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[wonolic]

got back with my obsession with obey me, and I have to say it, mammon and ayato would be total besties OR enemies, there's no in between

[wonolic]

hey guys, I just came here to thank you all for the 30 followers! 💗💗💗

I know I've not been really active lately, it's just that I'm focusing on other things in my life and this blog is more like a hobby. Again, thank you all!

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I hate how something you love to do can turn stressful so fast. Like, of course I like doing this, but sometimes, it just feels like I'm doing it because I need, not because I want to do it, and it tires me out.

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words: 2.1k will probably add more idk

Her hand grazes the handle of the large front door, twisting it open with a look of dissatisfaction; the door falls from its hinges, tipping over into the manor as she pushes it open. She sighs, practically hearing her card swipe once again.

‘Great, another thirty thousand plus yen I have to dish out’. [YN] wasn’t entirely sure why her aunt left such an old and unkempt estate in her name. Notably with only seventy-two million yen to her name; the renovations alone were going to cost half of that. [YN] knew she had no intentions of doing this project by herself, or in general at that.

If she had it her way, she would’ve sold the land for a hefty profit.

With her keys in hand, [YN] enters the ghoulish house; descending its long hallways, brushing her fingertips along its muted gray walls. With her hand to her face, she noticed a lack of dust. Her eyebrows cocked with confusion. “That's weird, it seems like someone’s been keeping the manor itself in expeditious condition, from the inside at least.’ she began to ponder. Something felt weird, unsettling even.

It was an uncomfortable feeling, one she couldn’t seem to shake. A fit of paranoia wrapped itself around her, coating her with fear . Her aunt’s bee Ghostly footsteps shuffle behind her, causing [YN] to turn and face the source of the sound. But there is nothing there to greet her. Undeterred, [YN] continues to ascend the halls of the manor. n dead for three years, so why was the house’s interior seemingly untouched by years of neglect?

Scanning the room and its contents in its entirety, she notices the portrait of a man with long snow-white hair and bright golden eyes, towering behind a woman and young boy with identical snow-like hair, the only difference seeming to be their crimson-colored eyes and the boy's expressions of uncertainty. The woman, who [YN] could only assume was the child’s mother, expresses a look of confusion and displacement.

“I wonder if auntie knew these people.” she mutters to herself. She reaches for the portrait, running her fingers along its golden embedded frame. Its rough edge penetrates her skin with a thin splitter of stain golden hide glue. Hissing in pain, she retacks her hand peering down at the small slither of hide embedded into her now sore finger. “Fuck, how old is this frame?”

As She gingerly removed the dagger-like protrusion from her finger, drops of crimson blood stained the polished wood beneath her. The pain slowly subsided, allowing her to gather her wits. Yet, as the metallic fragment clatter onto the floor, a chilling hush befell the room, briefly interrupted by the faint echo of footsteps behind her.

Turning towards the sound, her breath caught in her throat, her heart aflutter with trepidation. But there was a naught to greet her, save for the daunting void that enveloped the abandoned halls of the manor. A shiver ran down her spine, yet she refused to let her fear invade her resolve.

With unwavering determination, she proceeded up the labyrinthine corridors, their faded grandeur a testament to a bygone era. Cobwebs draped the portraits that lined the walls, veiling forgotten stories beneath a shroud of neglect.

As if someone intentionally left the stories to fade into the history itself, as if ashamed of its impact. And so, the portraits remained, untouched by the caretaker’s diligent hands. The house’s neglected condition only added to its air of mystery, causing [YN] to wonder what secrets it held.

Her eyes wander along the portraits, before coming to a halt, she stands in front of one particular picture. Her face expresses her disbelief upon seeing the snow-white haired man now standing alongside her aunt. [YN] questions the possibility of this being a mere coincidence, considering that the previous portraits of him were several centuries apart. Her aunt’s blonde hair and piercing sherbet eyes sent a shiver down her spine.

“Wait a minute, that’s not the same man.”

[YN] becomes suspicious as she notices that the man in the portrait is not the same person she expected. She narrows her eyes and approaches the portrait, realizing that it depicts the boy with striking red eyes instead of the golden-eyed man she unconsciously anticipated.

Perplexed, [YN] begins to wonder how such a thing could even be possible.

Studying the portrait, [YN] couldn’t help but become captivated by the man’s vibrant crimson eyes, drawn to his cold yet sad gaze. Her hands reach for the portrait, unmount it from the wall.

[YN] turns it over, opening the latches that keep it secured in its frame. Carefully, [YN] removes it and scans the back of it, reading the caption;

‘Master Sakamaki Subaru and Lady Yukimura Kome, nineteen thirty-seven.’

[YN] couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and confusion as she held the photograph in her now sweaty hands.

The image showed the boy, no, the man with the crimson eyes and a woman, who she could only assume was her aunt Kome. However, what puzzled her the most was the fact that the photo seemed to have been taken decades before her supposed aunt’s birth.

The date printed on the photo, "Nineteen thirty-seven," kept drawing [YN]'s attention, practically taunting her.

The once serene air around her, now fills heavy with anxiety and panic. Grappling with the unknown and its uncertainty that accompanied it, something about this photograph groomed her with distress. As doubt began to creep into her thoughts, she couldn’t help but question if this was just another alabrite joke her aunt thought of on her deathbed.

A twisted and cruel joke.

But it was unimaginable that someone she trusted would play such a cruel and heartless trick on her, let alone the woman who raised her.

Though her aunt had always been a bit of a mischievous woman, she wouldn’t do such a thing, not in a time of grief nonetheless.

Her breath hitched as she felt a gentle gush of wind caress her cheek. The sudden aroma of woody musk and spice filled her nostrils, sending a shiver down her spine. It was as if nature whispered secrets into the air before wrapping her into its suffocating embrace. Her eyes close, allowing her to immerse into its comforting smell.

Turning her head, [YN] finds herself looking down the manor’s east wing. As she gazes down the seemingly endless corridor, a sense of curiosity washes over her. Taking a deep breath, she attempts to calm the fits of anxiety fluttering her chest.

The soft moonlight filters through the grande expansive windows, illuminating the polished floorboards with an inviting and soothing warmth. With a lump of anxiety in her throat, she carefully folds the photograph and slips it into her cardigan’s deep pockets. Mentally preparing herself, [YN] sets off down the halls, guided by its lingering woody aroma that permeates the air around her.

With each echoing step, she begins to ponder the previous life of the manor’s owners. She couldn’t help but wonder what they were like, what kind of family that walked these very halls she is now exploring. With a deep breath, she mutters to herself;

“Here goes nothing.”

In a state of unease, she stood within the dreary confines of the manor. Its walls, painted with a somber shade of gray. The eerie silence that enveloped the place, only seemed to intensify her feelings of insecurity.

Her footsteps echoed through the empty halls as she cautiously made her way forward. With her eyes bulging outward to a peculiar sight, a man no older than twenty-seven with blonde-hair falling messily over his forehead. She wasn’t entirely sure if she should be relieved that she wasn’t the only human presence or if she should be running towards the manor’s long broken exit.

In an attempt to gather the little courage she had, [YN] grabs an old vase that was conveniently placed to her left, in hopes this would be enough to save her from the possible outcome. She hesitantly steps towards the sleeping man. Eventually finding herself mere feets away from him, [YN] peers down towards the man’s pale-colored face.

"Hey you!" She called out to the man, trying to wake him up. She anxiously waited for his reply, but to no avail, he remained motionless on the couch. Holding onto the vase tightly, her grip becoming increasingly tight, she found the courage to call out to him once more. "Hey! You, on the couch, are you alive?".

As the words echoed through the room, a sense of urgency filled the air. The man's stillness was unnerving, his unmoving figure a cause for concern. With each passing second, her heart thumped louder, and her worry grew stronger. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do.

As [YN] took a step closer, her eyes scanned his face for any signs of life. The lines on his forehead remained undisturbed, his closed eyes betraying no flicker of consciousness. The room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting a response.

Startled by the man’s sudden awakening, [YN] dropped the vase without thinking, causing it to shatter on to the ground. She watches as the man’s tired eyes flutter open, revealing its bright-glaucous color.

“Who are you?” The man asked, glancing at her cowering figure with a look of annoyance, before a smirk formed on his face. “Well woman? Are you going to answer me?” He titled his head curiously, waiting for her response.

“I’m [YN] [LN].” She whispered, her voice trembling with fear and anxiety. Her cowering figure seemed to shrink even more under his cold hardened gaze. As if her very existence was nothing more than a burden. His stoic face only fueled her anxiety, making her shrink even more.

Her eyes begin to dart around the room, desperately seeking some form of a distraction, but to no avail, she shifts with anxiety. Her suffocating fragile ego did her no justice. [YN] knew she couldn't stand up against this intimidating man. Swallowing the lump of anxiety that strained her, she looked up to meet his gaze.

“I am the owner of this house, and you are not welcomed here. Now I advise you to leave before I call the police.” She sternly declares, “You don’t scare me.”

The man stands from the sofa, towering over her with an intimidating presence, he sniggers. “The owner? Last time I checked, this is my home and my couch. Who are you, little human” He hums with curiosity, as a smug grin plasters his pale face.

Her eyes widened with disbelief, as she struggles to comprehend the man’s antagonizing words. Who had died and made him king? For all she could know, he was a mere squatter, taking refuge in her home. She takes a deep breath, hoping to gather her thoughts and put them into words.

“Look, this house was left to me by my aunt Kome Yukimura.”

His chuckles turn into hearty laughter that echoes through the room around them. He was amused, truly amused at her sudden burst of courage. He wanted to see more of her sad attempts to control the environment around her. The man watches as her once cowering figure, stood tall with ‘courage’ and ‘bravery’.

“Kome? Yukimura? I heard of no such nam–oh, oh.”

Her eyebrows forward as she eagerly waits for his response, “What do you mean, ‘oh’? Did you know my aunt?” She spurs.

“I guess you can say that, but Subaru is the one to ask.” The blonde mutters as he sits down back on the sofa. “isn’t that right, Subaru?”

Her eyes scan the room around her, as her gaze stops on a man around twenty-four with snow-white colored hair, causing her breath to hitch. “The man with the snow-white hair and crimson eyes.” she mutters.

“Who is this woman, and why did you let her in, Shuu?” The man, dubbed ‘Subaru’, asked. He watches as the man, now dubbed Shuu, shrugs in response.

“I guess the scent of her blood piqued my curiosity.” Shuu says as a smirk tugs his lips.

“My blood?” [YN] mumbles as she eyes her pricked finger before turning to face Shuu. “How can you smell my blood? I merely pricked it back at the entrance.”

“Yet, the single droplet of your blood stains our floors.”

“Enough, I don’t feel like hearing you talk anymore, your voice is annoying me.” The voice of a third man interrupts the bickering trio.

A man with deep violet hair and tired looking violet eyes mutters with a frown plastering his face, he was surely no taller than five-six <Kanato>. “Who’s this?” he asked with a tilt to his head.

“Enough, why are you guys in this house? This house was left to me.” [YN] begins to panic, her eyes switching between the three men.

“Left to you? Who even are you!” The violet hair man hollers, his voice cracking with anger.

“I—I’m calling the police.” she says.

“That won’t be needed, I know who you are; you’re that woman’s niece. Though I can tell you didn’t get her looks.” Shuu grins.

“Why don’t we sit and talk about this?”

“Gladly.”

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Corina's makeup style ! ╮⁠ (⁠.⁠  ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ .⁠)⁠╭

A/N: So, a little post about Corina's makeup style bcuz my girl deserves more content. once again, got inspired by Maya's Sakamaki makeup post by @summercreolefanfictioner!

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To start, Corina, most of the time, is walking barefaced or with a slight touch of makeup, like, gloss and a little bit of blush on the cheeks with black mascara to extend her eyelashes.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't wear makeup at all. She's used to wearing it occasionally, ex: On school, parties, shopping, but when she's home? Don't expect to see her wearing it.

To be honest, she's not really into the og gyaru makeup. WAIT, LET ME EXPLAIN FIRST! She likes the colors, style, she has lots of fun doing it, but sincerely? She doesn't use foundation nor concealer, she does not extend her eyes too much, and she doesn't think the og gyaru makeup matches her at all, she does a lighter version of it.

Mixes dolly makeup with gyaru makeup because she thinks it kinda has similar things.

Loves HUGE fake eyelashes, both upper and lower, but sadly has some difficulty in putting them and always cries a little. 🥲

Corina prefers light colors, like, the same as her clothes: white, pink, sometimes green/blue, principally golden glitter.

Living at the church, Corina didn't have much of a chance to explore the gyaru style. One of the rules was that girls shouldn't wear makeup, she never understood that rule and thought that it didn't make sense.

Like, she knows the church was ruled by old people with old costumes, but why wouldn't they allow it if even men were used to wearing makeup in the old times?

just pick those examples of half-done, and imagine Reiji entering Corina's room to call her for breakfast before school. His face is like 🤨 “just come down in time to eat, okay?” and slowly closing the door while starring at Corina.

The diaboys that like her makeup style: Kanato, Laito, Kou, Azusa and Shin.

Diaboys that don't like her makeup style: Reiji and Carla. They think it's too exaggerated, Reiji even says that her makeup style reminds him of "girls that work in the streets", if you understand what I'm talking about.

A/N: My boyfriend is on vacation so I thought "why not use my free time to finish my ongoing projects for Corina?". Kinda simple and fast post, thank you for reading and see u in the next post! 💗 :P

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My opinion on Sakamaki's bodies, pt.2 ! 乁⁠[⁠ ᓀ⁠˵⁠ ▾⁠ ˵⁠ᓂ⁠ ]⁠ㄏ

A/N: I love New Jeans so much and I'm obsessed with their music, seriously, they're so young and talented, it's crazy. Want to see some simps liking this post. (pt.1 is here!)

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𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘰 ⤸

Why such a tiny waist if you can't squish it. Talking seriously, just like his twins, he has a tiny waist that simply comes from genetics and every japanese girl drools over it and praises his "androgynous" body.

Has the best calves and legs in general, even better than Subaru's. Well, it's self-explaining, his hobby is basketball after all, he's always running and jumping around the basketball court.

He looks like he has a natural concave stomach/belly, but it's actually because his hip bones are prominent and make him look like that.

I think it's so funny how Ayato acts like he's the manliest boy of the house, when he's actually the one that looks physically the most feminine (e.g. small waits, 90° shoulders, slim neck, marked collarbones, etc).

𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰 ⤸

His body is soft, but skeletal at the same time. It doesn't need much stretching for Kanato's bones to start showing, principally his ribcage.

Anyone can pick him up because he's just so light. But, if you do pick him up, already expect an endless cry together with a tantrum and a thin scream for you to put him on the ground.

Okay, this might sound strange, but I believe he has the best skin out of all the Sakamakis. It's so soft to the touch and scarless, looks like he takes good care of it!

Non-related but still related to his physical appearance: I really hate this shota boy aesthetic Rejet gave him. Please, he had so much more potential to be the worst of them all, if they made Kanato a little bit more mature (personality or appearance, doesn't matter), I would be in love with this boy fr.

𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘰 ⤸

Likes to stay slim but in shape at the same time. And to be honest, he looks really sexy in tight clothes with his slim body.

I would say that he's not slim like Kanato, more like... first place is Kanato, second place is Laito and third place is Shu.

His arms are long and skinny, that's why I put him as more slim than Shu, but I still think he has a sculptural body that can seduce anyone + matches with his face.

Bonus headcanon: Even if Laito isn't the best when it comes to flirting, I think he has the most seductive body language out of the boys and yes, he can seduce people to do what he wants so easily because of this.

A/N: To end, a MtL muscular build list: 1. Subaru, 2. Ayato, 3. Reiji, 4. Shu, 5. Laito and 6. Kanato. See you in the next post! 💗

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How Corina died ! (⁠･⁠o⁠･⁠ ;⁠ )

A/N: So, recently I've been thinking about how I hate Subaru's tsundere side and how I think he's much worse, so here's a post about how Corina died. Sorry that I suddenly disappeared, I think I'm back(?), I got inspired by this song.

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I wish I didn't say those things to him. I was trying so, so hard to bond with him, but it was impossible, Subaru is impossible. What could I even do? There wasn't a way to run away or avoid my fate, I was predestined for this since I put my two feet inside of this manor.

But I really thought we were making some progress. Two days ago, he even told me a bit about his mother and their troubled relationship. I told him it wasn't his fault, after all, nobody asks for bad parents, right?.. So why did I use it against him some days later?

...

We just got back from school and I followed him to his room, trying to know why he was mad at me. Subaru yelled at me, I don't even remember the reason now, I was just trying to help him, but most probably the entire house was hearing our argument.

I wasn't thinking correctly at that moment, Subaru said things that made my heart ache, it was all that Kou guy's fault for trying to kiss me, not mine!

I wanted him to feel the same as me, wanted to use the same cruel words he used. It was the heat of the moment, I promise I regretted it the moment I realized what I said.

...

I put my own hands on my mouth, I was clearly in shock with myself, but it was already too late, “I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-” I couldn't even end my apologies before he put his hand on my throat and pushed me against the wall, making sure that his grip was hard enough so I couldn't say anything more.

“You talk too much with that damn mouth of yours, slut. Always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong.” He kept squeezing harder, tears escaped my eyes while I looked at the roof.

My mom never truly accepted that I didn't believe in God, always told me that, someday, in a moment of need, I would cry out to God, maybe that was the moment she was talking about?

He threw me to the ground with all of his strength, making me hit my back on the floor and choking on my own saliva, coughing, having trouble to breathe, he just made my situation more difficult by kicking me in the stomach, right after kicking my shoulder to turn me around.

“What if I cut your tongue out so you can't ever talk again? Huh? What do you think about it, bitch?” He let out a laugh, watching me suffer like that, he surely was enjoying it, “Say on my face, say those same words again. I dare you.” Subaru put his feet on my throat and started to make pressure, taking my breath away one more time.

He probably didn't even notice how much pressure he was putting on his feet, how hard he was stepping on my throat, I'm sure he just wanted to make me scared.

Screaming at me to look at his face but I couldn't because I felt too lightheaded, my vision was blurry and I couldn't focus on anything at all, it was until we heard a little ‘crack’, together with me feeling something snap on my neck.

Suddenly, he wasn't enjoying it so much. It was the most painful and agonizing three minutes of my entire life. I tried really hard, but I couldn't breathe, nothing came out nor came in, cold sweat trickled down my forehead, my vision getting blurry just like before, and the unique thing I could do was cry out for God just like my mom said I would.

...

I don't blame him, I was the wrong one, I was the one who provoked this situation, maybe I even deserved that, I was insensitive to him when it was the thing he needed the most.

It's just.. funny how he told me that my voice was the prettiest he ever heard, but he was the one who took it away from me.

A/N: R.I.P my girl (01-09-2011), she didn't even see blackpink debut. She actually lasted longer than I expected, 2 months living with them? She was a fighter. For those who didn't understand, she died of respiratory failure after Subaru broke her neck.

[wonolic]

My dialovers oc as memes

This post was inspired by @wonolic

I will make more to cope with S6 (last year of high school in Scotland)

And I also have one other oc in the works

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complexion of god chapter iii

“Your putrid scent gave you away. Now what do you want, you dog-demon.” Reiji’s voice sounded with a feeling of annoyance, his cold crimson eyes stare at a man with ash blonde hair and tanned skin.

Glimpse of hatred coats the man’s hazel colored eyes, he is appalled. The man’s once chipper mood turned sour as his cat-like eyes narrowed, feeling the little patience he had slip away from his body.

“I see you’re still as bitch-y as per usual. I came here to talk business, there’s no time for bullshit and you know this, Reiji-sama.” The two men stare eye to eye, their heights practically identical, with only a mere inch difference.

“Oi, where’s that woman?” A new voice chimes in, causing the two men to turn. Standing with hands in pocket, Ayato is eyeing the two power houses. “Oh shit. Ryo Soseki, where have you been, loca?” His bold green eyes glistened with mischievous innuendo.

“I hate— wait, woman? Who's this woman you’re talking about?” Ryo’s ears perk with curiosity, twitching with the sudden shift in the atmosphere. The energy itself was suffocating, it didn’t take a ‘dog-demon’ to notice that either.

“Ah, she must be the source of that warm vanilla scent. Truly intoxicating if you ask me.” Ryo smirks, maneuvering past the two, as he starts towards the end of the hall.

“Where do you think you’re going? You mutt.” Reiji sneers teleporting to him within moments, followed by the now angry redhead, Ayato.

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Her eyes flutter open, the sight of a pastel pink room surrounded her, stirring her with unease. ‘I wasn’t here before, who’s room is this?’ Pulling the covers from her body, [yn] slowly places her feet onto the cold ground.

The sounds of soft chiming attracts her attention. A large French door, glowing as it stands in the middle of the room. Though she could see through its windows.

She couldn’t help but question, why was there a door in the middle of the room anyway? The French doors display a field of flowers and a crimson moon.

She begins to ponder where exactly the door leads to. Without a second thought, her hands grab its handles and push the doors open. The scent of mildew and damp cloth greets her, twisting her face with a look of disgust.

‘This must be a dream.’

Her legs carry her through the doors’ entrance, stepping on damp grass as she finally enters the field of flowers and as the moon’s crimson light shines over her face.

Everything was beginning to feel too real.

Her eyes fixate on a man with snow white long hair and matching long white rabbit ears. Her face colors with white, as she notices his piercing eyes, burning into her skull, “Subaru?”. The man looked at her with a look of confusion. It wasn't Subaru, he didn't even look like him. His eyes were an emerald-green, his once white hair was now a crimson red.

“Heh, Subaru? Do I look like that idiot?” He asked, peering down at her, waiting for her response. [yn] shakes her head slowly before she rubs her eyes to remove the guck of sleep.

Her eyes meet the man’s figure once more, his once crimson hair was now blonde. He had the brightest of blue eyes, earbuds resting in his ears, “What a weird woman, come on, I'm getting tired standing here.” He mumbles, grabbing her hand, pulling her along down the field of flowers.

“W—where are we going?” she utters out, staggering to keep up with the now much taller man. His eyes glance at her confused expression,

“You’re not your usual self I see.” His sudden fast pace came to a halt, as they arrived at a small well kept cottage. “Come on, you’re probably getting sick.” Releasing her hand, he enters the house.

Only nodding, [yn] follows shortly after him. She watches as he disappears into a back room near the entrance of the kitchen.

She sits silently on the small sofa, her hands resting into her lap, as she looks around the cottage. She notices pictures of her and a man with crimson eyes and shoulder length white hair, his arm resting around her hips.

“Nfu, why are you following me, Bitch chan. You know I can't sleep without you.” The once tall blonde man was now much shorter, his hair as red as blood and bright green eyes.

“What’s going on?” She mutters in confusion, the man shrugs, “I figured you’d want to cuddle.” he smirks, putting his hand out for her to grab. She stands to her feet and follows him into the back room.

“You’re acting a bit off, don’t you think?” She turns to face him once more, his hair violet, and eyes a piercing violet colored eyes, accompanied with bags under his eyes.

“I guess so, I think I need to rest.” she says, resting against an iron coffin-like thing.

“You think?” His voice was unrecognizable, yet so familiar. With moments of silence between them, she flutters with a look of exhaustion. Her eyes practically rolling in the back of her, she collapses onto the ground beneath her.

“That was much easier than I thought.” Reiji struts into the room, as it begins to fill with every bridge except one, Subaru.

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Corina's physical appearance ! ⊂⁠( ･⁠◡⁠･⁠ ⊂⁠ ⁠)⁠ ∘ ˳⁠°

A/N: This is a remake of my original post about Corina's physical appearance with the new post style. Enjoy.

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𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 ⤸

When it comes to Corina's face, I don't imagine something specific, like “oh, she's korean”, “oh, she's american” or “oh, she's spanish”. In short, I wanted something youthful, with soft features, but that can be mature at the same time.

A face that's easy to remember, and, putting it on DL's lore, people at school would easily remember Corina as "angry looking girl" because her resting face seems annoyed. Like, Corina is very used to naturally pushing away people and making them not get closer to her, so it's like she does it unconsciously.

So, considering what we discussed so far, I would consider Clara Galle as Corina's face claim.

(gifs credits: @afalsegcd)

She maintains her hair short, generally in pixie cut or chanel hair, long hair doesn't match her at all. Corina's hair is something that she really likes to take care of. It's not like she uses expensive things or recipes on it to make it better, no; let's say her hair was born to be poor. It always ended having a better result with the cheapest shampoo from the drug store close to the church.

Corina thinks she doesn't really look like her mom at all. The truth is that she's a mix between her father and her mother, but of course she didn't realize that because she "never" met her father.

Corina barely had any pimples on her face, her face skin is really good and really healthy since before and after puberty. Has been wearing sunscreen since she was a child, so this is a good explanation on why her face skin is so good, or maybe it's just genes, she doesn't really know.

𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 ⤸

Now, about Corina's body, I would say she's an hourglass pushed to the inverted triangle because of her biceps and shoulders. They're obviously not big like Subaru's, but it's definitely defined.

That girl was unlucky with her metabolism. Even if she's mesomorph, and theoretically, she can both gain weight and lose weight easily, she's more inclined to the "losing weight part". That girl is hyperactive + after starting living in the mansion, she gained bad eating habits. Or she eats too much, or she eats too little, there's no in-between where she eats well.

She's not too small in her own concept. Yes, Yuma does tease her about being a bit too small for her age, or sometimes making comments like "Didn't you drink milk when you were a child?" (fun fact: Corina actually hates milk, so yea, she never drank it).

Shortly and straight to the point, she heights 5'1"/158m and weights 94 pounds/43kg.

Has some body hair, most of her body doesn't, it's more concentrated on her arms, even tho they're blonde. One time, Reiji said that “Ladies shouldn't have body hair” (old fashioned man getting on her nerves), Corina's reaction was rolling her eyes then answering “You aren't a lady but you barely have body hair”. Girl had to run for her life after because Reiji was deeply offended.

She has pretty pale skin, not paper-like, but the type of pale that even the slightest touch with pressure leaves a red mark. Has some beauty marks around her body, principally on her shoulders, neck and belly, not too much, but her beauty marks are there. Corina can easily get a tan and is sensitive to the sun, like, if it's a sunny day and she doesn't use sunscreen on her face, already expects her to have her face entirely red in the end of the day.

A/N: Thank you for reading, see you in the next post! 💗

[wonolic]

conclusion: I don't care about likes, I'll do it anyways. Thank you all for your likes, reblogs and support, I'll start by remaking Corina's contents.

God, I want to remake every single post on this blog because I don't like the aesthetic anymore, I feel like I'm better at writing + I have a better idea of how I want Corina to be, but I'm afraid I won't reach the same amount of likes the posts already have.

[wonolic]

Thank you so much for taking my request and also this may come out weird but I love reading about your OCS and also they're Aesthetics

Oh, darling, please, don't worry, this isn't weird at all! I feel really happy when I receive that kind of message, that helps me to stay motivated to create content for both diaboys and Corina.

I would say I already have some projects that I need to both start and finish, but I've been feeling unmotivated (I'm lying, I'm just lazy) and that has been killing me recently.

[wonolic]

God, I want to remake every single post on this blog because I don't like the aesthetic anymore, I feel like I'm better at writing + I have a better idea of how I want Corina to be, but I'm afraid I won't reach the same amount of likes the posts already have.

[wonolic]

I'm sorry if this comes out weird but if it's okay can I please ask for some head cannons with Yui but how would she be in a romantic relationship with Yuutsu

By the way she is an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my patreon

Tumblr and sorry if this request sounds weird again and you don't have to take it if you don't want to

Yui's relationship with Yuutsu ! 🌸

OMG, thank you so much for your ask! I'm really happy that you trusted me to do it. 🩷

I'm really sorry if I don't portray your OC like she really is, it's just that I never made a request like that before. I hope you enjoy it!

Yui is so in love with that girl she can't even hide it, it's like her pupils become heart shaped when she sees Yuutsu.

Yui would try everything to help her girlfriend out with her social anxiety problems and make her prioritize her own mental health. Yui would try hard to make

Yuutsu see she's not bothering nor a burden to her, also, would totally support Yuutsu and attend pride parades with her.

Yui finds it sad how Yuutsu is so self-conscious about her own body and feels bad about having a small chest, so Yui always tries to make Yuutsu see the good side of having small chest and how cute she looks with it!

She finds it incredible how intelligent Yuutsu is, always prizing her about it and asking for help/advice because she knows Yuutsu is the best giving it.

Yuutsu and Yui would try and do so many hairstyles on each other and it's such a cute moment between the two of them. I can totally see Yui brushing Yuutsu's long hair every night before they go to sleep.

They would totally watch anime together, principally Sailor Moon; would pick one night to focus on binge watching Nana, Sailor Moon and various magical girls anime while eating their favorite sweets and hugging.

Sometimes, she'll feel kinda nervous when around Yuutsu and doesn't know how to act, just a silly smile from Yuutsu is enough to leave the poor girl flustered.

When walking together, people would find their relationship cute because of their aesthetics that look like they complete each other + both of the girls are so pretty and sweet together it's almost impossible to not like them.

When Yuutsu is scarred/has nightmares and go to hide in her closet, Yui follows her, does her maximum to comfort Yuutsu and make her feel safe again, reassuring that she's there for Yuutsu and that she can count on her for anything.

Even tho I think Yui prefers dogs over cats, I do think she loves cats and that she would treat Snowball and Cinnamon as if they were her own pets and with the utmost love and care.

Yui is Yuutsu's fan number 1 and comments on all of her videos at least three times, like I said before, she supports her girlfriend in everything! Yui will even learn how to paint and decorate nails, just to make her girlfriend happy.

Sometimes uses Yuutsu's sewing machine when she can't find her stitching bag, and even tho Yui isn't skilled as Yuutsu when it comes to sewing, she tries to make some handmade gifts for Yuutsu.

Would frequently visit the maid coffee shop Yuutsu's work on, she'll be okay if it isn't Yuutsu who will serve her, but she gets so happy and puts such a large smile when Yuutsu is the one serving her.

Again, please, forgive me if I didn't do what you wanted or didn't portray your OC in the right way. Please, feel free to send more requests in the future! See you in the next post! 💗

[wonolic]

My opinion on Sakamaki's bodies, pt.1 ! (⁠づ⁠ ￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠ づ

A/N: I wanted to do more Sakabros content to make my masterlist a bit longer, so why not make a post about their bodies? 🥸 (pt.2 is here!)

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𝘴𝘩𝘶 ⤸

If you believe his body is like Subaru's, I just have one question... Why are you lying to yourself?

It's quite pretty obvious that he's the second slimmest brother of the Sakamaki house, he just lost to Kanato. Bro has a teenage body. At least he has 11 line abs, that is pretty sexy tbh.

Even tho I don't think he's muscular at all, I do think he has a pretty pair of forearms/biceps that stands out the most.

My bonus headcanon for Shu: He's one of the most hairy diaboys, but you can't see that because of blonde body hair. He even let a beard grow one time because he was too lazy to shave.

𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘫𝘪 ⤸

Reiji is neither slim nor muscular, he's in the middle. Likes to stay in shape for two reasons: 1. he's the king's son, he needs to stay in shape to be "presentable". 2. Because Reiji works sitting, he has to do some frequent light exercises + he still practices fencing, so that's why he's kinda defined.

Has both long torso and long legs. I'm pretty sure if he did go to school when he was a kid, he would probably suffer bullying because of it.

He has the best cake of the entire Sakamaki house, don't ask me how, not even Reiji knows how he has the best and biggest. Also, I don't want to hear anyone saying he doesn't!

To be honest, just like Kanato, I don't think Reiji has any scars/birthmarks around his body at all, or he has a big birthmark on his back that he simply hates.

𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶 ⤸

I see some dialovers here put Subaru as super buffed, but I don't really agree with that. In his character design from the official anime fanbook, it is specified that his body is more muscular and sturdy compared to his brothers, and there’s a difference in the thickness of the arms too, so I focused on it when searching for a body.

He has such a bad posture, Reiji tried everything to make him fix his posture or even just make it better, but this boy just refuses to fix it because he says it's his "bad boy pose".

As you can see in the pics, his back is huge and defined, but the killer point are his lower back dimples. He thinks it's a feminine feature, so don't point it out if you don't want an angry Subaru.

Bonus headcanon: I think Subaru has some faded hand marks around his neck because Christa used to try to asphyxiate him when he was a baby. Because she did it frequently, it resulted in those marks that simply don't go away.

A/N: I think it's clear who I stan with this post, ahahaha. Jokes aside, I think I liked this post, not sure. Anyways, See you in the next post! 💗

[wonolic]

Hi guys! It's me again, and I have another question from a dumb dialover: I remember that in one of Subaru's routes in one of the games, there was a part where he and Yui were walking back home, and a girl came asking Subaru if he didn't want to have some fun with her.

I even remember her(the girl) saying that he should dump Yui and go have fun with her, or something like that. In the end, Subaru sucked the girl dry and left her dead body in an alleyway(???).

Anyways, I've been thinking about it since I woke up and I need to know if it was some hallucination of my head or if it really was a real part on one of Subaru's routes?

Anyways, sorry if I misspelled something, that was it. Kisses. ^^💗