

“I-I’ve never-” mumbled Vaeryna.

“Was that your first peak?” asked Aemond.

Vaeryna blushed and nodded.

Aemond smiled as he leaned forward and slowly ran his tongue along Vaeryna’s bottom lip.

Vaeryna jumped when she felt Aemond’s cock against her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow” whispered Aemond as he reached down and took hold of his hard cock rubbing it along Vaeryna’s wet folds.

“Ok. I’m ready” replied Vaeryna, her heart pounding.

Aemond thrusts his hips forward and the entire hard length of him is buried inside Vaeryna.

“Oh” gasped Vaeryna.

She had expected to feel pain, but this was something else entirely.

Aemond rolls his hips gently at first, allowing Vaeryna the time to adjust to the feeling of his cock moving back and forth inside her, but when his wife begins issuing quiet yet insistent pleas of 'harder and faster' Aemond loses it and begins fucking Vaeryna into the mattress.

Their hips pound together as Aemond thrusts hard and fast, his movements brutal and precise.

“Fuck, Ryna” moans Aemond his cock throbbing with need.

“A-Aemond”

“What is it you desire, Princess?” asked Aemond, his thrusts becoming somewhat stuttered and messy, his singular eye screwed shut, he ready to burst at any moment. His silver hair stuck to his forehead, from the exertion of fucking his wife.

“You-Aemond-” gasped Vaeryna.

Aemond grinned, increasing the intensity of his thrusts, watching her body jerk with each movement of his hips.

He could feel her cunny fluttering around him, so he reached down to apply pressure to her pearl.

Vaeryna let out a chocked moan as she felt is finger swirling around her, she buried one hand into his long silver hair and the other grasped his arm so tight her knuckles had turned white.

Aemond pulls back slightly to watch with excitement as his wife peaks again around his length.

With a choked, staggered moan of his own, Aemond grips her so tightly, she would surely bruise, as he spills himself inside her hot, wet cunny. Filling her with rope after rope of his seed, thrusting shallowly to ensure it was as deep inside her as possible.

Aemond collapsed on top of Vaeryna, his face buried in her neck.

After he’d managed to catch his breath, Aemond slowly pulled his softened cock from his wife and laid down next to her, without thinking he enveloped her in his arms.

Vaeryna felt warm and utterly exhausted. She shifted to look up at her husband, watching as his eye opened to look down at her.

“A-Are you ok?” asked Aemond.

“I-I think so” replied Vaeryna.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’ll think I’m being stupid” said Vaeryna.

“No. I won’t you can tell me” suggested Aemond.

After a few moments of silence, Vaeryna took a deep shuddering breath.

“I can’t help but feel like I’m betraying Jace” whispered Vaeryna.

“I know you still have love in your heart for Jacaerys and being with me must be difficult, but we have to make the best of the situation we are in. Granted I did not know him well, but I’m sure Jace would be glad that you are alive” said Aemond.

Vaeryna smiled slightly and snuggled closer to Aemond.

“Do you not want to take that off?” asked Vaeryna.

“It is unsightly, I would spare you from gazing upon my disfigurement”.

“Aemond-I would like to see you, all of you” replied Vaeryna as she sat up.

After a few minutes of silence, Aemond took a shaking hand and unbuckled his eyepatch, showing Vaeryna what lurked beneath.

Both the upper and lower eyelids were missing, with the surrounding flesh red and scarred, yet nestled within the hollow where his eye had once been, was the brightest sapphire that Vaeryna had ever seen, it was so hauntingly beautiful.

Aemond moved his head and attempted to press his face into the mattress, almost as if he was scared of seeing her reaction to what he considered as ugly and shameful.

But Vaeryna gently placed her hand on Aemond’s scared cheek and smiled.

“Gevie zaldrīzes” (Beautiful dragon).

“Vaeryna” whispered Aemond as a lone tear trickled down his cheek.

Aemond smiled at Vaeryna and sat up, he placed his hands on her face and kissed her gently.

Suddenly the door burst open and Aegon sauntered in.

Vaeryna shrieked in horror and attempted to hide behind Aemond.

“WHAT THE FUCK AEGON” balled Aemond as he manoeuvred himself in front of his naked wife.

“I just wanted to check that you had taken my words seriously” replied Aegon as he spied the wine decanter.

“So that gives you the right to barge into my chambers” snarled Aemond.

“That’s rich coming from you, Mr I’m a Prince I’ll go wherever I please” muttered Vaeryna.

“Ryna, Now is not the time” quipped Aemond.

“I’m glad to see that you heeded my suggestion brother. But don’t forget you need to be fucking her cunny every night to ensure your seed takes. I want my heir” said Aegon.

“GET THE FUCK OUT” snarled Aemond.

“Oh, come now brother is that anyway to speak to your King” laughed Aegon as he took a sip of wine.

“Out there you might be the King, but in these chambers, you are nothing but my wastrel of an older brother, and if you do not remove yourself, I will not hesitate to skin you alive” retorted Aemond.

“Such violence, tell me good sister how do you put up with him” laughed Aegon.

“OUT” shouted Aemond as he jumped off the bed.

“Hmm, I can certainly see why she puts up with you. Quite impressive brother, truly a marvel-I’m honestly quite jealous” quipped Aegon as he looked Aemond up and down.

“Halt your vulgarity and get out” said Aemond as he seized Aegon by the collar and marched him towards the door.

“Don’t forget the wine brother” giggled Aegon.

“Take it and piss off, don’t ever barge in here again” exclaimed Aemond as he released Aegon.

The King who already seemed off his face, staggered to the wine decanter and took it into his greedy hands.

“Do remember what I said, I would hate to punish you both” said Aegon darkly.

“Ser Arryk, see that the King is safely escorted back to his chambers. He’s obviously taken leave of his senses” said Aemond as he held open the door.

“As you wish My Prince-this way Your Grace” said Ser Arryk as he took hold of Aegon’s arm and directed him down the corridor.

“Gods what a-CUNT” balled Aemond as he slammed the door.

Vaeryna stared at Aemond for a few seconds before she burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

“Your naked you know” said Vaeryna.

“I-I was aware of that” mumbled Aemond, his cheeks-tinged pink.

“Oh, Its nothing to be embarrassed about husband, it is a little chilly in here after all, I’m sure it will return to its regular size eventually” joked Vaeryna.

“Are you jesting?” gasped Aemond.

“Try not to feel too bad” giggled Vaeryna.

After a few awkward seconds, Aemond caught onto Vaeryna’s joke and rolled his eye.

“Your impossible you know that” replied Aemond as he got back in bed.

“It’s your brother that’s the impossible one, he took the wine and now we have nothing to drink” said Vaeryna.

“Fucking Aegon” muttered Aemond as he jumped from the bed.

“Don’t forget breeches this time” suggested Vaeryna, hiding her face in the covers.

“It’s nothing the maids haven’t seen or had before” replied Aemond smugly.

“WHAT?” exclaimed Vaeryna.

“Surely you didn’t think Alys was my only experience”.

“Oh, well no-I just assumed that-“ stuttered Vaeryna.

“Good job I’m joking then isn’t it” quipped Aemond as he pulled on his breeches and tunic.

“Are you being serious right now?”

“Got you didn’t I-Should’ve seen the look on your face” laughed Aemond.

“Piss off” muttered Vaeryna.

“Oh, come now ābrazȳrys. Don’t sulk. After I’ve got more wine, how about I put a smile on that pretty face of yours” said Aemond.

“How are you going to do that?” asked Vaeryna.

“Mayhaps I shall insist that you are to take my cock again and ride me like an unclaimed dragon in front of the fireplace”.

“Aemond” gasped Vaeryna blushing.

 “So, wine and the-“

“Yes, I would like wine and the other” whispered Vaeryna.

“That’s my girl” said Aemond as he pressed a quick kiss to Vaeryna’s forehead and left the room in search of wine.

‘That’s my girl’  The words awakened a latent memory in her mind and Vaeryna felt her heart flutter in her chest.

Jace used to say to her. He would whisper it as he pressed his forehead against hers after they had shared sweet kisses.

She could almost remember the feeling of his curly hair in her hands as she used to clutch at it in her desperation to feel him closer.

“Jacaerys” sobbed Vaeryna as she threw herself onto the bed and buried her face into the pillow.

[misunhye]

MISUN @ SBS GAYO DAEJEON 2023

RED CARPET/CEREMONY & PERFORMANCE STYLING

LEFT TO RIGHT : RED CARPET, SOS + ISTJ, GASHINA, BAD NEWS + UNTIE

i forgot to add a psd and im not redoing it

okay so such a fun but also messy ass time… like it was fun at first and then it got messy

first off, the camerawork during sos … a whole ass mess.

yes she did in fact go shade sbs on bbl after she did not gaf especially after learning that ten fucking fell?? yeah she was pissed

she had fun spending time with all the nct members though

she enjoyed aespa, txt, enhypen, skz and the boyz’ performances thoroughly AS USUAL! those are her bffies even if she … doesnt talk a lot to them😭

aespa’s performance … she screamed so loud it shocked hendery who was right next to her lmao

she had a surprise solo stage hehe

she performed gashina right before sos and istj

now … gashina performance was WILD. screams at every second constantly like

the chemistry in the choreography between her and the first male dancer … whew

nctzens went WILD im telling u

dalbits went crazy i think ive chosen dalbit for her fandom name ill explain in this ask i still have to answer

they were jealous as fuck😭😭 but also so hyped cause they know she enjoys doing sensual/mature dances

nct tho … they were shocked after cause not even they knew the details of her solo stage 😭😭

like theyve seen her dance covers sure thats one thing but IN FRONT OF OTHER IDOLS???? girl… who u dancing like that for misun: myself

u can bet ur ass 127 were like WTFFFF ur a child to her after they all got backstage

while the boys did their little dances she went to go quickly change skfjdjd she’s never changed so quickly in her entire life

she was so excited for nctzens to see sos live but when watching the stage back she was so disappointed lmao (us too, girl)

AND THEN! bad news and atittude. she loves those songs sm and the choreos ( nct female unit songs )

somehow at the ending stage jaemin got hold of a rudolph nose and made her put it on ??? atp she doesnt even bother asking lmfao

god bless when nct ALL did the fucking ring around the posie thing she was so EMBARRASSED hiding her face and everything

she walked away and pretended like she didnt know them with nct xs 😭😭

who i still havent posted sorry will be done soon

small interaction between her and txt! mc yeonjun and mc misun meeting once again even tho they see each other like every day lmao

fans got pics of her and karina meeting and karina putting the nose on lets not address the elephant in the room rn its called fan service

she did a tiktok with winter and karina for jingle bell rock. karina and winter did attitude since they’ve already done bad news

myzens that all was for u btw

also did watch it trend with sunwoo and eric yup who in return did bad news with her

did sweet venom with enhypen’s heeseung and jungwon she loves that song they did bad news too

siren with shotaro too for the millionth time and talk saxy with wonbin she also loves those songs they did attitude!

she also did lalalala with felix with him slaying bad news as usual

both a very fun and messy time

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[definitelynotshouting]

So I just started playing In Stars and Time because I got curious about the sad little blorbo you occasionally post about and afshdjdkrn

I just. Wanna hug them. So badly 😭

Siffrin isat my everything my cinnamon fucking apple WKDNWKDNEKEKSK HE IS SOOOOO SQUISHABLE...... THEY NEED A HUG SO BAD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Incredibly pleased im helping spread the isat propaganda like the dev rlly just Made a whump fic in video game format huh....... for tumblr girlies by a tumblr girlie.... my gods we respect the grind as if i could EVER be normal abt that

I'll be so real ive already written little tidbits for a longer au oneshot i want to write in between chapters of hunger au, and the exercise in 2nd person pov is SO MUCH FUN im enjoying myself immensely :] here, a snippet for both fun and profit (and more fun):

"Siffrin...." Odile says, and it strikes a sour chord, a ripple of dissonance that screws rivets around your chest and tightens. She shouldn't have to say your name like that, with that kind of weight— as if all the Craft in the world isn't enough to carry it. Pure reflex ducks your chin into the collar of your cloak; you avert your gaze back to the rubble-littered floor of the tunnel, tracing dark crags in the stone where sputtering torchlight fails to reach. There you go again, stardust. Loop's voice is an ephemeral echo in your ears, a byproduct of months, years worth of past loops gone by. It isn't real. Gone and made yourself another person's problem. It isn't real. "— need you to start taking this more seriously." Odile bites out each word with the same deportment of a dog tearing off chunks of meat, clipped and cutting. Her brows knit together, mouth pulling down in a sharp curve; the lines around her eyes are tight, carved from the knife's edge of her own disappointment. Her disappointment in you. You almost miss the next sentence as well. "I have no way of helping you if you don't speak to me," she says. "And when you minimize these things you went through— you realize that's going back on your word, yes? Gems alive, Siffrin. We want to help." You speak before your mind has caught up with your mouth, hundreds of loops sanding down the words into something practiced, rote. "But there's nothing to help me w—" "Stop lying to me." Odile snaps, and your jaw shuts so fast you miss biting your tongue by a mere hair's-breadth. Your lungs threaten to buckle— inhale. Exhale. Come on, stardust, Loop's imaginary voice sneers, can't you do something as simple as breathe? Or are you just that blinding useless? ... Shut up. Odile's eyes slip shut. She raises a hand to meet them, kneading at the soft skin between her brows. "I'm... sorry, Siffrin," she says, halting, stilted. "I shouldn't— that wasn't productive. I apologize." Tentatively, you say: "You don't have to." "Yes, I do." Odile straightens once again, tucking a strand of sweat-slicked hair back behind her ear with a grimace. "It's not... conversations like these are... hard. Yelling is pointless for both of us. I'm sorry." "But you didn't—" "Siffrin," she says, and this time the syllables of your name twist, a rise and fall that cracks wryly in the middle. One sharp eyebrow arches up into the canopy of her hairline. "You're supposed to say you accept the apology." You stare. She stares right back. Oh. She's serious. "I..." you look down. "Um. Accept?" "Excellent," Odile says brusquely, and bends to peer at an invisible speck of dirt clinging to her forearm. She brushes at it with absent, studious flicks, the epitome of single-minded focus. "Then now we can move on with our lives."

[suffarustuffaru]

What's your thoughts on Garfield

i really really like garfiel!! its been a while since ive read arc 5-6 though so like specific plot details get a little murky in my brain (....also arc 7-8's chaotic plotline sometimes too HAH), but yeah like. garfiel and his family add to like those familial relationship themes in rezero i think, and im Invested in their family drama. and yknow i do like garfiel a lot on his own. dudes like a shounen protagonist in the best way possible i think? like i like that hes introduced as a somewhat unpredictable minor antagonist in arc 4 - i remember being interested when reading arc 4 wn (this was before s2 came out HAH) bc it was like. whys garf acting like this from loop to loop. whats going on with him. AND THEN HIS BACKSTORY REVEAL AND THE TRIAL AND THE REVEAL THAT HES SO YOUNG HAH... its perfect. explains his behavior perfectly. and my fondness for him was cemented in that exact moment.

so like garfiel isnt a rezero character that i obsessively go insane over atm (......thats reserved for subaru emilia reinhard otto heinkel i suppose......) but i really like him a lot. i like how he has like. slight misogynistic moments that he gets called out for LMAO T^TT but hes such a sweetheart with the elderly in sanctuary - hes a mamas boy...... and hes pretty earnest and determined at heart. and he likes to READ... HES A BOOKWORM... hes. such a teenage boy. the teenage boy of all time. that i cannot help but feel fond of him, and hes grown even kinder by arc 8 with all the connections hes made... like i absolutely lovee his arc 8 development. its amazing, and i cant wait to see where he goes from here!!! garfiel's arc 8 chapter with the theatre dream is one of my favorite arc 8 moments of all time!!!! and im terrified of whatll happen thatll cause garfiel's line in emilia's third trial :,))))) but very excited. and also i like the garfiel-heinkel dynamic okay sue me (dont sue me literally im a college student). and i think its really fucking funny that they were both cats in garfiel's theatre dream okay.

also ofc i love the three idiots (subaru otto garfiel) dynamic. absolutely hilarious. and as an older sibling myself to a little brother its very relatable LMAO. but also that moment in gluttony if... where the three of them come to a head bc subarus Like That :(((( man............. but on a lighter note the three idiots ss were very fun reads for me!!! <3

AND OK i want to get more garfiel frederica stuff too. like ofc i want to learn more about frederica and im kind of disappointed that we have to wait so long for that if tappeis word of god stuff on that is true :,) and a tinyyy bit disappointed that frederica didnt get to experience the stuff in arc 5 about her and garfiel's mom and new extended family and stuff :<< but i did enjoy the post-arc 4 wn garfiel frederica bonding :,))) and i did actually consider making a fanfic about garfiel and frederica's mom bc her story is just really, really sad - and if i did do that, id do a lot of research into garfiel, frederica, and their family!! which id love to do i just have limited time bc Real Life HAH so maybe someday!!!

in conclusion i absolutely love garfiel. im on the garfiel defense squad. id die for garfiel. garfiel??? little brother material. absolutely great. spectacular. i love him. i support his endeavors. hes amazing hes soooooooo cool hes - *gets shot*

[moonlightandmarble]

Give Me The Night-Prelude Nocturnus

I posted this on AO3 under the same name but if you're allergic to the site or just want to read on tumblr here it is. Again this is part of an ongoing AU with @costumersupportdept

Desperate to save Vessel, III, and IV from Sleep's domination, II makes one last ditch effort and summons forth Night herself. Because who better to beat a god, than another god?

Prelude:

ii smoothed out a wrinkled and torn bit of aged paper with slightly shaking hands. The writing was barely legible in the dim light of his single candle, but that’s all he could allow for. He already was risking too much as it was, and he kept looking over his shoulder, almost certain at any moment that he would be found out. That the door would be wrenched open and he would be dragged kicking and screaming across the Beach and into the cold depths to be shredded apart by tooth and tentacle.

And that was if he was lucky. If he were unlucky then the punishment would be much harsher, and much more prolonged.

“I must be absolutely mental. Nothing is going to happen…but if nothing is going to happen, why am I about to piss myself in terror?”

He shuddered, and squeezed his eyes shut of the mental images that had been etched into his mind. The ones that played out over and over again whenever he tried to sleep. Vessel screaming wordlessly in the sea while ii was screaming himself, reaching out for him but too far away to help. And then there was nothing but blood, the tide churning and stained crimson. Vessel nowhere to be found.

As horrific as the images were they were a reminder as to why he was doing this. He was starting to lose count of how many times Vessel had died and washed up on the shore days later, but more and more lately when he came back he was…changed. More of his memories were missing, and it was taking longer for him to recover. It filled ii with dread, but also anger. And the anger was winning out against the fear he had of Sleep’s potential punishment for him. At least with IV and III away only he would get the blame if he were caught. But they wouldn’t be away for long, and he didn’t have any more time to waste.

He bent over the paper, squinting. He had gone over the words it felt like 1000 times already, but he wanted it to be perfect. He cleared his throat, stilled his thoughts, and in a voice barely above a whisper spoke the hymn,

“Nyx, parent goddess, source of sweet repose, from whom at first both Gods and men arose, Hear, blessed Kypris, deck’d with starry light, in sleep’s deep silence dwelling Ebon night! Dreams and soft case attend thy dusky train, pleas’d with the length’ned gloom and feaftful strain. Dissolving anxious care, the friend of Mirth, with darkling coursers riding round the earth. Goddess of phantoms and of shadowy play, whose drowsy pow’r divides the nat’ral day: By Fate’s decree you constant send the light to deepest hell, remote from mortal sight For dire Necessity which nought withstands, invests the world with adamantine bands. Be present, Goddess, to thy suppliant’s pray’r, desir’d by all, whom all alike revere, Blessed, benevolent, with friendly aid dispell the fears of Twilight’s dreadful shade.”

He sighed as he finished, before reaching out to pinch the wick of the single candle, casting the room into total darkness. What was done was done, and now he needed to wait.

The room was so quiet that the ocean tide sounded like it was a far off memory, and the sound of his own heart thudding in his chest became deafening. Still he waited.

And he waited.

And he waited a little more.

He heaved a great sigh of disappointment, “Great. Another failure, and now I’m sitting here in the dark talking to myself like an idiot. At least no one can see me making an ass of myself.” He stood up and reached blindly for a match to relight the candle, when a soft smoky voice spoke from directly behind him,

“Hello.”

His heart jolted and he nearly screamed, just managing to stop himself by clamping a hand over his own mouth as he whipped around to look behind him.

The wall behind him was dark of course, just as the rest of the room was, but somehow not as dark as the shadow that was stretching up it, moving like liquid and shaping itself into a vaguely human form, two lights like distant stars where the eyes should be. The shadow began to solidify, taking on the shape of a tall woman crowned with lyre-shaped horns, inky wings stretching out behind her before reshaping themselves into a velvety cloak. Now that she was becoming more…physical…he saw her eyes were reflective like a cats, and she yawned, revealing a mouth filled with too many teeth, sharp ones that that. He slowly lowered his hand from his mouth as he looked up at her, and it took everything in him to not turn and bolt as she took at step towards him,

“Why have I been summoned?”

He stammered, all the different versions of how he would speak to her that he had played out in his head vanishing in a puff of panic, “Ah w-well, you see my friend he u-uh, well it started when…um…”

She leaned in slightly, eyes narrowing as she sniffed at him, and he immediately froze like a prey animal.

“Something…smells familiar on you"

"S-smells… smells familiar?"

"Like someone I knew before…a very long time ago. Who is this friend of yours?"

"I just…He.. I know him as Vessel? He’s tall? Broody? He’s-he’s got a white and red mask, he was already here when I first arrived and he was sort of feral when we met and didn’t even remember how to speak but-um-”

Her head tipped, eyes still narrowed.

"He’s a brilliant singer? Emotionally tortured? Um…six eyes?”

Her head lifted and her eyes widened slightly, "A singer?”

ii swallowed but felt relieved at the slightly more positive response, “Ye-yeah. Yeah, he’s got a really beautiful voice.”

She hummed, whispering half to herself, “Perhaps a distant relative…and you summoned me because of this Vessel, why?”

"I… I…", ii presses the heels of his hands into his eyes and takes a big shuddery breath, "He's gotten himself entangled with another deity- to Sleep. Vessel, he's not-he's not doing well. Sleep's been using him as a mouthpiece but I think Vessel's… well, he's getting worn down. He's trying to do more thinking on his own, but then he feels guilty, and then there's turmoil and Sleep gets angry with him and there's…. there's a lot of blood. And Sleep has realized now that if he tortures the rest of us - there are two more of us, I sent them on an errand so I could try this - but if he tortures us then Vessel's more likely to give in to what Sleep wants because he feels bad about inflicting all of that on us but I can just see him going more and more-sort of transparent around the edges. And I-I just-I love him a lot and I want him to be okay again. I want him to…I want him to be able to live"

As the words all tumbled out of him he felt hot tears burning behind his hands, his voice coming out in a choked sob, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Everything else I’ve tried has failed and every time he comes back he remembers less and I’m not trying to cause you offense but I have no idea what I’m doing and I’m scared I’m making things worse please just-“

There was a quiet “Shhhshhhshhh”, and a warm hand on his shoulder gently squeezing. He looked up blearily, and saw that Night was looking at him with a gentle smile. Her purple irises regarded him kindly, and he could see that her skin was flecked with silver, making her look like clear sky at midnight.

“I understand well wanting to protect those you love. What you want is very noble. Of course I will help you, in whatever way I can.”

ii blinks at her, "You will? You will. Oh god," he wobbled to his knees and breathed audibly, pressing his face into his hands and rocking a little."Thank you, holy shit, thank you. I'll do whatever you need me to do, I just want to see him stop hurting all the time. Whatever sacrifice I have to make, I'm willing, anything you want to demand of me, thank you, please, just, I want him to be okay."

Night put a hand under one of his arms, helping him to his feet. She was strong, very strong, but still gentle, "It's obvious you care a lot about your loved ones, and things must be truly desperate in order for you to call upon one such as me. Here, come, let me help you sit down. Light your candle and tell me more of Sleep and eat of this…this-”, she tipped her head as she examined a plate that he had left out on the table, “-well it's some sort of food you appear to have placed as an offering but I am unsure of what it is exactly?"

ii smiled weakly, "Oh, it's um, it's a Jaffa cake. IV loves them. I wasn't sure what you would want, or need? Is there something I can…offer you now that you're here?"

Night picked up the cake, sniffing it curiously before taking a delicate bite. As ii watched expectantly she perked up, looking at him and smiling, "It's very good. No no. This is…much better than a burnt sheep. You'll have to excuse my rudeness…it's been…a very long time since anyone has called upon me. I have heard a little of the modern world but a lot is still unfamiliar to me. So I suppose I would ask that you teach me of it. Over time, of course"

Ii rubbed his hands together between his knees, “Unfortunately, time may be what we don’t have a lot of”, he fumbled with the matches before lighting his candle, “Um, so we’re part of a band and we’re about to go spend half a year performing all over the world.” He sighed, “Initially I think it might have been Vessel’s idea, because like I said, amazing singer. What better way to get Sleep’s message to people? But I think now he’s started doubting more and more and writing songs I don’t think Sleep likes…but Vess- he’s too stubborn to stop performing them, and we’re about to be dropped in the middle of normal humanity to do this and -god- I just don’t know how it’ll go if he already seems ready to just disintegrate half the time.”

She squinted as the candle was lit, but then ate another bite of the Jaffa cake, considering, "So that I understand correctly: you summoned me to defeat Sleep in order to save the one you love. But first we must go on this…tour…among regular humans. And obviously I wouldn't fit in among you so you need me to remain hidden but available for the next time Sleep attacks your Vessel? Yes?”

ii dropped his head back into his hands, "Yes? I guess? I-I don't know what I was thinking as far as a gameplan…just that I was a little desperate and I knew that the safest time to try this was when Sleep had him and I could convince III and IV to go-", he cut off and looked up in wide-eyed terror, "Fuck. FUCK!". He pushed himself to his feet and grabbed her hand in his, "He's back, he's on the beach, you have to stay here I don't know if Sleep can see you or-" he waves a hand "-feel you or anything, but I have to go get him and if Sleep knows I've done this he's going to tear him into pieces in front of me and I don't…. I can't-", his lip quivers and Night curls her lip in the direction of the Beach. She turned back to him, “There's one way for me to hide but I need your consent. He can't feel me if I'm hiding within another body."

II blinked at her for a second and then squeaked "In me?"

Night nodded, "Yes. I promise it won't hurt"

II looked towards the direction of the Beach again, clenching his fists, before looking back at her and nodding, “Do it.”

Night turns back into ebon mist, before sinking into his skin, "Now go, save your friend"

II didn’t pause to consider how weird this was, instead immediately turning and throwing the door open, sprinting for the unmoving black lump that was laying on the tideline. He dropped to his knees in the soaked sand behind Vessel and pulled his head up onto his thigh, getting his face out of the rising tide. He held him there with one arm as he started checking for major injuries with the other, talking to him, urging him back to consciousness, "You're okay, you're okay, I've got you, c'mon back. You're Home. Are you with me, Vess? You're safe now, you're not with Sleep, c'mon"

Vessel lurched as he tried to take a breath, breaking into a violent cough that led to him choking up a thick, cold, black blob. II rubbed between his shoulder blades, holding him sideways so he could get all of the black muck out of himself and into the water.

"There you go, okay, I got you, get it all out, I know it's gross”, he let Vessel convulse it out before cradling him, rocking gently as he waited for his limbs to start working again, "We'll get you back in the cave and warm when you get your legs back, III's not here and I don't want to drag you if I don't have to."

Vessel managed to croak out, “…where?”, blindly pawing at and clutching onto II, before blinking around wildly like a spooked animal.

II pet his head like he was comforting a frightened child, “You’re on the Beach, Sleep’s not here, I’ve got you, sweetheart. Get your legs working and we’ll get you back in the cave next to the fire with all the blankets I can-JESUSFUCK-”, he doubles over Vessel as something lurches in his chest, his heart feeling like it was trying to rip it’s way out of his ribcage, and for a split second he thinks to himself that Sleep has caught him and he’s about to die.

Almost as soon as it happens however, it stops, and he hears Night’s voice in his ears, "I-I’m so sorry.”

II manages a deep breath, “What was that for?!”

Night’s voice sounded shaken, and even as she tried to reassure II it made him feel all the more worried, “It’s…it’s nothing. I’m sorry. I will explain later. Let’s just, get him back into the cave. I could carry him for you?”

He shook his head, trying to not drop the barely-there Vessel back into the water, “No, no you need to stay hidden. He could come back and for all I know he may have already figured out what I did.” He shifted Vessel around as gently as he could, before getting an arm under him, “C’mon big guy, both legs, here we go,” he staggers them both to standing and starts coaxing Vessel across the sand, one dragging step at a time.

Vessel mumbled, "So cold…no sounds…"

II stroked down his back as he shuffled him forward, “I know, sweet boy, you’re back now. Let us get off the beach and I promise you tea and blankets and you can cuddle me for as long as you like, I swear.”

Night’s voice was like a little moth softly fluttering by “…how many times has this happened?”

II sighed, "I’ve…lost count. I don’t know, once every couple of months? Sleep just sort of appears, there's some sort of discussion, sometimes he leaves Vessel alone, sometimes he picks him up and takes him somewhere, sometimes he ah…. shows his displeasure more overtly? But any time Vess…. goes away….. he eventually reappears on the tideline like someone's dumped him out of the back of a cosmic panel van." II hung his head a little as he trudged Vessel through the sand, "I'm terrified that someday he…. won't, that he'll just be… gone."

"Does he ever speak to the rest of you?"

"Who, Sleep? Not in so many words. He ah…uses Vessel? Sometimes to try to keep us in line- he dropped him in the water once and made me- Shhshhh, it's okay, we're almost there" he patted Vessel's back again as he started to falter. "-he made me watch him um… bleed out in the water…. without being allowed to go help once, after he saw my first round of research, and that was…not great." He blinks hard against the scene of blood and screaming, before finally shuffling Vessel through the main opening of the cave he and the others called home. He gets him propped into a pre-made nest of pillows and blankets in front of the fire, pulling off his wet clothes and rubbing at his clammy limbs before wrapping him up again in the blankets, kissing him on the cheek. "Vess, you with me? Tea or cuddles first? III and IV should be back eventually so you can still get tea if you want to hold onto me for a while, it may just not be as fast."

"I…wish I could say I'm surprised, but…I have come across Sleep's kind before. They are…quite cruel". Her voice sounds like it's on the verge of breaking as she speaks, and she goes quiet.

Vessel lays still, panting and pale before clutching onto II’s wrist so hard that it almost hurt, "D-don't leave, please."

II kissed him on the forehead, "Oh baby, okay, no leaving. C'mere, sweet boy, you're alright, time to get warm." He adjusted himself until Vessel put his face into his neck and curled up around him, shaking and curling his fingers into his clothes. II looked up, trying to blink away the tears that were threatening to fall, "I’m here, I'm not going anywhere. Rest now, you're back, you're warm."

He sat quietly with Vessel, waiting for the shakes to subside, and as he did Night spoke up once again."I can feel how much you love him. I promise I'll do everything in my power to help you. The promise of a god isn’t lightly given. "

II closed his eyes and shuddered slightly, the tears leaking out around the edges, "Thank you. I'll do anything you want, I promise, any-any debt that needs paid, I'm willing. Whatever it takes. I don’t care."

"You owe me nothing. There is no debt. I want to help you, to help him. I…thought because I smelled someone familiar to me on you and because of the hymn that this was…some sort of trick. But I think I understand now…", II felt her shift slightly in his chest, "Do you…believe in Fate?"

II wiped at his eyes with his fingers. "I don't-I think I don't understand, Fate? I promise I wasn't trying to trick you, I might have gotten something wrong in the translation, but it wasn't intentional."

There was a long pause before Night spoke again, "A very very long time ago I had someone I loved very much as well. He was…taken from me. There was nothing but ashes and bone when I found him. It was as if my very heart was being torn to shreds. When he was taken from me-when he died-it was if a part of me…died with him".

II kissed Vessel's forehead again, softly, lingering to make sure he was sleeping soundly. "I'm sorry…I…think I understand that feeling more than I'd like to."

"He also sang, and wrote poems. I did not ever imagine I would ever hear his voice again except in my dreams. So when we were on the Beach and I heard him speak…it was as if my heart stopped. Your Vessel and my Aneirin…are the same somehow."

II felt his chest clench, only it wasn’t Night that was causing it this time, "I don't… I don't understand…he was here when I got here. He was almost feral, there was nobody else here with him and he was terrified to touch me, it took him weeks to not startle when I talked to him. He-he was so broken.”

And yet, he thought to himself, didn’t Vessel say that Sleep could change things on a whim? and often did? He had seen Vessel die and come back, over and over again. Sleep would do it for any reason, even if it was just to show that he could. Would it be all that unbelievable? It’s not like Vessel could remember where he had come from. None of them really could. At least not wholly.

Night continued, "His death was…traumatic. Horrible and painful and cruel. He had been made a sacrifice to a sun god of a pantheon that revels in blood and agony. They care not for humans except as playthings. When you first told me Sleeps name, I recognized it. He is a part of that pantheon. Although that of course, isn’t his true name."

And that was another thing Vessel had mentioned, that Sleep’s real name wasn’t pronounceable to the human tongue. That he was old, older than humanity and the mountains and maybe even older than the Earth itself.

II stroked the side of Vessel's face, sighing, "Oh Vess, what did you get yourself in the middle of? This is so much bigger than you ever let on, if you even knew, and I don't know if I can untangle all of this without making it worse."

"From what you told me, it’s very unlikely he knew. Sleep would likely have made sure he wouldn’t remember anything”, she made a soft hum, “Three thousand years…oh how I have sought you out in the stars, hoping beyond hope that somehow we would meet again. That you would be reborn. But I never, thought of this.”

II sat dumbfounded, "Three-three thousand years?! He's that old? How is that even possible?"

“You know Sleep is capable of much, you have seen that for yourself. Time doesn’t work the same way for the divine. It is not linear like it is for mortals. It’s more like…a spiral. And for Sleep and his kind, it is even stranger, there is no past, no future…only existence and occurrence.

II blinked, trying to sort through everything going on in his head, "I-I guess I'm sorry? For everything that happened to him. To you. I'm sorry I had to-had to-drag you back together like this, especially when I have to keep you hidden. I’m so sorry. I just wanted-I just was so desperate-"

Night made that gentle shushing sound again, and he could almost feel her hand on his shoulder again, "Don't apologize, you've done nothing but try to save the ones you love. I am still with you, and I will stay with you as I promised. That will not change. Your name is…II? Yes?"

"He named me, I didn't really have a name I knew when I got here."“You’re no longer alone in this II. We will face what comes, together.”

He rubbed his hands over his face, suddenly exhausted, “Are-are you sure there’s nothing you want from me?”

She chuckles softly, “There’s no hurry, but I wouldn’t mind another one of those Jaffa cakes when the chance arises.”

[keebwee]

Ask game round 2 (if that’s ok)

✨for fruhand because I love that name so much you don’t even know djsjdndndn

🌂 🧠 free for all any oc or more than one I just love hearing about them and learning bout them

Hope it’s ok to do this again! If not no pressure! I just love hearing about them!

EE LETS GOOOOO

✨: How did you come up with the OC’s name? - i think this will disappoint you but its just from a half-elf fantasy name generator. both his first and last name (fruhand arroway) are from it. i was very bad at making names at the time. however now i consider myself good at coming up with random ass fucking names like grunkuff

🌂: What genre do they belong in? - gonna use bitsy (all pronouns. i mean literally every pronoun can be used for them) for this one (my skyrim oc that made her way into rottmnt. as all of my ocs eventually do)

she's in a fantasy genre id say since hes from skyrim

🧠: What do you like most about the OC? - i'm gonna be mysterious and talk abt fru's second universe and ocs in it that i dont think ive posted/talked about here much or at all. lucy, sif, chris, basil, badger, ruin, and ofc fru! i dont have any recent drawings of them (besides fru) so here's some older designs

prepare for info i love talking abt these guys. not gonna go super lore crazy but instead will talk abt how much i love these fuckers

PICTURED ABOVE: lucy (albino turkey vulture), basil (snake), badger (cat lynx creature on four legs), ruin (fru look-alike), sif (cat), chris (cougar elf in the fifth image) and ofc fru (lion elf in the last 3 images)

lucy, she/her: lucy was a dnd character of mine! she was an albino turkey vulture aarakocra cleric with a service dog named bear (who's still around I just dont have him on this post). she's dating sif! lucy was a huge source of joy for me when i was younger. i was obsessed with her. shes my sweet girl and i love her to death. her relationship with her dog bear is one of my favorite things ive done with characters i think theyre so sweet

sif, she/he/they: my silly girl. my absolute goober. sif was a dnd character that never got used unfortunately. they were a tabaxi monk. she's dating lucy!! i dont have much to say abt him bc i never really went crazy with her lore but i love her sm. she was so fun to draw. i need to get her into rottmnt

chris, she/they: chris ended up being almost a sister to fru. she's so fun. she was also originally a dnd character, but she was a human. i think she was a rogue?? im not sure. they have a vial of blood on a necklace around their neck. dont ask where it came from. she meant a lot to me when i first made her and i vented a lot in my art of her. i was goin through some hard times back then man LMAOO. this was back in 2020

basil, she/it/they: ok this ones kinda crazy. basil isnt technically a snake, she just takes the form of one. it's a shadow god, one that was cast out and sent to live among the mortals. she follows fru around. they were in a relationship with badger (who is also a shadow god taking the form of a lynx creature) but they split up after being cast out. basil holds the star artifact (ignore the drawing of her with the sun thats wrong. fru has the sun). basil was such a blast to draw when i first made her and to this day sometimes i find myself doodling them

badger, he/it/they: badger is one of the "villains" of the story. they, as mentioned before, are a shadow god that was cast out and sent into the mortal realm. after his falling out with basil, it found ruin and decided to stick with him. badger holds the void artifact!! he's also SO fun to draw. their expressions are super fun. i was obsessed with the song all eyes on me by OR3O so like thats kind of his song now LMAOO

ruin, he/him: ruin is the other "villain" in the story. he (hear me out on this ok) is half of the REAL fruhand, which was split apart for whatever reason. he's fruhand's negative half. he doesn't know that he and fru are equal and believes himself to be inferior. he absolutely hates fru in the beginning, but they make up after ruin realizes the truth. he holds the moon artifact! i made so many different versions of this goober and his silly design. he really helped me learn to draw more freely and creatively

fru, he/him: fru is the main character bc i love him to death. he's the other half of the real fruhand and is his positive half. he doesn't know about the split until later. eventually he and ruin become brothers. do they go back together? idk. i never really did anything abt it. he holds the sun artifact. i fucking love fru. he was a self insert in dnd initially (but also inspired by br'aad from just roll with it) but now he's developed into my silly lion man who's in love with leo. god i love him. he means the world to me

a note about the artifacts: they're the key to the heavens i think it was. or like, the "higher up areas." when combined they open a gateway. they can also be used to merge fru and ruin back together! badger and ruin want to get all the artifacts so badger can take revenge on the gods, and so ruin can be the "real" fruhand. obviously this doesnt happen

thank u for the ask i went crazy mode. this has been so fun

[souplover-69]

y’all know i love treating this app like my own little journal and i just had the revelation that the reason i worry so much about having to see the disappointment on my dads face when he sees me is because i look just like him and if i look him in the eyes it feels like looking in a mirror but worse

he’s a baptist deacon and a local politician and all the things that make me feel like me he thinks are abominations to god<3

got another piercing today one i can’t hide from him no clue how ill ever tell him that i think im trans more or less tell him when i someday go on T

i used to walk behind him in the woods when we were hunting or walking to a pond to fish or just exploring the land and i’d stretch my legs as far as i could so my feet would land where his did

as much as his beliefs and disapproval has hurt me in life i can’t manage to not be so worried about disappointing him and i can always ignore it til i have to face him and see it in his eyes

parental relationships will always be the weirdest thing in the world to me i think i could figure out rocket science first because the more i tried to tell myself i was different than him i just found out how much im just like him in a lot of ways. i’ve always heard i look just like him, im stubborn as all hell, im hot headed and temperamental, ive got anger issues, and im dramatic clearly

but i also got my love for animals, especially native wildlife, my fascination with the local plants, dirt track racing, and motorcycles from him i also have an accent that gets substantially thicker when i talk to him

im really hoping we can both relax, have a good relationship again, and i can start truly living for me

[tragedyforthcoming]

Ok hopefully i should be back to posting abt my day alot more lmao; sleep caught upto me this week and I couldn't actually post much so really sorry abt that!!! Lets get into today then :)

So today like most of my weekends are basically das where I die for now, im gonna make a schedule soon to do revision on these days, cause when ur sk!nny you also need to be rlly smart and im eyeing up those distinctions grades I can get from my course :P

So my plan is probably gonna start next week, I wake up early and do a few hours listening to music and currently just reading through my textbook on what I need to know. So then I can be quite advanced/further in my classes!!! I think that would be so cool. I'll be sk!nny and smart! The best of both worlds. Also I'm gonna start eating by myself at college I think, no one is getting the hint atleast and I dont rlly wanna eat around others anyway. I'll just eye up a bench and dm my mate there (they go to my secondary schools sixth form ( ;´ - `;) ), that would be the life omg XDD

God I just kinda hate my life rn, Im ALWAYS so tired its insaneee, Like I need an energy boost or smth. I might try rlly bitter black coffee again; but most warm coffees make me rlly tired and I hate decaf. Like you'd have to strap me to a chair before I could actually drink that shit its so disgusting and doesnt work oml.

Also unrelated side tangent but I rlly wanna try monster!! I know I'd probably just be a jittery mess from it but I want that experience. God I want to try so many tings but I cant atm, life sucks (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

But yeah, now lets talk

⊹₊⟡⋆STATS⊹₊⟡⋆

ok so today I had 635 cals (a little disappointing that I didnt keep my 500 cal streak, but I can def work towards it!!). I dont weigh in till thurs so there's no stats there, but I did drink 1.5 Litres of water today!!

I'm so proud of myself 4 doing that like ive never actually done that b4 lmao. I rlly need to drink more, it makes me prettier!

But yeah that's rlly everything tbh, I'm quite sleepy so im gonna be going to sleep in a min, er but I am fasting again rn. I'm gonna fast 4 16hrs so I'll be done around 3pm, only liquids allowed. But this is a good time to fast cause my mum has wrk tmr so she wont be getting in my way until after the fast!!!

Also I think 4 lunch at college on Tuesday I might end up making pasta or an extra batch of porridge we need to see! I'll ask on my alt acc @traumatictrainwreck So see you there soon!!!

right now 4 the spotify song of the day/night

[mochiwrites]

hello hello hello! I just finished binging amor lunae and amor solis and I thought I'd pop in to do a quick rant about it because I loved every bit of it so much!!

first of all, im a sucker for god aus. as a guy whose childhood was filled with nothing but Percy Jackson Percy Jackson Percy Jackson, god aus are an absolute weak spot for me. I love them so dearly, and yours was incredible.

beyond that though, I specifically LOVE the trope of the sun and the moon falling in love!! ive not actually seen anything where it actually happens (your fic was the first) but ive always been in love with the concept and your execution of it was absolutely stunning. proteus as the moon and solara as the sun worked so perfectly!

oh gosh I had so much more to say but ive lost my train of thought.

I rarely cry when I read or watch things. I don't know what it is, but I struggle with really feeling what the characters feel, and I could count the number of times a piece of media has made me cry on a hand and a half, but I was on the brink of tears practically the entire time I was reading. I don't know what it was particularly, but something about your writing style made it feel like I was transported to that world. I could feel the majesty of the heavens and the aching of both proteus and solara (and medea, im so sorry buddy) and the overwhelming love they had for one another. their willingness to give up everything just to be with one another was suffocating in the best way possible.

a lot of the time with those types of emotions, I find it unrealistic. I find it too overbearing for me to be able to actually immerse myself in them, but something about your writing made it so easy for me to understand. I felt everything they felt. I understood. of course solara would choose death over forgetting proteus. of course mumbo would give up his celestial status to be with grian. it was meant to be. they were meant to be. the stars and moon and sun all aligned in the precise way they did and the universe was created all for them to be able to love one another and it was perfect.

your playlist!! gods, your playlist was perfect. I love it when fic writers have their own playlists for their fits because it makes the experience so much better, and yours did not disappoint!! I put it on shuffle while I read. "From me, the moon" started playing when mumbo met grian for the first time in amor solis and the lyrics paired with the scene made me cry. nothing could've prepared me for how much aching I'd feel while reading it. 1,672 years and 20,064 months and 610,711 days of loss and longing and I felt it and it hurt but everything fell into place for that one moment and it was worth it.

oh gosh I could keep going forever but this got way too long. I just adore this fic with all my heart and my soul and my being. I feel like it's genuinely done something to me. it feels like something's shifted in the way I see the world, and maybe that's a dramatic thing to feel about a piece of writing about some block people falling in love, but I don't care. im in shambles. I dont know if I'll ever be whole again. im grian, having everything I could possibly want, but knowing something's inexplicably out of place. there's something wrong and no way to know what.

im not the biggest fan of scarian (im much more a grumbo guy), but I may just read your scarian stuff purely because it's your work.

thank you for writing. thank you for sharing. you have a gift, and it is beautiful. never stop creating.

hi I’m ??? sobbing at you ??? so loud ???? 🥹💕 this was such a lovely lil treat to wake up uwahhh.

ueueue thank you sm !!!! this was my first “big” au for this fandom, and seeing the reception of it is so,,, 🥺 it makes me incredibly happy <33

I love the trope of the sun and moon falling in love so much. I think it came from the whole “character who’s the embodiment of the sun is shipped with character who’s the embodiment of the moon” concept, and grumbo fits that Very well.

but I??? 🥹 that’s such a huge compliment I’m so. uwahhh 🥹💕 I’m really glad that my writing made you feel all that <33 it’s always my goal to pull people into the worlds that I create and bring some kind of immersive feeling through my words. so knowing I managed to make you feel all that and it felt realistic is really !!!!!!!

and the playlist !!!! augh !!!! that’s the very first thing that I made for this au. it existed before amor lunae did. fun fact, I put the songs in a vague chronological order, going from when proteus and solara met, to when solara dies. I’ve written most of that au with that playlist going, and omg I could Not imagine reading those fics with the playlist going… you’re the bravest omg.

I love making playlists for my fics though :D every major au that I have has a playlist for it hehe

but 🥹💕 this au definitely holds a very special place in my heart. it’s a work that’s really important and very personal to me. I’m really happy that you enjoyed it <333

though !!!! if you don’t mind a little plug and a recommendation of my other works… I currently have an on going mumscarian au called songbird’s blood. it’s on my ao3 as a series called “night life” if you enjoyed the grumbo in amor lunae and solis, I think you’ll like the grumbo in night life too :D it’s a biiiig fantasy au where mumbo is a vampire and grian is a human who just happens upon his manor. grian is the first human to break through mumbo’s walls and befriend him. they’re very soft <33

thank you for stopping by and leaving this in my inbox 🥹💕 it was really nice to read through and made me really happy. if you read anything else of mine, I hope you enjoy !!! and please feel free to drop by again <33

[hookedsworks]

Edge(ING) Fitness - Chapter XII

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“Yep. Best sport in the world,” Ivy started thinking about the 7s tournament that he’d be in on Saturday. He glanced over at II, who was apparently desperately trying to make eye contact with him. Before Ivy could inquire, Vessel's voice broke II’s concentration.

“So…um…are we okay to go?” Vessel asked II. He was always kind of quiet when he was talking, but especially to II. II nodded. He was using his big pretty smile, not his customer smile. Ivy was watching them. III kept inching close in Ivy's periphery. 

“When can I get your phone number?” III stage whispered right in Ivy's ear. Vessel and II both heard it. They both glanced over, and Vessel rolled his eyes. 

“Never,” Ivy stage whispered back. III made an incredulous choking noise. Yeah. I've still got it. “II, help me finish cleaning the classroom?” Ivy had been friends with II long enough to know, by his face, that he needed to tell Ivy about whatever went down in the locker room. “Ves, keep II in the loop on your ankle. I feel bad that it happened in my class, and want to make sure you recover,” 

“Oh, um, well, I can just follow you on instagram, and tell you myself if you want,” Vessel offered. 

“Nah, that’s okay,” Ivy replied. He wanted Vessel to talk to II. They were clearly so into each other it was almost embarrassing, and neither of them would ever make a move if not forced to. Ivy knew II well enough to make that assumption about him, and Vessel was just so clearly shy he thought it was fair to think the same of Vessel. 

“No but what is your instagram? Or your phone number?” III asked Ivy. Ivy wanted to laugh. Dude is desperate. And Ivy wanted to yank his chains, and his stupid little hair buns. 

“Vessel, is your dog always like this when you tell him no?” 

“I am not a dog!” III nearly yelled. Oops. III’s tone was lower, almost angry now. It lacked the playfulness from before, and Ivy sort of felt…bad? 

“Ives, seriously?!” II asked at the same time Vessel interjected. 

“Alright, III. Let’s go,” 

“Sorry, mustache,” Ivy kind of muttered. He was looking at his feet now. He never knew exactly where to draw the line, and was feeling the keen curl of embarrassment in his gut at what had clearly actually kind of upset III. 

“S’fine,” III muttered back, softly kicking Ivy’s shin. II was now boring holes in Ivy’s head with his big blue eyes. Ivy shrugged at II as Vessel and III began walking out. 

“Christ, you’re like a kid,” II rolled his eyes and walked off toward the room. 

“No, okay, I know. Sorry. What uh…what happened between you and Vessel?” Ivy watched II try to keep a straight face, but a smile broke free anyway. 

“Nothin’, nothin’,” Ivy tried to skewer II with his gaze. “What! Nothing happened. I wrapped his ankle. He was just…being Ves,” when he said ‘Ves’, he smiled again. 

“What happened! Oh my god. You are hiding something!” 

“I am not!” 

“Say his name without smiling then,” Ivy countered. 

“Whose name?” 

“Vessel’s, you moron,” 

“Vessel,” his cheeks lifted, and II could not fight the smile off. 

“Tell me!!” Ivy insisted. He began to roll the mat that III had dropped. 

“Not until you tell me what you’re smiling about while rolling a damn mat,” 

“I’m not smiling,” Ivy straightened his face. He hadn’t realized that he’d began smiling the second he grabbed the mat. He didn’t even know why he was smiling. II snorted. “I tackled him,” Ivy fessed up almost immediately when II just held eye contact with him. “Now, tell me what happened with Vessel,” 

“Nah, man, it was nothing really. Just…he kissed me on the cheek is all,” II glanced at Ivy and then giggled. 

“He did!! Oh!!” Ivy was excited for his friend, but there was a faint ghost of something. A pinch of disappointment. That's weird. “I knew you liked him since he first walked in the door,” Ivy accused playfully, ignoring that weird ghost of an emotion. II shrugged. 

“Yeah, well, I mean, he’s cute,” he tried to play it off, but II was pink in his cheeks and had the goofiest grin on his face. He also kept running his fingertips over one cheek, presumably where Vessel’s lips had been. 

“You’re in loooooooooove,” Ivy sang. Cleaning went by quickly, and eventually they were locking the doors on the gym. II had changed into road gear and his helmet in hand. 

“Drive safe!” II called, swinging one leg over his motorcycle. The helmet slid down over II’s head, and his bike roared. The matte black bike slid by Ivy, and he watched II drive away. 

As Ivy watched, he didn’t know why, but he imagined III playing backpack to II. Maybe he did like the mustache, after all. But just a little bit. And just as a friend. An annoying, tall, slender, pretty friend.

[bachikinmo4]

Nothing is fun to me anymore rlly. (Rant under cut)

I always feel either scared or unimportant around people id consider my friends. I hope they consider me my friends. I want to talk to people more and hang out more but i always feel scared and anxious that im gonna mess it up. Many times have i talked to people and came out of it feeling like i chose all the wrong dialogue options in a game. I just want to be liked and appreciated without having to ask or beg for it or initiate it myself. Its selfish of me to say that yes but what can i do. You cant be selfless all the time in this stupid baka world.

I have this one group i play games with. We roleplay while playing and make up our own story. But ive noticed that its so fucking biased to one person. They always have the most drastic plot developments, most insane shit happening to them, the spotlight is always on them like theyre the main character. Idk how the others feel about it but the plot almost never circles around them as much as it does to that guy. Maybe theyre used to it as this isnt the first rp campaign theyve done. Im not and i dont like it, it should be a even group effort and not leaning to one character.

Theres also this one person, i dont hate them at all, but they are always so unnecessarily angry all the time, especially when i ask a question about something i dont know. Not my fucking fault that im new to this and dont know as much as you, stop yelling at me. "They just explained it to you!" Well what if i didnt fucking understand . Then what. You got a problem with me wanting clarification? Or needing something complex explained? God forbid. They also get angry at things other than me or the game but it still makes me uncomfortable and scared. It makes me not want to play with that group anymore if everyone's just gonna be purposefully vague, get mad at me or something else, or add confusing plots and details and inside jokes i dont understand. I dont understand almost any of the inside jokes and references bc i didnt hang out with that group long enough and i feel like a total outcast and tourist to this friend group. But i dont want to police anything, thatd make them like me less. Im sorry.

I feel like an outcast to any group tbf. Im always a little too different from everyone. Im too young. Im too old. I like different things. I have different opinions. I value different things. It makes me feel hated and annoying and maybe im right in saying that. Maybe i am annoying. Im too weird. Im too anxious. I cant even ask someone i really like if they want to hang out with me and talk more. I fear disappointing them and scaring them off. I dont want to weird them out. Im a good person. I hope i am. We both are weird in our own regards but im scared ill be too much to them. Too annoying, too hard to talk with. Too hard to please, too hard to understand.

Too hard to be around with.

[charmante-mp3]

Devilish - Ch. IV

The more I write on this the more scared I get, knowing damn well I can't write action scenes for the life of me.

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Warnings below; - This is a demon!Ateez x angel!reader (not for long however) so there is talk of religion. As an atheist I really don't refer to 'God' or Jesus but I do not mean any harm for religion. In this writing I do, however, use real religious names, that being said, this is purely fiction! - Also for confusion purposes, I do cut back and forth from present to future. If you see '~' that is currently what is happening, so be aware! - Descriptions of injury/violence

(This entire thing might just go unedited but it's nice to warn ppl)

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The angel towered over the man, the four wings gave the idea that he was cornered. However, the demon's posture didn’t falter from fear. Instead it inspired Hongjoong to stand stronger as the archangel attempted to intimidate him. They stood in the stretch of grey separating heaven and hell. Hongjoong wore his usual cloak, yet let his horns and crown peak out from under the hood. 

“I’ve heard you’ve come to strike a deal, what would a demon king have to offer?” The angel's voice boomed through the never ending air. 

“Something important of course, I don’t think you would be opposed to accepting.” Hongjoong spoke, a pushing tone lacing his voice. The figure ahead of him stood silent, edging the demon to continue his offer.

“I’ve come to offer peace once and for all Michael. I may be the descendant of Azazel but that doesn’t mean I have to follow his steps,” Hongjoong addressed the entity with respect. 

“Isn’t that a tempting offer, and how do I know you’ll keep true to this?” The archangel was right to be hesitant of the offer. Years of never ending war causing such loss on both ends coming to a halt was an idea out of their minds.

“Keep us in, and with that I ask you to keep yours out,” Hongjoong stated. 

“If I was able to do that, I would’ve done it long ago,” Michael countered.

“Of course, which is why I’m offering to help you with this blockade,” 

~

Ye’un could only hold me for so long. That was made clear as we both tumbled to the ground just before the exit. She ran forward, unknowingly leaving me behind. I was frozen as Michael himself and two other figures stood beside him. Once Ye’un was out she turned sharply towards me. Realizing I had not followed her footsteps took her back, unfortunately the archangel stopped her. 

“Ye’un it’s too late for her to return now,” He spoke. Panic ran through Ye’un and myself. Instantly, she was soon led away from the gates back to the place that was once my home. Her body gave out, disappointment lacing her veins as Michael pushed her far away from me. 

Confusion laced my brain as I was trying to understand everything happening. I walked further into the shadows attempting to keep my presence hidden. The rush from escaping was quickly leaving my body, allowing the pain from my wing to seep in. I brought my hand up to the arrow, bracing myself as I ripped it out. As I was trying to make as little noise as possible, I couldn’t stop the tiny scream leaving my lips. 

“Oh I don’t think so little angel,” My head was suddenly glued to the ground, as a heavy boot made contact with my scalp. 

“Some of us don’t exactly agree with you staying here,” He spoke. I could feel a cold blade slowly make its way up my back. 

“Your wings would make a lovely trophy, let’s see how you hold up huh? Maybe start out with a few feathers,” And with that I could feel a sharp pain right above my recent injury. I cried out as three more stings radiated from my feathers being pulled out of me.

“That’s no fun, I think it’s time to take these from you now,” I froze at his words, the cold blade was no longer present. I wasn’t able to process where it might’ve gone as it had pierced the area where my wings met my back. It was the loudest I had been in my life, my scream pierced the air, hoping this would be over soon.

~

Hongjoong was furious, he had enough of Dagon and his constant raids. The six members landed at the entrance of the castle. They spotted many of their guards keeping Dagon’s poor excuse of an army away, as it was quite easy. Jongho made his way over to one whose back had been turned from them. He had easily kicked them down as a glare of annoyance laced his face.

“So, where’s your leader today?” He asked the minion. Suddenly they laughed, a wicked cackle, “wouldn’t you like to know, where’s your precious angel hmmm?” They continued the heinous laughter as Jongho turned to their leader confused. Just as he was about to question each of them, Mingi and Yunho appeared in front of them.

“They're gone,” Mingi said, right before a sharp shrill echoed in the air. With one look at each other, the eight members took off. Their destination being the location of the scream, the noise causing a panic in each member.

~

Mingi stood bored in the room with Yunho, a few feet away from the two angels cowered in the corner. No one spoke as Yunho and Mingi had to keep their ears open for intruders. 

“Does this happen often,” A quiet voice spoke. The two demons quickly looked over to the other two figures.

“Unfortunately, Hongjoong made peace with angels once he began his reign. There is truly no reason for us to fight, however, there is a large group that doesn’t exactly agree with our decision,” Yunho spoke after clearing his throat. Y/n’s body had untensed a bit, yet still stood guard of the two men. Ye’un had begun to question the two men, but a crash from outside the door stopped her. It flew open and four other demons rushed into the room, the two on guard quickly stood to protect the angels.

“Y/n, now’s our chance,” Ye’un said grabbing Y/n’s hand and rushing toward a window. She had time as Y/n was away to take in the appearance of the room and knew once there was a chance, this window was their only option. They busted the window open to stand on the small ledge. 

“Hey, wait, stop it’s-” They didn’t let the dark headed demon finish as they flung themselves out, trusting their wings to lead them home.

~

“You mean to tell me you saw two angels on the outskirts of hell?” The dark, looming figure spoke. A hooded figure nodded, confirming their story. 

“Then it’s time to cause a bit of disruption for his majesty,”

[silvermahogany]

God i really hate to complain rn bc the 3.3 livestream was so so so good this update is gonna absolutely FUCK, two years of waiting for Scara was so worth it my babygirls finally here!!!! But i couldn't help but realise how. Not excited i am for the Dottore appearance? Like literally when he showed up on screen my only thought was "oh!!! Are we gonna get more info on the clones?? :DD" because honestly i cannot bring myself to give a shit about this Dottore. Hes so fucking boring to me man they somehow erased everything that made his personality interesting then killed off the versions of him that were actually good. I could've lived with the design change, it looks cool even if it is a downgrade from Web i like it. But then they mellowed him out so much to the point hes borderline dull and half of the new fans are such a pain in the ass. There has never been more drama in the Dot community since Lazzo dropped and a swarm of new people flooded in bc of how conventionally attractive they made him, ive only seen the new fans complaining about peoples trans headcanons or giving him melanin or shitting on Webtorre telling the old fans to get over him being scrapped and accept the change. Ive tried so fucking hard to get attached to this new Dot but i just cant man, they fucked him up and the new fans are irritating as hell respect your roots goddamn.

I remember when lazzo first dropped and i was telling people how disappointed i was with the drastic change in both design and personality multiple people responded with "well you cant expect him to stay exactly the same, he was basically your own version you cant get upset when hyv doesnt make your headcanons real", it pissed me off then and it makes me absolutely furious now. Nobody was ever asking for our headcanons to be real, we were asking for the character with the personality and design that we have been attached to since the game even fucking dropped to be included and given a bit of spotlight. We waited so long for him only to be given something that wasnt him, and as time went on the issue is only more obvious. The new Dot isn't Web, they've royally fucked over his character and made him a basic ass sinister villain with no life to him at all. Updating a character and completely changing them for the worse are completely different things.

I miss Web so fucking bad man :(

[melodyofthevoid]

the way y'all are handling ocean idiots is actually kind of inspiring me, because i have Ideas but i feel pressured to turn it into a whole blown Thing when all i want to do is just have fun with it, because every artist/writer/etc ive seen does it that way.

yall are the first people ive seen who are just trying to Vibe with your blorbos and it makes doing the same thing feel more achievable to me. god bless

PS larus is my favorite. love the little skrunkly bird man. also can i steal yalls powerpoint idea 🥺?

PSS i assume everyone else working on ocean idiots will see this bc yall are mutuals, but in the event that they dont, could you please forward this to them? because i want them to know that theyre indirectly inspiring a random person with their Just-For-Fun-Creation as well >< many thanks

Aw, anon this is incredibly sweet. I sent your message along to the others before I got around to this answer both because I wanted to make sure they saw it, and because I wanted to respond to this in a way that really reflects my gratitude.

It's honestly so tempting to start making ideas "a thing". I didn't really understand that until the last couple of years and let me tell you, there is a lot of pressure to do that. People like projects! They like updates! They love seeing the progression of a story and getting invested in that. I absolutely understand why people leave comments like "this should be a webtoon" or "you guys should make an animated series". In a perfect world, that'd be a dream! The temptation to do that and establish a base is also attractive because it can really form a base that gives numbers and comments, which artists of all stripes thrive on (myself very much included).

But what most people never really see is the downsides of that. From their perspective, a one episode animatic, a chapter or two of fic or few panels of a comic, isn't a lot. It's kinda disappointing, and I get that. For the creator though, there's any number of reasons that things fall apart. Personal differences with friends amplified by the stress of expectations. Creative burnout. Shutting down due to the sheer scope of the undertaking. These are all real, and it sucks to deal with.

For me personally, I know I do want to tackle trying to write more of ocean idiots, maybe even try to nanowrimo this shit (not in an actual month but you get the gist). But that's just me. If it bums me out or I put it to the side, then that's just my personal project to pick up later. If we tried to make it a series, then we'd deal with the stress of trying to keep up a schedule on top of lives (college, jobs, personal lives, etc). It'd take the joy out of these characters we love.

Some of the most fun I've had in the past few years I've been writing and creating has just been fucking around with my friends. Throwing silly au ideas back and forth and exchanging art and fics for no one but ourselves. There's a genuine satisfaction that comes from it.

Not everything has to be a big production. Artists don't make their magnum opus every time. They draw shitposts and write crackfic and make funny edits. It's healing to have something silly, something fun just for you, and to share it if you want. That can connect with people, great! But it can also just be for you. I could go on a whole tangent about social media and the commodification of attention/art but that's not really what we're here for.

I hope that whatever you create, anon, that it makes you happy. That it brings a little joy to your day. That you can have that thing you share with maybe just your closest friends to play with. Lord knows I need to remind myself of that too.

[theodoraflowerday]

young royals s3e1 episode reaction:

oh god oh lord

let's go

and his LAWYER? is this about sara reporting him?

oh ludwig speaks

THEYRE BEING SUPPORTIVE???? I fr thought their marriage was a sham lol

PILLS????? KRISTINA??????????

bro wille really is a mini kristina huh.

wait simon's never been to the palace before has he?

a SETTLEMENT??????????

BRO HE POSTED CSAM TO THE INTERNET WDYM A SETTLEMENT

oh. my god burn it to the GROUND LINDA

oh? oh my god? what the fuck???

"piss person" well you little bitch baby that is Indeed what you are so

ugh

Linda is so right but so is Simon

I really hope this isn't how it's solved tho I wanna see August burning

"I just want it to be over" oh my baby boy oh my son

what's this hi hi what is this heartstopper

CAN Y'ALL KISS??? IVE WAITED LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF?

"cozy" oh kflfjdlfjdlgkdlgkdlgkdl little shit

(ps if I didn't rewatch yesterday I fully wouldn't have caught that throwback)

when Simon touched the curtain I knew kslfjdlfjdlfjdlfj

THEYRE SUCH PRETTY KISSERS IM GONNA RIP MY LEGS OFF

IS THIS HOW YOU IMAGINED IT

THIS IS BETTER

BROOOOOOOOOOO IM GONNA SHOOT MYSELF IN THE FOOT

omfg they're SO CUTE I'M LOSING MY MIND

oh OH oh they're GOING at it

oh come ON

well that was precious as all hell

and now they're going back inside as if they weren't dry humping in wille's room 3 minutes ago. kings.

I want to smash rickard's face against a fire pit

simon: oh fuck. wille: oh yea you're lucky I didn't shoot you piece of shit

I'm losing my mind at linda being extremely surprised while kristina's like "sighs yeah. fucking figures. erik would never"

also losing my mind at wille's face lil bro is like AND I WILL DO IT AGAIN BAP BAP BAP

[maddie voice] FUCK YOU AUGUST

oh now linda's all disappointed. ok. be a better mom then.

i will literally rip August's face off idc

KRISTINA??????????

KRISTINA

omg felice

oh baby girl no

BUT SARA WAS A SNAKE

I want to give felice so many hugs my bbg

oh my god farima what the fuck sjgldjfkdjfldkf

WHAT THE FUCK

oh my god she really said "ok you're super gay now, wonderful, how can we use this to our advantage"

WELL ASK THEM?? YOU'RE THE LITERAL MOTHER IN THIS SCENARIO. ACT LIKE ONE.

linda has been pissing me tf off since last season idc

omg someone snitched on hillerska

OH

OHHHHHH

OH THEY KISSED IN PUBLIC

OH MY GOD

OH THEYRE GOING ALL OUT

hey now hey now this is what dreams are made of etc etc

BOTH THE CROWN PRINCE AND YOUR BOYFRIEND

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA

B O Y F R I E N D

let's fuckin GOOOOO ENDGAME BITCHES

if simon sneaks out it's gonna bite them in the ass tho lmao

"sleep with a freshman" August did that twice lmao gross

OH THEY KNEW

OH MY GOD HE'S DOWN BAD

vincent is such an asshole barfs

DONT TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT AWAJFLSJFKSJFSKJ

fine. I'm coming out. i am a big august/sara enjoyer.

not the tiny heart that's so fucking cute

he can't get tattoos?? that's such bullshit. get a tramp stamp wille it's what you deserve

not felice unloading on wille and simon HDKFJDKGJ babygirl I love you and you need a therapist bc that's so inappropriate

"how do you get over your best friend" felice baby im gonna send you a google doc called the lesbian masterpost hang on

yeah of course that piece of shit nasty asshole talked to the press lmfao

"ex" y'all kissed like twice, [clare from derry girls voice] look at the state of ya

actually? can rosh and ayub talk to him? with their fists? and a knife preferably?

you know, I actually kinda like nils. he's so fucked up but you can see he genuinely cares abt wille. in his own lil fucked up extremely upper class way.

SARA

SARA NOOOOOOOOOOOO

oh lmfao that's literally how my dad's house looks like when I show up haha sad

omg are they gonna initiate her again

OMG

OMG BABY GIRLS

BRO THEYRE GONNA CLEAN HER ROOM AND TAKE HER TO NEW YORK

TEEN GIRLS BRO

oh wille seems so cozy. wonder what's going to go down now.

oh did they write an article abt simon

oh

oh it was not about simon

oh sweet baby jesus

I mean. it was totally alexander wasn't it lmfao

but also like....... I love that they're blowing that shit up. blow that school up.

ALL CLASSES?????

aw they're sitting together. boyfriends.

"did that happen to you" how is wille more worried abt the gay porn one and not ALL THE OTHER SHIT THEY DID TO HIM

oh I like her she reminds me of the lady from the incredibles

ohhhh

NOT THE PHONES TOO?

get over yourself vincent. fuck you vincent.

oh they're gonna close this shit

aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

fuck okay wonderful