#v: sweet prince

[voxyldy]

06.09.2025

[INFO]

Singer Lee Jiyoung from Big Mama shared the video on her page

“Today, as I was coming down from the stage at the Chuncheon District Festival, a handsome soldier greeted me. I looked to see who it was, and it turned out to be my junior BTS V. I have always seen him look cool on stage/been impressed by his stage presence on stage, but I never thought he’d be this gentle off stage as well. He looked marvelous in his uniform. Due to the rush and bustle, we couldnt even take a photo together. I hope you finish your military service in good health and looking forward to seeing you”

Translation

🐯I’m BTS V

👤yes?

🐯I’m BTS V

👤oh my! omo

👤woah BTS V??!

🐯since SDT team stationed here, I’ve come *inaudible*

👤oh is it? You look really cool… *inaudible*

🐯*shy* no no

👤stay healthy

🐯*inaudible* (I have to go??)

Source: @naver_taehyung, @taeguide, 이지영 (@luv270) IG

[takami-takami]

Keigo thinks he's never seen a prettier boy in all his sorry life.

Something about that sleepy spark in your eyes, the air you carry with the clink of your heel against each step— it could bring a man far stronger than him to his knees. Keigo becomes ever so acquainted with the sight of your back as he chases after you, a lovelorn soul helpless to the wiles of a boy and the taste of their lips.

A longing nestled in the deepest pits of his chest calls him to protect you. He couldn't explain how he knows, should you ask him.

He just feels it.

You could be his prince if you'd grace him with the chance to be your knight in shining armor.

And like the loyal knight he is, Keigo follows your invitation to your chambers as if bogged under a spell. As you lounge on the edge of your bed, he kneels. His lips ghost along your knees when he unlaces your boots, preening into the fingertips that thread through his hair and scratch his scalp. The crackles of fire in his eyes only fall dim in the moments his lashes flutter shut.

You play him like a harp of sorts: plucking him reverently, wholly unaware of the way your presence rivals an angel's to him— your body might as well be golden wheels, covered in eyes and rotating in cloaks of fire.

Your voice, too. It's enough to send jolts of electricity to his core, pangs of need from an unmistakably potent lust.

"Are you sure you want—"

"Yes," he breathes out with whatever is left in his lungs. Another kiss, trailing up your thigh. "God damn it, please let me make you feel good. Let me make you sing, just for me."

Keigo is not a man above begging. When he has his eyes set on what he wants, his heart follows quickly in suit; and there is no shame in that heart tonight, no hesitancy to breathe exactly what's on his mind into the open air as long as there is a sliver of a chance you could inhale it into your lungs.

"Do it," you mutter. Keigo's wings audibly flap with excitement, feathers trembling soon after. "I want you—"

You hardly finish your sentance before he crawls above you, caging you beneath him and crashing his lips against yours as you grant him permission to indulge in the finest delicacy to ever grace his tongue.

His head dips down between rolling shoulderblades, breathing sigh after sigh into you as you flick open the buttons lining his thin, cotton white shirt.

It's not often you find Keigo wordless— his mouth tends to run in bed, tends to entice you open with sweet nothings. He can't help that he's chatty; but all those words fall silent on days you reunite after an aching absence, after missions keep him away to protect you from a distance from the dangers of the world.

"Sweet boy," you murmur against him. "Feeling soft today, huh?"

"Mhmm," he all but moans, the little nod dusting tufts of hair over his eyes. "Missed you. So, so much." He punctuates each word with kisses, greedy and latched onto you at the lips.

You laugh as you pull away, getting up to his displeased hum; but oh, that pout is quickly soothed once he sees what you're doing.

Digging through the mahogany drawer by your beside, careful not to knock over the candle that illuminates your room, you fetch a vial of oil and dangle it for him to see.

"Catch."

Like a puppy fetching a treat, Keigo's fist expertly plucks the vial from the air.

He couldn't hold himself back from pouncing if he tried.

[lunarflux]

Hi, I've been wondering what's the opinion of my fave's on something regarding Aemond; do you think he'd be capable of being in a genuinely loving relationship? I've seen someone else saying he wouldn't, because he sees vulnerability and love as a weakness and thus the relationship would always be an abusive one, with Aemond pulling away/pushing the person away or even becoming violent whenever he feels like he's being vulnerable or has lost the control over the situation. What do you think? That he's incapable of healing and having a loving relationship or that he could overcome this trauma and allow himself to be vulnerable and loved without resorting to pulling away, violence, or control? (I'd personally like to think he could, especially because of how much he seems to crave love.)

So, would Aemond be capable of being in a loving relationship - yes and no.

I don't believe it can be just any relationship because he has to find value in something in order to respect it whether it be in a personal way or as a formality. If Aemond were to be in a relationship with someone who isn't emotionally sound, individualistic, and also self-serving, then no, he would not ever be able to be "loving."

In the same breath, I don't think that "loving" for Aemond would look very romantic in the classic sense. It would be a very intense, passionate relationship where few words are shared and more is inferred based on physical cues and subtle reactions. He doesn't come off as having a Dismissive/Avoidant attachment style because typically those people actually do show happy reactions and affection before it becomes too overwhelming and have that "I need to leave before they leave me" thought.

Aemond seems like the type to just take a very painfully long time before absolutely committing, and if that doesn't work out because he decides this person can't be trusted or is bringing him and his goals down in some way, it would take an even longer time before he chooses someone else. He would spend most of his time deciding the person's worth and their value to him. He'd be quick to discard, but not in a rush to replace.

He's very meticulous and very logical, so when his goals are all self-serving and are for the sake of his future / his goals come first before anything and anyone, he would only allow himself to be paired with someone who elevates him, doesn't make him feel lesser, can stand on their own, and ultimately, has their own goals that don't interfere with his. This person would need to have goals that don't intersect with his at all, but compliment his in the long run.

If in a relationship, his affection would be subtle in public, shown through a general presence to show possession, and very intense in private. This person would be the only one who was "given the privilege" of seeing him this way, and even then, I'd say it'd take a very long time before it ever evolves into him verbalizing how he feels as opposed to just showing it.

Personally, I do see feelings as a weakness, but emotions are also your most powerful manipulation tool - and that goes both ways. What circumstances would allow someone like Aemond to allow himself to be manipulated and held captive by his own emotions? So, for someone like Aemond to allow one person to be privy to his emotions, he would absolutely treat this person with respect as long as there is mutual pushback, reassurance, pride (in themselves and him), and loyalty (towards their goal, his goal, and himself). He doesn't ruthlessly dish out violence; there's been a chain of reactions that led to it or it was seen as obligation. If he chose someone, I don't think he'd be abusive. This person would just need to be painfully patient and willing to - not necessarily "wait" - but allow him to decide how he wants to accept them instead of them working for it. Because if they work for it, he'd see it as desperation and not worthy of his attention.

All that said, he would be capable of a relationship, but it would have to be with someone who wouldn't ever care about being his priority. They would need to be content as his "shadow" or by his side knowing that through him, they'd be elevated. They'd need to crave power as much as he does but never want to be above him, and they'd have to view "justice" and "worth" in the same way. Two powerful people can be in a relationship with a lot of intensity only if they never seek to repress the other. It'd be a mutually beneficial partnership. Probably less romantic than what most would seek, but for those who really do prioritize their personal goals over everything else, a partner is someone who satiates what they can't get (or take) from anyone or anything else which would be physical and very private intimacy.

Think of it like "I don't need you. You know I don't need you. I chose you, and I don't choose people often. I'm choosing you knowing I can live without you but have decided not to."

[ripplefields]

hey whaddya think of this [holds them up to your face]

the og :3

[boxwinebaddie]

Has Raven/Jersey ever broken a bone?

alright, *cracks knuckles*

this one goes out to sickfic princess ana and whumpwhiz rp.

*blows a kiss to the heavens bc they're angels* MWAH!

but aaaaany-knee-ways:

...it's interesting, actually.

( or at least, it is to me, darling. )

because of how he's written, you'd think probably think, 'oh, but nina! jerseykyle gets in all these fights. he's all big and tough and strong! he prolly breaks bones all the time!" and that's precisely IT, my dear!

jersey breaks bones;

he does not get his bones broken.

EVER.

and i suppose that's because he is a seasoned fighter. ergo, he knows how to throw a wicked punch, where exactly on your body it will hurt or humiliate you the most -- probably a combination of the two if he's feeling particularly pissed that day ( everyday ) -- how many times to do it, where you're vulnerable, sees everyone as a possible adversary and thus, weaponizes the moment he sees you, surveys you, sizes you up, indicates what kind of threat you are and…

Promptly Neutralizes You.

he takes all these precautions, runs all these tedious, elaborate tests and intense, premeditated processes of elimination ( literally ), not just because he does not like losing, which he doesn't...but because he literally can't. simply put: he does not know how to lose or get hit.

see, jersey does not cope with pain very well. mentally or physically. that's why he inflicts pain, because he is secretly scared of feeling it.

on the outside, he is a harsh, frightening, impenetrable, menacing thing covered in barbs and wires and armed heavily, because on the inside he is extremely fragile and should even the smallest chink in his armor form, his entire fierce façade will shatter into smithereens.

he does not like to get hurt, to feel weak, to feel unpleasant and horrible things, so he does everything in his power to be powerful so that he will never feel powerless. it's why he learned how to fight, it wasn't to hit people, it was to avoid being hit by other people. it was a defense mechanism because of how often he got bullied and how weak he constantly was from swimming out against the current of all his chronic illnesses. a lot of people would just let go of that short stick that life gave them and drown, but not kyle. not my baby. no, his life belongs to him. so he sharpened that stick into the shiv...

stuck it straight through the gut of life,

— and made god beg for HIS mercy.

but yes, it's all a perfectly placed show. because my boy, scary and frightening as he may be swinging those freckled fists of fury...

is a fucking WUSS.

who has not broken a lot of bones actually! not his anyways! because when he does lose a fight, he is a sore fucking loser indeed because he's suddenly hit with all this pain that he does not know how to endure or deal with and literally is such a baby and a princess, omg.

i /swear/ that WHOLE divorce whumpshot para and the one of him barfighting is him acting really tough and cool, but hes really like hooly shit, this sucks so fkn Bad, i hate this, i want my mOM!! :'(

riiiiiiiiiip, lmaooooo.

spoiler alert: jersey kyle is dainty and spoiled. he is a champion complainer and if gets a papercut...

you will hear about it.

trust.

conversely, however...lead singer ravenstan,

is very Quiet about pain.

ravenstan knows pain like the back of his hands, he, unfortunately, has had hands on him his entire life and where kyle learned to kick and claw and bite, stan just...internalized and endured all that pain.

he isn't brutal or vicious, he is kind and forgiving, he does not hurt things even if they are hurting him and has been hurt so much that being hurt is as easy as breathing to him…which is horrible because he has asthma and a lot of smoke-related respiratory damage.

but yeah, i actually ( god, i love you ravenstan ) want to scream because where jersey is hard outside and soft inside, raven is soft outside and hard inside and is extremely good at being hurt, ( a child weaned on pain thinks hurt is a comfort, rip ), will take pretty much anything you throw at him and because he literally does not want to inconvenience you...will not even indicate that he's hurt to you.

like he is very passionate about protecting and taking care of other people, but he does not care at all about himself or what happens to him, so if you're hurt, he is on his hands and knees, comforting you, placating you, doing whatever he can to help you...and he might have three bullets in his back, you wouldn't know until he started bleeding through his clothes and fell over. that man is a fucking TANK, guys.

the universe has tried to kill ravenstan...several tries.

( suicide tw, he has also tried a couple times </3 )

no such luck.

it helps that he actually has a surprising amount of off-hand medical knowledge because sharon transferred a lot of it onto him during stan's childhood when she was patching him up because he was a fkn disaster child who tracked mud and blood into her house 25/8, spent three days in a tree and took a hockey puck to the face.

i genuinely think that a large part of why stan was able to survive and endure a lot of the horrors he had was because sharon scolding him in spanish and teaching him stuff literally saved his fucking life.

but yeah, ravenstan is my selfless, accident prone king. he is such a mess, pilots his body so carelessly that it is legitimately frightening. he is constantly covered in bruises he doesn't remember getting, scratches he didn't even notice, does dumb shit and gets hurt and like literally can’t tell he's hurt until he is like abt to pass out.

tldr: rave gets hurt often and has broken a lot of bones.

usually because he's doing stupid, heroic shit.

for example, i am not sure how it got broken, i like to think it was at a concert or an event and he SAVED SOMEONE from something falling or what have you and broke the fuck out of his arm. so his arm was in a cast ( i need it to be hot pink ) and he was super bummed out and felt hella bad because he had a meet and greet and couldn't sign autographs so he just let everyone else...

give him Their autograph instead.

so no one got a personally signed picture of raven of crimson dawn, but much cooler, imo, was that they all personally signed his cast.

my eyes are leaking, lmao. branch in my eyeeee. ;-;

gods...sweet...sweet angel. uGh.

THIS IS SO LONG, BUT I HOPE THIS ANSWERS YOUR QUESTION! idk why i got so invested in this, omg, but thank you for asking and being curious and thank you all for being so lovely and asking me things. it means a lot to me that you care and know i adore you.

-uncle nina, jerseykyle inflictor of angst pain

( and major wuss ) >.>

[lionhearteddame]

”No two brothers could have loved each other more than we did. […] I long to ask his forgiveness, but... it is too late now!’“

George wrote to the Queen (Victoria) in the week following the death of his older brother Eddy.

[emeraldxphoenix]

@cffidelityy continued from here

Slowly, meticulously, the god’s fingers work at the fastenings of his cape from where he stands across their room. He could remove the whole thing (and more) with a flick of his fingers, but the trickster will rarely turn down the chance to enjoy a little anticipation.

“How could I not?” Emerald fabric flutters to the floor, and Loki sets to work on his vambraces. His eyes never leave hers. “I have been considering my wife’s hair; how beautifully it is braided, how soft it is when I run my fingers through those golden strands.” One strap falls slack. “I have been considering my wife’s neck; the delicious creamy skin, and the elaborate gold chains I wish to adorn it with.”

[littlestgiant]

In jail/prison (I'm imagining in the RoK universe Messmer would nooooot be super welcome in the Kingdom of Bosse given. Well, everything, but mostly the Murder)

@flameimpaler

Boji has heard the news of a dangerous prisoner residing in his castle dungeons. A murderer who did not hesitate to take lives. Then how was he captured? The young prince insisted on seeing this person, he wanted to learn and understand how to approach these sorts of people.

So, when his stepmother the Queen was unaware, he convinced a few guards to lead him down to the dungeons.

Once he arrived in front of the cell where the criminal was kept, Boji would calmly keep his eyes on this vile person. The moment he stepped in he could feel the pressure of a presence that held far too much malice.

"Aauh...." the prince would cough trying to get the attention of the figure clad in armor behind the bars.

[fxiled-fxithful]

{I made these mood boards a few years ago when I first got into the OM fandom. These boards are free to use. Credit is optional but not necessary.

@pupmusebox

[revachol-route-zer0]

[voxyldy]

09.06.2023

🐯When I was young, I slept in my grandmother's room in her arms.

I slept holding a pen and imagining the pen as a sword. When I woke up in the morning, my grandmother's face and my face were scribbled. I was scolded by my grandmother.

🐯My grandmother used to serve Bacchus when guests came, and it was my life pleasure to drink it secretly at dawn. I got in a lot of trouble for that. She was going to give it to the guest, but I drank it all.

"Why do empty bottles appear every morning?" Bcz I drank it all.

🐯My grandmother died suddenly because she was sick. It was when I was performing.

I thought I was going to cry. I had a hard time.

🐯I hope my grandmother's eyes will capture me performing in the midst of many ARMYs.

I wanted to show her me this big, but I couldn't.

🐯I have memories of my grandmother in a pretty place in my heart.

I take Bacchus with me when I go to my grandmother's cemetery. And I said to my grandmother while bowing. My album is coming out soon and I'll try to play this song as far as my grandmother can hear it.

Source: You Quiz On The Block

Translation: sceneryfortae

[killjoy-prince]

And that's Seven done!

[timaeusterrored]

“Kerry and Nancy always got along in that regard. They were about the only two who could manage not to have too much ego around each other.”

Johnny blew out the digital smoke, sitting on the bathroom floor with V as the merc tried to regain the courage and dignity to stand again. He had asked Johnny to talk, about literally anything. And now he was getting a word for word rundown of the history of Samurai.

Funnily enough, V was wearing his old Samurai hoodie and a pair of shorts, this was a great way to wake up. Sick to his goddamn stomach and Johnny trying to help but really he had just been overwhelming V on accident.

“Fuck people thought the three of us were having a threesome-“

“Weren’t you though?”

“Yeah but that ain’t the point. The media loved talking about our love lives, Ker and I couldn’t go a week without a headline wondering if we were dating.” Johnny ranted, making his merc smile a bit.

“Y’know, you’re really bent out of shape over this. Starting to think you did have a thing for Kerry.” V teased, tucking his arm behind his head. “Got a lot of memories that aren’t mine, of cuddling up to Kerry Eurodyne, kissing him, making him coffee-“

Johnny’s glare stopped him, but V laughed, launching himself into a coughing fit. Johnny simply watched him, nodding. Yeah okay, V did this one to himself. Johnny looked even less amused by that.

“What I don’t get, is why you didn’t go for it. If I had the chance to be the guy Kerry Eurodyne was in love with, I’d take it so fast I’d probably fall over.” V mumbled into his arm. “You were a dick to him.”

Johnny just shrugged, resting his head on the wall. Maybe they could go and visit Kerry, give V the chance to meet the guy he’s been in love with since he was 15-

“Used to be. Not anymore.” V defended himself, looking up at him.

“Bullshit. You turn up the radio when he comes on, you know all his songs, all his shirts and posters and shit. You are a true fanboy. You even got his best friend in your head. Starting to think you did this shit on purpose.”

“I got a brain eating engram put in my head, which is actively killing me, just so I could have Kerry’s best friend in my head? Oh 100% purely on purpose. Yep.”

Johnny huffed a laugh at the sarcasm, looking over at his host. He was getting sicker by the day, mornings spent in the bathroom floor were becoming more of a routine than an ‘oh fuck’ moment.

“We get this shit with Rogue figured out… maybe we can stop by. Pay him visit. Meet your idol.” Johnny nudged his leg, making V smile at him.

“You’d do that for me?” He was teasing, but even now V had no idea the shit Johnny would do for him.

“‘Course I would… let’s get you back to bed, it’s way too early.” Johnny disappeared back into V’s head, letting the Merc try and get up.

He knew V wasn’t expecting to get out of this alive, he was already requesting Johnny take good pair of his body, places he wanted Johnny to take it, even the fucking hair dye he used. Johnny always told him to stop talking like that, but it was getting to be more frequent.

“Night Johnny…” V said softly, getting comfortable in his bed again.

“Night, sweet prince.” Johnny teased back, appearing in front of him so Johnny could watch over him while he slept.

[dirtboy-merc]

listen it’s just fucking adorable in the intro sequence of cyberpunk 2077, jackie notices how absolutely bummed out and lost V looks and immediately comes up to them and gives ‘em an encouraging pat like the goofy adorable teddy bear he is ugh HE DESERVED BETTER

[moe-broey]

I gotta say I am FOREVER thankful and deeply honored that I have found this tiny corner of Tumblr dot com where everyone is insane about Alfonse Fire Emblem and also Sharena my friend Sharena bc. I'm usually not a stickler for reblog to like ratios, I don't mind and I understand, BUT PLEASE. IF YOU REBLOG MY ART PLEAS EPLESE PLEAAASEEE BE INSANE ABOUT IT 💔💔💔💔💔

(I DO wanna make it clear I'm not ragging on anyone LMFAO and I'm still really happy when people enjoy my work! But ESPP when it comes to me posting comics/concepts it IS an open invitation please be silly and/or unwell about characters with me 🥺)

[fxiled-fxithful]

Obey Me! Au Verse Tags

{Images here are in-game backgrounds for the Celestial Realm (Heaven) and Devildom (Hell) } This verse is a branch off from the Unholy Crusade Verse AU. Angela is sent to Devildom to monitor the progress of Lord Diavolo's program to bring the Celestial Realm, Devildom and the Human World together in a peaceful manner. She is to frequently report to God of their progress and note anything of special interest when it comes to the Avatars of Sin. Should the program fail, they will have hardships to face to prove they are worth keeping alive.

In this verse, there is a lack of mercy from God. He gives his children the cold shoulder and any who question his word are ruthlessly cast out of Heaven with no remorse. Verse name tag: ~v: Same Hell - Different Faces

Art Tags Lord Diavolo: ~:Prince of Devildom - Lord Diavolo: Barbatos: ~:Royal Butler- Barbatos: Lucifer: ~:Fallen Pride- Lucifer: Mammon: ~:Lost Charity - Mammon: Leviathan: ~:Forgotten Generosity - Leviathan: Satan: ~:Wrath Born From Pride - Satan: Asmodeus: ~:Banished Chasity- Asmodeus: Beelzabub: ~:Tempted Gluttony- Beelzabub: Belphegor: ~:Slumbering Diligence - Belphegor: Mephistopheles: ~:Former Media Demon Nobility- Mephistopheles:

Simeon: ;~Golden Heart -Simeon: Luke: ;~Reaching for Sweet Stars - Luke: Raphael: ;~Heavenly Assassin -Raphael:

Solomon: ;~Mortal Contractor Sorcerer - Solomon: Thirteen: ;~Reaper of Memories - Thirteen