#mallie's birthday

[twstgarden]

❀ ❝ 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿'𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵 ❞

━ malleus draconia x gn! reader (reader can be yuu and/or your oc) ━ it was malleus' birthday and you planned to surprise him with a gift you've made with your own hands. (f/n means first name)

this work may contain spoilers for chapter 7, diasomnia’s arc.

do not steal or translate without my permission.

it was another hectic day for malleus. though he was not in the briar valley palace being overwhelmed with plans for his birthday, he was still busy in night raven college. lilia was in the room with him, smiling at the fae as he greeted, “happy birthday, malleus! come, the guests await.”

the diasomnia dormitory head followed his guardian’s request, trailing behind him as they both went to the lounge. the celebration was splendid, to say the least. he received gifts and was greeted by students he never personally interacted with before – though they were steps away from him while delivering their greetings.

the platinum outfit he wore for this year’s birthday theme made him stand out – quite so, as he is the birthday boy. the interview was something he enjoyed as well; having deuce as his interviewer made it even more pleasant.

 the celebration was nearing its end, and while he was grateful, he cannot help but feel as if something is missing. his eyes wandered around the lounge, looking for a certain person but to no avail. lilia, who stood beside him, intuitively knew who he was looking for, merely smiling, and not saying anything.

once the celebration ended, the rest of the guests returned to their respective rooms and dorms, leaving only lilia, silver, and sebek in the lounge with malleus, sorting through the gifts. while doing so, the young fae’s gaze landed on a green envelope, opening the letter as he did not recall who handed it to him.

‘to my dearest,

pleasant salutations, my love. today marks the day of your birth, and i am more than happy to wish you a happy birthday. thank you for the beautiful memories you have made with me, and i hope we can continue to make more memories together.

you might wonder about my whereabouts throughout the whole party. in all honesty, i was preparing your gift. once you have received this letter, it is time for you to take a moment to indulge in my present made for you and only you.

let us put you to a test. search for an item that fits the description i underlined. good luck!

amongst the thorny bushes, i remain bright and romantic.

forever yours, f/n l/n’

a smile ghosted over malleus’ lips, chuckling to himself as he was intrigued by your behaviour. you would go as far as putting him to a test and sending him out on a scavenger hunt, searching for objects with nothing but riddles as a clue.

“how amusing,” spoke malleus with that amused smile on his face, “quite creative, however.” lilia peeked at the letter before chuckling and gently patting his shoulder, “what are you waiting for? time is ticking!”

and with that, malleus went around the dormitory in search of something that stayed bright and romantic amongst the thorny bushes. he has gotten his first clue. thorny bushes must mean the location is in the garden of diasomnia, no? however, they do have flower bushes and whatnot, so what exactly is he supposed to find?

still, he went to the dormitory garden, eyeing all the colourful bushes before his eyes landed on the thorn bushes nearby. nothing seemed out of place, but as he stepped closer, a glowing red rose hid within the bush.

“ah, is this the item i’m supposed to find?” mumbled malleus as he quickly grabbed the rose, the thorns not pricking him as he used his magic to avoid damage. upon contact, the rose glowed even more before disappearing into thin air, and what came in replacement was a quick reveal of the words, ‘turn around.’

and so, he did. the young fae turned around with a puzzled expression before his eyes landed on you standing there with a smile. how did he not notice you? surely, he could have heard your footsteps, no? his puzzled expression morphed into a shocked one before he smiled at you, noticing your arms tucked behind you as if you were hiding something.

“and what are you hiding, dearest?” asked the male with a smug smile.

“oh, nothing~” you replied, “close your eyes.”

malleus raised a brow, eyeing you for a moment before complying with your request, closing his eyes without another word as he waited for your action. he heard a soft twinkle as you spoke, “okay, you can open them…”

once he opened his eyes, you stood with your arms out, a snow globe rested on your palm as the miniature scenery had two dragons that look identical, but one seemed to be a baby dragon holding an ice cream cone. his eyes widened as you held it out to him with a shy smile, “i made this for you…”

made?

“made?” asked malleus. you nodded as you avoided his gaze, thinking he might not like it as you mumbled a response, “yes, i don’t have much to offer, but i am skilled with arts and crafts…” you eyed the snow globe again, shaking it a little to make it snow with a soft twinkle.

malleus smiled softly as he watched you shake the globe before gently grabbing it from you, looking at it closely as he realised the dragon looks like him. “a personalised snow globe… thank you, f/n…”

“happy birthday, malleus,” you greeted with a smile, the same smile that he had always loved, the same smile that brightened his lonely days, the same smile that greets him every morning. his eyes stayed on you as he looked at you like a lovestruck puppy, wishing for this moment to never end.

an eternity with you and those he holds dear is all that he asks for.

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[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Beast (22nd May 1864)

Black Butler

[a-twistedheartslonging]

I find it endlessly hilarious that Rook Hunt invited Malleus to his birthday party and Malleus, guy who yearns to be included in stuff and to be invited, didn't go. To be fair, Malleus seems to find Rook annoying and Leona also didn't want to come though Ruggie was there for food. It's just funny that Malleus clearly has a bias and will not accept just ANY invitation.

Mally being like "only two people invite me anywhere 😔 (yuu and lilia)" when Rook Hunt is right there lol but then Malleus doesn't vibe with him so that's just how it is

Poor Rook Hunt, my fave lil guy

it's a bit sad in some aspects as well, of course. Guy invites two of people he finds super interesting and they don't want to come but such is life. And then another who rejects the invitation probably for fear of further alienation.

Still, very funny to think about Malleus having such a clear bias

Imagine Malleus ignores the invitation to Rook's birthday and goes to hang out with Yuu instead only to find out Yuu was hanging out with Rook. Rook offers some of his favorite food to Yuu (liver pate, basically a creamy spread made from liver, usually some type of poultry, blended with spices like onions, garlic, herbs. It sounds like a meat dip basically, sounds good, spread on buttered toast, he says he doesn't often get have it because it has to be fresh to taste good so he's very happy to have some and offers yuu some).

Here he is enjoying the fuck out of his favorite snack

Anyways i feel like Malleus would get so peeved and put out when he finds out his fave was hanging with Rook and Rook shared food with them at his party. He's extra annoyed with Rook now lol

Malleus may want to be invited to thing but even he has standards. 😑

But yeah, I feel kind of bad for Rook, People just don't seem to be able to handle the guy's silliness and whimsy. He's sweet and would be all happy likely with any gift you end up bringing too.

[diamondwerewolf]

Wanted to complete this way ahead of father's day, since I'll be very busy around then. My birthday actually falls on that holiday, so I've been arranging a bit of a party event for myself and my dad. ANYWAY! Here, have Papa Arven [and mom honey in the corner]. I'm imaging some sort of family hike and camp out, since Arven is an outdoorsman. He's a great dad and takes them out whenever he can. From oldest to youngest: Mallie, Ruben, and Freyja. Maybe I'll elaborate more on tumblr. You guys know I love wholesome stuff in my art diet.

I actually didn't get to any of the artwork I really wanted to in May, but OOF, I'm sure I'll catch up eventually. I am...consumed by video game, as I knew I would be.

[sheabuttahwrites]

The Shelf Life Of Honey ( a Masego short )

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pt.1 ::

When she heard her bedroom door come open, she didn't even have to look; she already knew it was him. But, since it was him, she was gonna look. Her TV provided the only light, but it was enough. He glided across the threshold, his twisted ponytail grazing the top of the doorframe. He smiled goofily at her, showing all of his pretty teeth before he turned to slowly and silently close the door, locking it with the same care. She stifled a smile, keeping her eyes on him as he made his way around to the empty side of her bed. He had on striped pajama pants and a white knit tank top, looking like somebody’s Jamaican uncle. But his arms and shoulders were looking a bit thicker than the last time she’d seen him. He had said something about a gym membership a while ago, but she didn’t think his lil skinny self would actually do it. His chest even looked a little bulkier. She had to admit, resisting the urge to stare at him and all of his newness was a slight feat. 

“Mally Mal.” He took a seat and situated himself up against her headboard. “What up?” She sighed, loosening the reins enough to let out a smirk. He dropped his face, chuckling into his palm. “I know. I should've told you I was coming.”

“You should've.”

“I didn’t know how.”

She turned to her side and propped herself up on her elbow. “Micah, really?” He almost winced at her use of his full name. “Stop it. You could've shot me a quick text.”

“I wanted to. Honestly, I didn’t know how you would feel about it. And I didn't wanna just flake on KJ.”

“I already told you I wasn’t mad at you.”

“You say that, but then I don’t see you or hear from you for a month.”

“Well, that works both ways.”

“…I was giving you space.”

“Yeah. Because you know you were dead wrong.”

He sighed. “Come on, Mal.” 

After their unplanned hiatus, she was surprised to see him step into her parents’ house with a suitcase. It was her little brother’s thirtieth birthday weekend. Per his tradition, he was spending the first part of his birthday with the family, so she knew Mic would be there, just not that he’d be staying. Talking about his parents were out of town. Of course, hers had offered him a room. They’d insisted, she was sure. 

They all knew she and ‘best friend’, as she so affectionately called him, had been beefing since Christmas, but no one knew why exactly. At least she didn't think so. She just wished someone would’ve had the decency to tell her about the arrangements. Since they had obviously been planned ahead of time. ‘Oh, yeah. Mic is staying for the weekend,’ her mom had revealed after she’d seen the annoyed look on Mallory’s face, and after Micah was already inside. You don’t say.

“What were you trying to do anyway?” Mal continued.

“I wasn’t trying to do anything.”

“Were you trying to make me jealous or something?”

“No! How could I be doing that when she was just my friend?” he asked.

“Your ‘friend’… that you brought to Christmas? Ok.”

“Yes. Exactly.”

“I could even see Thanksgiving, but Christmas? That’s deep.”

“Nah, it’s really not. I told you, she couldn’t afford to get back home, so I just invited her to hang with the fam.”

“Because you’re just so nice, right?”

“Yeah, I am. And you could've given her a chance, she’s good people. I couldn’t just let her be by herself for Christmas.”

Her frown had some serious weight to it. She didn't give a fuck how ‘good’ this girl supposedly was. “Oh, please don’t tell me what I could’ve done. When you could’ve very well left her where she was. She’s a grown ass woman, she would’ve managed.”

“But you ain't mad, though.”

“I’m not.” She rolled her eyes so hard it almost hurt. “I’m literally not.”

He kissed his teeth. “I think you might need to reevaluate your definition of ‘literally’.” She glared up at him and a laugh buzzed past his lips. He knew the real reason for her temper, which was why he could find some humor in the mess. “Anyway, how you been? I ain’t seen you in a whole month, girl. You look good.”

“It’s dark in here, Mic, and I’m under the covers. You can’t even see me.” She knew he was just trying to charm his way out of the hot seat.

“I can see you a lil bit. And I don’t even need to see you to know you look good.” He shrugged, trading in his playful tone for a serious one. After all, he was serious. 

She tried to thug it out, but a flattered smile grew from her smugness and she rolled her eyes. A lot less intense than before. “Mhm. Thank you, I guess. You look aight.” Tickled, he smiled enormously, dropping his head into a silent laugh. She took her giggles down into her pillow, reaching up to grab his arm as she buried her face. 

“Wooow.”

“I’m just playing, best friend. You actually lookin’ kinda diesel,” she added, scanning over his upper body more freely this time. 

“Well, you know…” He puffed his chest up, flexing his arms out in front of him. “I been working out, y’ah mean? Lifting real heavy,” he said, bobbing his head with his last couple of words. She fast returned to her pillow while he laughed aloud at his own silliness. “But hey, um, don’t stay away from me that long again, aight?”

“Yeah. You, too.”

He nodded. “And just so you know, it really wasn’t like that with her. Even if I was interested, which I’m not, she has a boyfriend.”

“What does that matter? Niggas cheat every day, B.”

“Look, Mal. I know you know we’ve already had this conversation. So you also know I don’t want that girl.”

“I don’t know nothing.”

“Well, I’m telling you now. I don’t,” he spoke matter-of-factly. “Now what?”

“Whatever.” She sent her eyes on yet another spin, turning away and covering her mouth as a smile was creeping onto her face. 

“Yeah, stop playin’ with me. You know what’s up.”

“Nah, tell me what’s up.”

“I want you.”

A knot jumped into her throat. Her smile fell and she started to shake her head. “Stop it, Micah.”

“No, because I can't remember a time when I haven't.” Shamefully, every woman he’d been with had just been a placeholder. “I need you to know that.”

“Mm mm.” He was still talking when she brought her hands up, clapping them in front of her face before shushing him.

“Why?” The sly grin had made its way to him now. “You just said to tell you.” She averted her gaze. The butterflies in her stomach were instantly at a full ten. “What you scared of? You can fall, mama. I’ma catch you, I promise.”

She tried glancing up at him again and realized just how unprepared for this she was.

“Come on, talk to me.”

“…You're right,” she said, finally facing him as she unknowingly donned her pain. “We did have this conversation. So, why would you show up with another woman?”

He wanted to kick himself. The Christmas blow up had occurred right as they were courting the idea of maybe exploring things past their friendship. It had started as a joke during Thanksgiving. Something slick his mom had said about him ending up alone if he continued to overlook the blessing right in front of him. Micah and Mallory were having a laugh about it later that night when it somehow turned into a bit of a confessional for both of them. Apparently there had been a mutual crush when they were younger, that neither of them knew about at the time. A crush that clearly still had legs. 

“I know how it looks. I know that now. I don’t always stop and think stuff through, but I’m aware that I need to be more mindful when it comes to certain things. Still though, I meant everything I said to you that night.”

“…You know she probably like you.”

“All I'm worried about is you.”

“You hurt my feelings. Real bad.” 

He slid down beside her, needing to be on her level. “I’m sorry, Shug . That's the last thing I was tryna do.” 

When he invited his coworker to join them, he didn’t know Mal would take it so badly. He hadn’t even thought that much into it. In his mind, he was innocently bringing a guest for the holidays. Obviously, Mal did not agree. She’d claimed she wasn’t mad, but proceeded to give both of them the cold shoulder the entire day. And when she left, she barely said goodbye. He’d spoken to her just once since then, right after it had happened, for maybe five or ten minutes. The tone of that conversation was the final indicator that she was gonna need some time.

“…Can I tell you something?”

“Yeah.” 

A deep breath helped her shake some of the nerves, but more than a few remained. Even in near darkness, she still couldn’t look at him. She didn’t think she’d ever be saying these words aloud, but the door had been opened for her to walk on through. “…This past month has been long,” she said, fidgeting with her fingers. 

“It has.”

“I thought about you a lot. Like, every day. Sometimes in ways that I haven't really before. I tried to make myself stop…” she scraped up the courage to lift her eyes and was met with his, “but I couldn't. I wanted to call you so many times, but I was just too angry. And then… I had to be real with myself. Because there’s a reason why I was so upset.”

“…Ok. What’s up?”

“…I love our friendship with my whole soul. Like, you’re really my best friend, for real. But… I think we could be more. I wanna be more.”

Her confession had hit him right in the chest. It almost mirrored exactly what those four weeks had felt like for him. The only difference being the direction of his anger; he was mad at himself, not her. 

“Yeah?” His smile was uncontrollable. He wasn't expecting her to say any of this to him tonight, but the last part was the most unexpected. 

She nodded. “Yeah. I mean, the thought of it crashing and burning has played over and over in my head. But, like… it could also work and I’m gonna try to focus on that.”

“Nah, ain’t nothing about to crash and burn. But I’m ready to try with you.”

“I just don't want it to get weird, you know? Keeping our friendship intact is important to me. Even if this…” 

“You gon’ be my best friend til they put me in the dirt. And then I’ma see if God can help me come find you in the afterlife, because I love you too much to ever be without you… aight?”

“Ok,” she laughed, feeling her face start to warm up. 

“Hold on.” He reached back to turn on the lamp sitting on her nightstand. “There you go. See, I knew I was right.” She smiled sheepishly, sure sweat beads would be lining her forehead soon now that there was no barrier to his fineness. “Look at me, though. I want you to know I’m serious. You don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Ok. I believe you.”

“Alright.”

“So, now,” she slid closer, draping her arm up over his shoulder, “I can tell you that I never liked any of your girlfriends. Not one.”

“Yeah? Well, I never liked any of them niggas you called yourself datin’ either. Even the ones I acted like I was cool with. Hated them niggas, actually.”

“You don’t like nobody.”

“Facts. But this a whole ‘nother level, shorty.”

She giggled into his chest as he rested his hand on her waist, over her blanket. Then, like two Cheshire Cats, they lay there just grinning at each other. Her concerns were his as well, but he had so much faith in what they could be that he was willing to take the risk. He was also prepared to reassure her every step of the way if that's what she needed. They had too much going for them to not at least try. And, if there were blessings to be had, he didn’t want to be the one standing in the way. She had always felt like one to him. 

“What do we even do now?” she asked. 

“I don’t know. Whatever we want.”

He licked his lips and she found herself needing to use more effort than usual to pull her attention away from them. Pretty and pink, glistening. Thick. Ready. Especially the bottom one. It had been calling out to her for as long as she could remember. He caught on to her struggle right away, as she was doing a horrible job of masking it. Licking her own lips, eyes darting around but only after lingering on his perfect pout for a little longer than she’d like him to know. He grinned in amusement.

“I see you.” Her head fell and they both laughed. “C’mere,” he muttered, lifting her chin and watching her bright eyes lower as he closed in. When their lips touched, heart rates spiked. He interrupted to check the temperature, just to make sure he wasn’t alone. One look and any inhibitions she may have had were no more. She instantly parted his lips with her tongue, melting into the sheets. He stroked her face and clung to her lips like they were keeping him alive. Years and years of terrible longing made them an unbridled pair, but there was a tenderess about it. The way his hand never became as impatient as his kisses. The way her arm hung lazily over his shoulder in sweet surrender.

She let him under the covers and erased the space between them, hurrying her hips toward his. She couldn’t get close enough fast enough. She wanted to be engulfed by him. His kisses slipped down to her neck and a wave of warmth washed over her entire body. The tingles made her toes curl as she tried her hardest to tame the beast looming between her thighs. She forced them together, squirming as his hand neared her ass. A heated internal debate led to her lightly tugging at his waistband. She wanted him desperately and she didn't have to hide it anymore. Again, the door had been opened. 

“I wanna feel it,” she breathed into his ear. 

It took him a second, but his preoccupied brain eventually registered what she had said to him. He eased himself away. They were in her parents’ house, so he had to make sure he wasn’t trippin’. Her lusty eyes bore into his and he froze. 

“…Here?”

“Please, fuck me.”

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[catusbeanius]

Decided to branch out and take notes on my Riddle vignettes! So, here are some Riddle tidbits (I have all his cards aside from his birthday jacket and tsumsitter, sadly :(. Also, why doesn't masquerade riddle have a vignette smh. Gave me a heart attack thinking I never got him)

Tidbit 16:

Riddles calls himself the "King of Heartslabyul" (Suitor Suit vignette pt 2), yet he still appreciates the powerful femininity of the Queen. He says he enjoys the way heels make him stand taller and how the clacks catch everyone's attention (Halloween vignette pt 3)

Tidbit 17:

He shows his insecurities on his sleeve.

In his Suitor Suit vignette pt 1, he mentions to Malleus how the princess won't like him because he's short (he also mentions this in the regular event). He doesn't want Kalim sharing anything about his low P.E score (P.E uniform vignette) and he assumes Vil is making fun of his athletic ability when he was just trying to compliment Riddle in heels (Halloween vignette pt 1-2)

Tidbit 18:

He initially assumes everyone understands things the same way he does, but he can grasp other methods fairly easily.

In his Dorm Uniform vignette (spoiler for the whole plot, if you care), he's trying to help Cater pass his exam and initially gives him a 300 page study guide to memorize in a week. He gets very upset when Cater can't even pass the table of contents, but Trey tells him to think about it from a different perspective. He asks Riddle what method he'd use to eat his least favorite foods, and Riddle responds that he'd dilute it or eat it alongside something he does enjoy. He quickly comes up with a way to help Cater study (through Magicam tags).

Imo, this means he's learned to be open-minded and to listen to people before collaring them immediately (however his gut reaction is still anger)

Tidbit 19:

Kind of in conjunction with the last tidbit, but Riddle is not very confident in things he hasn't mastered. Namely, cooking. He follows directions unquestioningly (can also be seen as his strict rule-following).

Riddle trusts Lilia with only mild-skepticism when he tells him how to make soup (Labwear vignette). I don't know for sure what he put in it, but Lilia tells him to make a strawberry tart soup. Lilia tells him to min-max the nutrients and Riddle is like, "Really? Okay... I guess that makes sense."

Tidbit 19.25

I gotta yap about Diasomnia ONCE, okay?? /j

Anyway, I noticed Lilia was very good at making things understandable for Riddle while cooking. When something was up to Riddle's preference, he basically explained it as, "what do YOU like in food," and, "how much would Trey realistically eat?"

Analyzing TWST vignettes has proven that they are VERY careful and purposeful with who they have interact. Knowing Lilia in his general days, it's very obvious that HE struggled with similar things. Very different circumstances, but they're both loosely following rules/orders to survive. They both grew up in tense environments without the tools for self expression and self understanding.

Does that make any sense??? I think it does.

Tidbit 19.5

I gotta yap about Mally, too.

He talks with Riddle in his Suitor Suit vignette and we learn about his ideals in a king!!

He says Riddle's character is befitting of a king (quickly acting to save his dorm mates) and laments how he can't do the same (since he can't marry a princess willy-nilly). Flash forward to his overblot... Yeah, makes sense. He wants to be a good king/son/student/brother/boyfie, idk (talking about the MC not Diasomnia ftr) and he assumes trapping them from harm is the best way.

Tidbit 19.75

Also, why does Riddle say "noblesse oblige" is a philosophy of the "Realm of Roses??" (in the Suitor Suit vignette again)

As far as I know, the Queendom is never referred to as the Realm of Roses & the translation on the Japanese wiki is the Queendom as well. Idk what's going on.

That's it for my Riddle tidbits! Idk who I'll do tomorrow, but I'm planning on spotlighting a different character every day. I might just do Riddle's voicelines (or I'll do those tonight, who knows). Maybe leave a comment/ask for a suggestion? I can't guarantee a quality tidbit post since this is only based on my vignettes. I also wanna try rereading the entirety of TWST and taking notes (idr if I mentioned that before) but especially Leona's, Azul's, and Jamil's overblots bc I know an embarrassing little amount about them. I only discovered critical thinking the past few years /j

Anyway!! Until next time BD

[mahi-wayy]

So.. I have had this story since I had watched rrr...

Soo.. We know the first r of rrr mean fire then the third water, what about the second one? It could go for grass.!

So y/n was friends with ram and seetha when they were children,y/n was the Princess of a nearby small kingdom under which the village of ram came in, and her father was a great king who loved his daughter, sadly the general's wife wanted Y/n as her own daughter so the Britishers had invaded the kingdom too the same day they had killed ram's father and killed reader's parents in front of her and took her away in front of little ram making him think she died.

Now reader all grown up, was given a new identity Alice Scott, or any other English name you prefer. Reader was with her now parents in the village of bheem on hunting with her father, taking care of the little fawn whose mother her father had killed, suddenly she hears scream and runs away on her horse and saves malli's mother by kicking the Britisher who was about to hurt her by her horse. Then as her parents left. She apologises to the villagers kindly and promises to bring back their child.

When they reach back she takes care of malli with her cousin Jennifer. One day when she was attending the council with her mother discussion about the gond's warrior who was coming for the child, she sees ram there again for the first time and grows a small attraction towards him, which general's wife notices, she then tasks him to bring back the warrior, because of her daughter and the officer who had suggested his name.

So reader is a rebel person, she disguised herself as man and goes towards ram's house to see him, but ram quickly sees her and grabs her throat and pins her down the table but then loses his grip when reader's caps falls down and her long hair too,shocking him, reader then asks him to be her friend and he gradually agrees,then they spend a lot of time together, with bheem too.

Then when ram was bit by the snake and bheem takes care of him, reader comes there too and helps bheem before going to her father’s knighthood ceremony, ram then sees a small kaan ki baali on her neck and realises it was of his little friend all those years ago as he was the one who had bought it for her for her birthday but was scared to give it to her thinking it was much smaller than the gifts she would receive as a Princess but reader still takes it kindly and keeps it safe.

Bheem then reveals who is and reader supports him wanting revenge for her actual parents.

Then in the ceremony reader tries to give malli to bheem but the officer at the gate keeping drags them both away. When ram had grabbed bheem by the rope he decides for second to let go but then sees that general Scott had placed a man pointing the gun at his daughter and smirking at ram knowing he can't have her hurt, so when the animated interval scene goes, the tear of reader turns the rope into a grass, in one side its turning into fire, symbolising that if fire meets grass it will surely perish but one side showing it grown,symbolising if it goes to water it will grow.

So when bheem is getting whipped. reader is up in the place glaring at ram and taking care of jenny, when the whipping stops she runs down and doesn't even looks at Ram as she tries to balm Bheem's wounds

Reader then helps bheem escape but then has to run away with him too, there they meet with seetha again and seetha tells them the reality, and reader about who he really was, reader hugs seetha and goes with bheem to get ram back, when bheem meets ram in the underground jail ram's first question was about reader, meanwhile reader is waiting for both of them outside the jail walls and sees them coming towards her, they three fight but reader gets hurt including ram so she patches herself with orange cloth in the mandir where they were resting making her look like the seetha of ramayana. Then bheem yn and ram fight all together and they kill general Scott, reader bidding adieu to her mother, who was cruel and merciless to other but surprisingly took great care of her. Then in the end they all reunite and ram and reader became the king and Queen of reader's kingdom after taking it back by war with the Britishers. The end scene of the movie is there marriage.

Fun fact of the story :- the reader's name is actually seetha and I had changed alia bhatts character name to Shanta, who was actually the sister of ram. So yeah if you are OK seetha is reader and Shanta is alia. I was having this idea for way too long and I feel relieved letting it out..

first that's a lot of text but also that's a REAL good idea. I like the interval scene visualization of grass, fire and water you offered. that was really cool. I would play with it a lot more if I were to write this fic. the angst potential is unreal lmao. but over all its a real real real good idea and I'm happy you found my asks a nice place to let this out!!!

[kofu-division]

"life is a affair of mystery:shared with companions of music, dance and poetry"

Introduction

Ayame Kurokawa also know by his moniker Beast is an artist and the third member of Kõfu's division team Diabolik Night

At first glance shy and anxious,this youngman is not so joy and energetic as his teammates,but he's know by his talent on different fine arts or the jewels designed by him but when someone get closer to him can see how loving and nice he is

And when someone is walking when the night fall and hear the sound of instruments and applauses can see Ayame dancing belly/arabic dance,with a glow smile and a seductive shine at his eyes as he moves his hips to the rythme of music

...but a thing anyone can see is, although Ayame not deny be in the DRB with the same goal as Reiji and Kei, looking for someone special for him, in that sense he's the most sane beetwen them. Without the same tendencies as those two and actually, Ayame is who try to evoid Reiji and Kei do something very extreme but sadly he fail almost always

Ayame is a short fair skinned youngman,he have a slim figure with curves who is more noticeable on his dancer clothes,he have purple hair long to his knees that he wear tied down but with a bun and tousled bangs degraded to dark pink,and as hair accesorie a red rose on a side of his hair ,his eyes are turquoise with a sad look on them and pink eyeshadow,when he's smile have a melancholy appearance

His casual outfit it's a short kimono style tunic,purple with black edges and a V neckline,his lower body is covered by black leather pants decorated with black lace and black sandals, but in warmth weather he wears a silk nightgown dress with black lace stockings and black kitten heels and wear his hair in a braid

When he's dancing Ayame wear arabic dancer clothes consisting of a fluid satin long skirt and a long sleeve shirt with transparent sleeves,all the outfit is black with purple and blue details and gold fine chains, Ayame wear the same rose at his hair when he's dancing

In every outfit he wear the same accesories of silver hoops and broken heart necklace with the rose in the hair

Aliases

Aya

"beast tamer" (by Reiji and Kei)

Pretty dancer (by curious kids)

"my darling"

Mally

Biographical info

Gender-male

Age-21

Birthday-february 12

Ethnicity-japanese

Hair color-dark purple

Eye color-turquoise

Height-165 (5'5)

Star Sign-pisces

Piercings-small silver hoops at both ears

Markings-lacerations and burns and arms,discolored bruises across his body (especially his thighs) ,self scars at wrists,cuts on his belly

Family

Biológical father (???)

Biológical mother (???)

Biológical son (desceased)

Voiced by-luz (rapping)

Fun Facs

MC name: Beast

Occupation: belly dancer/jewel designer/sexual worker

Division: Kõfu

Team: Diabolik Night

Position: third member

Favorite food: honeyed chicken, creamy soups,jam bread,melon sherbet

Least favorite food: staled bread

Likes:wild animals,plushies,sweets,belly dance,children happy, jewels design, fine arts, dance at night, books,wine,roses,fine clothes,,children,music,sex

Dislikes: remember his time at streets, underground brothels, Katsuragi,think on his stillbirth child,be called a "whore", himself

Hypnosis microphone

Ayame's hypnosis microphone takes the form of black and purple headphones with a crown,the crown is also black with purple and blue gemstones

Ayame's speakers takes the form of two animal statues and a teddy bear,the black tiger statue is black with two amethyst eyes and reveal a circular speaker when Ayame starts to rap and the plushie looks like a normal teddy bear with an circular speaker om the chest. Another circular speaker is reveaed under the eyepatch when Ayame starts to rap

Ayame's rap ability is called Beast Tamer with his ability Ayame make his speakers animals attack his opponents,the tiger moves quickly around the opponent swinging it's paws and the teddy bear grew and turnin into a mounstrous form and starts to scratching and biting,as Ayame use more his ability the animals attack in a most fierely manner until Ayame get tired

Ayame's rap themes are about múltiple themes

he make references to dance, how he love do it and how he can have several eyes in him as he dance in the night,he rap about his past on the streets, how he hates remember the times where he suffered and make references to how he sol his body until his broken point,like Kei he raps about how happy is he with his current life. Sometimes his rap is about how Ayame like wild animals, especially tigers calling himself a Beast Tamer

Personality

Outside,Ayame seems to be shy and anxious with dislike for place with lots of people,he preffers to be away from crowrds but he's noy distante, he's actually polite and cordial but looks uncomfortable if he needs to interact with very much people at the same time

With the people he trust or get enoughly close to him Ayame is more different,smile more and make jokes and acts in a more gentle and outgoing way, if someone see him dancing and how he acts when he do it can describe him as "flirty and seductive but gentle and smiling",that behavior is more seeing by kids, Ayame have a "motherly' feeling on him that project with people younger than him and children are always around him, looking for feel the affectiom that Ayame give them

Something that it's neccesary say is, although Ayame don't deny have the same goal as his teammates, looking for and meet someone special for him, Ayame is not extreme and twisted like Kei and Reiji,his feelings for his special one are most pure and loving than those two and in fact Ayame try to evoid they manipulate in a cruel way or do something twisted and dark but he sadly fails almost always... although he don't will to say why,the reason of it it's because Ayame himself was a victim of a person like that and he don't want te same for anyone

But Ayame is not a saint,after years of living with a abusive family,be abandoned at streets,sell himself for survive,be victim of someone with a dark "love for him" and give birth to a stillborn kid by the same person fault left him traumatized,he have moments of self despise,low self esteem and even depression, considering his body as "dirty and corrupt",Ayame have moments where he think don't deserve nothing good and he feels guilty when that moments end, besides sometimes he act according to selfish feelings and is prone to emotional outbrusts but that moments are something weird

But that's only his opinión, actually Ayame is quite love for people who met him,the kids who often see him dance as a "loving and pretty lady" and their parents as a "nice and polite youngman" even the men who feels attraction for him or with Ayame had sex say that "he's someone nice and empathyc,and his body felt like heaven" but strangely,Ayame seems to be oblivious to it

Trivia

Ayame was a prostitute during his time at streets and surprisingly he feel no shame of talk about that being quite open about that theme

Wild animals seems to feel like for Ayame,but his favorite are wild cat like tigers

Ayame enjoys of artistic hobbies like photography,paint and drawing beetwen others

Besides his work as artist and dancer,Ayame have as hobby design jewels,the jewellry made by him are popular beetwen other divisions and Reiji sell them under Enjouji's name

"Ayame Kurokawa" is not his birth name, Ayame choosed it after being adopted by Enjouji family,his birth name is "Mally" but he only say that to people who he really trust

Like Aoba Yamamura of Kumamoto Ayame is intersex and actually he got pregnant once but the father punched him on the belly and his baby borned death

He's good friend of Mireya Quinlan of Roppongi since she saw him dance,and she's of the bit people who knows about his stillborn baby and how Ayame losed him

Despite have a complex with his own body Ayame don't deny he enjoys sex...and actually he have some sexual encounters with men who intereseted on him after see his dance or former customers from the brothel where he worked

He wear a rose at hair because his "special one" said he woul be look beautiful with a flower

Although he don't said nothing openly,is something sure that the person who Ayame want looking for in the DRB is certain magician from Sapporo

[talesofthetigerrr]

#TigeRRR2023 Prompt List

Dear RRR fandom, dear Bheem fans,

We hereby present you the entire list of prompts that were submitted by you in the past week (at the end of this post). We’re so excited about all these inspiring prompts! You can use them to inspire yourself to start creating, but also feel free to make Bheem-centric works that are not based on these prompts.

Feel free to start sharing your work right away and we’ll reblog them to this Tumblr-page (don’t forget to add the #TigeRRR2023 tag so we can find it!). If we accidently miss your work because of the algoritm, feel free to send us a message with a link to your post so we can reblog it afterall.

Please publish your works before May 10!

From May 10 to May 19, for those interested, we’ll discuss and review the works from a literary and artistic point of view. On May 20 (NTR garu's birthday) we will tally the total number of works created. And to celebrate the total amount of works submitted, we will create a special celebratory fic (read more here). Read all details and planning of the event here.

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If you publish your fanfic(s) on Ao3, you can add them to the collection 'Tales Of The TigeRRR'. If you want to, you can also put a snippet on Tumblr with a link to your story on Ao3 so we can reblog it here (don’t forget to add tags/ratings!). Please use the Tumblr-tag when posting a snippet here so we can find it.

Tag your Mature/NSFW works appropriately because there are minors in this fandom too.

Add any trigger warnings if needed, we want this event to be enjoyable for everyone.

Happy creating!!

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PROMPT LIST

1. More of a question - what is Bheem's role in the politics of the workings of the Gond tribe? We know he is the protector, but does he have more of a role than that? Does he have any sway in the goings-on of his community? If so, how much? Does he settle disputes? How does he decide morally, who's in the wrong? How does this affect his interpersonal relationships with his tribe?

2. Eyes, Heart, Warmth, Strength, Love.

3. Bheem and reflecting on being the gond protector. Either before or after he accepts the mantle. An introspection into what that role encompasses.

4. Bheem + medical abilities?

5. Bheem + food? (Cooking/sharing/enjoying)

6. Bheem writing poems to ram 💗

7. Bheem and his brothers spent six months searching for Malli before zeroing in on Scott's palace as the location where she was likely to be. What was their journey like from the relative safety of their forest to the bustling city of Delhi. What all dangers did they have to contend with. And what were their experiences before they reached Delhi.

8. Bheem and Ram recreate Naatu Naatu for the benefit of their respective communities at a common celebration. While their first dance at the Gymkhana club had been one of joyful abandon and pure friendship, how have they changed when they dance together again. They are still friends and they still care deeply about each other. But they have also suffered, which has changed them in fundamental ways, both physically and emotionally. What does it mean to dance together as changed people?

9. Unlike his usual dutifulness, Bheem feels like spending a day doing absolutely nothing— especially now that they are back from Delhi with Malli safe and Ram back in Vizagapatnam. What does Bheem do on his day off?

10. Akhtar meets an astrologer who foretells his future. But the blind seer talks in riddles and metaphors. However, does Akhtar know what is coming his way. What does he make of it?

11. Bheem's wedding gift for Lacchu on his big day.

12. What was it like for Bheem growing up? What was he like as a child? And how did he become the chosen Gond Protector?

13. Something with Bheem and water.

14. After everything that has happened, Bheem is plagued by nightmares about it all. Who will be there to protect the protector and ease his mind?

15. Bheem deserves all the good things. Please, let there also be wholesome fic or art in which he gets all the good things he deserves (platonic please).

16. Five times Bheem comforted someone else and one time he himself was comforted.

17. How did Bheem react when he found out Malli was abducted?

18. Love, fluff, cuddling, danger, adventure, animal transformation, cuteness, Bheem and Malli, betrayal, hurt/comfort, nsfw sub/dominant, home sickness, food.

19. Ram cooks for Bheem.

20. A poem either about Bheem or written by Bheem.

21. Who protects the Protector? Bheem gets in trouble or gets hurt or sick, and someone comes to save him/take care of him.

22. Bheem travels to see the sea for the first time in his life. What does he think?

23. In this universe Bheem grows old and looks back on his life, the struggles he survived, the friends he made along the way, the love he found and the freedom that his people now enjoy. In this universe everything turned out alright in the end. Bonus if he meets any of his old friends.

24. Bheem confesses his love to someone in the most tender, heartwarming, wholesome way.

25. Bheem meeting any of Ram Charan's other characters from other movies and teaching them a wise life lesson.

26. Art prompt: Bheem getting all the hugs and cheek kisses from all our fav characters from RRR.

27. Art prompt: Bheem and a tiger, or Bheem and his element water.

28. Art or fic prompt: Bheem reflecting on the scars given to him by Ram (please tag accordingly / add trigger warnings if needed). Big bonus if you add someone to comfort/support him.

29. Bheem teaching Malli how to plant a tree and the importance of nature.

30. AU with Bheem as a farmer who befriends a tiger.

31. Bheem finds a wounded animal (your choice) and decides to nurse it back to health.

32. What was Bheem doing/feeling/thinking the moment malli was taken or the moment the British first found the Gonds.

33. Bheem is learning a bit of english to communicate with Jenny and he tries to read Ram's diary when he comes to his house to find him sleeping on his desk.

34. Bheem shows ram the animals he has been hiding / Ram somehow finds them.

35. How Bheem found his adoptive muslim family and how they accepted or offered to hide him and the boys.

36. Bheem is deaf/blind.

37. Bheem's thought process and feelings right after Malli was taken.

38. Bheem finds an injured toger cub while on a hunt and nurses the cub back to health. Mali or Ram could help him with the cub. Bheem has to release the cub back into the wild when she/he is healthy again. But the cub grows up and remembers Bheem and his kindness. Possibly the grown cub comes to Bheem's aid in some way?

39. Soft as silk but strong as steel.

40. Bheem is cared for by Ram in prison after the whipping, emphasis on Bheem's perspective--his confusion, hurt, anger and love.

41. The scene where Bheem goes to Jenny for blueprints and how it pans out.

42. Father Bheem taking care of his baby while jenny is away for the day. (Can replaced Jenny with Ram depending on writer's preferences)

43. This is an au (how Akhtar and Ram meet) Akhtar's bedroom shares a thin wall with the adjacent house where Ram's bedroom is and one night he hears Ram crying more than ever and talks to him through the wall.

[achy-boo]

Name: Malina Chausiku

Romaji: Chausiku Malina

Quote: “I may be blind but I will never let it be my flaw.”

V/A: Japanese: Mirajane Strauss from Fairy Tail

English: Momo Yaoyorozu from My Hero Academia

Gender: female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Age: She is 16 years old

Birthday: May 21st

Zodiac Sign: Gemini tho she is born after the Taurus season

Eye color: Orchid( before the incident )

Lifeless dark pink eyes

Hair Color: light pink

Height: 5’0

Weight: 109 lbs

Race: Human (before)

Infested human??

Homeland: [Information Unavailable]

Family: She had a wonderful family but unfortunately they were all killed.

School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Sapphire Lake Manor

School Year: 1st

Class: 1-C

Student Number: No. 12

Occupation: Bartender at night, DJ during parties.

Club: Light music club, Hiking

Best Subject: History and Flying

Favorite Color: The main color palette is dark and neutral colors but if she had to choose: It’s pale purple

Favorite Food: She likes anything from homemade food to store brought food.

Least Favorite Food: Stale food, Lilia’s cooking, too spicy or sour foods.

Likes: Sapphire Lake Manor(It’s the uniqueness of the dorm), practicing with Tsukii, music, she likes mixing drinks(non alcoholic and alcoholic drinks), the times where the dangers is on rest mode, the night, the moon, rainy weathers, reading.

Dislikes: She dislikes having her privacy ruined by rude people, having to prove that she is not faking her blindness, events that involves families, Dire Crowley(for obvious reasons), Vargas(The yelling hurts her ears), Rook Hunt(The stalking..)

Hobbies: baking, cooking, she tends to play a instrument here and there.

Talents: Super regeneration (Tho she tend to get overboard), inhuman speed and strength, she can tell if people is lying or not,

Nicknames: Saku (Tsukii, Night, and Jeanne), Mental patient (Ace and Epel) {This causes them to be banned from the dorm for a week..} , Fellow Bookworm (Tsukii) Little survivor (The dorm)

Other Nicknames:

Ember: Mal

Chione: Mally

Daniel: Malina (Normal)

Kassie: Mal-Mal

Raelyn: Pinkie

Kuno: Little Malie

(An: These ocs belong to @sakuramidnight15

Appearance and Personality

Appearance: Malina has pink that that she put into a low point tail, her body type is hidden due to the white straight jacket she wears daily. But it was slim and yet litter with scars. Her eyes is covered by a light purple blindfold that she stole from one of the patients. The girl may look weak but she is strong due to her being an infected being. She had scars on her face during her escape.

Personality: Malina used to be this very timid and sweet girl. She treated everything with the most respect she believe everyone deserves it. Nobody never really hated her due to her sweet and timid personality. She was a wonderful family, along with her two older brothers and baby brother.

That is until the incident occurred that turn her world upside down. She was one of the victims of the experiment and..the witness to her family’s death. She is the witness of all her neighbors,friends and extended family’s deaths. It pained her. The boss of the lab deemed Malina as..pawn worthy. He or it wanted to make Malina his pawn. However, the girl’s will to avenge her loved ones’ death and make her life change for the good is so powerful. She refused to become a pawn. With the blindfold she stole from the recent deceased patient, she covered her eyes and began to escape with her new weapon in hand: a death scythe.

Now Malina who is once timid and sweet, now turn cautious and distant. The girl is still her old timid self but it would take a long time for her to get back what she lost. She is now protective of anyone who escape their hell of a place and now the dorm she is now resides in.

𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂

-She do not like to confront people

-She is a HUGE introvert at NRC but she is extrovert in Sapphire Lake Dorm

-She changes her blindfold weekly

-She gets along with Malleus and Silver shockingly.

-She keeps in contacting with the people like her (Which causes one of them asking her if she want to hang out with them)

-She avoids Ember and Daniel whenever they have their bloody fights (Which is all the time sadly..)

-She cried black tears whenever she cries.

-She can sing but it is very rare for her to be caught singing.

-She is good at any weapon but her favorite type of weapon is blades.

-She avoids Vil and the fish mafia every day...

[acosmicdisappointment]

— mallory jade.

is that RENEÉ RAPP? oh, no, that’s MALLORY JADE WATSON, a TWENTY-FIVE year old SINGER/FORMER CHILD ACTRESS (GONE WILD) who uses SHE/HER pronouns. they currently live in VALPARAÍSO, and the character they identify with most is SANTANA LOPEZ FROM GLEE. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas!

BASICS.

FULL NAME. mallory jade watson NICKNAME(S). mallory jade (NEVER JUST JADE), mallory, mally, mal AGE/BIRTHDAY/ZODIAC. 25 / june 10th / gemini SEXUALITY. chaotic lesbian BIRTHPLACE. los angeles, california HEIGHT. 5'7" EYE COLOR. blue ILLNESSES/CONDITIONS. a chaotic and mean lesbian TATTOOS/PIERCINGS/SCARS. standard lobe and upper lobe piercings, double helix, has a little tramp stamp, a cheeky tattoo, a scar on both knees, right shin, and left elbow FC. reneé rapp

PERSONALITY.

blunt headstrong fiercly loyal and supportive overconfident judgmental bitchy

HER-STORY.

— Born into a family with a deep-rooted history in the industry (ehem nepo baby), Mallory was destined for stardom. With her cherubic face and natural talent, she quickly became a household name, starring in hit TV shows and movies. She was known as ‘Jade Watson’ back then (Lindsay Lohan, Miley Cyrus and Amanda Bynes filmography claim). — However, as Mallory transitioned into her teenage years, the pressures of fame began to take their toll. Growing up in the spotlight, Mallory struggled to navigate the complexities of adolescence under the watchful eyes of the public. — She felt like she couldn’t breathe with all the pressure of being a celebrity. Mallory couldn’t fully express her true self, as she was boxed in a stereotype of being the 'good girl’. — At 18, Mallory started to rebel against the image that had been carefully crafted for her, yearning for the freedom to explore her own identity. Inspired by the rebellious characters she portrayed on screen, Mallory began to embrace a more daring persona thus choosing to go by Mallory instead of Jade.* (Jade is a good luck stone while the name Mallory meant 'unlucky’; the irony really) — Somewhere in the middle of all that, she fell in love with her female co-star and best friend. It was sort of a chemistry off the charts kind of thing. I’m talking about them going out together, posting cutesy things and then people shipping them. Mal kinda misread all that and fell in love.  — I’m talking down bad, like she wrote a song about them. Finally, she gathered the courage to confess, hoping her love would be reciprocated and then this girl was like ‘whaaaat?’ and maybe laughed at her face. So yeah, poor baby girl was heartbroken has never been the same. — This was when Mallory decided to leave behind acting and just focus on making music (Reneé Rapp, Chappell Roan, and Miley Cyrus discography). She became a little reckless from the heartbreak and thus began the string of multiple scandals. — She had a string of short-lived, intense relationships. Mallory was a serial ghoster, always running away from any hint of commitment in fear of what happened before. She would ignore her own feelings, burying them beneath layers of bravado and sass. — She thrived on drama and excitement, always seeking out the next big thrill. Mallory was fiercely independent and unapologetically herself. She refused to be boxed in by society’s expectations, instead forging her own path, consequences be damned. — Her parents decided that it was best if she stayed away from the spotlight and lay low, making her move to Valparaíso while they try and clean up her mess. And there she was living her most unapologetic life in the region.

EXTRAS.

to read to see to listen

HEADCANONS.

— certified girl kisser™ — would be the type to randomly ask "do you wanna make out?" or "are we about to kiss right now?" (will keep you guessing if she's serious or not) — had her first (and last) boyfriend at the age of 13, immediately knew boys didn't do it for her — a MASSIVE flirt and would call everyone a pet name (she has a hard time remembering names so this is easier) — is a serial GHOSTER and absolutely doesn't want to commit — can't cook for shit (will always eat you out) — always gets hurt on her birthday (it's a reneé rapp canon as well) — her facial expressions are enough to tell you how she's feeling

WANTED CONNECTIONS/PLOTS.

going ghost! — what's more awkward than seeing someone you pulled a vanishing act on fun silly little girl time — friends she can just let loose with i'm your biggest fan — someone who remembers her as a child actress and is a fan of her work (both now and then) more tbd! my dm's open if you wanna plot!

[dark-twist-fairytales]

(Psst: Scottie ain't mine, they're @jaytoons7 's! So is the whole knife fam concept!)

Time: 5 AM

Date: April 20th

Location: Kitchen...

Today was a big day, to Riker at least. His excitement was filling him more and more as he hopped out of bed and got dressed. Nothing too fancy, just a tee-shirt and a pair of joggers. He had small scars that littered both arms, but didn't care too much right now if others saw.

He slipped on a pair of socks and house shoes, before making his way out of the room, making sure to close to door quietly behind him as to not wake his roommate, Malli, up. Once it was closed, he sprinted off towards the kitchen, still being as quiet as he could be to keep others asleep.

He slowed down once he made it to the cafeteria: Empty. He walled over to the kitchen as well, glancing inside the door: Empty as well. This was perfect! He walked into the door, and began gathering the supplies he needed, as well as leaving a bit of cash on the counter, wrapped up in a paper towel, with 'For ~Firecracker' written on it. He then began cooking...

"Mister Orange?" Riker jumped a bit, as he was whisking a mix of things together, glancing back towards the door. Poking their head in was Buckethat, without their top hat on. He gave a small smile, motioning the smaller inside. "What's up, kiddo?"

"What are you doing?" Buckethat asked, walking into the kitchen and raising themself up enough to look inside the bowl that Riker was whisking at. "Is that pancake mix?"

"Mhmm. Pancake mix with lemon in it." Riker replied, setting the bowl down and lifting the whisk up to watch the mix. Too clumpy still. He got back to mixing. "I'm makin' it for one o' my own."

Buckethat pushed something closer to the counter, standing on it and looking at the mix, giving an 'ooo' at the sight. "Why?"

"It's a special a'ccasion for one of them."

"Why?"

"It's one o' their birthdays."

"Why?"

"Ask a different question, if you're really curious."

This got Buckethat thinking for a moment, looking to the mix and making grabby hands. "Can I mix it up?"

Riker glanced over and gave a smile, stopping his mixing and pushing the bowl over. "Be careful there. We want it to be nice and mixed up, but not too runny." With that, Buckethat began mixing the bowl, while Riker got the stove top ready with a pan and a bit of butter.

"Who's this for? Who's birthday is it?" There it is. Riker glanced over to see Buckethat's eyes really big with curiosity. He gave a chuckle in response, turning the eye on.

"It's Purple's birthday today. Lemon pancakes are his favorite."

"How do you know that?"

"Well, me and him grew up together. It's.. Been a while since we've act'ally seen each other."

"When's your birthday?"

"Tomorra."

"Wha?!"

Riker gave a chuckle at that statement, looking over to Buckethat and grabbing the mixed bowl, lifting the whisk out and seeing not clumps. "Thank you for mixing it for me."

"Yours is tomor-" "HEY!"

Riker had to quickly shove his hand to push Buckethat from getting dangerously close to the stove eye being on. His eyes were wide, looking to Buckethat with nothing but worry.

"I'm sorry, Mister-"

"Are you okay? You didn't touch the pan, did you?" Riker asked, setting the bowl down on the counter and grabbing Buckethat's hand, inspecting it and finding it spotless. This caused Riker to sigh in relief. "Let's be a bit more careful.. We don't need ya hurt. Your parents would be pissed, so would your sibling."

Riker tensed up when he heard a cough from behind him, giving a sigh and looking at the smiling, child Toppat. "At least one o' them are right behind me, hmm?" This caused the Toppat to giggle and nod. Riker then turned around to be faced with all three of them. Scottie, Slice, and Wilhelm.

"Hey, Slice. Wilhelm. Firecracker." Riker spoke, getting an eye roll from Scottie at that. "Sorry that I'm, uh.. In your kitchen, Firecracker, but I.. I'm making-"

"He's making breakfast for Purple! It's his birthday!" Buckethat shouted out, before Riker quickly moved to grab the napkin and holding it out.

"I'll pay for it, I know I'm-"

"Keep it."

"Huh?"

Scottie gave a chuckle and shook their head. "I said 'keep it'. I'm not taking it from you. And I refuse to take it from you." They said, approaching the other two with their arms crossed, leaning against the counter. "Is that all you're making?"

"Ma-mmm.. Purple.. Isn't a huge breakfast fan. Like, yeah, he'll eat if he has to, but he doesn't prefer it." Riker replied, pouring out some of the pancake batter into the pan.

"Where did your accent go?"

"What do you mean?"

"You had like.. Like.. One like Macbeth! But, a little faster, and more airy!" Buckethat spoke, watching Riker put the money back in his pocket, and Slice come up.

"Don't bother him too much, Buckethat." Slice chuckled, with Buckethat giving a huff at that.

"Don't worry, Mister Slice. Kid ain't botherin' me." Riker spoke, giving an accomplished smirk at the surprised gasp from Buckethat.

"See! See!!" Riker gave a chuckle at his exclamation, flipping the pancake over by tossing it in the air and catching it in the pan. "Okay, wait- What does 'Ain't' mean??"

"I ain't got a clue."

"Mister Orange!!"

"Shh, quiet down a little. Ain't wantin' to wake the others now, do ya?"

This got a frustrated groaned from Buckethat, and amused chuckles from the remaining four in the room. "There's no exact definition of 'ain't'. It means a lot of things. You gotta listen to the context of the sentence."

Riker then put the cook pancake on a plate, giving a hum in content. "What are you gonna do for your birthday then?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing."

"What? Yours is tomorrow, and nothing?"

Riker leaned forward and flicked the stove top off, putting the dish pan and bowl in the sink, before taking the plate and fork. "Listen, just having Purple with me is a gift enough. It's been years since we've last seen each other, and I.. I like his company a lot." He then walked out, passing by Wilhelm and giving a short 'hi' as he did.

"... So, are those two dating, or..?" Wilhelm spoke, with Slice shrugging, Buckethat nodding, and Scottie shaking his head. Three different responses, wonderful.

~~~

Riker slipped into the room, finding Malli still asleep and smiling, before setting the plate down on the bedside table and climbing on the bed beside Malli. "Malcolm..~"

This got a groan from Malli, shifting onto his back. "Malcolm, baby..~"

"Hmm...?"

"Happy birthday."

Malli turned his head over to the side, looking at Riker and giving a small chuckle. "That's taday..?"

"Mhmm. April 20th. And yet, still don't smoke weed."

Malli rolled his eyes and lightly shoved Riker, who gave a giggle and hugged onto Malli, with the smaller male turning to him completely and nuzzling into his neck. Riker let a content hum leave him, rubbing his thumb against the shorter, shaved hair. Riker gave a small kiss to Malli's forehead, letting out a small sigh afterwards.

"I missed this a lot.." Malli spoke, nuzzling further into Riker's hold and hugging onto him tightly. "Like.. A lot a lot.."

"I did, too.. Hate spendin' birthdays without you.. Then I can't make a lemon pancake."

This got Malli to shoot upwards, his eyes wide and a smile breaking his face. "Lemon pancake??" Riker gave a laugh at that, sitting up and grabbing the plate, handing it over to Malli with one more kiss to his scalp. "Happy birthday, Malli.."

"Happy birthday, Riker.."

[jstkara]

please read the under cut for more information about kara, plots and everything are always open! ships will always be based off chemistry. i can't wait to write and interact with you all! feel free to instant message me to discuss plots. ♡♡

a little background on kara, she is very sweet ,shy & outgoing but can be a little salty if needed. which isn't often. when she isn't working she is definitely living that night lifestyle or shopping.

name: kara mallie clark.

age: 26.

pronouns: she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual but leans more towards men.

birthday: june 14th,1996.

birthplace : madrid,spain || but at the age of 10 her family moved to states but she calls texas home.

current resident: new york city, ny.

occupation: aew nurse

relationship status: in a committed relationship with mjf.

hobbies: sewing,hiking,yoga,drawing,oil painting and cooking.

wanted connections.

ex boyfriend: it can be with a current co-worker or someone from wwe/ nxt or njpw. maybe these two had a toxic but also loving relationship? i'm down for anything for this role!

best friend: the one person kara trust more than her own life. they always have each others back.

guy best friend: give me that one guy who always kara can count on when it comes to problems, gives advice on. he is more like a big brother to kara since she has no siblings.

besties: who doesn't like some besties around? right?

hook ups/ flings: sure why not i'm down for this. just instant message me!

[mrshamada-dorian]

week four

going into week four im slowly earning more and more gems and i gained another ten fold for my birthday. i just started working again so i much not be on twst as much as i need to to get more gems and stuff but ill try.

sorry mally i can't pull for you this time since i already pulled for leona for halloween and i need to practice restraint.

[catusbeanius]

tagged by @smollestduck-sketches !!! thankies!! also i'm gonna extend this to fics ive written but never published bc the only fics I've published were my frantic fanfics with some friends LSKSLKDJ

1. how many works?

If we count each franfic fanfic, then easily over twenty. A lot of my fics are half-finished though so if we discount them and the frantic fanfics, then more like 3 or 5? Probably just 1 actually smh

2. total word count?

Uhhh...... Lemme count rq. 1800 on the frantics (not distinguishing between my writing and my friends' writing), and then 7200 from whatevers in the obsidian document I opened. Theres more on scrivener and random sheets of paper, but my laptop is slow and I don't have time to find them all :(

3. what fandoms do u write for?

Twst and Enstars, pretty much. Technically some crossovers with Sam & Max as well!! Ig technically OM as well then

4. top 5 fics by kudos

Don't have any :(

5. do u respond to comments?

I would if I got them!!

6. fic u wrote with the angstiest ending?

That one fic about Cherio angsting over Trickstar (i think it's on my old laptop and that one's even slower smh. I gotta transfer these things at some point. If I find it, maybe I'll post it!! But it was a mild vent fic)

7. fic u wrote with the happiest ending?

All of my fics are mildly hopeful (if I finish them) but I liked this one Cherio lore Mally birthday fic I wrote where rat-kun showed up and ate his cake. I could probably post that one, but it doesn't make much sense without the Cherio lore context (which I haven't written down yet :( )

8. do u get hate on fics?

Yeah, from myself (I'm jk, I don't hate my writing)

9. do u write smut?

Teehee :3 Technically, I have. Probably won't do it again, though. Eh, we'll see.

10. craziest crossover fics?

OM and Sam & Max

11. have u ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of

12. ever had a fic translated?

Very, very technically yes though bc I would write fics in class in a secret script and then decode them at home SLKD (but, as I said, that's more decoding than translating)

13. ever co-written a fic?

Yes! The frantics

14. all time favorite ship?

Lilia Vanrouge x urmom /j Serious answer, idek ;v; Anything that makes Mika or Malleus happy, I suppose! (ShuNaruMika especially). I'd also say anything that makes Lilia happy but you can't really ship him with anyone bc he's so old it'll always be a little weird

15. what's a wip u wanna finish but doubt u will?

Cherio Lore :( I can write a synopsis of it, but I really want to organically present the ideas through typical novel writing as practice before I really write my own stories. Alas, idk what happens in the middle (as always)

16. writing strengths?

Abstract descriptions! I hope, at least. I love writing them!!

17. writing weaknesses?

Dialogue fs. Idk how people talk. Also, sentence variation. I'm a predictable guy and I have my favorite words!!

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

The thing is, if it's in a different script to the language you're writing in (for example, English and Japanese), there's not a way for the reader to read it, yk? And idk if there's a way to organically integrate a translation. Even if your reader isn't supposed to know what they're saying, what's the point in including the dialogue in the first place? You can just say they said something in Japanese. Unless it's assumed your reader knows the other language, then it adds some dramatic irony. Ofc, there's gonna be ways you can fit it in well since each situation is different, but I wouldn't add it explicitly in quotations, per se. This is coming from a semi-bilingual language nerd semi-studying to be an editor (aka, don't take it to heart bc I'm not a professional)

19. first fandom u wrote in?

Bnha. Bad, bad, bad stuff. I get chills thinking about it.

20. fav fic youve written?

Any Lilia angst, tbh. I don't even care for angst why do I always write Lilia angst istg (and it's delicious every time)

This was fun!! Hopefully it was interesting!!

I pass this game onto you, my friends :>

@unnecessarilysalty @multilevelwriter-blog

[deathblightprince]

"Milord, Lady Malenia and Archcleric Perona have arrived bearing gifts."

Almost knocking her over on cue, Perona about bursts into the room, an enormous basket big enough to be soup for Godfrrey himself in her arms. Pitter-pattering in a zig-zag and trying not to fall, she's scrambling to find him until Malenia enters the room. Effortlessly the swordswoman lifts the basket from her so she can maintain her balance, patting her head with a free hand.

Half of her body glowing with Miquella's influence -they've learned how to talk with perfect synergy - she looks up to Godwyn with an enormous grin.

"Happy birthday, Winnie!" And the glow fades, leaving just her. "Mallie said-"

"I do not answer to... 'Mallie' ..." Malenia sighs, turning a bit to hide her bashfulness.

"-today's your birthday! So with her help I prepared you some gifts! And look!"

She twirls around, dressed in a variant of her robes that bear the Rune of Death that make her look more like an incense girl at a funeral procession there to give a peaceful sendoff. Her hair's in pigtails, held together by silver cylindric decorations.

"Mallie, can you help please?" She asks politely.

"... Very well." Malenia shakes her head, presenting the basket with a smile.

Inside is some folded up robes, clearly made by someone familiar with how big demigods are, some sweets, and some bottles of perfume as well as bathing serums. What stands out though is a strong looking tankard with a ribbon tied around the handle. Engraved on it are the words, "Best Big Brother Ever"

@in-lucem-veritas

"Wha-"

Godwyn didn't have time to finish that thought before being met with his sisters. Seeing his baby sister teetering around with a basket much bigger than her own frame was honestly adorable, if not a very funny to watch.

Godwyn's loungeroom was already riddled with various gifts, letters, and offerings from followers, friends, and various outsiders who are watching his cause. Quickly, he sent aside the 'thank you' letters he was writing to make room for what's to come.

He managed to retain a smile throughout the entire scene, even if there was the slightest wince at 'happy birthday'. He would like it to be considered different from just a birthday, but that meant he had to explain how the resurrection worked. He didn't feel like dampening the upbeat mood of his baby sister, so birthday it is, then.

He admired the gifts they had brought. Truly, they were luxuries that could only be found at the Haligtree. The thought was nostalgic, really, the bittersweet memories of receiving treasured gifts while writing back and forth to his runaway siblings.

"I thank thou dearly for all these gifts. It warms me to see both of you here on this day." He smiled, standing up to offer a hug for Perona to climb into. Picking Perona up like a cat to enjoy a hug from her, and reaches for Malenia to complete the group hug.