#with jojo here likes it’s EXTRA HOMELY

[rowanhoney]

can’t express how wonderful the changes have been in my life this past month. I’m beyond grateful and so full of love and joy

[hoonvrs]

CIGARETTES — s. jaeyun smau

PAIRING jake x fmr

SYNOPSIS where university student jake develops a little crush on the girl he sees with a cigarette between her lips in the smoking area and decides he needs to impress her. how else would he do that except calling his smoker friend to teach him how to smoke ( spoiler: it doesn’t go so well. )

GENRE smau, fluff, crack, sprinkle of angst if you read it upside down, golden retriever x black cat duo

FEATURING ( enha ) all, ( ive ) gaeul, yujin, ( nct ) chenle, jisung

WARNING smoking [ don’t smoke kids ], swearing, kys/kms/suicide jokes, friendly bullying, dirty/sex jokes ( more will be added if necessary)

STATUS completed

TAGLIST ( CLOSED )

S. NOTE JAKE MY MANNN ( hoon look away ) as an 02z girl i finally have an smau for each bias so i feel v complete

also please don't spam like as it shadowbans me and lessens engagement <3

PROFILES

virgin mary’s | smoking HAWT | privs

CHAPTERS

01 BI yourself

02 we found love in the smoking area

03 life is roblox

04 you white whore

05 jake you beautiful bastard

06 are we rush houring rn

07 it’s the dawg in me

08 yuh :3

09 the brit

10 what if i was suicidal .

11 here comes christian bale

12 i don’t trust him. weird fella

13 give us another sonnet english boy

14 bros from yapan

15 he thinks he’s a 90s babe

16 i’m just a girl

17 i’m sat.

18 go piss girl

↳ extra: did life360 tell you that.

19 i got my peaches out in jojo

20 okayy little miss poet

21 i’m built different

22 WAHHHHHHW WAAHHH

23 i want you

24 why are u bricked up

25 PUKA PUKA POW POW

26 jake in his flop era

27 this is getting too homoerotic

28 they go low i go lowER

29 inshallah he will eat

30 hello ross lynch

31 filthy omega

32 u r sobir. die (+written 0.8k)

33 she shoiodv be inde clubbb…..

34 when he makes you his girlfriend

35 can’t take me anywhere

36 noo you’re so sexy haha

37 no. (+written 0.7k)

38 i feel so kawaii today

39 come home fat

40 wasn’t very dabatayo of you jay.

↳ extra: it’s actually dattebayo*

41 ur man can’t drive manual

42 i Want you so bad

43 hawk putuh

44 okay blondie

45 though shalt not fail, but prevail

↳ extra: random

EP1 upset my girl. i’m gonna Kms

EP2 im not smoking that shit

EP3 OUR girlfriend ���

copyright © hoonvrs 2023 all rights reserved

[headingalaxys-spicy]

Wow, I didin't know you write for 2ptalia! Not complaining tho, how would the countries (just pick your faves) react to darling choosing their 2p counterpart over them? And what will they do in retaliation to being the unchosen one?

Me: Gets 98% writing only to realize I answered it backwards. hahahahahhhh.  So here a twofer. Reader being rejecting both original and 2p! Hope you guys enjoy! 

2p America: How much Fall flavored shit do you need woman? *Shows pack of Pumpkin Jojo’s, Pumpkin pie flavored Oreo’s, and Caramel Apple creamer* Also the fuck is so funny? 

Me: Roast post. 

2p America: What? 

Me: Shut up and laugh dammit! *throws notebook that ask was written in* 

Characters: America (Obivious as fuck I’d pick him), Canada, England, Germany, Italy, Japan, and Russia. 

🍔🇺🇸America 🍔🇺🇸 “WHAAAAAAAT? YOU’RE INTO A MAN WHO’D RATHER FUCK HIS NAILY BAT?!?! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? ARE YOU CRAZY?” He shouts into the early evening air. He was so loud with that last remark that it took a few moments for passersby to look away from you. 

“Alfred! Please keep your voice down! And please release your grip on my arm!” You shrug away harshly to keep space between the two of you. You disliked that he was spouting nonsense. 

“Y/N, please….” You avoid his eyes; you know they were a honey-laced trapped that you knew plenty of unsuspecting people fell for. 

“I’m sorry, Alfred, but he and I work better together and I don’t have to explain that.” Voice was shaky but you knew you’d be away from him soon. Still avoiding his gaze you say ‘Good-Bye’. 

After you’ve left him to be alone with his raw feelings, he will go punch a few brick walls to let off some steam. 

He’s going to go home and ugly cry and eat Half-Baked while he’s half-baked himself making him whole again after a few months pass. 

(Damn reader, you a savage, we now have a sad burger man.)

🕶️🇺🇸2p America 🇺🇸🕶️: “SERIOUSLY DOLL? You go for a man whose entire fucking shtick is eating a shitload of burgers! That bitch wants to be Nikocado Avacado so bad!” 

He’s grinning his teeth. The fury radiated off of him like a heater. He’s gripping the phone so tightly that small indents are beginning to form. He wasn’t interested in prolonging his suffering so he hung up in your face before you even had a chance to try and placate him. The phone meets its demise. The titanium, metal, and nanotech that once resembled a black brick now resembled black sand of sorts. 

He goes out drinking and partying for the night. Why not be hedonistic to high hell if he doesn’t have you? 

He complains about you to others in the FACE family, saying things like: What was there not for them to like about the blood-dusted roses? They show devotion and dedication or whatever bullshit Oliver was on about!

Oliver: “I heard that, you ungrateful tosser! Pay up in the swear jar!” 

Alex: “Fuck yo-” A knife nails his leg and he wails out in pain. 

He ain’t giving up though he’s going to attempt time and time again to get the McDumbass away from you and into his arms. 

🍁🇨🇦🐻‍❄️Canada🐻‍❄️🇨🇦🍁: Most of you reading this post already know he’s going to cry. 

You were kind enough to let him down gently when you video-chatted him. “I’m sorry, Matthew. I’m just really feeling this other guy and I do it with sincerity that you find someone who suits you.” The pregnant silence was deafening but nothing compared to the pipes behind his violet orbs about to burst. He said, “Okay, farewell, Y/N. I hope you and Matthieu will be happy” before he ended the call.  God, that was a cursed sentence. The pipe had burst and tears spilled through his darkened lavender pools. It takes him about 45-minutes to get off the floor and he opens his Tim Horton’s app and gets a hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and a few Canadian maple and honey crullers. Once it’s delivered, he will devour his meal and sink onto the couch, watching whatever random thing he’s put on Netflix. All while soaking the couch in his copious amounts of tear-soaked Kleenex.  

He’s going to stress-bake pastries while listening to some podcasts to do his best not to think about it. 

He’s also going to turn off his phone intentionally and put it in a phone jail for 78 hours so he doesn’t accidentally waste 5 hours looking at your cute face and the man that has always gotten in his way ever since he came into existence. 

🐻🇨🇦2p Canada 🇨🇦🐻: 

His right eye twitched in frustration over the text message being the only thing he got. His anger swelled the more he thought about it. It was like a boiling pot of water that went from a mildly active simmer to raging waters supported by the heat of a recently awoken volcano. He snuffs out his 4th cigarette, only halfway done and just thinking about his sickly sweet 1p receiving your attention and love. 

He gets crossfaded for the night, so he can numb the stinging pain of rejection. Once he’s done with being on his drug and booze-filled bender he’s going to get to plotting to get you back. 

Even Kuro was high-key annoyed that the snow-colored bear also had your affection. An aggravated growl leaves the beast as his owner reassures him that in time: you will be with them… permanently.   

☕️🫖🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿England🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🫖☕️: He’s in his tea room drinking scalding hot Earl Grey. The burn on his tongue felt better than the rejection he received. You picked the pastel palette psychopath with cannibalistic tendencies. 

‘Why y/n why? Why in the world would you want to date that Nutter? Is it because I can’t cook for shit?’ Will be some of the thoughts that echo around in his mind as he blankly stares at his tea until the early hours of the morning. 

‘Dodgy Oliver’ ‘What the fuck?’ ‘Bloody hell, has the world gone mad!?’

He considers making a love potion to make you love him. (Since this is the normal 1p we’re talking about Arthur’s code of ethics hasn’t been entirely yeeted out the door.) 

He will lurk on your social media profiles for a couple of weeks before he picks himself back up again.  🧁🎀☠️ 2p England ☠️🎀🧁 Mans has been sitting in his elegant pastel library while rage, sadness and disgust are spilling from his eyes. His heart crumbled into his stomach. When his shiny bright baby blues darkened in hue after reading your text he couldn’t help it. “Hey Oliver…. I know this will be difficult to read but I’ve decided that I’m going to be exclusive with Arthur. I really do hope you can find someone for you. Goodbye.” After a few minutes of letting the river flow onto the desk and pages of his prized cookbooks his mind wonder about how you came to the conclusion to go steady with Arthur. Were you daft? Were you under a spell? Did Arthur trick you? Regardless, Oliver was beginning to crave a special sweet treat that will require him to pay the tsundere British man a visit.

💪🇩🇪 Germany 🇩🇪💪: He’s going to be dumbfounded that you picked Lutz. Like bro has to stare at his phone for 5 full minutes re-reading your text. He tries to make scientific sense of how in fuck you came to the conclusion to like Lutz. After this, he’s just going to curse in his mind for a few hours while he pets his German Shepards while he has maybe a dozen or so cold ones. Ludwig will stare into the void and be like ‘WARUM!?! Auf keinen Fall! Das gibt’s doch nicht!’ 

No matter what, it will never make sense to him. He will be despondent for a while but with the help of Prussia, Italy, and Japan (and his two favorite things Beer and Schnitzel) he’ll be fine. 

You live rent-free in the back of his mind though. While ‘Why for the love of god would you pick someone like him?’ 

💤😴2p Germany😴💤While staring at the screen with bloodshot eyes…he won’t shed a tear, whine, or break things to let out his frustrations. He does nothing. He knows it’s not worth it. He knows he’s not what many would call a “catch”. Sure he has a rugged charm of sorts but that doesn’t mean it makes up for his mentally unwell state of working for Luciano. He will simply stare at the text message that read: 

Hey Lutz, I think it’s best that we just be friends. Ludwig and I are going steady. I just wanted to be transparent with you. I’m sorry.

Even as empty as the words felt, he stared at them with a mixture of regret, sadness, and self-pity. After a while, he releases the phone to fall onto the bed. Well, if there’s nothing he can do, he may as well just jerk it to someone who looks like you. 

🍝🇮🇹Italy🇮🇹🍝 Let's be real he takes your rejection like a champ. He'd been rejected by tons of people before. He’s a professional flirter what do you expect? He’ll go to another bar and snag more bitches. 

This doesn’t mean that later he’s going to realize: WHY ARE YOU DATING A DANGEROUS MAN???????

(Yes, I took this angle for him. Feliciano can be baby but ooooooh lawd he can be a player. He got that 🌟✨duality✨🌟)

🔪🇮🇹2p Italy🇮🇹🔪: His favorite switchblade is tossed back and forth like an acrobat during a finale. Rage is spilling through his pores. His ears burn as honesty comes spilling from you. 

“Maybe it’s best if we can be friends. I’m romantically intertwined with Feliciano and he’s a really sweet guy and I have to take a chance with him.” Your honesty was charming just as it was brutal. It was horrible for him to think about losing you. Your melodic voice was like hearing a live chorus from the musical Baroque of the 1600s. His dream of having you with him was shattered by the idiotia constantly waving a white flag. He stabs the right arm of the chair that he was seated in and drags the knife backward. Cotton and alligator leather were ruined in the blades' wake. 

He was going to give the bastard something to cry for. 

Bro is going to be wine-wasted for the rest of the night and become a little violent towards anyone who is within range of him. Kuro and Lutz 100% know to stay the hell out of his way until the storm has passed. 

👹👺🇯🇵2p Japan🇯🇵👺👹: Oh fuck. You essentially set off an entity that’s similar to Slenderman. Kuro is silent and brooding and his plans are gruesome, slow, and violate the human code of ethics. You were brave enough to have the conversation with him over tea. The air is tense, filled with discontent, and hate. What a waste you’d fallen the evenly keeled Kiku. He cared too much about cherry blossoms, respect, blah, blah, blah. Why would you ever date someone with a massive tree up his ass? His hand will itch for the blade. He wanted to rid the world of Kiku’s existence right that second. 

“Kuro, I’ll be honest I’ve found someone who matches my energy and I’m going to work it out with Kiku. We just work well together.” His eyes shot daggers at his green tea in an attempt not to scare you. He believes he still has a chance he’ll just have to convince you. However, he couldn’t suppress his vibes which could be cut by a plastic knife it was so thick. You bit your lip and gather your nerves. You pull out some yen from your bag to cover your drink and you leave in a huff. You knew from that point onwards that nothing in your life would ever be the same. 

It takes Kuro an hour to finally end his staring competition with his tea. He’s never been so bothered in his life. He blocks you on all social media and uses his alt accounts to gather intel. He isn’t going to let you go, nor will he let Kiku win. 

He definitely goes home that night to destroy a few trees and maybe even a few of his own men who dared to look at him the wrong way. 

🇯🇵 🌸 Japan 🌸🇯🇵 He’s stunned. He will have few words in response.

“Okay, farewell Y/N… and it really was nice to meet you.” he will politely bow and walk away.

his heart will take a while to recover through because you a catch!

☠️🇷🇺 2p Russia 🇷🇺 ☠️Jesus Christ or Holy Fuck are the only phrases that are appropriate for the bitter resentment he has for Ivan. The normally just frigid atmosphere transformed into a bitter frost that could give anyone uninitiated to the cold instant frostbite. Ice on the window appears and freezes over behind him while he grips your written letter explaining to him why you made your choice. He’s nicer, his scarf was warmer and a much more inviting light pink than his confronting red one. 

Outwardly he might be tame / measured inwards he’s brooding and plotting revenge on his counterpart….Only to execute none of it. He knows what he wanted is gone and he’s far too depressed to do something about it. 

He’ll stay in his office while he writes out a complex seven-point plan placing a dead a dead gladiolus flower next to each. He imagines his rival in a pool of blood to make it easier for him to sleep at night. 

🇷🇺🪆🌻Russia🌻🪆🇷🇺He does his best to choke back tears. He won’t lie you sent ice-picks straight to his heart. Thoughts about being lonely swarm his mind. It hurts him because you’re a mortal he’s grown fond of that didn’t have ulterior motives to be around him. He fiddles with his scarf to avoid your lovely (eye color) hues. 

“I’m going to leave Y/N, farewell.” He leaves in order to keep at least some of his pride in tact. 

‘Why Viktor? He’s even more terrifying than me!’ While he mulls over not winning you over, over some Vodka on the rocks a thought crosses through him: 

‘Wait a minute if that psychopath can have a lover so can I! There is still hope!’ 

-End- 

Thank’s for reading ya’ll !

[dance-bones]

Love Swarm|Jojo's Villains (Part 2)

Inspired by: Holding a Moth

That's about how your first meeting happened.

You may ask, what is it? And this is a whole little swarm of your new lovers. Anthropomorphic moths are not only firmly entrenched in your house, but also gave you a lot of trouble. Why did you leave them, well, not to say that you had a choice. It's worth introducing you to your new boyfriends, as they call themselves.

°Dio Brando°

Death's Head(Acherontia atropos)

Actually, he was the first person you saw, and who saw you. He told the others about you. Why? Because he wanted to show you off as his future property. Brando never expected that the others would be interested in you too.

He is quite possessive of you and loves physical contact. Dio doesn't even hide it, he just comes up when he wants attention and takes you with one pair of hands and caresses your face and hair with the other. And he frankly doesn't give a damn what you were doing, even if it was important to you. But you made a note that it would be better to allocate time to him, and then you will not be interrupted from business.

You usually talk about the books he borrows from you. You can also philosophize. He likes to listen to your opinion, although sometimes he may disagree with you, just because he wants to hear your arguments.

Since Dio is a butterfly, he has beautiful yellow-black wings, which he often flaunts. He also loves your compliments to his wings, especially if you think he's the best. It caresses his ego, and you probably don't know it-it's huge.

The problems with a blonde are not only in paying attention, but also in eating. You see, he is not only a butterfly, but also a vampire. And he has blood in his preferences. So another reason for Brando to get to you is feeding. But at the first mention of it, he convinced you that he would not take much, although this is an outright lie. Dio not only drinks your blood to dizziness, but also does it on exposed areas of the skin. Pain is also present, but here you can thank him, because the vampire is aware of this and approaches his meal a little more gently.

He sits you on his lap and slowly sinks his fangs into your skin, but at such moments you feel all four hands gently caressing your body. It is distracting and helps not to feel acute pain. He can also resort to pheromones, which work very well, but I'll talk about them later.

°Kars°

(Hypolimnas bolina)

Another owner on your head. He does not like your absence from home, and often watches you, especially if you return from work late at night.

Just like Dio can grab you without words and put you on the couch next to him. As with the gorgeous hair on his head, Kars has fluffy purple fur around his neck and on his chest. You often fall asleep on it or just lie down. He's soft. And given the fact that Kars doesn't say anything about it, he either doesn't mind, or feels a pleasant feeling about it, but he won't tell you much about it, because he doesn't have to, but you don't have to tell him the whole biography, that's what you were born for.

Kars immediately explained that he did not need food, but you did not mind getting rid of an extra consumer. But that's not the problem, when you cook, he can come to the tasting, and, believe me, he will not stint on criticism. Again, you will get used to it, because Kars criticizes almost everything and everything.

°Kira Yoshikage°

Hawk moth(Smerinthus ocellatus)

He's taciturn, but that doesn't mean he won't chat with you. Kira loves it. You will be asked about your preferences, about life, about feelings, while turning over your hands in their four.

Yoshikage also watches you a lot, and looks into your eyes during the same conversation. It bothered you at first, but then you kind of started loving it. But what you never want to do again is quarrel with him or annoy him in some way, and it's not because he can do something to you, no. At such moments, this lepidopteran opens its wings, gazing intently into the eyes. His eye pattern on the wings is intimidating and makes him look more gloomy.

Specifically on food. Kira likes to cook with you or you. He is excellent at this. One day, you asked him to teach you how to cook a dish, so he came up to you from behind and took your hands, starting to drive them and comment on the cooking process. You couldn't see his face at that moment, but he was almost ecstatic. Yoshikage will find a couple more recipes and invite you to try to learn how to cook them, under his guidance, of course!

°Venegar Doppio°

Wine hawkmoth(eilephila elpenor)

The most clingy and cute moth in your house.

Literally constantly flutters next to you and pokes at you with his antennae. They tickle your cheeks, making you giggle. You can be found working or relaxing on the couch, and Doppio will lie on your lap and purr. Yes, you didn't know that moths can purr, but Doppio will reveal to you all the delights of a relationship with an anthropomorphic moth.

Our moth likes sweets or something Italian, because he will assure you that he is from Italy. At such moments, he is happy, especially if you share a plate with him. Venegar can also grab a cutlery and start feeding you, or ask you to feed him.

The only thing that can make him leave you for a while is Diabolo. Doppio loves you, of course, but he doesn't want to annoy his boss.

°Diavolo°

Variegated Turkmen (Zygaena truchmena)

He's watching while you're not looking.

First of all, you didn't look at him at the first meeting because he was hiding in the shadows. Your next meeting happened in the attic when you wanted to take some things. Let me explain that the attic is designed as another good and comfortable room, except that it is dark there.

Once inside, the door closed behind you. That's when you heard him. The devil wrapped his wings around you and brought you closer to his soft fur on his chest, which was soaked in his pheromones. It smelled sweet and then you got dizzy. Well, that's probably what he wanted, because he leaned over and kissed you passionately and even in a proper way. Of course, then he let you take the thing you needed, you chatted for a while and left. However, you have remembered that the attic is no longer yours.

By the way, Doppio warned you that his boss is somewhere nearby and that he is always watching.

You thought he was always in the attic until the food on the table began to disappear. Moreover, you found out that it was him, because after your cooking, Doppio comes and asks for Diabolo, specifically the dish from which the sample was taken. So you started bringing him food, and then he started coming himself.

You often come to the attic in the evenings to keep him company. For Diavolo, this is a sweet gesture, although he, like Carse and Dio, believes that it is your duty to devote time to him. He is the emperor, after all.

°Enrico Pucci°

Silkworm

He cares about you the most.

He almost worships you. You hear compliments from him, and you like to do it in return. Pucci is dependent on your praise, although it greatly embarrasses him. He tries to look strong in front of you.

You can approach him when he is napping on the couch and get under his wing. Enrico is literally a fluffy moth. You also love stroking his mustache. They are quivering very nicely. Well, you also love listening to him, especially when he talks enthusiastically about paradise.

Regarding food, he prefers fruits, but you are sure that he secretly cracks a mulberry tree that grows nearby. But do not bring up this topic, the moth does not really like to be embarrassed in front of you, no matter how often this happens.

°Diego Brando°

Oleander hawkmoth (Daphnis nerii)

The most unusual lover. Double rituals!

Since Diego is not only an anthropomorphic moth, but also a dinosaur, then get ready for the most exciting consequences of an open window that evening.

They literally hold you in their arms and fly with you. He loves you madly and will kiss your whole face. And yet, Diego loves touching himself and literally melts when you stroke his tail or mustache on his head.

You used to have a fumigator, but you got rid of it because of your lovers. You were very afraid that mosquitoes and flies would interfere with you, but Diego made it easier for you.

You also had special stones in pots, he ate them, and even during the winter, you took flowers from the street, he ate them too..

°Fanny Valentine°

Comet moth (Argema mittrei)

Literally a moth in your house.

You love his hair, and he loves yours. He allows himself to be braided, because he likes to feel your gentle hands in his hair.

Valentine is punctual and he has a schedule, which he has involved you in, partially so far. Specifically, a 30-minute nap..with him, of course. He usually lies down and pulls you to him, hiding you from the rest in his wings.

It feels like he hasn't come out of the moth larva period. At some point, you found him in a circle of expensive, fabric, napkins that you were looking for so hard. He slowly picked them up and chewed them. When asked why he was doing this, you got something like "It's delicious" and "They smell like you, I can't resist." Now, before you go to work, make sure that you hide napkins and handkerchiefs from him.

In general, he has a sweet tooth, watch his diet, or you will be left without sweets.

Well, your lovers also have a few principles in common. And one of them is pheromones. They act as something relaxing and sometimes intoxicating, and each has its own smell.

When you first felt them, it felt like expensive perfume. And that's fine, because you no longer need to spend money on perfume. And not to say that you use them like bottles with wings, in any case! They do it themselves. And someone alone. You can come to work every day with a new smell, similar to some Dior. It makes your colleagues think about your earnings, but it doesn't matter.

When you get home and take a shower, the first thing that happened to you was a new batch of pheromones. You literally open the door and you are immediately grabbed and pressed to yourself. Whoever gets there first, that's what you'll smell like until the next shower.

It annoyed you a lot, you could at some point wake up at night and find the same Diego above you, who is trying to rub his scent into you with his antennae.

But after a general conversation, you agreed and made a schedule, just for the sake of them and your peace. Now after the shower, you just go to the one whose turn it is. For example, the Devil. You approach him, climb onto his lap, and you are slowly caressed with tendrils, covered with pheromones. At the same time, in a relaxed state, your butterfly guys can do this for 10-15 minutes.

Another thing you came across a little later is the mating rituals. God, you held back your laughter at first when they opened their wings and started dancing, but then it started to fascinate. They have always tried, they are trying and they will try for you. Their wings and dances are really beautiful, after a while, even you got involved in them.

Your lovers also try to make a nest for you, but you are against it, because they use silk and the like, and you do not welcome it on your clean walls. But, they have found another use for it, now they bind you with it. Just like that, or so that you don't twitch and let them touch you, anywhere, but they're still gentle. Or if you just want it. Silk is quite soft and pleasant to the touch, you found out from Pucci when he was embarrassed by your compliments. In order to comfort him, you decided to take him by one of your hands. And at that moment, you felt the sticky and soft substance of silk. But fortunately, Enrico explained everything and helped to get rid of the clump.

One big problem that you have to face is hygiene, because they can't wet their wings, so they just clean themselves. By the way, it looks funny, especially when cleaning the mustache. But you asked them to do something about it, and they just learned how to take a shower without touching the wings, everything else is solved with a hairdryer.

And probably the last one. If anything, they respect your time for each other, well, or at least they are not jealous of you, no, they can interact with you several at the same time, and this will also be normal for everyone.

And the coolest thing is cleaning! Everyone has 4 hands, most of them are excellent assistants.

So, they stay with you, or you stay with them, it doesn't really matter. It is important that you are surrounded by the love you deserve. Rest assured, no guy will give you as much trouble and happiness at the same time as your love swarm. And believe me, your lovers will still show how good they are in bed.

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Finally..

[ill-say-anything-i-hafta]

The Lower Manhattan Boys (and Spot Conlon) Tell You How They Make Extra Money In the Winter

1. Thievin'

Jack: I will pick a pocket if the opportunity presents itself, but the church collection boxes is easiest, especially at this time of year.

Racetrack: That's a big risk Jack. They's always gonna be lookin' closer at a guy like you. it's just another form of gamblin', really.

Jack: Hey, you stay out of this, pal. You sound like Dave. And it ain't as if Ise stealin' stuff away from the intended recipients. Them funds is supposed to be for the poor and needy, right? Ain't we poor?

Racetrack: You want another card, or is we gonna sit here jawin' all night?

Jack: I fold.

2. Shovelin' walkways

Buttons: We charges two cents to do the stretch of sidewalk in front of your shop or your home, plus an extra penny if you wants your stoop cleared. Railings is free. And we gives a discount if you is old and feeble.

Romeo: Or if you is pretty.

Buttons: We do Jacobi's and the theater for free.

Jojo: But we charges extra if you looks like you can afford it. Miss Katherine taught us this is called bein' an entrepreneur.

Buttons: Hey, dummy, speak for yourself. I don't need no girl to teach me big words. In fact, I already knowed that one.

Jojo: Well I ain't needed to know it to do it. Ise a natural.

3. Encouragin' tips

Crutchie: I gets around all right, generally. Don't let no one tell you different. But ice and snow on cobblestones ain't no picnic for me. And damp weather like this, the leg won't hardly give me no peace. I miss a lot of sellin' days. But I got a compensatory seasonal advantage. Here's what I do: I fumble with the change. More often than not, by the time I gets the coins out of my pocket, they don't even want 'em.

Les: So what? I do that every single day of the year. It doesn't always work, but it can't hurt, right?

Crutchie: Youse real cute, Les. But let's just say someone like me gets more tips in December.

Les: Why?

Crutchie: Look. It ain't my fault some fella wrote a Christmas story about a kid with a crutch. It ain't my fault if i puts folks in mind of that kid. I didn't ask for it.

Les: But you're Jewish, like us. Aren't you?

Crutchie: Shh! Who told you that?

Les: Specs.

Crutchie: Well, keep it under your hat. There's money on the line.

4. Totin' packages and similar errends

Elmer: I'se the only who makes money this way because no one in their right mind would trust most of these boys. But I got a innocent face. And luckily for my regulars, I got a honest disposition to go along with it.

5. Soakin' Midtown kids

Albert: Complain all you like about the short, dark days of winter, but there is some things I happen to like about this time of year. The sight of a wreath of greenery and berries hangin' on someone's door. Hot chestnuts from a cart. The cheery fellow-feeling that is in evidence everywhere you -- hey, ain't that Lefty Petrovitch? What's he doin' south of Fourteenth Street?

Spot: [Cracking her knuckles] Let's get him!

Albert: I appreciate your help, Spot.

Spot: It is my personal pleasure, Al. In fact, this is one of my favorite pastimes of the Christmas season because not only is I doin' you a good turn, but we might also make a tidy profit besides, depenin' on how good he was sellin'.

Albert: Just 'cause we all got a union together don't mean kids should get away with floutin' mutually agreed-upon territorial boundaries.

Spot: Yeah!

Albert: Remind me, why does Race get to sell way across the bridge at Sheepshead?

Spot: [Cracking her knuckles again] I often find myself ponderin' that self-same question.

FIN.

[fellow-traveller]

This is gonna be long, so if you don't have the time to read it, it's cool, I'll summarise it like this:

I think I'm back. Kinda. Expect some blasts of Hol Horse fanart that I missed sharing here since November 2023 (if you followed my Twitter/X, you might have seen them)

Okay, I know excuses can be bad but here's mine to kinda justify my absence.

I admit that I had been feeling depressed with what's happening in P@lest1ne for the past 6 months, because I had never seen it happening in real time, in videos and interviews. 20+ years ago, anything about them came in the form of stories from actual P@lest1nians whom I had the privilege to meet during my volunteer work in school, and newspaper articles from local publishers. Our local broadcasters still chant FTRTTS whenever they talk about them. But the real-time atrocities and the aftermath really got me hard. I'm not one to shy away from real-life gore - true crime is my go-to documentary whenever I'm relaxing - but what's happening there - the injustice, the brutality, the depravity - can be too much for me to bear.

I'm not saying I'm used to it by now...I still hear my heart break with every dead and hungry child I see on my screen, but at the same time, I feel a bit more hopeful. Mainly because I believe in the P@lest1nians' faith and resilience, and I believe in mine.

Apart from world events, on a personal level, my company moved to a new building in December, about an extra 30 minutes drive away from my home, so I was almost on a blackout from online stuff back then. Didn't even touch the 1 Day 1 Hol Horse challenge (but thankfully they are done now...will share them later). The move-out was done around the end of January 2024, and then I got busy again with work in February. Work had been very hectic because everything had been disorganised since the move. Even now, we don't really have internet in the new building and had to use our phone data for that.

Wanted to get back last month, but delayed it until today because my cat was sick with cancer. My cat, little Vee, whom I had for 12 years, just passed 2 days ago, 1 day before my birthday ;-;

Anyway, all that said, I think I'm ready to be back now on tumblr. I know I missed a lot of drawings that I kinda promised myself to finish (like the Halloween Hol), and also posting the 1 Day 1 Hol Horse doodles. I missed other people's Hol Horse and HolPol fanart as well. I also have a few thoughts I wanted to share of our favourite JoJo cowboy too...

So in the next few hours, I'll be doing just that. I apologise for the massive spam that's about to come beforehand. Just note that if you cannot wait for the fanart blast, you're welcomed to dig for them on my Twitter/X.

On current notes, I'm in the middle of doing The Emperor Month Challenge. Basically, Hol Horse with the other Part 3 characters. I missed 2 days now, but I'll be catching up. This will be on until the end of this month.

For now, I won't be doing requests/art trades because I wanna start drawing for my JoJo OCs. I have been neglecting them for months.

Hopefully the depression will simmer down. The world is a mess, and I'm trying to soldier on.

Oh, and to my Muslim followers, Happy Eid-ul-Fitr. ♥

[marias-island-of-visitors]

"So this is the place?" Trish asked looking over the shady pamphlet she'd found back at the airport. The boat transporting her to the island sped along leaving a trail of water in it's wake and the silhouette of her home for the next month approaching in the distance. The pudgy girl sighed lowering her sunglasses and adjusting her wide brimmed hat. Hopefully Noone would recognize her this far away from Italy. Of course back home everyone was probably in a panic now that they realized she had run off. It was sophocating really, being escorted by body guards and assistants constantly never a moment of piece for herself. Not that she didn't like the pampered wealthy life style she'd been living but a girl needed some freedom every now and then. Stepping off the boat she was met with a gorgeous tropical island that far exceeded her expectations.

"Wow, better than I expected for the price... Well its out of the way, secluded and Noone would ever expect ME of all people to stay here. Perfect place to lay low and enjoy myself!" She grinned dragging along an extra tightly packed suitcase behind her. "Now where would check in be..." she muttered pamphlet poking out of her rather fashionable designer bag.

@fat-slobby-jojo-girls

The island was a tropical paradise, with several corners seeming to host a variety of different people. Of course the main entrance would be the village, a rather large archway showing the name ‘Regale Village’ serving as the main entrance. As the other would walk in she could see the beaches around the docks seemed to have a few people relaxing in the buff. Strange but nudist beaches were not uncommon in tropical areas. Then she would come in closer and see more naked people… and more… and it would quickly become apparent that this place was leaving out some very important details in the flyer, or at least the other didn’t notice.

Maria was humming softly to herself as she saw the boat come in, several people coming out of it around Trish, seeming to know the island’s customs as they came out naked or at least stripped at the entrance. The motherly woman made her way over towards the dazed woman, “hello there dearie, I’m guessing you’re a bit confused.”

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

I’ve officially been a Sonic fan for a year!

And to celebrate, since my bestie @thewritingautisticat and I were first properly introduced to said fandom via the movies, I decided to post a big fat rant about how much I absolutely ADORE the movie universe. Right alongside every other aspect of this amazing franchise.

Here’s the thing. I’ve seen people claim to be the #1 SCU defenders/lovers/etc., and then I’d explore their blog and still find them complaining about the human characters, and still imply that the movie universe isn’t as good as the games because it’s different.

Me? Dudes and dudettes, I think I’m one of the only people who can truly claim to be the #1 SCU defender. Because I love the movies in ALL their differences and wackiness. I don’t just tolerate the presence of the human characters, I love them. Right alongside Sonic and the original cast. During those wedding scenes in the second movie, the parts where everyone seemed to complain that they were bored and just waiting for it to get back to Sonic? I was loving every second of it. I see the human characters to be just as much Sonic characters as Sonic himself, Knuckles, Tails, etc.

I love scenes with Tom because he’s Sonic’s adoptive father. I love scenes with Maddie because she’s Sonic’s adoptive mother. Rachel is his crazy, unhinged aunt. Jojo is his chill cousin. That’s his family right there. Right alongside Knuckles and Tails, his adoptive brothers in the cinematic universe. I love and accept them just as much. I’ve barely seen anyone else do the same.

I love that the movies give Sonic (and the others) the ability to do something that the games can never do: be a kid. They show him to be kind, compassionate, empathetic, energetic, fun-loving, adventurous, sassy, and heroic, just like his game counterpart. And then they give him more: they give him parents who love and support him. Who cheer him on from the sidelines as he’s off fighting giant robots. Who will give their lives for him without a second thought.

People complain that the first movie isn’t a good “Sonic” movie? I disagree there, too. Because it’s missing the other characters and the lore and all that? Is Sonic not Sonic if he’s separated from his friends and original home? No. The first movie didn’t focus on the lore. The first movie focused on Sonic, him as a character. They established the settings of this new, alternate world for Sonic. Gave him a backstory because the games never do. They let him be a hero and a kid at the same time.

Guys. Paramount found themselves with rights to make a Sonic movie. A movie with a version of Sonic who had zero mandates hanging over his head. Did you really think they were just going to make a story that we’d probably see as a game someday? No, they were not going to miss this opportunity. They rewrote his story in this alternate version. They let him be a few years younger. They let him be emotional. They even gave him extra epic powers linked to said emotions, and those powers have even impacted the games.

I love the voice actor they chose for Sonic. People complain he doesn’t sound like he does in the games. So? The people who casted the voices weren’t looking for a soundalike voice actor. They were looking for an energetic, optimistic voice. Because that’s how they saw Sonic. Is he not? He feels like the very embodiment of energy and optimism a lot of the time. So I love the choice of Ben Schwartz. He does amazingly.

And about him getting adopted by humans? Found family is not a new trope in the Sonic franchise. In the games, we have Sonic raising Tails as his little brother. We have the Chaotix, a team consisting of a grown dude, an angsty teenager, and a literal child who see each other as family. We have Amy being a big sister to Cream and Tails. We have Vanilla being a mother figure to half the cast. We have the ARK siblings. The list goes on. Is it really so “cringey” to let Sonic himself get adopted? Especially when he’s younger than the game version, and was properly given the chance to be a kid? To have fun with his brothers and parents outside of fighting Eggman? And by parents who accept him wholly for who he is, strive to take care of him where they can, and allow him to relax and enjoy the remainder of his childhood??

Not to mention, Tom and Maddie are literally the perfect parents for Sonic (and later Knuckles and Tails). For one, they’re a very healthy couple. They’ve loved and supported each other for years even before their marriage and before meeting Sonic. Green flag number one. For two, they understand Sonic, they see that he’s still a kid and they want to help him, they try to “steer him in the right direction,” and they don’t try to stifle him and his love of running and adventure. Tom is a cop, a very good cop I might add (I absolutely refuse to listen to any of the crappy hate I’ve seen towards Tom just because he’s a police officer), and he’s inclined to help people just like Sonic is. Maddie is a vet, she loves animals. Sonic is literally an anthropomorphic hedgehog. She knows better on how to take care of him; and even before she got to know him, she still tended to his needs when he was out of it, even being cautious in doing so because she didn’t yet know his physiology.

So yes, I love the SCU. I love seeing the Wachowski family doing mundane, everyday things just as much as I love seeing the boys in epic battle scenes. I loved watching Sonic and Tom have a father-son bonding moment on a fishing trip. I loved watching them play along with his airport setup the same way parents play along with their child’s imagination. I loved watching them ask for a hug goodbye, make sure he knew how to contact them in case of an emergency, blow him kisses as the ring closed. I loved that Tom kept calling and texting Sonic to check in on him just like any parent would while they were away. I loved seeing Tom express wishing that Sonic could have buddies like him. I loved seeing Maddie call him “their kid.” I most especially loved seeing Sonic finally call Tom “Dad.”

I loved seeing my favorite trio of alien boys ride in the back of a truck, even though none of them needed the transportation, bickering about the baseball game they just played as their parents drive them out for ice cream.

Does this mean I prefer the SCU over the games? No. I love the games just as much, and I could easily rant on everything I love about them as well. I’m just not planning to because it’s not necessary. They’re the mainline thing.

Even though I’m disappointed to have missed so many years in this amazing fandom, I think I like being a fresh fan. I constantly see people griping and complaining about this or that in some area of the franchise, and tbh it annoys me. I’ve been ruined for reading reviews because I find people hating on things I liked. I introduce “NO-HATE REVIEW!” Not complaining about what I didn’t like, because there’s not much. Just loving on what I loved. Sharing my excitement with others.

As a result, I’ll later post similar rambles about other parts of the franchise I want to defend. Such as the IDW comics. Sonic Prime. Sonic Frontiers. All the parts people are far too quick to judge.

Replies that are hateful or irrelevant will be deleted. 👌

(A little later I’m also going to make a celebratory post about how this franchise literally changed my life in a good way XD)

[hangingoffence]

:D post-ultimate kars arc whump stuff with suzie pov bc why not. again im not a writer i just wanted to put this thought into words

 ☆★☆

“The wrecked hotel.”

Suzie was startled at Joseph’s voice. He had not said a single word after waking up from the coma. He’d just been staring out the window to the streets of Venice, lost in his own thoughts. Suzie was starting to get worried he’d lost his ability to speak completely.

“What hotel?” Suzie asked. Eager to get Jojo to speak more. His voice was raspy.

“The one.” A silence. Suzie tried to think. She didn’t know half of the stuff that happened to Jojo. All she knew was that Jojo, Caesar and Lisa Lisa left after the stone and a week later a bunch of fishermen carried Jojo’s battered body to Suzie’s family home. “Where Caesar is.” 

Another silence. “What do you mean Jojo?” 

“The hotel in Switzerland. Where Caesar is.” Suzie could see Joseph’s body tense. His jaw tightened and he proceeded to try and get up. “Please lay down Jojo! You’re nowhere near healthy.” Suzie’s small hands could barely even hold Joseph in place but he still lays back down to the bed with a sigh. “I need to…”

“Tell me Jojo. What happened? Where’s Caesar?” Suzie took Joseph’s hand. It was wrapped in bandages and Jojo could barely move his fingers in them. But Suzie gently stroked his hand. 

Joseph didn’t speak that day again. 

 ☆★☆

“Jojo! Here’s breakfast. I got you some bacon and toast. Hope it’s more to your taste.” Suzie set the tray on the bedside table before helping Joseph to sit up. “It smells very good, don’t you think?” She gave a small smile to Joseph and handed him the food. He was already able to eat on his own without Suzie having to help. His injuries getting better day after day. 

“How are you feeling today, Jojo? Any pain or discomfort? Do you need any extra pillows?” Suzie was almost used to this one-way conversation. The Jojo she knew from Air Supplena Island was loud and extravagant. He would always have a joke ready. But now he just kept quiet. He hadn’t even tried to flirt with her. 

“Thank you, Suzie…” It was quiet, but she still caught it. Jojo didn’t meet her eyes but she still smiled. Moving a stray brown hair behind his ear.

 ☆★☆

The next morning when Suzie entered Joseph’s room she was greeted with a totally different sight. Joseph was already sitting and playing with the bandages. As soon as the door opened, his gaze fell upon Suzie and he smiled. The same smile he always had on. Wide and with teeth. “There you are, Suzie! I missed you already.” 

There he is. “Oh, seems like you’ve back to being yourself.” She gave the tray to Joseph, who flashed her another smile. 

Suzie sat down as Joseph dug into his breakfast. “Now tell me Suzie, how long I’ve been laying here in these itchy bandages?” 

“Well let’s see.” Suzie gave an act of thinking it hard. Even if she had been counting the days religiously. “The fishermen said they found you on the 29th and I got a hold of you on the 30th. Then you laid unconscious for a week while I took care of your various injuries and that hand,” Joseph cringed at that. “And then you finally woke up four days ago. So it’s been 13 days.” Suzie nodded to herself. 

Joseph hummed and bit into the bread. “Does Lisa Lisa and the others know where I am?” 

“I did try send a telegram to Air Supplena but I got no answer. I have no idea where else to ask.” 

Joseph thought a moment. Then he looked around the room. “Do you have a piece of paper I could write on?” Suzie quickly stood up and fished a pen and paper from the room's cabinet and handed them to Jojo. Watching as he struggled a little to write with all the bandages. 

When he was done, he handed the paper to Suzie. “That’s the telegram number for Granny Erina in the States. She’ll get in contact with Speedwagon and Lisa Lisa.” Suzie nodded and folded the paper and hid it in her apron pocket. 

Joseph relaxed into the headboard of the bed. Looking outside again. Noe eating in much slower pace. Suzie was about to stand up and leave to fax the message before the curiosity in her decided against it. She stayed seated and asked; “Do you remember what happened? Before being found in the Adriatic Sea?” Jojo’s gaze moved to her in a mild surprise. She had been in complete darkness this whole time and it had been nagging her. She needed to ask.

“Oh, well I killed the Pillar men of course.” Jojo announced proudly. Smiling widely and shooting a confident gaze at Suzie. “Although I was sure I’d perish with them. Kars got his hands on the stone and bloody almost killed me. He took my hand with him when I sent him flying to the sky. Bastard’s dead for good now.” 

“How did you manage that? Didn’t the stone make him all-powerful?” 

Joseph chuckled. “Oh yeah, it did. He got wings and all and could freely stand in the sun! It was horrid.” Joseph told her about the man named Stroheim and a plane crash that ended up leaving Joseph facing Kars alone on a volcanic island. Suzie had never heard a story so ridiculous and if it wasn’t Joseph, she wouldn’t have believed it. Joseph laughed at the matter and told how pissed Kars had been the final moments before flying off to space. Suzie chuckled at it too. But someone was missing. 

“What about Caesar?” Joseph froze. A fork halfway to his mouth. His jaw tightened the same way it did four days ago. “You said something about a hotel in Switzerland.”

“I did?” Joseph asked with a nervous smirk. Suzie nodded. 

“You said Ceasar is there. I tried to look up the hotel where you were headed when you left but I could not find any mention of Caesar.”

“Because he isn’t in St-Moritz.” Joseph interrupted Suzie, gaze now downwards and brows furrowed. “He’s in an old wrecked hotel near that same place.”

Suzie tried to make sense of it. What was Caesar doing in an old hotel? Abandoned one presumably. “Jojo, I don’t understand. Is Caesar alright?”

“When we were tracking down Kars and Wammu’s whereabouts, we figured they were hiding in the old hotel and waiting for the sunset to arrive. We had already encountered Kars when he tried to get the stone from us. Caesar thought it would be a good idea to ambush them during the day. But the bastard didn’t see the clear trap he wanted to march into.” Joseph’s fists tightened around the utensils. “I told him that it was a bad idea but like always, he wouldn’t listen!” A small silence filled the room as Suzie waited for Jojo to continue. He wouldn’t even look in her direction.

“Messina went after him. That stupid bastard walked alone to the most obvious trap I’ve ever seen. He- That- Arrgh!!” In a burst of yellow sparks, the fork in his hand had flown across the room and impaled the wall. Suzie was set speechless. 

“Lisa Lisa told me about Caesar’s past. His family and his father. About the bastard’s reason for revenge.” Joseph relaxed a bit. Settling back against the bed headboard. “ But still- hmph- so stupid…” Suzie has never seen Joseph like this. Stumbling over his words like he didn’t know what to say. “Jojo.” She took his hand to hers; “What happened to Caesar?” Joseph looked up with tears in his eyes. 

 ☆★☆

Suzie remembers the day she saw Caesar for the first time. She had been living with Lisa Lisa for a while now. Attending to her need and making a good living out of it. She was happy with her. She witnessed Hamon first-hand as Lisa trained with Loggs and Messina. It was magical. 

The particular day was Friday. Lisa Lisa had visited Rome, which left Suzie alone to take care of the home. When she arrived, Lisa Lisa had a boy with him. Not more than 16 years old. He had ragged clothes, messy blond hair and two pink marks on his cheeks.He looked like he hadn’t showered in months. But what she remembered most clearly was the razor-sharp glare on his face. Like he was ready to pounce on anyone who dared to venture too close.

Lisa Lisa had him shower and change clothes. He was supposed to eat with them, but he didn’t show up. Locking himself to his room. 

Lisa Lisa had visited him that evening. Then the next day, it fell upon Suzie to bring him food to his room. 

She always smiled at him when she set his food down. At first, he only gave her a glance. His bright blue eyes had a deep shadow in them, but they weren’t threatening anymore.

Through the food, she was able to break his walls. They started talking when Caesar ate. At first, it was just Suzie. She talked about what she had done that day. What she was planning to cook for tomorrow. Then Caesar started to talk too. Asking questions and having a more active part in the conversation. Sometimes shooting a few flirty lines, which always made her chuckle. Though it never went anywhere. 

After that, she started hearing about Caesar’s life. She heard his anger and hate. His sadness and regrets. About his father and siblings. About his life as a criminal in the dark streets of Rome. They connected deeply during that time. And then, Caesar started to show up to dinner. 

 ☆★☆

“Caesar…” Suzie saw the grief in Joseph’s eyes. She knew. “Caesar…” Joseph squeezed her hand in his. She cried then. Joseph cried too. They held each other’s hands in a white-knuckle squeeze in an act of reassurance. It didn’t work.

[clover-midori]

so uhh I had an idea for a Gameria but I have no idea how forums work

so I decided I’d talk about it on TUMBLR

everyone, prepare to eat your greens, as here comes the opening of

PAPA’S BOWLERIA

story:

Iggy, Tohru, or Custom Worker is on fall break and heads to Mintport (which is based on Dallas by the way, albeit the coastal location) to enjoy the main attractions there. A few weeks have passed, and they’re ready to head back to Starlight City/Burgerburgh. Unfortunately, with extreme winter weather raging near, and freakishly early for the time, their flight home is canceled, and there likely won’t be any other flights cheap enough.

Iggy/Tohru/CW leaves the airport, with no hotel to stay at. Fortunately, close to downtown’s Basil Park, is Papa's Bowleria, open for Christmas, and with lots of tourists stranded like them, Papa Louie is looking for extra hands. Left with no choice, Iggy/Tohru/CW walks in, immediately looking for the man himself.

Fortunately, he IS there, but because there’s so many stranded people in Mintport, Papa Louie will have to work with helping them instead. As such, he gives you/know/who the job, with the promises of essential amenities until they can finally catch a flight home, which happens at Rank 60 as usual.

At Papa's Bowleria, you serve Buddha bowls (those cool instagram protein bowls), albeit called Papa Bowls, and flavored lemonades. You choose the base (rice, quinoa, whatever), the toppings, and the meat, and also the lemonade (size, amount of ice, added flavor).

Tutorial customer: Fernanda

Post-tutorial customer: Rudy

Holidays are in ranking order:

October: Halloween (Rank 6, Austin)

November: Thanksgiving (Rank 11, Sienna)

December: Christmas (Rank 16, Santa)

January: New Year (Rank 21, Allan)

February: Mardi Gras (Rank 26, Olivia)

March: Comet Con (Rank 31, Jakey)

April: Cherry Blossom Festival (Rank 36, Yuko)

May: FurryFair (Rank 41, Wylan B) (YES, A FURRY CONVENTION. I came up with this idea since the Furry Fiesta was happening nearby. I was in Dallas at the time of typing this.)

June: Summer Luau (Rank 46, Kahuna)

July: Starlight Jubilee (Rank 51, Boomer)

August: Grōōvstock (Rank 56, Zoe)

September: Maple Mornings (Rank 60, Johnny)

Closers:

Jojo (Sunday)

Elsie (Monday)

Mousse (Tuesday)

The Dynamoe (Wednesday)

Quinn (Thursday)

C.J Friskins (Friday)

Rhonda (Saturday)

new customers:

Elsie (closer)

edgelord and Desmond’s brother

Jakey (customer)

iggy’s boyfriend born in frostfield, and yes that is a custom mouth I drew

Nate (customer)

he is nick’s brother

there’s probably more customers but I’m tired

[acertainmoshke]

Bonus Snippet: Wild Child

I don't feel as good about this one as the first two, but I really wanted to showcase how feral Cassie can be.

cw for ingested blood, but not like in a graphic or cannibalistic way.

­­­­­­­­­Cassie’s favorite place in camp was the overturned vending machine. She used to sleep behind it, eons ago, where no one could find her. But now she liked to sit on top and lean against Orev and eat her bag of jojos. The other kids had taken to sitting with her because she told the wildest stories. She wasn’t sure if they believed her or not, so she tried to add extra details because they all definitely happened (more or less).

Ella and Drake weren’t here tonight, still off crying somewhere about almost being killed. Cassie didn’t really blame them—if she thought about it, she got it. She’d been scared the first few times. But it got so boring to deal with each new friend’s fear at first. She’d never been killed yet. She’d never even really been hurt. It was fine.

Every other kid gathered around, though, desperate to know what she’d faced and survived now, only ten minutes from their home. Uncle Kris was busy today, but whoever went out remembered her love of potatoes and brought her back a steaming bag when the other kids got candy and chips.

Orev’s body was warm and solid muscle behind her, holding her up, reminding her she was safe and home and protected. She wiggled herself deeper into his curled form and snatched out the first potato, stuffing it into her mouth as she began. “We were just walking along—”

“What is wrong with you?” Yelped one of the other girls. Emily? Susanna? Something dull. Cassie remembered her, though, because she was always yelping judgments at something.

“What, you want like a list, or?” She was proud of the joke. She’d seen it online, but it usually made people smile.

Not this time.

“You didn’t wash the blood off?” Looking around, Cassie saw the other kids with similar horrified looks. She glanced down at her hands, which were smeared, very slightly, with wildling blood. Orev had taken a full bite out of one of their legs. It had been awesome.

“What? It’s not blood like ours.” All the really young kids here were human. “It just tastes a little salty.”

Their looks got worse. Was this the part where they decided she was Too Much instead of Cool and Edgy? Because she usually hit that part eventually.

tag list: @stesierra @amielbjacobs @ettawritesnstudies

[exactly103]

Things I Loved in Newsies UK

this is really long and probably makes no sense but this show was absolutely incredible and I had to. This is also basically just a list of spoilers so i'll put in a little break thing so if you don't want spoilers you don't see any :)

Ike being an absolute Mess - dropping his hat, trying to get to the front of the line but missing the opportunity and having to go to the very back, trying to figure out what "gratis" meant during KoNY

After "watch me stand, watch me run", Crutchie moved to try to get off the rooftop again and when Jack went up to him, he said, "no, no, wait, look at me, look at me" before singing "don't you know that we's a family". found family ❤️

Crutchie praying the rosary during Jack's monologue to the scabbers

Oscar yelling "shit" when Jack pushed him down before writing "strike"

During "That's Rich", when Medda sang "i got stuck with some mope", she pointed at one the newsies sitting on the front of the stage and Ike stood up, thinking it was him, and then Buttons pushed him down, saying "sit down, she's talking to me"

Newsies running the lights and setting up the stage in Medda's theatre

Jack showing Katherine his newspaper bag when he said "I work for the World"

Jack indicating to Katherine to lift her chin when drawing her

Everyone freezing, except Jack and Katherine, during the first verse of "I Never Planned on You"

JoJo and Finch running away at the beginning of the fight at the end of "Seize the Day", but then running back in after a bull hit Splasher over the head

Finch having to be dragged away and stopped from running back onstage when Cruchie was grabbed

All of them screaming at each other to run and hurry even when they were running through the audience

Jack yelling "Crutchie"

Jack keeping lots of difference between him and Katherine!!

Jack attempting to flirt with Katherine but failing misearably and Katherine just going "Mr. Kelly", like she was saying "this is embarrassing for you"

THEY SWANG ON THE CHANDELIERS DURING KONY

Race took the seltzer from Jacobi's tray after Albert took the water and Jacobi grabbed it right back without looking

Crutchie muttering "folks" after Davey and Les left to go home

Crutchie turning away when asking Jack if he had folks in Santa Fe, and then smiling in relief when Jack said he has none

Jack deepening his voice when saying "ain't your beat entertainment" and then Katherine mocking him by doing the same arm movement and deepening here voice too

Newsies putting bags over their heads to get out of going to Brooklyn

Davey spitting on his hand before shaking Jack's at the end of "Watch What Happens Reprise"

Albert constantly talking to himself and saying "i'll take them" quietly/raising his hand when Davey denies the extra papers

The last few lines of "World Will Know" were sung in a group at Katherine it was so cool

The Delancey brothers messing with all the Newsies while handing them their papers

Newsies ziplining over the audience!!

Jack swining on a rope during the fight as an homage to 1992sies

The fact that there was constant movement on stage - it was so engaging

The Newsies as run crew!! (at the beginning of "Watch What Happens", Albert brought on Katherine's chair by sliding in on it and then bowing to her)

They all said their names which was so meaningful - it felt like a tribute to all the real newsies, the ones who were named and unnamed

Finch softly saying "Tommy Boy?" when they first saw the scabs

Someone saying "trying to be the hero" when Jack went to count Davey's papers

All of Davey's deliveries, including, but not limited to "That is her costume!" and "That. Is. Disgusting."

Jack swiping his hat on Pulitzer's stairs before sitting down

Jack running down and hugging Crutchie when he came back

Crutchie asking Race if he missed him and Race responding with "I ain't been the same without ya"

Crutchie saying "you don't got to be insulting, I got a nickel" while holding out a nickel to show Katherine and everyone agreeing with him

Jack tightly hugging Albert when he showed up during "Seize the Day"

The amount of lines Finch had ❤️

The fact that Jack had a big drawing of Crutchie and then smaller drawings of a bunch of other newsies hanging on his rooftop

Crutchie throwing newspapers into the audience

"You can't change the past" changed to "you can't escape the past" ugh it just clicks with Jack's character in some special way

Jack's delivery of ”Dave what the hell”

The fact that during "Seize the Day" every time a newspaper was split, there was some big dance move. It felt like the director/choreographer was really honoring how big the action of splitting their source of income was for the newsies.

Jack and Race were the ones starting the chain of throwing papers during "Once and For All", which I thought was a great way to remind everyone of how Race's closeness with Jack and his importance. (also Jack was throwing to Davey which was super super cute)

[animehouse-moe]

Spy x Family 9: The Kuudere That's Secretly A Yandere

I have been waiting for ages for Fiona Frost to get introduced in the anime, and this episode absolutely did not let me down. They really went all in on it and really nailed Fiona's disposition. Ayane Sakura also of course does a great job with the voice acting, really solid choice.

I really enjoyed how awkward they were able to make her interactions with Yor. Just the right amount of dead air between the two to convey that feeling of unease.

They really quickly launch into Fiona's slightly insane inner dialogue, and Ayane really does a god job of selling it. Cool, calm, and under control, the very personification of how a spy should appear. It's just, they probably shouldn't be talking about stealing someone's husband.

Also, loved this bit where Fiona ascertains that Yor is a tough nut to crack. The misdirection for stuff like this is always hilariously on point. The nervous housewife giving off Jojo's rumbling air to the impeccably trained international spy will always get a laugh out of me.

Then, there's this whole thing with Fiona's inner monologue which they absolutely nail. Hilarious seeing it in motion and so detailed.

Also absolutely loved this little zoom out with Anya. It's going off of a fraction of her head in the background of a panel, but the comedic effect on it is priceless.

Fiona really does add a fun angle to the story though, showing how different Loid's become as a family man. Can't really blame the man for taking his coffee with milk considering how much he's been struggling lately.

I really do have to reiterate just how creative they're getting with little bits of information here and there. Reading Fiona's mind for a single little panel on the page, we get an entire scene of in the anime and it matches the vibe perfectly.

In terms of more direction work however, they really nailed this emotional moment. The slow movement that washes over the smaller pieces in Loid's mannerisms that Fiona picks up on was really a great addition that didn't appear in the manga. Seeing his eyes relax and open, the movement of his hands, those little details really add a great deal to the value of the moment and fit really well with the rest of the series given how much they show stuff from various people's perspectives.

They really drive home the emotional angle in this stretch, and really sell Nightfall's monolgue about Twilight. What only felt sort of emotional in the manga really gets driven home in the anime with the addition of the VAs and animation. I am having a bit of a tough time deciding which version of Nightfall is better for this moment though. The manga one is more visible in her sorrow, but the anime is more subdued and relies more on Ayane's voice acting to sell it.

This episode was definitely more than I was expecting for the material. I didn't think they'd lean so heavily into the emotional side and capture it so well, nor did I think they'd really have as easy a time as they seem to have had working with the creative aspects of it. Lots of added scenes, moments, and details that you'd think had existed in the manga the whole time. And if that wasn't enough, they had the forethought to separate this chapter, which is a single chapter mind you (a single chapter for a runtime of about 15 minutes? Incredible), from the extra chapter they used to fill the gaps.

I was a bit apprehensive about my praises for Part 1, but Part 2 seems to be knocking it out of the park on every front so far. Truly incredible work for an adaptation that I don't think anyone else will be able to match for a very long time. In the weirdest sense it's like 1:2, for every bit of the manga, they add something in the anime. They change it, improve it, extrapolate it. It's just such a different experience in the opposite direction that you really have to give WIT and Cloverworks credit for how far they're going for this series.

[worldlymatters]

is that jacob elordi ? oh, no, that’s leo walker, a twenty six year old bartender at catch me if you can who uses he/him pronouns. they currently live in valparaíso, and the character they identify with most is joseph joestar from jojo's bizarre adventure. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas!

basics.

full name: leo walker nicknames: n/a age: twenty-six zodiac: cancer birthday: july 4th, 1997 birthplace: melbourne, australia orientation: biromantic / bisexual occupation: bartender at catch me if you can height: 6'5" eyes: brown tattoos: none piercings: standard lobes. languages: english & conversational spanish

family.

warren walker (father, alive) claire walker (mother, dead) unknown older sister (half sister, alive)

background.

leo was born in melbourne australia, but at an early age his family had moved to sydney for better work opportunities for his parents. he was raised an only child and got everything he ever wanted or glanced at. when he was enrolled in school he was quick to make new friends. he was a chatterbox from an early age, entertaining kids his own age and even some adults.

he lived an ordinary life for the most part, getting average grades hanging out with his friends that he had made at an early age, and getting a job as soon as he was legally able to work. he couldn't complain about anything in his life, even though his parents weren't rich he was still receiving all the extras in life.

tw death/ a month before leo's seventeenth birthday he woke up to find out the most tragic news. his mother had died in her sleep. his whole world got flipped on it's head. the last thing he was ever expecting. very quickly things changed and leo watched as his father lost the light behind his eyes. when helping his father get things in order for his mother's service, leo came across pictures of a baby girl but nothing was written to signal who they were. he had a feeling because of what that baby looked like but went to ask his father to be sure. in the craziness of all of this he was told that he had a half sister from his mother. he tried to find her but without any other information about her it was a dead end.

all the extra goodies that he had been getting stopped and money became tighter. his father insisted that leo didn't put any of his own money towards bills and to save it. that wasn't going to stop him from helping out. half of what he earned went towards his savings and the other half went to go towards bills.

slowly but surely, there was a calm that came back into his life and things were starting to get easier again. after graduating he was unsure of what he wanted to do with his life. he thought about college and ended up going for a year before deciding that it wasn't for him. he knew that his dad would support him regardless of what he done he just wanted to make him proud.

looking at his savings he figured to make a big life change and started a group text between his friends asking for advice. 'where should i move?' several ideas flew around but nothing called out to him until someone told him about valparaíso. one of his friends had family that already lived out in chile and they agreed to help him get adjusted once he got in the city.

wanted connections.

half sister: this would be someone roughly ten years older than leo, he's never met her and doesn't have much information about her other than they're related through their mom. friends from home: a handful of friends either coming from australia that were around when leo was going through all of his big life changes internet friends: either people he's met on online communities that gave him good advice and challenged his creativity. roommates: preferably 1-2 people in his age range, no other requirements!

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

It meant something

Cw: Angst, Cheating

You’ve taken an interest in horseback riding since you were a child, you’ve had many trainers over the years and more to come. You’ve moved trainers and landed with a unique personality. Your trainers name was Johnathan Joestar but everyone seemed to just call him “Johnny” or “Jojo” for short.. you two grew fond of one another. He’s been training you for almost 3 years and every time you’re with him your heart starts racing and you start to lack conscious thinking. Saying the most random things. He’d laugh them off but you still would feel embarrassed

One day during your lesson he decide you two need to take a quick break before moving on to the next thing.

“Hey y/n. Would you like some lemonade? My wife made a glass.”

You’ve never liked Rina. Not one bit…but you took the lemonade just to be kind

“Oh sure. Thank you Mr. Joestar”

Rina came over to you after she went to Johnny and handed you your lemonade

“Thank you Mrs. Rina”

She nodded and walked away

Im your mind you wanted to throw that glass right at her and ruin the dress her husband bought her.. but of course you didn’t.

“Y/n!” You snapped your head towards Johnnys direction “When you’re done, go over to there and practice your jumping. You’ve been a bit off lately”

“Yes sir.” You finished your drink and handed the glass to your instructor, then making your way to the poles.

This was torture. Watching Johnny love another women. You wanted to quit riding near him all together, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Your anger made you a scary rider. You were riding with your feelings and not your brain or intuition. Who knows what kind of things could happen from that..

Soon you finished your lessons for the day and lead johnnys horse back towards her stall

Johnny noticed this

“Y/n. What’s the hurry? Got somewhere to be?”

You snapped back “yes actually. My home.”

He felt hurt but didn’t let it show. He grabbed you gently by the shoulder

“Well hey! we’re having dinner pretty soon, im sure you have enough time to sit down and eat huh?” He chuckled a bit “my wife’s making an amazing dish that her mother taught her!”

“I’m fine. I’m making dinner at my house when I get back.” You pulled away from his grasp.

“Oh.. well alright y/n. There’s always a place in my home for you.” He began to walk away as did you

That afternoon before you got home you decide it would be a good idea to go shopping for some new riding outfits, maybe that would show Johnny that you were, in fact, better than Rina.

You made your way to the local clothing store and picked out a few pairs of pants and some shirts to match. Then the back of the store caught your eye. Lingerie. You saw it and thought of him. He made your heart flutter and your thighs rub against one another. Johnny was the man you’ve been searching for, he lit a fire in you when you saw him. You picked out a set with a matching robe for some extra spice. Dark blue and white.. with pink accents. It was perfect. You didn’t have a reason to wear it anytime soon but it was still good in case.

You made your way home, watching the stars go by and the moon disappear behind the clouds

“Ma’am, you’ve got a call. Do you want me to answer it?” The man who worked for your family asked

“Who is it?”

“A Mrs. Rina Joestar”

You sighed. “I’ll get it.”

You answered the phone

“Hello?”

“Hey y/n! It’s me Rina! Care to come over for dinner after your lessons tomorrow?”

“I-I guess so.. Is johnny going to be ok with me coming over?”

“He doesn’t mind I promise!” It went quiet,

“I guess I’ll come over. What time should I be there?”

“Don’t worry about getting here, johnny will pick you up. Just be ready by 6”

“Ok then. Goodnight Rina.”

“Goodnight y/n”

Then you hung up

‘That was so weird’ you thought as you headed to the shower to get ready for bed, you took your shower, brushed your teeth and set out your clothes for tomorrows lesson and the night with Johnny and Rina, then an idea stuck, the lingerie.. you were going to wear it under your clothes. If things happened then things happened. You wouldn’t mind.

You couldn’t sleep all night because of the anticipation you were feeling.

‘Does he know?’ ‘Does he like me back?’ Raced through your mind all night.

The next morning was even more nerve racking. You did your morning chores of feeding your own horses and getting dressed to go do your lessons in the clothes you bought the night before.

When you were getting ready you saw the lingerie and not a thought crossed your mind, you stuffed it into your bag with your extra clothes for lessons. You knew it wasn’t right but you couldn’t help it..

You made your way over to johnnys for said lessons

“Good morning y/n” Johnnys other employees greeted you.

“Good morning” you shouted back as you walked away to gather slow dancer. That was Johnnys favorite horse, they’ve been through everything together. She was wise and she was easy to control, that’s why you both liked her.

“Oh hello Y/n!” Johnny greeted you as you walk in the stables

“Hi Johnny. What’s going on?”

“Just getting slow dancer ready for you. Sometimes people just need a hand, I don’t you to stress too much” he laughed

You laughed a little with him.

Johnny took Slow dancer out to the pins where you practiced.

“Thank you, Johnathan.” You smiled and took the reins from him as you got onto the horse

“Not a problem” he smiled back

You cantered around a little to warm up you and the horse, soon developing into a gallop as you began to ride around on her.

The day flew by fast, training was over, time to get ready and go home to get dressed. You were about to get off Slow dancer, but Johnny helped you. He reached his hand out for yours

“Augh thank you johnny. My arms hurt so bad from yesterday” you chuckled

“Of course, I’ve always got you y/n.” He chuckled back

“Well, I’ve got to go home and get ready for tonight.”

Johnny went silent and the spoke “well y/n, you’re already here, why not stay? You can get ready here.. I wouldn’t mind and I’m sure Rina wouldn’t either”

“Well what about my clothes?”

“While I was buying Rina a dress I went ahead and bought you one too, I didn’t know your measurements but you and Rina look pretty similar in size so I bought one a little smaller than that.”

“Oh wow, thanks Johnny. I- I really appreciate it!”

“No problem y/n, now go get ready.”

You walked off to the separate area where his home sat. His house was beautiful, everything was so clean you’d expect no one lived here at all. You met Rina in the hall on your way to the bathroom.

“Oh hello y/n! Weren’t you supposed to be getting ready? What are you doing up here?”

“Johnathan told me I could get ready here, is that ok with you?”

“Oh of course bathrooms that way” she pointed to the bathroom

You thanked her and headed to the bathroom

You were getting undressed to take your shower and did had to admit you were taking a long time since you were trying to figure everything out still.

No sooner than when you took off your panties, Johnny walked in.

“I- oh My god! Y/n I’m sorry! I- I thought you had already left I’m so sorry! I- I’ll leave!”

Your face and his burned hotter than the sun

Your mind was in scrambles, you made an irrational decision based on desire and desire alone.

You pulled him in.

“Johnny..I’ve wanted you for so long. I- I can’t bear this anymore. Please..” you leaned into his neck “please take me~” your breath was hot on his neck. He felt chills go down his spine

“But- y-y/n im married.. you know that.”

“I know jojo.. it will only be one time, im sure you’re the one for me. I need you” You slipped on your knees and Undid his pants. Cock springing out as you did so.

You took him into your hand and pumped him a few times before taking him into your mouth completely. Kissing the head as you did so. His body was on fire but but heart was aching with guilt..

“Y- f-fuck y/n.. what if Rina finds out..”

“She won’t jojo. Just relax..” you continued you suck his cock, he pushed your head down a little feeling you gag around his cock. He moaned your name in response.

He began to fuck your throat and moan lowly. After a few more pumps he came down your throat with a sigh.

“F-fuck..”

you wiped your mouth.

“Ok jojo. I’m going to get in the shower now.” You blew a kiss to him. He zipped his pants back up and left, still shocked from his orgasm.

a few more minutes of you showering, and you decide it was time to get out and get dressed. You did lite makeup and your hair. Then it was time for the lingerie, your heart was racing.. you put it on and put your dress on over it. The dress hugged you wonderfully.. Johnny didn’t mention this but he bought you a pair of heels that went with the dress. When you were ready you went down to the dining room, Johnnys face still tinted with a light blush..

“Oh y/n there you are! You took so long honey!” Rina joked around

You rolled your eyes at it but smiled and laughed.

“That dress looks wonderful on you.” Johnny gushed, Rina praised In agreement.

“Thank you so much, it’s one of my favorites now” you giggled

“My pleasure..” Johnnys eyes wondered your body ”.. Rina helped me pick it out. I wasn’t so sure what kind of color would fit a women like you” he flashed a toothy grin

You smiled in response

“Well I love it more than before.” You smiled at Rina and laughed about it with them for a little bit.

Rina eventually brought the food in and made the plates for you three.

“This is delicious, Mrs. Joestar”

“Oh dear it’s just something I whipped up” she did a giggle.

You started a conversation with Johnny and Rina.

“So Rina,” she looked at you “how long have you and Johnny been married?” You slipped your foot out of your heel and pushed on johnnys cock. His face went red as he tried to finish what food he had out in his mouth

“5 years now! I know this sounds cheesy so forgive me, but I loved him as soon as I met him. I knew he was the one for me as soon as we met on the boat to Europe after the steel ball run race” you pushed on johnnys hardening cock and looked at him “Aww that is so sweet.” punctuating the sentence with a rub of his cock under the table. He trembled as he held back a moan.

“Johnny? You ok~? You look a little red..” You hissed at him

“Y-yea im fine. Just tired..”

“Oh it is kind of late isn’t it..” Rina spoke once more “much to late for you to go home by yourself! Y/n stay the night won’t you.” You agreed. Rina then got up and began to pick if the dishes as take them to the sink.. leaving you and Johnny alone together, foot still on his cock; rubbing it.

“Y/n.. I- I can’t do this here.. please let’s go somewhere else..” he whispered

“Oh johnny. Have you no shame.. your wife loves you and this is how you repay her..” you got up from your chair and pulled him by the collar into the guest bedroom.

Stripping him if his clothing and stripping yours off aswell.

“Wow.. you’re so beautiful, darling..” he spoke

You moved towards him and hovered him.

His hands roamed over your body, feeling your lingerie.

“Just for me?”

“Mhm” you nodded

“Oh jeez.. that’s so sweet y/n..” he kissed you and you kissed him back harder.

His cock poked your panties now and all you wanted to do was take all of him into you and let him use you however he wanted…

You pulled your panties to the side and lined his cock up with your entrance. He moaned at the sudden warmth

“I want you Johnny. Please use me however you want…” your voice was soft . Johnny gulped as he put his rough hands onto your hips and helped guid you down onto his cock. He hissed out a string of slurred curse words, as well as your name

“You feel- mm- good Johnny..” you moaned into your arm as you finished sliding down all of his length

“You do too baby~” Johnny played with one of your exposed nipples.

You tried to move but he wouldn’t let you he held you in place. You walls warming his cock for him

“Be a good girl and warm my cock for me..” he kissed your hand and you shivered..

He twisted and pinched your nipples , occasionally sucking them.

“I want you Johnny.. can you please just fuck me already.. I need it.”

Hes smirked

“Oh you do? How bad then darling?” He bucked his hips into you

“A- s-so bad Jojo p-please!”

He smacked his hand onto your mouth.

“Quiet begging so loud now, y/n. I would hate for us to get caught.” He smirked

“How about i Fuck you full of my seed? Does that sound good to you princess?”

You nodded

“Alright then..” he flipped you over onto your back and began to thrust into you, your juices making wet noises together

“Ah- j-j-Johnny! You fee-feel so good!!”

He held your throat, quieting you down.

“You feel amazing y/n.. I want to cum in you.. I love you”

Your heart began to flutter.. he loved you?

He loved you! He didn’t love Rina, only you! This was the best moment of your life

“Im going to cum soon darling..”

“Please, fill me.. I want to be full with your cum!”

He came inside of you after a few more pumps

He reached down to run your clit and help you finish. You clenched around his cock and moaned into your hands as your orgasm washed over you..

the door clicked open, it was Rina..

“Johnny.. y/n…?” She began to tear up “what going on here..” she dropped the blankets that she was holding. Wiping her tears away

“Rina. Wait!” Johnny put his pants back on and chased after her

“I- Rina baby! Im sorry it- it didn’t mean anything!”

“No johnathan Joestar. It meant something… I can feel it.” She took her ring off and threw it at him

“How could you..” she walked away

He ran to the door and watched her walk away from the house they shared.

Soon walking back in to your comforting embrace.

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Buy me a Kofi! ☕️

Definitely not required but they do help:)

[cloudninetonine]

I gave the migraine to end all migraines and rn I just want to sleep on Hyrule's lap as he runs his hands through my hair 😩.

But that's not what I'm here for dang nabbit! I want to talk about mini soulmate Fierce Deity.

His is interesting because while everyone else is mortal and walking, he...isn't. so would player/reader then also have to be a deity themselves, is Fierce being assigned multiple, or is it like a reincarnation thing (booo 🍅 🍅). I think it would just be another god because I don't like the other two and I like the idea of Fierce and a random person that's actually a god but doesn't acknowledge it or Fierce and this absolute unit of a soulmate just oozing with Divinity (Fierce only acknowledge them as his god(which is ironic bc they're on the same- nvm)).

I also think it makes for a interesting dynamic. What dynamic you may ask? Player and Time🙂. Because Time is in possession of the FD mask, you best believe as soon as time catches sight of player he's on edge, only to silently shit bricks once he catches sight of the fierce deity on your shoulder. You're just chilling with Hyrule while time tries to find a way to break the news about you soulmate that wouldn't end with him going home in a coffin (that's nonsense player adores him and FD being a mask is not his fault), and that's if he even tells them, he's a strong fighter, and has enough secrets to fill a river, what's one more? A good chunk of the trip is player casually stalking behind time with mini!FD going off, while time desperately tries to hide the mask (in his bag) from your line of vision.

(Also side note, I saw a post about JoJo drawing the FD mask differently than the original, and idk wtf it is about the extra markings but man I am BLUSHING. I could not keep my composure around that man, adding on that if he was my soulmate? I'm on the floor, just give me a moment.)

Anyway, player eventually figures out wtf happened and is like "why were you scared of telling me??? That's like, an easy fix" and just snaps the fucking mask if half like they didn't just release a supposed benevolent being of war onto the world (Someone go check on the old man please). And out pops fierce, who takes your hand, gets on a knee, and vows to always serve you, both as an appreciation for freeing him from his prison, and as a duty to his lover/other half, if you'll have him of course💛 ~📦

Okay so I had to double-check (Yes I remember which exact comic it was please shut up) and OMG I love the difference in design.

Okay, but the panic and hysteria that comes from Time almost makes Player feel bad but the appearance on their soulmate calms them- smiling at the mini of them sitting on his shoulder yawning and cuddling into him when he kneels to say his vow?