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iznsfw · 2 years

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beach sex with yena

Vacay Getaway

IZ*ONE's Choi Yena x Male Reader Smut

Categories | beach sex (obviously), public sex (again, obviously), daddy kink, bratty!Yena, a little bit of foodplay, ice cream date/vacay GONE SEXUAL, duck breast best breast, based ofc on Yena's Saipan vacation pics 🤤🤤

You thought it would be Kkura, didn't you? Well, not for now. Not until I finish it.

Yena here to heat the autumn.

Yena's yellow sundress beats the sun's rays. It's not as bright as the blinding gold ball in the sky, but Yena's general cheerful attitude puts it to shame. If the sun can personify itself too and run around the lands of Saipan as happily as Choi Yena can, then maybe you'd give the title of "biggest star" back to it.

But for now, you lean back in the wooden beach chair, put on your sunglasses, and smile defiantly in its face. Fuck you, I'm gonna have fun whether you like it or not.

Vacations are a treat that aren't usual nor cheap. You are always stacked up with work from your job, and Yena is often busy with her own schedules as an idol. The two of you have the money and wealth to have weekly vacations. Hell, you can even make a permanent vacation somewhere in the hills of Korea happen. But when schedules and tasks collide, a happy trip to a nice place is not always possible.

So when you and Yena spotted a nice free gap in your schedules, you took the opportunity immediately. The two of you searched and asked a few friends for a couple of pretty places to stay for a getaway from the industry, and all of them gave you the same answer:

Saipan.

Now you won't pretend and say that you knew about the place and had been there a few times because you had not even heard of it until now. And when the private plane set foot (or rather, wheel) on its beautiful landscapes, you wished that you knew about it earlier on. The place is beautiful; the people are incredibly kind, the food is top-notch, and the beaches have the prettiest shores you've seen in your entire life. And that's saying something since you've been to the Philippines.

If you read about this place all those years ago, you would have taken Yena here on every birthday. You would have gone hiking and ate at lush restaurants with her, a camera and a cocktail in both hands. You would have done plenty of fun things together.

But, as the folks like to say, it is better late than never. And you are grateful you discovered this beautiful place now because you are already deciding to return here in a couple months. Probably when the next day-off strikes. Yena obviously loves Saipan, too. You even took the pictures for her Instagram post, in which she wrote "I❤SAIPAN" for the caption.

And besides, she looks just as beautiful as the place. If not more.

Yena is taking multiple pictures of the view in her iconic yellow sundress. Her dark hair hangs behind her pretty bare shoulders in braids while the skirt hanging around her legs dances and whips with the wind. She's laughing too, and that adorable loud sound is all you needed to hear to be happy for the day. Not the delicious cocktails, not the gorgeous beach, just Yena's pretty laugh.

After all, she is your babygirl.

"Woooo!" Yena cheers. She turns around with her hands in the air, becoming one with nature. "Oh my God, this is soooo fun!"

It's been long since Yena had the time to enjoy herself like this. Shootings for her Animal Detective show and promotion weeks for her comeback are especially draining for her. She has to put on a childish smile for the camera and sing loudly while performing a tough choreography, every single day without fail. So to see her genuinely happy, and her full ducky lips constantly stretched into the sweetest smile ever, makes you happy too.

You rise from your chair and hug her from behind tightly. Yena beams in your embrace, leaning back into you as you kiss her neck and shoulders. "I'm glad you like it, baby," you whisper in her ear. "Want to come back here next year?"

"Of course!" Yena says with repeated nods. "I love it here. Maybe we should move here, too," she jokes at the end, cackling. But you hear a note of longing somewhere in her words, and you start to wonder if that might be possible, with her idol life in Korea and all.

"Well, never say never, right? Eat your ice cream now, Yena. It's gonna melt soon."

You hand her the wrapped chocolate popsicle after ripping the packaging open with your teeth. Yena accepts it happily. She dances around a little like a cartoon as she begins to eat her ice cream.

She's happily licking away at the delicacy while resting her figure against the fence barring the sea. But then she notices your lack of a delicious cold treat to bring some ice in your day. "You don't have an ice cream?" she asks concernedly.

You shake your head. "Nope. I wanted one, but they were already out. They said it's because there were plenty of visitors here yesterday. They didn't have time to restock."

"Oh! Well, that's too bad..."

"It isn't, don't worry."

"You don't want to share ice cream with me?" Yena offers kindly, showing you the chocolate delicacy.

"No, it's fine. You can have it. It's going to melt."

Melt.

Your words trigger a bright idea in Yena's brain. You knew that she was planning something the moment the familiar smirk settled in her cheeks. You just don't know what exactly she's scheming.

She is glad to show you, though. Yena maintains unwavering eye contact with you as she licks her ice cream. You notice the familiar way she's dancing her tongue around it, sucking it in her mouth as if it were something else. You swear that you've seen her do that to something before. It just wasn't an ice cream. It was—

Oh.

You glare at Yena, who's still diligently eating her ice cream lewdly with a knowing smile on her face. "Yena," you say firmly, "whatever it is you're thinking, forget it."

"What?" she asks innocently. Yena slips the chocolate inside her mouth. She slides it against her cheek and lets it poke the inside of it, then does it again with a lewd moan. "I'm... oh... not doing, a-anything."

"Yena, stop it. Now." God, she can be so immature sometimes.

"Ohh, fine."

Yena stops, albeit reproachfully. She flashes you an adorable pout, but even that doesn't move your heart a little. Yes, Yena's pretty. Even more than pretty, she's fucking hot. But you still have your morals. You're in public, and you don't want to ruin Yena's career just as much as yours just because of lust, even if you're alone.

"You're so mean, daddy." The impossibly adorable girl crosses her arms and sticks her tongue out at you like a child. "Because you're so mean, I don't even want to finish my ice cream anymore."

What a waste of food and money, you complain to yourself. The ice cream was so goddamned expensive. And now she's saying that she doesn't want to finish it up anymore? It's just insulting.

"Fine," you tell her. Roll your eyes at her childish behavior and reach out your hand. "Just give it to me. I'll finish it for you."

"Okay. But I don't want you to have it the normal way. 'Cause mean daddies don't deserve sweet things the way they are."

Her words and tone are enough to scare you. But what happens after just sets you into a rage of panic.

Yena holds her ice cream out directly under the rays of the sun. As expected, and to your horror, the ice cream begins to melt. The chocolate starts to melt off the rounded wooden stick and drip on Yena's chest.

"Yena! You're gonna get dirty!" You search your pockets in horror for something to wipe her skin with. Unfortunately, you don't have anything. You don't necessarily pack tissues with you, and you lost the only handkerchief at the coast.

Now Yena's chest is a mess of chocolate and ice. It's starting to reach the fabrics of her dress, so she quickly pulls it down. That is when the straps snap, and the whole upper part of the beautiful sundress has fallen right below Yena's breasts.

Your eyes are wide with arousal and horror. The sight of Yena's round, handful-sized tits is a welcome pleasure, but this isn't happening in the safety of your home, or at least a room. No, you're out in public, in the open land, where anyone who passes by can see the famous K-pop soloist Yena naked bust.

Yena stands there, dress hiked down to her stomach. She's pouting again. And her bust, redenning under the sunlight, is covered by a messy sheen of sticky sugar.

Her eyes hold a puppy-like adorableness. "I'm getting messy, daddy," she complains, as if it were an incovenience she did not bestow upon herself. "You'll have to clean me up..."

That was it. That was the final straw. Your feelings of panic and horniness are colliding with each other, so your mind is going hazy. You don't have a sense of decency nor morality anymore. Yena has made sure of that.

So you do what you do best:

You dive into Yena's breasts as if you were more hungry for them rather than the ice cream. That's fine, duck breast is one of your favorite meals. And your favorite music to accompany it is the tune of Yena's satisfied gasps and moans. So you make sure to eat of her till the "plate" of her skin is clean.

Your tongue travels along the slope of her breasts and is paired with your lips whenever you come across her round, erect nipple. It is hard from the wind, and cannot be covered because Yena isn't wearing a bra. Thus, you cover it with your own lips, sucking away the chocolate and the softness of her tit. Your hands grip the sides of Yena's perfect body while she moans ecstatically, head thrown back and mouth wide open.

"Fuck, that's it, daddy!" Yena exclaims. She gasps and sighs in pleasure, whimpering at your free hand busying itself with the task of groping and slapping her other chocolate-covered breast. She daringly raises her ice cream to her neck. From there, a new flow of sweetness streams. Of course, you attend to it immediately. You lick at her beautiful neck and breathe in the smell of her powdery perfume. It's almost as intoxicating as she is, sweet-smelling but with a side that drove you to lust for her carnally. To lust for her scent, her perfect tits, and her body. Her goddamned tight, sinful bodice.

Yena bites off a chunk of ice cream and presses her lips to yours once they come up for air. You immediately get what she's hinting at, and although you want to deny her of it so badly—because she truly doesn't deserve to be given what she wanted, when she is the one who became a brat out here in the open to get what she wanted—you do it anyway. You kiss her. You devour her. Your tongues swipe and curl around each other and the delicious ice cream, which somehow amplified the sexual experience in ways you didn't expect. Maybe it's because the ice cream is, like Yena's pretty mouth, delicious, or maybe foodplay is something that you've secretly wondered at before. It's perfectly reasonable to wonder if it feels good, because now it makes you and Yena groan and gasp like the two of you were in heat and cannot hold back anymore.

"Hunghh- ohhh!" Yena screams loudly when you suddenly slip a finger inside her. Her thighs squeeze around your hand, but they don't soften your pumps at all, no matter how much the two soft pillars splayed and crossed. Yena looks down at you fingering her underneath her dress, bites her lip while looking at your hot and bothered face, and decides to go on a mission to make you absolutely take her here, regardless of your morals and opinions about sex in public, or whatever pretentious bullshit you were opinionated about because of the pressure of work and the world itself.

There's no saying she'll fail. The ice cream between your lips and hers has smeared some of itself on her jaw and cheek. You take this opportunity to nibble at her jaw and swipe your tongue at it. Kiss her cheek till your lips are chocolate-colored instead of their normal pink, and take her with your fingers even with your erection knocking against her.

"Daddy! Fuck me, daddy!" Her words drive you on, as Yena pours more of the melted liquid on her chest. She's leaking so much precious nectar on your thrusting fingers. The way you devour her neck and skin like a hungry wolf and your wrist bumping her bundle of nerves just make it worse. She's crying out at notes she never knew she could reach, without any care for who watched or who saw. "Please, daddy, keep licking me! Keep punishing your bad ducky, please please plea—ah!"

Your slap on her breast causes her to whimper. But you don't care at all; all the effort you made to protect your reputation and Yena's has vanished from your mind. All you want to do is to slap the pretty tit till it's red and sore. Two slaps after, you bite her breast lightly, making her cry out. Then you dance your tongue all over the two irresistable circles so much that the chocolate has completely vanished. All that's left is your fluid on hers.

You squeeze her breasts harshly to make up for the loss of your finished tongue. You hold her close and kiss her shoulders and neck. "You asked for it," you harshly whisper in her ear. You can hear her gasp at your breath on her sensitive skin. "And now you're going to take it as I please. You hear me?"

"Y-yes! Yes, daddy!" Yena nods. As a reward, you quicken the pumps of your fingers in her snatch. Her hips jerk and she wails, finding that she can do nothing but wrap her arms around you and let you make her mount your fingers. "Please give it to me! I'll take it all... because I'm your good girl... only your good girl, please!"

She's told you explicitly that she wants you to give it to her. Over and over, in fact. And you, a good daddy, need to keep your promise.

So you take your fingers out from her contracting pussy. She whines regretfully, tears nearly filling with wistful tears, but she is especially gratified once again upon realizing the actual thing is going inside her.

Because that is what she had secretly lusted for all this time on the shore, right? To provoke you, to make you lose your mind and morals just to let your bodies touch. To find some relief that is more than relaxation. Choi Yena may be sweet-looking, but her mind is nothing of that sort. It's composed of scheming, lustful, and bratty ideas which you both despise and love, because you have to admit: fucking Yena out here in the open is a newfound kink you're clear on exploring.

Your jeans undo themselves. Soon, you're buried deep inside Yena's tight pussy. Her legs are wrapped around your waist like a ribbon, and she's pressed against the painted fence flushly. The first thrust, she hisses. The second, she curls her arms around your neck and whimpers. She's obviously not used to such harsh thrusts when the session has just started, but it is high time that she learned.

You pound away inside her, not bothering to do any extra foreplay. The ice cream incident already did that. Now, you're teaching her a lesson, pumping the anger that sparked in your body inside her tight cavern, letting it squeeze and tighten around you with no bother to even help her adjust.

"Nghhh, nghhhh, haaaah..." Mindless moans spill out of Yena's mouth. As you pepper soft kisses on her neck and chest, you note with utter satisfaction how well you're taking her that her naughty mouth, that once spoke of nothing but brattiness and whines, can only babble out nonsense. Even more so when you settle your thumb on her clit and rub away.

"Hnggg... aaahh! Daddy, I'm- I'm so full..." Yena raises the skirt to her tummy and watches how your large rod penetrates her too-small hole with dazed fascination. Her hole even tightens with the wind, making you hiss in satisfaction. "Look... look how well you're pounding your little duck. Please do it harder, please! She needs you- she needs you to fill her up and make her yours, please!"

Yena is yours. That's an obvious fact. But the pitchiness of her words in between gasps, as her round tits bounced in the air and her hole took more harsh assaults, turns you on even more. It's visible in your broken groans, your grip on her firm ass, and most importantly, the velocity of your thrusts.

But you gasp first, slowing your thrusts to let Yena see how her little pussy grasps at your dick, how it quivers and leaks with each thrust. And it is so goddamned hot—her hole is so tiny compared to your penis, and yet it stretches out to let it fit each time. The two of you can see how her pretty pink grips the flaccid intruder, as if begging it not to leave, and how it drips even more than the consumed ice cream. You give the nub above the closely-watched slit a harsh flick, which results in Yena's glistening pussy tightening the hardest it can.

Gather your breaths together to hold off your orgasm. "You see how much your princess pussy needs daddy's cock, Yenari? How much it needs to be fucking ruined out here in the open just to please your bratty self?" you ask the barely breathing Yena.

"Y-Yes." She nods tearfully, eyes still on your colliding sexes. "Yes, daddy."

"You see now why you need me to punish you? To teach you to keep"—thrust—"your"—one more—"fucking"—the harshest one yet—"word?"

Yena yelps lewdly with each stressed thrust. "Hangh! Yes, daddy! Please, I'll learn my lesson! Just make me cum, please! Make your Yenari cum!"

"Oh, trust me, I will."

Through the next rough poundings, a lesson is instilled in Yena. With each rough return and drag of your cock, she is taught something. She is taught though, pleasurable, it was a very daring and wrong idea for her to drive you to the edge like this. You stress this with the pounding her pussy suffers from behind, and the pressure on her hair as you use her twintail braids to maintain the rhythm of your pumps.

And the results come out in the grasp of her hands against the rail, the buckle of her legs, the cries from her mouth...

The climax she endures as you pump her more in search of your own.

Yena's thighs and ass are red from your hips slapping against them. Her plump lips still latch onto your fingers glistening with her juices. And now her pussy is filled with the white fluid extracted from your cock. Her legs are still shaking.

You gently ease out of your baby duck's cunt. As you study her ruined form and panting back, you sigh. So much for a peaceful vacation.

#izone smut #izone #kpop #kpop smut #choi yena #choi yena smut #yena #yena smut #male reader #reader insert #request #iz*one #iz*one smut

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audriel · 22 days

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hi audriel! Didnt know you had tumblr and had to double-check. I really love your fangrui fics on ao3! I noticed some were taken down? And thank you so much for always posting fangrui pics on discord!! Really appreciate it. Really like how approachable and friendly you are on discord, feels like talking to a friend who you can gush about fandom stuffs with, hope you have a good day ahead!

questions, when did you first started to like qzgs, and what made you do it? What are your top 3 fav chars? Did it ever change? What do you like about them?

hi anon! actually, i made my ao3 and tumblr account almost at the same time, so you're safe! i joined discord pretty recently, that's why i unfortunately lost my chance to use the name audriel there >_<

another fang rui lover! thank you! i'm glad you like them! <333

i'm just so happy that i found people who loves qzgs to gush over together. and to spread all the fang rui love. so thank you for being so kind and welcoming! it took quite a lot of courage for me to finally ask to join the server, and participate actively. it's thanks to everyone in the discord.

are you asking the moon in autumn? it's still there, but only accessible for ao3 users since it's a long fic, and i do have concerns for data scraping for fanfictions. if let's start thinkin' bout it gets long enough, i might end up doing the same. i might only unlock them for few days when there's a new update.

now onto your questions!

i'm pretty sure it's due to the pandemic. since i started to read a lot of korean webtoons/manhwa that's almost always adapted from webnovels, i ended up reading a lot of them during that time (there was not much to do but stay at home after all). however, they were very rarely completed. oh the horror. so i looked for recommendations and there was quan zhi gao shou/the king's avatar on the list. it's highly rated and reviewed, and it's completed! even though it's chinese webnovel and not the genre i usually read (online games, more so professional gaming), so i gave it a try, and boy i'm so very glad i do. i'm hooked.

it has everything i love to read in a story: a smart, powerful protagonist; rich, complex characters and world; and a wonderful storytelling.

the only downside? i'm late to the the fandom. QAQ

i think we all love ye xiu, it's no brainer right? he's perfect but also imperfect at the same time. his strength in character and in his belief is so admirable that i sorely wish i had a fraction of it. but at the same time as a protag, we didn't see much from his perspective. so he's not the character i resonate with the most. definitely top three, but not the top. qiao yifan was my best boi then. i can relate with his struggle the most. and i love seeing him learning and growing under ye xiu's wings. from the transparent tiny herb player to the most stable, reliable happy rookie. i'm so looking forward to the person he'll be in the future.

then there's fang rui. he's overshadowed by huang shaotian at first. huang shaotian is so lively, so distinctive, so difficult to look away from. so at the beginning my top three was qiao yifan, ye xiu and huang shaotian.

only on my reread that fang rui finally caught my eye. at first, he and huang shaotian look so similar and differ greatly with other oh so serious captains and god-level players in that they are bright and lively, and they are open with their emotions. but i end up thinking twice at the latter. huang shaotian is an open book, fang rui is not.

wait, wait are we reading the same novel?

fang rui feels like an open book, because we have seen his own perspective, we've seen his thoughts and emotions. but whenever we've got outsiders' perspective on him, fang rui is always playful even he performs badly. if anything, he acts out, hams it up, just like when he miscommunicated with mo fan or when he lost so badly that he sat in the corner to reflect. when he's troubled, most often he closes up, just like when lin jingyan approached him when tyranny dropped by or when he was so tired after beating xu boyuan.

meanwhile, huang shaotian can put up a public persona like the celebrity he is, but overall he doesn't really bother to hide how he feels, just like when he didn't want to talk after he lost in the finals and when he questioned yu feng after he went to hundred blossoms (even he got the first turn in beating up liu hao lol). in summary, huang shaotian is the real open book. we can count on him for being honest, and also being loyal. while at the same time, he's such an stealthy assassin and deadly opportunist on stage. it makes him such an appealing character and a favorite among the fandom.

but for me, the complexity and contrast of fang rui really caught my eye. that there's more to him that it meets the eye. which is admittedly my favorite type of character. it shows that he has an exceptional emotional intelligence, he understands emotions, his own and others, and he doesn't shy away from it, more so, he owns it. i have admiration for calm and composed characters, but i admire more those who obviously struggling with his emotions but still retain their calm and composure. and that fits fang rui to the t.

because damn, when we put it into context, fang rui has the hardest time in season 10. ye xiu (and qiao yifan) did have a hard time with their previous team, ye xiu can be also said as the reason for excellent era, his beloved team's demise. but the fans and later qiu fei gave him hope for the team to be reborn, then su mucheng joined him in happy, all he needs is to focus on the championship that he's back in the alliance. fang rui?

he has to leave his beloved team and account, then he transforms to a completely different class with a wholly new account, at the huge risk to himself, then he has to fight his former partner/mentor repeatedly until being the one to end lin jingyan's career. the latter feels dramatic, but considering how fang rui's performance is visibly affected by lin jingyan's decline, i'm not surprised if that's how it feels from his perspective. and yet... he gives himself the hardest time when he performs badly in the finals, for not giving his best for happy. he just wanted to return the trust given to him. even though he was exhausted, he still did his best to assure the team. i just... the moment i put things into perspective, i think fall in love right then and there, and there's no coming back from it.

so my current top three: fang rui, qiao yifan, and ye xiu.

i think there's a pattern right there. all three are happy. all three have transformed. all three have left their teams, not by choice. all have suffered rejections and come up victorious.

thank you for the wonderful ask! i don't mind if you have more questions! i enjoy it very much! i can do the same for you if you wish. just let me know!

#ask me anything #quan zhi gao shou #the king's avatar #qzgs #tka #fang rui

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fourseasonsfigs · 1 year

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Wenzhou Set 1 (Handcrafted)

Following up yesterday's Dong Fang Yuechu, we have this little Wenzhou set by this same, extremely talented artist.

If you think I can't get enough of this artist's hand-crafted figs, you'd be right! I have more on their way to me even now, including, yes, Wenzhou set 2.

If you haven't read yesterday's post, or if you haven't read this previous post where I talked about Mid-Autumn, Snow Mountain Edition, then you should know I bought this fig set from a fan artist on Xianyu that designs and creates Word of Honor / Junzhe figures. This set are made-to-order figs, meaning that she has this style up in her store and will make it when ordered. She says that she needs a few days to create the fig, but I've noticed that everything I've ever bought from her has shipped immediately, in-stock or otherwise.

These figs arrived wrapped in plastic wrap and cushioned with a bit of polyfill. I did have the warehouse wrap these in air column bubble wrap, since I don't trust something this small and delicate to anything else. Since it's just polyclay, it seems to be pretty resistant to breaking, but crushing damage would absolutely destroy it.

Unlike yesterday's fig, I gave these a nice dusting with my untrustworthy but still useful feather duster, and then brushed the travel lint off with a clean makeup brush. I did pretty well, although I did notice during upload of the pics that a few pieces of grass from the green grass base made their way onto the figs. It's just so hard to see - these figs very small, and my close up vision is not as good as it used to be.

How small you say? Tiny. So small! I'd say a little over half the size of a normal fig, not counting the bases. Here to illustrate relative fig sizes is our Ghost Valley Master. Thank you for your service!

I fell in love with this set immediately. Their faces are so, so cute!

The level of detail is all the more impressive for being so small.

Oh their faces. Just too adorable!

Hmm the detail on these pics are not astounding. The light I took them in wasn't great. I'll take some close ups too so you can actually see all the wonderful detail.

I really like how she did all the hair detail and of course both of their hair ornaments. I particularly love whenever fig makers replicate this particular hair tie of A-Xu's. It's so great!

The little poses with the hands are just so cute. We can't see much of A-Xu's face here since his bangs cover it up, but we can see Lao Wen smiling away!

Why not smile? He's walking along with his favorite person in the jianghu! Who also looks very sweet and happy! I just love them.

Swapping sides so you can get a better view! Alright, let's finish up the two up and down sides so we can get to the details.

Hehe, not too much to see here, although I'll note they look just as cute from this angle.

There we go! Onto the details. I'm going to bring these figs downstairs and see if I can't get some better light somehow.

Well I'll tell you what, the better light did an exceptional job of showing me where I hadn't dusted all the lint off! My goodness. I went back and cleaned it up, but ignore any stray bits. Hopefully this gives you a good amount of detail of his beautiful waist ornament and the painted detail on his robes.

His hairpin is so beautiful I had to show you a picture of it. Just for something like this, can you imagine how long it took to make? To keep referring back to the costume to make sure it was perfect in every detail? Just incredible.

He's so beautiful I just wish my photographic (and dusting!) skills were up to the task. I see my camera decided to focus on his lovely costume instead of his expressive eyes, but hopefully this is at least a little bit better than the further away ones.

Yes, A-Xu, you're perfect, and you've never done anything wrong in your entire life. No I will not be taking any other opinions from the jianghu, thank you!

His hair tie is perfect. I really like how she modeled his hair here, it's lovely. You can see the details and beautiful lines of his robe here - even the sleeves are so artfully done.

Just so delightful. I'm so happy with these figs! I can promise you when the next set arrives, they too will jump to the head of the fig-posting line.

Material: PVC modeling clay

Fig Count: 357

Scene Count: 24

Rating: Just two zhiji out for a stroll on a beautiful day!

[link back to Master Fig Index for more posts]

#wenzhou #wen kexing #zhou zishu #ah xu #lao wen #word of honor #word of honor merch

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fizzingwizard · 1 year

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are you ready xD for some self-indulgent screenshots of the house Moomin builds in my snufmin ficlet from some months ago, A Promise of Snow, which I tried my best to reproduce in the Sims

Some game-related limitations: I just couldn't make the house as small as it should be. It really should be more square than rectangular. The light wood is Snufkin's "alcove" (which is an addition, not an alcove xP) and it should be half that size. And the upper floor should be just a dormer, not a whole floor, but my sims needed space upstairs.

The porch was meant to stretch all the way across, but I didn't like how it looked. In sims if your house is too boxy it ends up looking stupid. Same reason why it's more cluttered. Overall I like how th build came out though. I was so patient, waiting for my game to hit autumn before I took pics hahah.

Interior and extras under the cut.

The inside of the alcove. I love, love love love the window. Just imagine sleepy Snufkin curled up in this bare, cold room under the window...

Entry to the main house. Little rustic dining table. Homemade, hand-painted furniture. Moominmamma's influence in the kitchen. Mouse hole caused some theatrics in game lol

Through the archway into the living room. This is pretty much just how I imagined. The piano, though, is a game-only touch. Gotta give your sims things to do or they play video games on their phones aaaall day, even if you gave them the "hates video-gaming" trait. Lovely fireplace, although it's too grand, but none of the smaller ones really had the right vibe.

And a delicious looking autumnal spread - party food? :3

The ending scene when it starts to snow ^^- I just love the lighting and wish my computer could handle Sims at higher graphics settings...

Some extras!

Bedroom - in my idea for the fic, the bed is a pull-out couch and upstairs is just a small attic with not much in it. But in game things take more space and I definitely didn't want the murphy bed. So I made a bedroom upstairs and based it on how I decorated Moomintroll's room in my Moominhouse build.

Piano nook because it may have nothing to do with the story but it is so pretty.

Picnic! Idea that I stole after salivating over plantsimsgirl builds

Of course the house is by the sea. It's meant to be kind of high up on a hill, with a bit of a winding walk down to the shore and some trees in the way. But I love this lot in Windenburg and it's really too small to do a lot of terrain editing, so we just imagine.

And a sweet November evening moment of snufmin <3

I had a lot of fun building this instead of you know doing other more important things xP But you can't imagine the difficulty I had shooing neighbors away. (Because this is a generic lot, not residential/rental, so the public can just come in.) I didn't want a fence because snufmin!!! so I had to keep putting dressers in front of the doors when I took photos to keep people out hahaha

#sims #sims 4 #moomin #snufmin

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starthecozy · 2 years

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tag some mutuals you want to get to know better!

Thanks for the tag @appalamutte!! I remember there's another tag I should be doing soon, gotta check my mentions again >v>

favorite time of year: I like autumn! It happens at the end of March here (I'm at the southern hemisphere) a bit after my bday + it brings a more enjoyable weather for me! The winds are cooler and soon winter is coming up making everything even more cozy. 🍂

comfort food: Rice and mashed potatoes! The good old "hospital food", I'm afraid lol. The "neutral" taste of it it's very calming and comfortable for me 🍚

favorite dessert: Hmmm anything with chocolate tbh. I don't have a fixed one in my mind, but if it has chocolate or coconut I'll probably love it uvu

things you collect: I used to collect shells as a kid! Nowadays I collect hobbies, I think lmao I have folders with different subjects filled with info of it, be it languages, history, DIYs projects and such

favorite drink: Don't have a favorite one, I'm afraid 🤔

favorite musical artist: Ohh I love so many artists, even tho I don't follow any of them closely lmao I would say Aurora! I love her songs, from melodies to lyrics. Her work is amazing

last song you listened to: Stromae - Fils de joie

last movie you watched: According to my notes, it was Spider Man: No Way Home! I've watched late July for the first time 🏃‍♀️ I don't follow Marvel so closely anymore but really liked this one, for the old times :,)

last series you watched: Moon Knight! I enjoy Oscar Isaac's works and the series was so cool! I didn't know the character's backstory so I was so shocked when everything was Revealed 😂

series you’re currently watching: What We Do In The Shadows! Its short episodes are so helpful to keep me tuned 😭 I'm finding this season (4th) the funniest so far, (apart from the absolutely crimes they're doing to dear Marwa-) I'm really enjoying it!

current obsession: For this last month it was: french (the language. A new PHF team from Montreal was announced and I took the opportunity to go back to it heh); hockey; the Stray game (the one with the cat and the cool robots, who have my whole heart). But for this nice month of September, who knows?

a dream place to visit: I could think of many cools places I've seen pics of but what I really want to do on the near future is visit illustration events on other states 😭 It's great for networking and just!! Illustration events!!

a place that you want to go back to: I really want to go back to my hometown and visit the museums and attractions again. I enjoyed it when I was little and lived there but I think I would enjoy even more now that I'm adult!

something you want: Because I'm watching the finals right now, I want more visibility for women's (and other identities) hockey :, ) why the IIHF Women's Hockey is happening with so little broadcasting? It's only available on US and Canada, I'm having to watch on the good old 💀 because there's no way to watch it here even when I'm willing to pay for it. 😭

currently working on: I'm finishing this last commission and working on a collab event of the hobbit community (a project from @fellowshipofthefics)! The other projects are already done, just not released yet :>

Suggesting it to @lordoftherazzles , @dimdiamond , @sunnyrosewritesstuff , @vtforpedro , @thotinshield , @astridwrynn , @i-did-not-mean-to and anyone who wishes to do it!

#I wish I could remember more often which mutuals i see answering these tags lol #I don't tag more because i dont know who likes it? anyhoo u.u #thank you! that was fun!#tag games #star talks

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forestgeitart · 2 years

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i got tagged! by @flightspathfic in an art version of “five favorite fics you’ve written”. so here are my five fave pics i’ve drawn, bearing in mind i haven’t completed a piece in ages and my style is going somewhere completely different now. but i can’t exactly post sketchbook ~vibes~ so! here we go, in no particular order -

something randomly evocative like coiling snake - ronsey, rated: E. it’s the culmination of my previous style and i’m super excited about it - the detail, the background, the growth *chef’s kiss*

does this count as a hayride? - pynch, rated: E. peak weird geometry style! playing with light, right at home in my comfort-colors and autumn vibes

gleaming nights - roah, rated: G. idk, this was just so fun and different. i like the story in it - surprisingly un-smutty. like... a different tenderness. surprised myself there! but that’s why i like exchanges and events, there’s always fresh inspo

giftwrapped - pynch, rated: M. love how the composition turned out and how the monotone just *works*. also just love @creativefiend19 and had a great great time surprising them with it hehehe good memories

warm me to the core - pynch, rated: E. another red bondage piece, what can i say - faves are faves. i wanted to include this one because it’s so simple/so low-effort and yet does exactly what i wanted it to with the post-coital aftercare tenderness. love that for me, wish all Great pieces took this little time and effort

(honorable mention to that one adam/kavinsky piece with almost the least kudos of all my drawings, you’ll live on in my heart)

oof. this was difficult but also a fun distraction :) thanks again! i don’t really hang out in the fandom all that much anymore but maybe... @gaychaosdemon ? would you like to take a shot at the tag?

#tag game

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primavera8586 · 1 year

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first week of 2023

jan 1 - jan 7

last week, kim seonho staffs' instagram account announced that they are going to upload daily unseen photos of kim seonho that they took in 2022. be it seonho in the woods, rivers, mountains, beaches.

so a week has passed, and we got seonho's pictures from this woods that they took (possibly) on last year's autumn. it's full on pictorial mode. very pretty, both the person and the picture quality. one can only wonder what these pictures were actually for.. either it was taken for this exact purposes or whether they wanted to use this for other things but decided to change the use. either way, i'm grateful for seonho and kimsda's (short way we call the IG handle, hehe) efforts and commitments. posting daily is not an easy thing to do..

anyways, on the first day of january, we got a photo of seonho wearing this brown jacket looking up to the horizon above.. a promising start on the new year day.

seonho went through a lot of things during autumn in 2021 and it's so nice seeing him posing around, smiling, during the same season last year.

like i said, he actually went through a lot of things, still, he managed to achieve lots! i can't keep track of everything but he got a new theater work credited next to his name (playing as joe in daehakro's adaptation of touching the void) and bagged several awards too.

he also finished shooting his film debut with director park hoon-jung, whom immediately casted seonho again for his next work. i don't want to expect much but surely, i am waiting for their collabs to finally premiere and air on the cinema near my home!

he too, did his first offline fanmeeting in seoul. his agency originally planned it only for a day but the tickets was sold so fast and easily they decided to add another day :)

the fanmeeting itself was very "intimately" concepted. no big bombastic events, no spectacular guests, nothing really big. the big thing that was felt was seonho's gratitude. those were two days full of love, i think. i didn't watch it (of course!) but many attendees shared *some* clips and pics from the event, and from those crumbs alone we can feel his sincere gratefulness and respect. my love for seonho got bigger that day.

now let's talk about him in this woods. i really like how his eyes glimmer. how sun shines on him. i wish those melancholy eyes to see all happiness the world bring. really, i hope 2023 is always going to be good and kind for seonho. i wish him to finally get the good things he deserve, to be able re-taking everything that was robbed from him before.

♥

#kim seonho #kim seon ho #kimseonho #김선호

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News Archive, Part 3

november 2011

press clippings!

october 2010

autumn marches on. october contained two interesting events for my own worst enemy. first, at the cantab, we returned for a one night only show as the 'classic lineup' with john cahill on drums. we featured mostly the songs off no guarantees and it rocked! second, we headed back to the beloved verdant studio in athens, vermont for first of many sessions, again with pete weiss at the helm. it's as good a time as any to start working on a new record, ain't it? here's a nice pic of verdant, where the magic happens...

january 2010

two great ways to start off the new year...first, we sold out the lizard lounge on saturday night (opening for mars' cd release) and second, michelle from www.bostongroupienews.com posted a great pic from the show on their website...thank you lizard, mars, michelle & the folks at bgn for all the support!

november 2009

very nice to find some kind words in this month's NOISE magazine from one of the legends of the boston music scene, the one and only liz borden...

september 2009

kind of a cool very thing here, sue was selected as "miss september" for the club bohemia calendar; all the credit goes to mickey bliss for the photo, calendar design, and for having impeccable taste in subject matter. check it out...

january 2009

can you believe we have been playing music together for 11 years? 2008 was capped off with an invitation to perform at the weisstronaut's 10th annual holiday bash at church, and it's fair to say that a very good time was had by all. mowe contributed one holiday original, "all i want for christmas (is a shot and a beer)" and took a stab at several rockin' holiday classics: john lennon's 'happy chrsitmas (war is over)', the pretenders '2000 miles', joni mitchell's 'river', the dogmatics 'christmastime' and last but not least, 'do they know it's christmas' by band-aid! extra-special thank yous go out to our guest vocalists (you know who you are...) and in case you're wondering, my own worst enemy's christmas wish CAME TRUE: nbc network has officially cancelled that awful tv show that stole our band name.

august 2008

well it's never a right time for some shameless self-promotion, so here we go....total action has garnered a couple great reviews in recent local and national press. on our press page, check out what north carolina's indie-music.com and somerville's northeast performer has to say. for those not so much into reading, you can hear it for yourself on itunes or at any newbury comics, where total action is only 10 bucks. or cut out the middleman and get a copy at one of our upcominig shows: friday sept. 19th at the castle bar (with the prime movers and the in out), or saturday oct. 11th at the cantab (with red invasion, mars and the lyres). details are on our shows page.

june 2008

after a brief absence, total action has returned THE NOISE radio chart, #7...

he noise top 30 radio chart is based on the amount of radio airplay given to local releases. it is compiled by radiotony using playlists from WAAF, WBCN, WFNX, WMBR, WMFO, WTCC, and WZBC.

march 10, 2008

total action has cracked THE NOISE radio chart, entering at #6...

the noise top 30 radio chart is based on the amount of radio airplay given to local releases. it is compiled by radiotony using playlists from WAAF, WBCN, WFNX, WMBR, WMFO, WTCC, and WZBC.

march 1, 2008

my own worst enemy made three 'best of 2007' lists from NOISE writers. thank you francis (#8), Nancy (#7 & #10) and Rita (#4)

february 2008

with the record release show and holiday festivities in the rear-view mirror, we supppose it's time to look ahead to the new year. and speaking of new, total action was recently picked up by newbury comics as a new release, and is available in all locations for the wicked-cheap sale price of $7.99. of course you can also buy it digitally or in person at a show. the choice is yours. check out the records page for all the details. also kick-starting the new year...three upcoming shows for you to chose from. hope to see you there!.

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f-sews-whatever · 2 years

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Hey, long time no see. I swear I've been sewing. I just haven't put all the projects in the past year on this blog.

I made a 1943 playsuit set (a shirt-romper and a skirt with buttons on the front) in chartreuse for spring & summer, a man's button up shirt with the same cotton fabric for my dad, a rayon crêpe summer dress (ended up not too fond of it) & a white rayon slip. I've also moved city, thus leaving the unfinished yellow banyan project behind. Sorry, it won't be done this winter. We'll see if the new ofmd season will reignite my passion.

I'm currently on a 1959 woolen dress project. I've got the original physical vintage pattern for a couple years now, but I never made it exactly in the intended style, so I'm excited to really follow the patterns for the first time. I'm making it with a dark gray suiting wool in my stash. I got it on a good deal, because it was the last 3.3 meters of the roll. It's 100% wool and supposedly imported from Japan.

(a pic of the pattern I'm working with. I'm making it with three-quarter-sleeves & a flare skirt for this autumn.)

I've decided to be patient and do all the "good practices" with this project: tailor's tacks, basting, under stitching... all that jazz. Man, how I'm already regretting it!

(All the tailor's tacks I took out tonight. I think they're quite pretty in a tin.)

I'm also improvising a lining for the bodice portion. It's not in the pattern instruction, but I can't see how the dress could get away with seldom washing without a lining.

Wish me luck!

#sewing #project update #the 1959 wool dress project

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mikkock · 4 years

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finished one my very late daisuga week pictures lmao only like one left since i mashed two days’ prompts for this one cuz i didnt kno what to do uwu

it feels to late to tag n im shy n anxiety n all, so this is now just Regular indulgent daisuga fanart uwu. they stay cosy as home n cuddle while it rains the frick up outside. in big warm marshmallow blanket. peak fluff indulgence here.

#haikyuu #daisuga #fanart #the lil badly written v slightly visible kanji in that corner is that one haiku by matsuo basho #that goes like 'sky white we chill we in the house its the evening its autumn'#starts in tsukishiro ya if u wanna look it up idk that space was empty i needed smth to fill it up i thot aight poetry #i was going insane with that secondary light cuz it looks!!! so pink!!!! i couldnt get it to be oRANGE n work with the palette #so ig they got a pinkish lamp. its ok decorate ur house as u wish gays #i hav the last pic almost done but i forgot the file at school im stupit lmao i took the wrong psd home with me n turned off the school pc #so i cant even distance access it to steal the file back #so ill have to finish it next week ig #daisuga week is every week when u finish the art late as fuck #also yo i spent so long painting their faces somehow i totally lost all my skill in drawing handsome dudes which like #nooooo twas my only skiiiiilll come back #i gotta regain the balance of stark shades n smooth shades that achieve the realistic pretty face #anyway just look at suga's silky lookin hair its so shiny #adn the rimlight on the blanket at the top dang those pointy edges sEXY #them's hands too u may look at them #the rest turn ur eyes away it is not my best work but its the best i pulled out of this prompt n it took weeks so!

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daantaat · 5 years

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that’s her, that’s the moon 🌕✨

#took this pic like 3 hours ago #wish i had a zoom lens that went a little bit further #but she’s pretty anyway~#my post #k.txt #happy mid autumn festival #eat lots of mooncake :)

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rstarsims3 · 3 years

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Summer and autumn in Port Valentine.

Happy to say that the world is 95% done. It still needs some fixes. but those are esthetic and not functional (okay, I might need to redo the public pool because the existing one sucks)

I did have some issues with it and that delayed its completion, because it got me so frustrated that I had to put this project aside for a while. One issue was duplicated NPC in the LN apartments. Turns out it was my game and not the world itself causing the issue (it also duplicated NPCs in my legacy save-> same sim, same name, same role/s. Annihilated one of them with Nraas and the other one vanished too 🔽 ).

I’ll make a separate post for the second issue, because there’s a lot to say (it’s about broken footprints).

Anyway, I’ve been testing PV for a bit and it’s so refreshing playing with the unmodded version of the game. I had forgotten some of the behaviors sims display in some circumstances 😄 😁

Also this:

(pics were taken while playing with both vanilla and modded game)

Sims appear to love the nightlife in Port Valentine. Found them everywhere (clubs and bars that were tagged by the game as hotspots, that is). In all saves I’ve been controlling only one sim. The rest of them just like to partaaayy! 🤩 🥳

And...

These sims are actually a population I drafted for this world because it was off-putting loading an empty city-themed world. It took me 3 whole days to create 17 households. Add to that a day and a half for the flyover....Yeah, sometimes I question my own sanity too...

I feel like there should be even more sims in this world since I also included some celebrities, but it’s a medium world after all so 17 households should suffice. Appaloosa Plains has the same number of families.

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Oh, and sorry for my absence/lack of posts but I’ve been sick and had to see a handful of doctors. They were all telling me the same thing but none of them managed to completely treat me. Now I’m almost there, but even healing it’s a process so I’ve got to be patient, I guess 🤔 😉

Right, I also might have lost all my downloaded CC, saves, series, etc. since I had them on a external HDD. Found someone who’s been able to fix his, but I haven’t had any luck so far. I wish external hard disks would come with a built-in system that alerts us to make a backup a few days before they’re done for (as long as the manufacturers can’t make them last more than a couple of years, that is)

Anyway, I hope you’re all doing well! 🥰 😘

See ya later!!! 😘

#activity #ts3 simblr #ramblings #ts3portvalentine

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queenmuzz · 3 years

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Happy Mother's Day

I'm terribly sorry, this is supposed to be a happy day between mothers and their children, but you know how I am... Note: Set Between DMC4 and DMC5

Nero’s legs wobbled with numbness as he cautiously got off the bike, making sure that the motorcycle wouldn’t tip. He really didn’t want to bring it back to Lady with a ding in it. But when she had offered it to him to borrow, he couldn’t resist taking it for a spin. The vehicle was a beaut, lovingly taken care of, and...very, VERY fast. How that waif of a woman was able to hold on for dear life, he had no idea.

After he had steadied himself, he looked at his destination and frowned, looked down at the paper in his hand, and looked back up. The address was a match, but this place, right smack in the middle of downtown Redgrave, looked like a dump. A decrepit skeleton of what had once been a magnificent manor that looked abandoned for decades. Even though it looked like a prime location for a demon hang out, Lady had insisted that Dante wasn’t on a job. Nero had gotten the feeling she really wanted him to find the elder demon hunter.

Confused, and more than a little curious, he passed through the broken down wrought iron gate towards the house.

The overgrowth was tall and suffocating, but Nero noticed, just before what had been the entrance, a new path going to the left had been created, freshly trampled grass going around the corner. Nero didn’t see any other sign of disturbance, so this is probably where Dante had gone. So, he trudged along, wondering why of all places the man would have come here.

He pulled around the corner, and instantly came to a stop. Unlike the rest of the property, this area here had been recently maintained, the grass recently shorn (Nero had a sneaking suspicion it was Rebellion’s doing) A large oak tree, with bright green newborn leaves, cast a lovely dappled shadow upon the ground. And beneath the aged trunk was Dante, his back to Nero, facing a pair of granite stones. It took a few moments for Nero to realize...not stones… gravestones.

“Lady,” Dante didn’t turn around, “I told you that I didn’t need you here. I’m fine…” Nero caught the scent of flowers, specifically roses fluttering in the breeze. The young man awkwardly coughed, startling the man in red.

“Sheesh!” Dante rapidly turned around, revealing that the scent came from a bouquet of red roses in his hand. Well, nearly all red. In the middle of the bundle, was a single blue rose. “Didn’t expect to see you here kid! Heard Lady’s bike rumbling down the street, so I thought she was sticking her nose where it didn’t belong.” “Yeah,” Nero said, scratching the bridge of his nose. Had Lady used him as a tool to get to Dante? “You weren’t in the office when I came by, but Lady let me use her bike, and gave me directions to...this place.” He didn’t know the significance of this area, but it was probably very important to Dante.

“Did she eh...?” he murmured, slightly annoyed, slightly resigned for some reason.

“Yeah, Kyrie told me I needed to get out of Fortuna, to take a break from rebuilding Fortuna. And the only place on the Mainland that I knew about, was your place.” That was partially the truth. Nero had also wanted to ask if Dante would be interested in a business idea that Nero had come up with: A mobile franchise using the Devil May Cry name, centered in Fortuna, but he had the feeling that this was not the time nor place to bring up business matters.

Dante chuckled, and looked down at the roses he was holding. “I guess Lady didn’t tell you why I was here.”

“Nah, and I didn’t ask.”

“Welp,” Dante rolled his shoulders, the joints popping. “Might as well get this over with. You know what day today is?”

Nero was perplexed. It was just another Sunday in May. He shrugged.

“Ah, maybe they don’t do it in Fortuna. Here, today is Mother’s Day. Where kids and adults spend time with, and thank the women that raised them, and well… I’m visiting my mom.”

Nero felt the pieces of the puzzle falling in the place. Fortuna’s version of Mother’s Day was during the autumn, and Nero hadn’t really cared much about it, considering his background. But to Dante, the day was more significant.

Suddenly, he felt the yank on his sleeve, and before he knew it, Dante had dragged him towards one of the gravestones, the one that was older, and slightly more worn. It was simple, no words on it, but there was flowering climbing roses carved along the edges. The one stone beside it was similar, but newer, and there were no roses, just intertwined climbing thorny stems.

“Hey Mom, I’d like to introduce you to that kid I was telling you about. This,” he pushed the boy further in front of the stone proudly, “is Nero.” He stood there, partly awkward and partly proud at the thought Dante had talked to his mom about him. Dante hadn’t mentioned his mom much, but Trish had helpfully filled in the blanks when Nero had asked why Dante had a pic of her on his desk.

“Oh, that’s not me...that’s Eva, Dante’s mother. It’s complicated, but I was created by Mundus to look like her, to lure him into a trap many years ago. She was very important to him, and while I don’t quite understand it, I know that she loved him dearly she loved the bot-”

She’d been interrupted by Dante coming in the office, and Nero hadn’t pried further.

Nero tried to come up with some words “Uh...hi.. It’s nice to meet you.” God he sounded like an idiot.

Thankfully, Dante swooped back in. “She was a wonderful woman. You’d think she was soft and demure, but the moment you pissed her off, she was as hard as steel. I can still feel her pulling on my ear when she caught me sneaking into the cookie jar before supper.” He chuckled and winced as he rubbed his earlobe, “A fantastic cook, a wonderful violinist and… an irreplaceable mom.” Dante’s voice trailed off, and for a moment all that could be heard was the rustling of the wind through the grass. Strange, despite never meeting her, with no connection to this family, Nero had a feeling he...belonged here.

“She would have adored you…” Dante murmured softly, startling Nero. He turned to find the older man with a wistful, almost melancholy look on his face.

“Huh?”

Instantly, that softness, that rare glimpse of something seldom seen, was locked up behind a steel grin. Dante laughed. “It’s nothin, just me talking without thinking. So, what about you? You’re on the Mainland now, best time to talk about your mom.” Dante must have seen his sudden scowl, and placed his hands up in surrender, realizing this was a sore spot. “Doesn’t have to be your blood mom. Can be any woman that helped you grow up!”

“Well,” Nero mused, “There was Cecilia, Kyrie’s mom,” he explained, “she was a heck of a woman. When Kyrie brought me home after I’d gotten into a scrap with the other kids at school, when they took my lunch, after she made sure I was okay, she gave me a ham and cheese sandwich on two pieces of fresh bread. She was a baker by trade, you see. And every day after that, when school was day, Kyrie would bring me to her, and Cecilia wouldn’t let leave until I couldn’t eat another bite. She was always looking out for me afterwards. Making sure I got my school work done, mended my clothes, and then when the Orphanage didn’t have clothes my size, she got Credo to get me measured up so she could get me several sets of clothes. But most of all…” he continued, trying to figure out why his eyes were getting all watery. Must be from the newly cut grass. “Unlike the rest of the island, she never judged me, never made me feel like I didn’t belong. I…” he took a deep breath, “I would have been proud to be called her son-in-law. But she never got the chance to see Kyrie and me grow up, to become a couple… Maybe if I had been there when the demon attack...” he trailed off, feeling a bit lost and alone. He couldn’t feel the same pain as Kyrie or Credo had, but there was pain nonetheless. He was surprised by a firm hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see the older man giving a smile of sympathy.

“I kinda feel where you’re coming from. My mom, she died in an attack too…she died protecting me from demons.” That smile vanished as Dante looked down at the gravestone...not this mother’s, the one beside it. “Our positions should have been switched” he murmured softly, grief on his face, “things would have been so much different, so much better...” Nero was perplexed. Was Dante wishing he had died so his mom had lived?

“Well, if she’s even half the mom you claim her to be, she’d probably be happy that you’re alive, strong enough to protect yourself, and others….” Nero tried to say what he was feeling, and it seemed to be what came from his heart. It seemed to do the trick, because Dante had perked up, and that mask of a grin was nowhere to be seen.

“You’re a good kid, Nero.” Dante said, and rubbed Nero’s head, laughing at the halfhearted scowl that earned. Dante looked up at the sky, the noon sun shining happily down. “Welp, I’m famished.... How bout we get our asses- I mean butts, sorry mom, back to the office and order some pizza. I’m pretty sure Lady owes me a couple boxes of them, for what she’s done…” Dante glared at her bike, barely visible from their location. Nero didn’t quite understand, but he’d never turn down free food.

“You go ahead, bring that bike back to her, tell her I’ll be there a bit later, just have to do a…” Dante looked down at the pair of graves. “A few more things to spruce up the place.”

Nero nodded. Obviously, Dante deserved some privacy, this was his mother’s resting place, so he turned to leave, his stomach already growling at the thought of pizza. He slightly worried he was turning out like the old man. Next thing he knew, he’d be having questionable tastes in fashion, and have a penchant for shooting old men in the head without explaining beforehand that the guy was trying to take over the world. Strange, he thought as he got on the bike, and looked back at the manor. It didn’t look as decrepit and creepy as before. Instead of a carcass of a house, it was a dignified memorial of happy times long since gone. A place that seemed to welcome him to return as often as he’d like. As he drove off, he remembered that he’d forgotten, in all the emotional unloading, to ask about the other gravestone….

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When the sound of Lady’s engine had finally faded away, Dante let out a breath that he’d been holding in for longer than he thought. Damn Lady, trying to get him to break down and tell the kid the truth. Well, there had been a few close calls, a few words slipped out, but that façade had been maintained, with the kid none the wiser.

He looked down at the bouquet in his hands, and then at the grave before him. “He’s a great kid, like I said.” He sighed, “I know you’re probably disappointed at me for not being truthful, you were always a big stickler for ‘Honesty’ but…” he pulled out the single blue rose out of the bouquet, and spun it between his fingers. “Bad stuff happens to us Spardas. You, me…” he placed that blue rose before the newer gravestone, “Vergil.... I just don’t want that to happen to him. The less he knows...the better. He deserves the stability that we never got...” He placed the roses down, and knelt down, eye level to the grave.

“I hope, wherever you are, that you’re at peace, and that he’s with you, so you can tell him what I never could, that he was loved just as much as you loved me….” His forehead touched the cool stone, and a few drops of water splashed onto the crimson blooms.

“Happy Mother’s Day”

#Devil May Cry #Dante #Nero #Angst #my writing

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