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emkini · 1 year

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Zuko and the masseurs be talking mad shit about certain high ranking Fire Nation military officials

(Based on a scene from @muffinlance’s Salvage that has unfailingly made me laugh every time I read it)

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[Text in cursive because I always think mine is legible but you never know: Come collect your child. - Madame Sun]

[Text behind Hakoda: I am not going to murder this boy I have put too much work into keeping him alive]

#'you went to brothels. to gossip'#iconic behavior honestly #don't mind me I'm just rereading my favorite fics for fanart material #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla fanart #zuko #hakoda #bato #salvage #em draws #fanart of a fanfic #also I just realized I swear in like. all my comics #sorry y'all adfhdhsdfd #I will not lie I drew this while listening to the SIX soundtrack #for some reason. it vibed

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my-maehem · 11 months

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“I never want to let go…”

“Then don’t… never let go… don’t let me go…”

“Not until we die…”

She’s not dead— I swear it…

I wasn’t initially going to reference the bad ending of the HL story but I was inspired by this post and wanted to make my own ending… so… 👉👈

Context:

The one thing that I was upset about with the choices at the end of the game, was that there wasn’t an option to take the repository with a good purpose.

I believe that my MC would take the repository so that someone similar to Ranrok wouldn’t try and take it again and, you know… destroy the whole school in the process. Hemera is willing to sacrifice herself for the safety of the present and future of the school.

Although she can be a selfish brat person from time to time, she becomes selfless when it comes to others getting hurt.

((Ref))

#being honest… I was listening to the old Minecraft soundtrack while making this—#why do I do this to myself #cry with me 🔪#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #hphl #hphl mc #hphl oc #maeartworks #hogwarts legacy mc #sebastian x mc #sebastian x oc #hogwarts legacy art #hemera fotia #slytherin #bad ending #follow vibes #please ignore the hands— I didn’t use a ref so they look bad 😀#I need to draw more hands ;^;

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plutonicbees · 1 year

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for the most part my character/fandom playlists tend to be pretty thought out; I'm directly correlating songs with the feelings and plotlines of the characters in their stories and thinking about "would this character listen to this song or does this song just match this character" and I'm trying to make the playlist be altogether cohesive.

as thus far, my young justice playlist is literally just. vibes.

#sometimes its like that #the vibes are kinda 'summertime coming of age movie about friendship ☺️'#but also not any of the romance or crying alone in ur room parts of the aforementioned coming of age movie #just the montage where they're being a goofy teen friend group and having good times together (before things start 2 go 2 shit)#ummm yeah i mean i haven't even finished yj 1998 so idk if that's accurate i need this playlist to play in the background while I'm drawing #I've been listening to dcom soundtracks as thus far which is good and all but. yknow.#yeah anyways it was time to make an actual playlist for them.#young justice #young just us #dc #core four

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deerspherestudios · 4 months

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Hii!! I love this VN, such a wonderful job. I have two questions:

1. What is the most difficult thing to draw for you? Hands, backgrounds...

2. What kind of music do you listen to? Or what are your favourite singers or bands?

I can't wait for Day 3 and know more about Mychael and the story. Remember to take breaks and be healthy ❤️

Oop, it's rare for me to get questions that's not about Mychael these days haha! Thank you so much <3

My answers are kinda image-heavy so I'll put them under a cut! But to summarize:

Poses

Too many to name.

1. Figuring out poses is the hardest for me, since I have difficulty imagining the right positioning + anatomy without some help. I heavily rely on references to get the vibes just right, especially for hands and perspective.

Fun fact! For these I actually took pictures of myself and used them as reference:

Hilarious to think in 3 of these I'm pretending to be Mychael rizzing the player. Unreal.

2. I can't say my taste in music is for everyone haha! I think it's clear from the two playlists I've made for Mushroom Oasis. But! Here's my little genre sandwich from Spotify Wrapped? I can't say it's super accurate since I listen to a bunch of alt, ska and jazz too but oh well.

I might've ruined my sandwich when I kept listening to NITW and Utopia's soundtracks nonstop and back-to-back while working for hours this year but uh, have it:

For bands and musicians, I switch interests a lot!

Off the top of my head I've been a fan of Streetlight Manifesto, The Front Bottoms, Tally Hall, (these three are childhood faves!!), Los Campesinos, Will Wood, Bear Ghost, Destroy Boys, Rare Americans,,,, I'm sure there's more but there's too many to list haha.

#cheea chatter #bts #anyways caught me rambling but LET ME HAVE THIS </3

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amorfista · 10 months

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"I can do both."

[He, in fact, could do both.] I went out of my comfort zone to make this screenshot style drawing of my favourite episode of the series, S2Ep4 "Faster"! I instantly fell in love with the episode's soundtrack and been listening to it on loop while I made this, so it's fair to say that the drawing's actually dedicated to Tech and the music XD Check it out it slapsss! VVV

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This is not my proudest drawing since it was more about copying than having my own artistic freedom, but I'm happy with how it turned out, not going to lie ^^ and now I have a background whoop whoop! (You can DM me if you'd like the og quality since tumblr's is a bit poopy sometimes) Taglist (normally i just upload zabraks so I'm sorry if you're tagged but this isn't your favourite topic >.<): @dukeoftheblackstar @justalittletomato @darthmaulshispanichousewife @botherbother-blog @aftergloom @badolmen @ihaventpickedausername @ohboi @stardustbee @nik-barinova @the-chains-are-the-easy-part @gen-has-green-vibes @ejfivercommander @herbalinz-of-yesteryear @eyecandyeoz @noesqape @lune-de-miel-au-paradis @staycalmandhugaclone

#tbb tech #the bad batch #star wars #I hope the drawing isn't dark :))#clone wars #tbb #my art

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stargirlfics · 11 months

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The Gentleman Chapter 5: Éclosion

Alfred Pennyworth x Black Dancer!Reader

Summary: Harsh realities and a dangerous new enemy push you and Alfred to be upfront about your feelings

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, canon typical violence, chemical attack mentions, light angst, soft concerned bf!alfred vibes, romantic gestures galore, brief allusion to smut, fluff & feelings!

Word Count: 4.9k

Note: So happy to be bringing you all more of this story I know it’s been a minute! Hope you enjoy this one, it’s special in a lot of ways! The soundtrack for this chapter and the title come from Èclosion by Tony Anderson which I listened to while writing. It makes me think of what falling in love feels like!

[series masterlist] [series playlist]

Tension lay heavy over the city in the days after the fear toxin attack, people were wary and on edge, the weather even starting to turn cold and dreary while unease hung thick in the air.

Paulie’s Diner was now the site of a police investigation, the entire street blocked off, the news coverage of the attack on a twenty four hour cycle, just barely contained panic swirling over this fear toxin and what it could do.

You couldn’t lie that it was terrifying, hearing what those who’d been injured said about the toxic gas, what it did to them; hallucinations of a nightmarish hellscape drawing out everyone’s anger and fear, driving them mad.

It sounded awful and then there was Scarecrow’s chilling warning, the mystery of who he was and what his motives were bringing back eerie memories of the year before and how out of control things had gotten.

Worry twisted taut in your stomach, exhaustion in your limbs as you finished out your last show of the night, the fourth one in two days in fact, your body and mind run ragged.

Oz was a smart man but he was predictable.

The new late night hour dance slots added to the schedule weren’t a coincidence, you were sure he was using the distraction to make more money, every dancer working doubles late into the morning hours now, Madame Olena working quick to teach new choreography, a refresher on some pole tricks and sexier strip teases and dances added to the repertoire of shows.

There were bruises already blossoming on your shins from where you had to push against said pole as you climbed it, inching your way up so the audience could see you float and twirl around it, and as fun as it was, as much as you enjoyed getting to dance with your friends on stage beside you each night, you were tired and sore and just wanted to sleep for a year.

Certain rituals were getting you through the grueling hours though.

Sleepy phone calls with Alfred before you drifted off when you got home, his sweet encouragement texts and reminders for you throughout the day and how he’d stopped by every other day this week so far to see you even if just to say hello before heading back to the office.

You’d both been busy since the night of the attack, not finding much time inbetween work to spend the kind of time together that you wanted, a reluctance in both your voices when trying to soften the sting of it likely being the entire week and maybe even the next before you’d get to see each other properly.

That didn’t seem to sway Alfred much though, even when you insisted he didn’t have to go out of his way to come by if he was pressed for time, he showed up anyway, as often as he could.

You were grateful for it, relieved that he didn’t find your disappointment about your schedules selfish with everything going on, just as content to get any second spent with you that he could.

Reminders of him were everywhere now too.

The throw blanket on your sofa that smelled faintly like him, the new bouquet of fresh flowers he’d come by one afternoon with, the space near the front door made for his shoes and coat next to yours, like tiny little puzzle pieces were beginning to fill in, ones you didn’t even know you seemed to have all the perfect pieces for.

It made you laugh to yourself now, laid out on the floor in your living room, trying to ease the ache in your muscles, stretching each limb gently while pondering on how tangled up your heart was.

All these feelings were so intense, one part of you cautioning yourself to slow down, not get too invested when you’re not sure he even feels the same, or wants a relationship while another part felt sure about trusting the groundwork that had been laid so far.

So much was going on and you were sure a proper conversation would happen soon, when there was time—if it was Alfred that much you were sure of, knowing he’d never leave you wondering for too long but you did worry.

Maybe it just wasn’t a good time, with Scarecrow loose and wreaking havoc and the recent reminder that you were under Penguin’s thumb indefinitely; it didn’t bode well for fostering a relationship and in Gotham that was tricky enough on its own.

But you also couldn’t deny what you were feeling and experiencing.

Another half suppressed smile coming then, a dreamy breath sighed out at the memory of the previous evening, when Alfred had come by to drop off some takeout only to see you icing your shins, his immediate concern when you greeted him making you laugh, something he didn’t find as amusing in the moment.

His slightly stern but still soft, “Darling, what happened? Who did this?” made you squirm against the cushions while also making haste to explain before he got too upset.

The worry on his features faded just a touch after, as he fussed over you, though you didn’t miss his slight eyebrow raise of surprise and intrigue when you said “pole dance”, reminding yourself to circle back around to that subject at a later date…you wanted to see how far that interest went.

It’s just that he didn’t ever make you feel like these visits were a chore, that’s what you kept coming back to, remembering how his coat and cane were discarded to the side immediately so he could kneel down and take over icing your muscles, soothing hands kneading the stiffness from your calves, insisting that you start eating while he take care of you.

How could you ever get over that? The gentleness with which he touched you?

Wanting him felt like oxygen, just as normal as breathing and inevitable as falling asleep, his kisses tasting of hope and something sweet. Things felt different now that Alfred was in your life, the good kind of different, the exciting kind and it almost felt silly to be unsure if you could lean into this but the more you thought about it, the more clarity you came away with.

There was a reason he spoke to you with such respect, his thoughtfulness about your feelings present in everything, and god the way he looked at you with so much fondness, how his expression could go from sweet to simmering in seconds, leaving you aching, feeling special and adored at every turn, it had to mean something.

Lost in the web of your thoughts the chime of your phone’s alarm nearly startled you, the time letting you know you had to get ready for rehearsal, your focus now pulled in a different direction and you reasoned with yourself it was best not to overthink this if you could help it.

The pattering of rain hitting the windows made you wish you could stay in instead, a daydream already forming about curling up with Alfred on the couch, snuggled under the blanket, napping together for the whole evening.

Rushing out the door before traffic hit you couldn’t help but gaze out in the direction of Wayne Tower, wondering what he was up to, hoping his day was going okay and already counting down the hours until you could hear his voice again.

Just across the city, staring out at the winking lights of traffic on the streets below, Alfred paced the floor of his study, his thoughts and emotions a tangled mess.

He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this way, or felt this much about someone, realizing that he’d gotten swept up in it all, reality washing over him like ice now.

The past week had been stressful to say the least, things were already busy with certain projects and due diligence with investors and financial advisors at Wayne Enterprises, now this fear toxin attack had taken center priority as well, he and Bruce already starting to work around the clock to get a handle on things.

That meant there was less time available to be with you and even though it had only been a handful of days so far, and despite his frequent visits he still felt distant.

He missed you terribly when you weren’t around and it didn’t take much to see that his feelings for you were really entering serious territory.

He should be happy about that, he knows he should be, but all there is for him in the moment is fear, because this could only ever end one way and he knows it.

It was foolish to think he could have something proper with you, something not tainted by secrets that weren’t his to tell, tainted by a dangerous obligation he’d taken on to be at Bruce’s side in his mission as Batman.

That was an obligation he would never ever regret, all of it done out of love it’s just that most of his life had been spent with some proximity to danger and there had been many close calls.

Far too many tragedies had already happened he couldn’t let that become the case for you too. He wouldn’t allow it.

You were too important to him already and he couldn’t drag you down into all this, especially not now with this Scarecrow figure coming out of the woodwork.

It did hurt though, just the mere thought of ending things, his heart lurching painfully, not wanting to entertain the thought of letting you go for a single second.

A door he once thought was closed for good had opened the day you met and he let himself get close, captivated in every way, each time hoping it wouldn’t be the last time he would see you.

He was awestruck by how quickly you disarmed him, seeing him so clearly and the fact that you wanted him as well, that you wanted his attention?

He was helpless to do anything except be swept up, but now he had to understand he’d never be able to have that.

It’d be alright, it would rip him open but this wasn’t the first time he’d chosen duty over feelings, he’d have to find comfort in knowing he had experienced this with you no matter how brief it was, already knowing he wouldn’t quite ever forgive himself for hurting you this way.

“What’s wrong?”

The question catches him by surprise as Bruce makes his entrance out of Alfred’s peripheral, still drying the rain from his hair.

Perfect. Just in time for dinner.

“Nothing, just working on some numbers in my head. How did it go?”

His own question had been a deflection, one he’s not proud of but he just needed a second to get his bearings, to screw his head back on straight after thinking of you.

“Went alright. They don’t have much to go on, Gordon says they’re trying to get a read on the chemical mixture in the gas but that could take awhile. I’m going back to the diner tonight, I have to try and find some clues, whatever I can get.”

A rough hand passes over the scruff of his jaw as he considers the information, nodding after a moment.

“I’ll be on standby if you find anything. I’ve been doing some digging myself, nothing concrete so far but there may be more security footage we haven’t seen that could identify him.”

There's a moment after where it’s quiet, the two men moving around each other in comfortable silence before Bruce caves first, a light chuckle let loose, almost mixing with the downpour of the rain.

If Alfred were any older he was sure he wouldn’t have heard it but he did, flicking one of his pointed looks at the young man.

“Seriously, Alfred, what's wrong? Something’s on your mind.”

He resisted the urge to brush it off or get defensive, softened at this offer to discuss, treasuring these moments of depth with Bruce whenever they came.

All he had to do was say your name and Bruce was nodding, his heart tugging at the sound of it, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose before explaining further.

“I think I may have to end things. I-I’m worried about keeping her safe through this and ultimately she’s just better off. I’d have to lie to keep her from finding out, from getting involved and I don’t want to have to do that, it’s what’s best.”

More silence, his heart sinking now that the words had been said out loud, the crushing reality setting in just a little more.

“But you don’t want to let her go right? You do have feelings for her?”

Alfred can sense the careful line of questioning, deciding to be truthful as vulnerable as it made him feel, nodding a yes.

“I do, I have feelings for her.”

“Good, I don’t think you should end things then.”

Oh that wasn’t what he was expecting to hear.

“Bruce…it’s not as simple as that, she doesn’t know, she can’t know, that could put her at risk, you at risk, we don’t know when there could be another attack, I can’t let-“ but the words are falling short with a placating hand.

“Look I see the way she makes you feel and I don’t think you should let that go. I can’t let you do that actually, you shouldn’t have to sacrifice that, Alfred,” there’s a moment in between, a look that says he wants to say something else but finding the words is hard, “I never actually told you this but before Selina left town, I met up with her, saw her one last time. She wanted me to come with her and I-”

Alfred’s eyes widen for a moment, a sympathetic nod given as the sentence trailed off because he understood now what he always suspected but never pried about.

He figured Bruce had feelings of some kind for Miss Kyle but of course, his boy had chosen duty over feelings, just as he was contemplating doing himself.

It was a clever way of calling him out on it he had to give him that.

“I know you’re worried she’ll get hurt and I know you’re scared she won’t want anything to do with us when she finds out but I see how much you trust her, so I trust her and I think she’s safest close to us. You don’t have to lie to her, tell her just enough for now and we can keep her protected from it for as long as possible, you can tell her on your own terms.”

His heart quickened, mulling it over, pacing again without realizing, struck by the sincerity in Bruce’s words.

The weight in telling him he didn’t need to make this sacrifice, carefully guiding a stubborn old man out of his head and setting him straight again, because the answer could be that simple for once even if everything else wasn’t.

He’d be an even greater fool not to try just because it might be hard, knowing already that he’d regret not giving you every bit that he had to give out of fear and his own self doubt, so with a cautious nod he was agreeing, ribs loosening with a breath he felt like he’d been holding in for ages.

Nightfall was approaching now and Bruce had since snuck off after a little more discussion and a flat toned promise to eat dinner before going anywhere else, leaving Alfred sat at his desk with a newfound clarity to things.

This made sense to him now, the swirl of thoughts racing through his brain.

He knew how he felt about you and could admit he wanted to be with you, hands buzzing as he racked his mind for how to tell you, because it had been weeks now and he didn’t want to waste anymore time, he needed you to know he was serious and wanted a relationship and by god he hoped you felt the same.

An idea came to mind on the tail end of his thoughts, Bruce’s earlier words echoing as he pulled out a few pages of his favorite writing paper, adjusting his glasses quickly before he picked up a pen and began writing.

The first snowfall in Gotham was just beginning to blanket the streets, snowflakes melting against the frosty windows while you got bundled up to go out on a date!

A small window of time opened up over the weekend and Alfred had taken the reins on it, telling you he wanted to take you out again, properly and his pick this time, promising to plan something he thinks you’d really enjoy.

You swear your heart skips when you see his sleek car pull up outside your apartment, feet already carrying you down the steps to meet him outside.

“Hello, love. You look beautiful!” that smooth, accented voice causing your cheeks to burn despite the chill of the snow falling around you.

Running into his arms he embraced you tight, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple before getting you tucked into the car.

“Thank you, same to you, handsome. I missed you.” your wistful sigh came softly as you put your seatbelt on, already trying to figure out where he was taking you.

“I missed you too, more than you know. Ready?” His warm hands caressed your knee for a moment, squeezing as you gave him an answering nod.

The car rumbled to life and you were off, the heat turned up comfortably while you slipped into an easy conversation that continued until he was pulling into a parking spot, one of the quieter downtown streets lit up and glittering through the window.

“Are you treating me to pastries and hot chocolate right now? Is that the date because if so please say yes!” your excited shiver earned you a laugh when you step out, his cane in one hand and your own clasped around his arm, squeezing his bicep as you walked towards the sweet smelling cafe up ahead.

“As many pastries as you’d like, darling…I also may have ordered us a special dessert ahead of time too.” his sheepish grin warming your heart.

He was so impossibly sweet there were times where you wondered what you ever did to deserve him.

“Ooh that sounds fancy, are we celebrating something?” the innocent question hung opened ended as he got the door for you.

“You could say that, yeah.”

Later, foamy whipped cream lined the edge of your lips from sipping on the hot chocolate you’d taken to-go, Alfred kissing away the sugar quickly after even when you giggled out a protest against his lips.

Rounding the street together, it felt so nice to be this close and receiving his affection, holding hands as you walked.

You found it so cute how he checked to make sure no one was watching before he ducked down for another quick kiss.

Just as cute as when he sat next to you at the cafe, a reassuring hand resting over your thigh, absentmindedly playing with your fingers and the hem of your outfit while you indulged your sweet tooth.

That special dessert he ordered turning out to be one he used to love when he was younger, his wish in sharing it here to make a new memory of it with you.

Oh, he couldn’t be real.

That effortless charm was getting him everywhere and the delight didn’t seem to stop because now you were in front of a quaint, cozy looking bookstore, his arm already at the small of your back guiding you inside.

The smell of ink and paper filled your nose, a homey feeling in your chest browsing over the shelves; your first bookstore date together.

You couldn’t have been more excited, glancing at Alfred every few seconds, all smiles and bright eyes pointing out familiar titles and old favorites, reading the descriptions of interesting looking novels together, a real and definite shift in the air.

Something in the eye contact was different…heavier, a weight to it that made you feel short of breath.

Almost achingly so, your body was acutely aware of his closeness to you, the soft wrap of his hand over your waist, how his shoulder bumped into yours when you wandered over to the romance novel section, it made you feel like your chest was caving in, and you weren’t even afraid.

No, you were happy to let yourself collapse into the feeling.

The bookstore made you feel a little like you were in a romance novel yourself, faded patterned rugs draping the wood floors, soft fairy lights hanging above you and the rows of books and haphazard stacks laid out in armchairs all felt whimsical, romantic; perfect for two bookworms turned lovers.

“This is part two of my date plans, you know. Whatever books catch your eye, I’ll buy for you, my treat.

As if he didn’t aready have the key to your heart.

“Even if the book is an erotic novel?” you beamed back at him, smiling at the one he’d picked up off the shelf you were peering at, recognizing the cover anywhere.

“Oh especially if it’s that.”

“How crass, Mr. Pennyworth, I would have thought you to be more of a Shakespeare guy!” you joke and pluck the book from his hands, thumbing through a few pages.

“I most certainly am but I do have skills in other areas too, darling. It’s important to be a well rounded reader.”

He says it with an edge to his voice that leaves you speechless, your brain lagging just a second behind as he leads you further into the store, a beeline made to the poetry section.

A short while later and both of your arms were balancing a stack of books each, you trailing behind Alfred as he lead him you to a secluded spot in one of the reading corners in the store’s second level so now you were sitting side by side, musing over your book picks for each other.

True to his words, he’d bought you all the books of your choosing along with some he’d gotten just for himself too; a photobook of the English countryside, another about hand to hand fighting and then a few books about chemical compounds finding their way into the mix too.

You didn’t know he had an interest in chemistry but didn’t question it, forgetting about it a moment later when he pulled out a book he found of different black burlesque dancers through history, a little gasp filling the quiet space when he told he got it as a gift for you.

As if you needed anymore reasons to fall for him further, all this was taking the cake.

Hours had gone by, the two of you huddled together sharing stolen kisses in between the last sips of hot chocolate and the turning of pages, truly feeling like you were in a world apart with him, like whatever was happening out there in the world couldn’t touch you, at least not here.

Heat tingled on your lips when you kissed him again, a little more soundly this time, showing him just how much you missed him.

It had been too long.

Remembering that the last time you’d been intimate like this was the morning of the attack, part of you wishing you could be in his bed right now, spread out underneath him, taking him until you were making a mess of his sheets but the other part of you didn’t want to leave this moment in time with him, a whole different level of intensity to this all on it’s own.

You’d never felt so connected, so close in your life, so much unspoken sentiment in the way his larger hands were grasping your much smaller ones, holding them warmly before his forehead was pressing against yours.

“I have one more thing to give to you, sweetheart.”

Your eyes fluttered open then, the gentleness in his whisper wrecking you, sitting patiently as he moved back a bit. Watching with bated breath, he fished an envelope out of the inside pocket of his coat and placed it in your hands, leaving the rest up to you.

The way your heart was clammoring in your chest and your own anticipation kept you from noticing the nervous jitter of his hands, seconds feelings like minutes while you unfolded the paper, realizing he’d written on it, recognizing his handwriting right away.

With trembling hands you brushed your fingers over where he had written your name, words beginning to sink in as you read the letter addressed to you.

My love,

I fear there will never be enough words to describe how dear you are to me but I will try my best to write them all here. I’ve never felt so sure about someone before, about the way you make me feel and how vast those feelings are. The morning we met I had a feeling that there must have been a reason we crossed paths and now I know there was. You must know I couldn’t sleep that night, because all I could think about was if you were okay and if you had made it home safely. I just couldn’t get you out of my head and then there you were again at The Magpie wanting to talk to me and I knew then I was the luckiest man in the world.

Glancing up from the page you locked eyes with Alfred for just a moment, a perfect mirror of your feelings reflected in them.

Never in a million years did I think I’d ever feel this way again but I do and I need you to know that being a man worthy of your affections is all that I want to be. You were meant to shine as brightly as you do, my darling, I never want you to feel as if you have to hide your talent or temper the big, wondrous ideas you have. They’re all I ever want to hear. You do in fact have my heart, love, as much of it as you want to take, it is yours.

Tears welled along your lashes as you kept reading, everything in you softened by each line, your heart opening, hatching, blooming at his words, hearing how much he felt for you too.

…things are less than ideal right now I know, and there are things you don’t know about me yet either, things in my past and certain things in the present that I want to tell you about but have to be careful of first, your safety is always a priority for me but I do plan to tell you in time. Darling, I know how I feel about you and I think and hope you feel the same about me. I cherish every second I get to spend with you, there’s so much I want to show you, so much I want to tell you and do with you by my side if you’ll have me.

There was one more page left, filled with more words that made your stomach flip with butterflies, those tears threatening to fall because what he was saying was everything you had hoped for and then some.

And you think you understood what he meant about needing to be careful with certain secrets before he could speak about them, thinking on your own situation with Penguin—you still hadn't told Alfred those men where his that had been sent to follow you.

It was wonder how your heart was still inside your chest at this rate, a tear breaking free to fall down your cheek as you finished reading, lingering where he signed his name.

Yours always,

x Alfred.

The letter lay in your lap as strong hands- no longer trembling- reached for you again, brushing the stray tear from your cheek.

Your face was cupped so tenderly in his hands you almost started to cry for real, never knowing it could be like this, that you could be told and shown in so many ways that you were wanted and adored.

“I know we haven't really discussed this yet and so much has gotten in the way but I want to say it here and now, I would really love it if you wanted to be mine. Admittedly it has been some time since I’ve dated anyone and I am rusty, you’ll have to forgive me if this could have been better but I do want to be with you, I have all this time.”

“Oh, Alfred. Yes, of course I want to be yours! I’d love nothing more. And shut up, this was a perfect way to tell me, you’re not rusty at all, old man.”

You sniffled with a laugh, leaning in to press your forehead against his again, both of you sinking into the moment together, feeling tethered to one another now, connected in a way you hadn’t been before.

Things had just gotten very real and for as much as you’d pondered and daydreamed of this moment, you didn’t feel an ounce of fear at the gravity of feelings before you.

Trusting in Alfred’s words, ones he’d actually taken the time to spell out to you on paper so you could keep the reminder of his devotion forever, the gesture easing any worry there might have been.

Snow was still falling outside as you sat together for just a little while longer, Alfred pretending not to notice you sneaking giddy glances at him while you gazed over the letter one more time before stowing it safely away in your bag.

Your hand finds his, fingers lacing together while you rest your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes contently for a moment when you feel his cheek press against you.

The odds still seemed grim, the whole city on edge with so much uncertainty left on the horizon, cause enough for isolation and the walls around people’s hearts to come up but not here, not with you and Alfred.

You felt stronger for it, having faith that whatever was coming your way in the time ahead, you’d have him by your side and that gave you all the hope in the world.

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A/N: Soo they finally got their moment! I actually began this chapter with the ending of it in mind already, I was listening to the chapter title song in the playlist and was like oh this is where it would play, this is the moment where he admits his feelings and asks her to be his girl

There were times where writing this chapter was such a challenge but also really exciting and wholesome too! Hope it gives you all the feels it gave me and I'm giving kisses to those who pick up on all the little details in this too, thank you so much for your patience while I write this series and for all the love!

(dividers used are by the wonderful @saradika 💫 )

Let me know what you think!! Thank you for reading as always!

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petday · 1 year

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Hello i love your art a lot..:) Do you like to listen to music while you draw and if you do whatve you been listening to?

I like 90s and early 2000s video game/computer game music... Some examples below:

Sion II: The First Attack - Legend

R4 / Ridge Racer Type 4 - Move Me

Souhou Blue Phoenix - Stage 1 and 3

Kurutta Kajitsu - Opening

Yuu Yuu Hakusho: Makyou Toitsusen - I'll Introduce

Persona 2: Innocent Sin - Main Theme B

Grounseed - Shop Demo

The Scheme - A Leaden Sky

Dragon Master Silk II - SLKMSC01

Metal Head - Final Boss

Thunder Force II - an irrevocable dream

The Adventures of Hourai High - Boss Battle

The Adventures of Hourai High - Dungeon

Super Bomberman 3 - Stage 2

Lagoon (Sharp x68000) soundtrack

I also like 90s and early 2000s electronic music (dance, house, jungle, rave, drum and bass…) Some examples:

Nookie (Windy Milla) - Ruff & Massive

Nino - The Gun (I See It Around Me)

Manix - Special Request (Hero Remix)

SL2 - Way in my Brain (No Coke Mix)

Brisk and Fade - Radio Rockin (Original Mix)

TC Crew - Once Bitten (Once Instrumental)

Mix Race - The Future Is Before Your Eyes (And The Scratch From The Man Trax)

Blame - Music Takes You (Original Version)

MC Jay J (SL2) & DJ Devious D - Time Of Our Lives

Foul Play - Open Your Mind

Two-Mix - La Vie En Rose

Peshay - Piano Tune

Acen - Trip II the Moon (Part 2)

Livin Joy - Dreamer

Dextrous & H-Pee - Hot Flame

Bizarre Inc - Playing With Knives

Artemis - Elysian Fields

The Astro Trax Team - The Energy (Feel The Vibe)

Indo‎ - R U Sleeping (Todd Edwards Mix)

Atmosphere Chapter 2 - Deeper Drum And Bass

Vibes @ Helter Skelter - A Sign Of The Times (4th May 1997)

#long post #music

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hey neerons! ive been following you for a while and i would like to take a moment to express my gratitude towards your dedication to the fandom (kazuomi especially 😋) My question to you is, what music artists (or just the genre if you cant think of anyone particular) do you think the guys (and mc ofc) from masquerade kiss would listen to? Thank you again!

Hey anon! Thank you very much for your kind words and for following me for some time now! That means a lot ❤

What music artists/genre would the MK characters listen to?

Kei Soejima

This is a bit easier for me to notice it from his route but Kei is heavily tied to classical music overall, whether it’s him who chose the music or someone else. Considering his upbringing and culture it also makes sense that he would probably like it. He listens to religious songs as well, such as Ave Maria. Now I’m not sure if he actually likes religious songs but it must at least be nostalgic for him.

He has also been playing “Paganini’s 24 Caprices” on the violin in his Best vs First story. He attends many social events where such musics can be heard since he’s a noble. And during Caleb’s dinner trap, both Kei and MC fell asleep while a classical music was playing in the background, back in his Sacrificial Lover story.

I can see Kei listening to such music and appreciate it, and for me classical music acts as a sort of leitmotiv in his story

Kazuomi Shido

I think Kazuomi would appreciate any type of music that is glamorous or epic, such as musics that come from Hollywood movies. He doesn’t like being bored and loves stimulation, and while he can appreciate art in its many forms, ballads don’t seem to be his favorite thing. It can be seen in Yuzuru’s S1 when it’s Yuzuru’s turn to host the Masquerade restaurant’s events. Yuzuru chose a romantic ballad, and Kazuomi comments about how it lacks some sort of excitement and that he would have chosen something else.

When I think about Kazuomi, I’m thinking of how enticing and extravagant he is. He draws people in, through his charisma and attractiveness. I also think about how much he likes burlesque shows. I immediately would pick a sort of jazzy genre for him. I’m not too knowledgeable about the names of music genres, but after some research I think he would really be into Cabaret music, Swing and Jazz, and maybe Electro Swing as well.

Anything theatrical, sexy, mesmerizing, a bit epic and fun would probably fit his tastes. I’m not sure what genre the 2 romantic soundtracks of MK fit into, but they embody perfectly Kazuomi’s charm in my opinion

Yuzuru Shiba

As mentioned earlier, Yuzu chose a ballad in his S1 when it was his turn to host the party at Masquerade. It seems he likes this type of music, as when MC said how beautiful the performance was, the other guys commented how perfect they were for each other if MC can appreciate something Yuzu chose himself according to his own tastes.

Considering that he grew up for some time in Italy, it could be that he enjoys some genres that have an Italian influence as well, such as any music with a melodic and emotive vibe to it.

I can see Yuzu enjoying classical music like Kei as well, especially because when he was younger, he created a phonograph for Jun so she could listen to her collection of classical records. It doesn’t mean Yuzu himself is interested in classical music, but it wouldn’t be odd if it were the case

Seiichi Setoyanagi (Boss)

This time it’s not easy for me to picture a specific type of musical genre when it comes to Seiichi. I’m sure that as a part of his job, he must be at least a bit knowledgeable about the genres if he ever needs to create an alias with certain tastes, or if it’s his alias’ profession to work with music. However as an individual, I think he would be the type to prefer silence or the sounds of nature over any particular music.

I can’t remember any moment where there is a specific genre being mentioned for him or where he listens to anything. He seems to enjoy his peace and quiet when he’s not working due to his job, so I can picture him appreciating the sound of his environment. Sounds of crickets, tree branches in the wind, rain, etc…

Given his career, it wouldn’t be unlikely that compared to most people, silence is the most effective sound for him to relax

Masquerade Kiss MC

She is quite the romantic at heart, and finds Yuzu’s ballad during his S1 beautiful. She also likes the Mission Impossible movies so it could be that she likes epic musics as well. On a compatibility level, she is similar to Kazuomi when it comes to liking Broadway shows and their interest in movies. However, she’s more into romantic French films rather than American ones compared to him, so I’d say she likes romantic, and maybe even sensual songs.

Romantic ballads might be more of her thing. Just like the Boss, she must be quite knowledgeable about music enough for her to be able to create an alias, or maybe because she’s just into it, because in Kei’s route, she recognizes instantly the music that Kei plays on the violin. She also recognizes the long classical music played in Caleb’s residence in Sacrificial Lover.

I can’t be sure if she likes classical music as well, but I think any of them could enjoy it to some extent. In my opinion, anything that sets a romantic, heartfelt and emotive mood would be her type

On a side note, MC reminds me of the songs “Moonlight” by Kali Uchis, or the instrumental version of “Nothing Burns Like the Cold” by Snoh Aelegra when she’s in her seductive agent mode ♥️💋

Thank you for the ask!

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that-house · 5 months

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The Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood

This game was so good I decided to write a review for it, which is,, not something I tend to do on here. My very subjective and enthusiastic game review begins here.

Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood is a visual novel where you play as Fortuna, a fortune-telling witch exiled from her coven and forced to sit around on an asteroid for a thousand years. This kinda blows, so she summons a Behemoth named Abramar (the big boy up above) to help her get free.

Abramar helps her make a new oracle deck with which to tell fortunes, and visitors come pouring in while Fortuna learns how to use her new deck and schemes to overthrow the leader of the coven that exiled her.

Gameplay: 5/5

It’s a visual novel, with no parts of the game requiring skill in anything other than decision making. This is not a game that is going to challenge any part of you other than your tear ducts. That being said, the specific mechanics brought to the visual novel by the addition of the oracle deck are fucking delightful. For any given choice, a card represents some subset of the possible answers for a choice, which you can then choose between. Sometimes you get unlucky, and pull a card that makes all of your choices shit. Sometimes you get lucky and can perfectly shape how a character’s arc goes. It’s really neat and can add a lot of replayability. Also, you get to custom-make all of your cards and some of mine wound up being really pretty. There’s no fucking feeling like drawing your favorite card that you spent 10 minutes designing while you’re tackling a tough problem. The game took me about 5 hours to beat.

Story: 4.5/5

I have a few minor gripes with the plot. Some of the characters and their arcs could have stood to have a little more time spent on them (the romance subplot in particular is… very fast). Besides that, the characters are all delightful, the overarching plot is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL and the setting is really fucking interesting. The game tackles things like gender, sexuality, fate/free will, and Lovecraftian gods. Their handling of these themes (besides fate/free will, which is definitely the core idea being explored here) isn’t anything revolutionary but it’s solid. I almost cried a few times, both during some conversations in the middle of the game and during the absolute beauty of a climax. There’s a decent number of possible endings the game can have (There seems like there’d be 6 main possible endings). As befitting a game that’s all about fate, your choices VERY early on will inexorably bind you to a given path, but the terms of how it all shakes out are up to you.

Art: 5/5

Gorgeous gorgeous pixel art. Phenomenal aesthetics. A variety of wonderful character designs. There isn’t much to say, it’s just pixel art executed flawlessly. There isn’t a ton of stuff going on, because it’s a visual novel about sitting on an asteroid in space, but god this game is so fucking pretty like jesus christ

Music: 6/5

Every character has their own theme that plays while you’re talking to them (and they’re all bangers). I will be listening to this soundtrack for a WHILE, and I will 100000% be stealing the climactic song for a D&D boss fight. It’s very Hyper Light Drifter: impeccable vibes and with a certain somber determination present throughout much of it.

Final Ranking: a very subjective 5/5

This game isn’t gonna be for everyone. Visual novels aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, and they aren’t necessarily mine. But this game was fucking awesome, and it’s currently $15 on Steam. If you check it out, I’d love to hear what you thought of it!

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loupy-mongoose · 7 months

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You’ve mentioned before that the song “I’m here” from Sonic Frontiers is one you’ve heavily associated with Randy and the Linden Roots saga. They recently came out with two new versions of the song for The Final Horizon DLC—the orchestral and revisited—so which one do you think suits him best? Alternatively, which one’s your favorite?

(PS: from that same DLC soundtrack, the vocal version of the song “I’m with you”? I could absolutely see Randy singing that to the kids. Or even Akoya.)

For y'all's convenience, here's all the relevant songs. ^w^ (There could be spoilers for the recent Sonic Frontiers DLC present, so be aware of that.)

I'm Here--Original I'm Here--Revisited I'm Here--Orchestral Version I'm With You

Having spent dozens if not hundreds of hours listening to the original, while only hearing the new versions like, one-and-a-playthrough times… I’m a bit biased. XD (That and I'm not much a fan of metal elements in music, which Revisited adds.) The orchestral one sounds amazing, but it was kinda grating on me that it only played the first pre-chorus/chorus over and over. My brain demands that it go further! XD

The new ones are alright, but my heart lies with the original. (I do, however, appreciate Revisited clearing up that a part of it is “Blessed and bleak”, and not “Rest and bloom” XD)

I also feel the vibe of the original fits Randy best��the new ones are too “climactic” while the original felt more like a journey, which is how I see it applying to him.

And I totally agree about I’m With You and will definitely be drawing from that sometime! OwO I feel like it pretty well expresses his feelings after he's ghostified, and the mental freedom that comes with it. <3 (Gahh, I'm tearing up thinking about it. QwQ)

#jadeandroses #ask

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amerricanartwork · 12 days

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Hello hello! For the little rw questionnaire, how about 7 and/or 17? :]

I'm so sorry this took so long to get around to, but thank you for the questions Ghost! As always, here's the original questionnaire for reference, and here we go!

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7. What is your favorite song from the soundtrack?

I've already answered this one with "Pictures of the Past" and "The Cycle", so I'd suggest just checking that post out for an explanation of those. But here, I figured I'd go into some other tracks I like! Just a forewarning, I actually haven't listened to the entire soundtrack much outside of when tracks play in-game, so I might have a bit of a limited perspective.

Also, another preface, most of the music I enjoy in general is usually not just because I think it's catchy, but because it's unique sounding in some way, and more importantly because I think it does a really good job of painting a particular image in my head and/or capturing a certain idea. Most of my answers here will have that factored in.

But anyway, first up, when it comes to soundtrack songs I like to listen to in-and-of themselves, "Floes" always comes to my mind first! I just love how it opens with these long, beautiful, melancholy strings before the synth-y beat kicks in. It's just so cool-sounding, and really captures that vibe of stepping into this dark and mysterious, yet once holy and important citadel. I always love hearing it when going across the bridges in Shaded Citadel, and I think it's honestly such a great way to introduce the region when you first travel over the lighter bridge after Shoreline, then enter the darker depths.

Next, threat themes! My favorite of these so far is the Pipeyard theme! It's super catchy, even just the percussion parts on their own, and it definitely captures that feeling of a spear-filled battle with a strange creature in this land of rusted metal. The synth is really what gets me here, because that part alone almost gives the vibe that I'm battling some ancient piece of advanced technology, or some old godlike being that's starting to transcend my comprehension of it. It's such an odd melody, which makes it stand out a lot, so even though the Pipeyard theme isn't thematically that special to me, it's super iconic and fun to listen to!

Then there's the Waterfront Facility threat theme, which comes at a close second for having greater thematic connections while still being catchy! As much as I don't like the region nor its eventual result of Shoreline, ever since I realized the Precipice was the bridge connecting Pebbles to Moon and the big structures in Shoreline were its broken remnants, I've found this region really cool conceptually, and I think its threat theme captures that best! I love how it has the same melody as the Shoreline threat theme, yet has that more bass-heavy, more technological echo to it, which is fitting since it exists when Moon hasn't yet collapsed. It's just really cool in my opinion!

Next is the Chimney Canopy threat theme actually, which is honestly just cool all-around! The arpeggios super catchy of course, and they're unique in how they sound both like something tumbling down from a high place (perhaps rocks slipping as slugcat climbs the smokestacks) and like someone climbing higher and higher into the sky. But honestly, what draws me to this song is the hissing noises in the background, which always remind me of smoke and gas being blown out of machines. It never fails to remind me of how cool Chimney Canopy always seemed to me conceptually — this high-up place right next to Five Pebbles's superstructure, filled with who knows what kinds of smoke and fumes clouding the air. And of course, the hissing gas chambers of vultures soaring above, who are still my favorite creatures in the game! As much as I've grown to dislike traversing Chimney Canopy, I can't deny it's always caught my eye, and its threat theme perfectly captures why!

Finally is the Outer Expanse threat theme, which also reminds me of the region's cool concept! Something I never really noticed until Outer Expanse was the major lack of legitimate/normal trees in the regions. Sure, there's all kinds of flora around, but nothing I'd call a "tree" (except maybe those funky blue plants in Sky Islands). That being said, the presence of trees in Outer Expanse makes me feel it's perhaps the only true "forest" in Rain World, and with the unique wet and sylvan-sounds of its threat theme, it really sells that rainforest vibe well! Sunken Pier is also amazing with the low waves, which really sell the dark, dank, moist, overgrown atmosphere the subregion probably has.

So yeah, for now, "Floes" is my favorite standalone track (besides the ones I mentioned before), and the Pipeyard, Waterfront Facility, and Outer Expanse ones are my favorite of the threat themes! Some honorable mentions also include: "Garbage City Shuffle" for being really catchy and conveying that feeling of slugcats and scavengers starting to form new civilizations from the remains of the old ones, "Lost City" for sounding just like a lament for the dead Metropolis city, "Ascent" for being such a magical intro to the scary, yet beautiful depths of Submerged Superstructure, "Halcyon Memories" for being chill yet packed with so many narrative feels and somehow being really wistful and loving at the same time, and the Sky Islands threat theme for having really iconic radio noises that add to the theme of the region being a center for iterator communications!

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17. Do you prefer to fight other creatures or sneak past them?

Finally a question I can give a (relatively) short answer for! It really depends on what mood I'm in though.

Generally speaking, now that I've gotten good enough at the game to not die constantly, I actually have like fighting most other creatures, especially vultures, and I find it pretty fun! Though there are still a lot of things I won't mess with as of now: red lizards and red centipedes because of their sheer speed and one-hit-kill attacks, Miros birds because their habitats and tendency to travel in groups makes successfully fighting them pretty much impossible in almost all instances where I encounter them, Miros vultures because besides also appearing in very sub-optimal situations they're just scary and broken (seriously, what genius Ancient thought this bird needed the power to shoot laser-targeted bombs from its mouth???), inspectors because their aim is too good and I don't have very good maneuverability in zero-gravity, scavengers because they have too good aim and are often too numerous so I'm scared of actively making enemies with them, and leviathans because no.

But otherwise, I like stabbing lizards of all shapes, sizes, and colors, will gladly duel a vulture or king vulture anytime, I like stabbing monster kelp and pole plants (especially since they give food as Spearmaster!), will try my best to dispatch centipedes when they're being annoying and blocking paths, and out of general impatience I often find myself resorting to good ol' violence when creatures are just being annoying or inconvenient.

However, if I have slugpups with me, need to transport something and/or travel somewhere specific, or are low on Karma during an expedition, or are otherwise just trying to accomplish something non-violence-related, I try my best to (often very un-sneakily) run past them. And of course, if I've died multiple times in a row and just wanna stop dying for once, I'll avoid fights when I can to get a break.

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