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gemini-magic17 · 7 months

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Entanglement Chapter Five

*Just a disclaimer the gifs I used for the reader are not a representation of what she is meant to look like it is mainly for her expressions.

As we were shown to our rooms I couldn't get Kit out of my head. I could tell she had reservations about this whole thing and I mean who wouldn't, especially when you have no idea who this person is. She portrayed confidence and strength which is something I can't help but admire about her. Maybe this marriage won't be so bad it may even be blissful.

Arriving at their chambers my family began to settle in and started to prepare for tonight's celebration. My room was the last stop and the Queen decided to place mine and Kit's room across from each other. Entering the room there were silk sheets on the bed and books that were spread around the room.

"I hope the room is to your liking. Your father told me how much you love to read", Queen Sorsha said.

"It is great thank you so much."

"I know that this betrothal must have been a surprise but I really think that you and Kit will be happy together", she smiled sincerely.

"I hope that is true. Kit seems like a wonderful person and I can tell how independent as well as intelligent she is."

"If I didn't know better I would say that you already have feelings for my daughter", she smirked.

"I definitely do feel something for her I just don't know what that is just yet", I said shyly.

"Well if I know my daughter it may take time for her to warm up to this but I know she will grow to love the wise, beautiful, smart young lady in front of me", she said smiling.

"You are too kind Queen Sorsha."

"I mean every word Y/n. I will let you get settled and will see you later on at my birthday celebration."

I watched as she gracefully walked out of my chambers leaving to attend to tonight's celebration details I assumed. Having no clue where to start I decided to look back at the book with the dragon lore. Opening the page marked with the prophecy I kept thinking it over trying to figure out if there was something actually behind this. Not noticing the page before I see a full-page drawing of a girl with wings sprouting from her back. I don't know if I was being crazy but I could see some resemblance between myself and it. The h/c hair and s/c portrayed in the drawing is uncanny to how I look. I think I am starting to imagine this stuff because this cannot possibly be real. However, if dragons were real once like my father had said then this prophecy must have some truth in it, right?

Putting the book away I begin to unpack my clothes and find something to wear for tonight. You would think being a Princess with an unlimited supply of dresses there would be no problem choosing what to wear. Yet, for the life of me, I can't make a decision. I don't know if it is because I am nervous or that I'm just indecisive. After what seemed to be a long time I finally picked what I could only think to be the perfect dress.

*Skip to tonight

The night seemed to be in full swing with a room full of guests there to celebrate the Queen's birthday. Dancing and laughter filled the halls as though they never had before. However, not everyone was enjoying the party and by everyone I meant me.

"I would say this party is to celebrate my mother's birthday but knowing her she just planned this so she could announce the betrothal like she said."

"I would say that doesn't sound like something your mother would do but that would be a lie", Jade said laughing.

"I can't wait for this stupid ass affair to be over. I much rather be alone with you", I smiled insinuating we should go somewhere later.

Jade smiled agreeing with what I was saying. About to continue our conversation the sound of the hall's doors opening got everyone's attention. Oh great here we go. The guard at the door announced the arrival of the royals.

"Presenting King Aiden and Queen Raina Ravaryn of Zemira", they made their way down the hall next to my mother.

"Presenting Prince James Ravaryn of Zemira", the prince seemed to have some arrogance shown across his face which made me want to strike him.

"Presenting Princess Y/n Ravaryn of Zemira", slowly making her way everyone's eyes were on her.

"So, that's the Princess huh", Jade questioned.

"Yep, that's her. Not much to her though. When I met her she seemed rather dull and boring. My mother fawned over her though but that was no surprise seeing as she picked her to be my wife", I rolled my eyes.

"I wouldn't say she is dull it seems when she walks into a room everyone stops and stares. Plus she has captured everyone's attention with her beauty."

"That's all about what she has going for her", I said shaking my head.

Walking into this room made me self-conscious. All the whispers and stares from everyone had me questioning whether or not they already knew about my union with Kit. As I got to where the Queen and my family were the whispers just got worse. As if Queen Sorsha could tell how uncomfortable I was she held the attention of the hall.

"To my esteemed guests, I have invited you here tonight not just for my birthday but to make an announcement", she beckoned Kit to come up. I could see that Kit was reluctant to do what she said. Once Kit was by her side she continued.

"I am happy to announce that my daughter Kit and Princess Y/n will be married in three months' time. Their union will bring prosperity and happiness between our two kingdoms", she smiled and the crowd cheered.

In the corner of my eye, I could see Kit looking at a girl seated in the middle of the hall. I began questioning who she was and how did she know Kit. After the cheering settled down I made my way toward Ser Easton seeing as the rest of my family was busy and Kit was spending her time with that girl. Before I could reach him I was stopped by a few people who kept asking how I felt about my soon-to-be marriage. I tried my best to give an answer that didn't sound like I was uncertain.

"It's great, I am honored to be marrying a wonderful person. She is strong, kind, and incredibly smart", I smiled.

Ending the conversation I made my way back to where Ser Easton was only he was nowhere in sight.

As the night went on my eyes lingered on Kit and the girl she was with. Throughout the night I heard her brother Airk say her name was Jade. I could tell they were close, especially since they were huddled up in a corner together not talking to anyone else. I even tried to talk to her but to no avail she just avoided me as if I had the plague.

"Hello, princess", I heard Ser Easton say from right beside me.

"Hi, I was looking for you earlier but you disappeared."

"I'm sorry I was discussing something with your father", he said.

"May I ask what it was"?

"Your father thinks it would be best for me to stay by your side in Tir Asleen since you will not have the comforts of home", he said smiling.

"Really", I say with hope.

"Your father does not want you to be alone in a place that is not home", I couldn't stop smiling then that smile slowly started to fade from the scene that had unfolded in front of me.

There was a genuine smile on her face when dancing with Jade and whenever I tried to talk to her the only look I get is hate. Even though I don't really know her my heart started to break and my eyes started to water.

"Princess, are you alright", Ser Easton asked.

I pry my eyes away from the scene I looked at him saying, "I'm fine there is just something in my eyes."

Ser Easton looked at what I couldn't take my eyes off a moment ago. He said, "Y/n crying over her is not worth it. What have I always told you"?

"That someone who makes you cry is someone that is not worth your tears or time", I said remembering what he did when he told me this as a child.

"That's right. You are a strong, fierce, and independent woman who does not need anyone who make you feel less than."

"Thank you, Ser Easton", looking back at the scene I couldn't be here anymore.

"If you excuse me I need to go get some fresh air", I said only to hear Ser Easton saying that he would accompany me just to tell him that I wanted to be alone. As I left I could feel his eyes boring into my back knowing that he was concerned and worried about what just happened.

Not knowing where to go I just kept walking with the thoughts of Kit and Jade overtaking my mind. Before I know it I am not in the castle I'm making my way towards the woods. Out of nowhere, the tears start to flow and I can't breathe. I was insane thinking that I could just come here and have a happy life. Instead, I will have one filled with nothing but sadness and loneliness. I tried to get to know her but how can you do that when she avoided me or that she just pretended that I didn't exist.

As the tears continued streaming down my face I heard a loud noise. It almost resembled the sound of a tree falling. Again came the noise but it was followed by the sounds of a roar. Next thing I knew a gust of wind came out of nowhere blowing dirt and leaves all around me. Suddenly I heard the roar again only it was followed by what was behind the sound. I looked up at the sky and couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a dragon, before my very eyes alive and soaring across the night sky.

As I followed it with my eyes I could tell it was just circling the area not really knowing why it was doing it. Then all of a sudden it made a beeline for where I was standing. I ran the opposite way from where I came from standing in an open field thinking I had lost it landed right behind. Slowly turning around to meet the dragon's eyes I am amazed as to what I see. It was Calyx.

Standing right in front of me I should be afraid of him but I wasn't. I reached out my hand slowly to touch the side of his face so as not to scare him. I could tell he was cautious of me as though I was going to hurt him. I looked into his eyes and felt this instant connection with him almost like I could call him my home and me his. He relaxed into my touch and warmed up to me. As if something had startled him he flew off. Watching him fly off into the distance I questioned if I would ever see him again but in my heart, I knew I would.

#hazel callahan x reader #kit tanthalos x reader

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skyepixels · 9 months

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The Welcome Home Website!!!!! She is Beautiful~! And She Leaves Us With So Many Questions!

First off, I am absolutely astonished at how beautiful she is!!! Clown, Puzz, and everyone else has worked so hard and they've exceeded everyone's expectations with the site!!! What a wonderful little Home they've made, and I'm excited to experience it as a fan!!!

I know that everyone's combing through the new website update with a fine toothed comb so I won't be sharing anything we've already found. I don't think I've found anything new in the site that others haven't already found, but oh boy!!!! Does everything there only raise more questions!

What I do love is how all the audio files we've been given through the "bugs" has really shown what everyone's personality is like! I love every one of them, and the voice actors captured them perfectly! Oh and the little tidbits of history with the merchandise, the telephone calls, the little skits! Be still my beating heart~!!!

AND THE WALLY LIVE INTERVIEW. I CANT! It's sooo darn cute!! And Nick Nocturne (I know it's him, that interdimentional cat demon) as the interviewer was such a lovely touch! I cannot wait to hear about that from his YT channel!!! And Wally was so coy with the romance question~ and I think that's the perfect way to answer it for everyone who loves him! Keep it vague, let everyone make their own conclusions and be happy! (I know I certainly will for the time being, and will love him no matter what!) I am so curious about the underlying story here: there's so much to think about it's driving me crazy! They gave so much and answered so little! We can only theorize from here! So here's my little thoughts! None of it's cohesive in any way, nor does it really have all the details or tell full story yet, so just take it in sections if you decide to read it! ______

!~OBSERVATION TIME~!

I think that Wally, Home (And maybe everyone else, not sure) are trapped somewhere. Where exactly isn't certain, but very trapped indeed. My first indication of this from this response in the guestbook for Tayla (Page 8):

"eu não sei onde estamos" - I don't know where we are (A bonus for the multi-lingual side of things there, it makes me really happy to see it!)

I have no concept of what happened to everyone else, but from the little drawings he's made on the guestbook, he's constantly telling people things like "Oh, I'll tell Eddie." or "I'll tell Frank." these messages, but we never get a direct response from any other neighbor! It's always him talking! Just him. He tells people their responses, but we never hear anything direct from the other neighbors! The quick reference I can bring up is the hearts PNG in the guestbook for Kazoo:

itoldhim_hesaidhesflattered_idontknowwhatanyoneistalkingabout_.png I feel like those collections of audio clips with all the neighbors (1-14 to 14-14) are a recount of events throughout an entire day that previously happened that may give insight into what happened to Wally. I think this is the case based on the last audio in the list, 14-14 bh audio, when Barnaby notices Wally acting strange:

BARNABY: Yeah, yeah, real funny! A poor little guy like me deserves some sympathy! A clown without a kazoo is like… Like an artist without his paintbrush! Go on kid, tell ‘em! …Hello? Buddy? Pal? …Hey, you stopped paintin’. Everything alright, Wally?

Well, something happened there. Maybe a change in his psyche, how he perceives things - some strange realization that terrified him. Maybe he got angry at something. What it was? I have no clue.

Another addition that I think is interesting! Frank wrote to Wally describing the unusual bug he found. In the beginning of that letter, Frank says this:

"I know you would ask if you are here." Where is he?

The nature of how Wally and everyone communicates is so vague and weird! I think the telephones, the mail, the TVs - all these things are means of communicating, but there's no direct connection to us! Any time a phone call is made, they can't hear us. This I have inferred from the "It's for you!" Talking telephone toy! They can talk to us and we can hear them, but they can't hear us! What's causing this disturbance? That's the real bug here, and I'm clueless on what that means or how to break through the surface!

Most importantly! I think that Wally specifically trying to communicate with that one person on the WHRP team. That person... is experiencing a lot of heavy sh*t, because I think they remember Wally and the show. They're the closest person right now that's able to help him (either willingly or not!)

I also believe he's specifically working with that WHRP member because in the phone audio (the one you click on when interacting with the toy telephone on the merchandise page), he says:

"You have to go too. You have work to do."

From what I can interpret from the live interview, I think that it implies some semblance of back story! Wally did interact with people and the outside world during his prime in the 70s, when the show was really starting to pick up speed. He was calmer, more in tune with his character and fame. He was in character most of all, and I think being in character was a sense of identity for him that he could rely on!

But those secret audio files we hear from him now? He sounds desperate, like he can't breathe. He's practically breaking from his usual character. What did he realize? What does he know? All of those things boil down to this sentence:

"I will help you understand. I will find a way soon, Neighbor."

Wally (and Home?) are working away at a solution wherever they can I think that WHRP member is the key to that! (Although the methods of how they're doing it, i.e the black paint that apparently you shouldn't touch with bare hands, the mind-boggling phone ringing in that person's ears, the complete distortion of reality - definetely implies a few things.)

I also think that the highlighted in invisible ink is Wally's words throughout the email compilations and other documents! The one where he says "Im so sorry." - I feel like that's him showing some remorse for his actions there, but it's like a sorry that says "I'm sorry, I have to do this." kind of deal (which is... oof)

Also - quick note! Wally keep insisting on being let in, rather than being let out. "Let me in." - Let you in to where? Our world? Reality? Oh so many questions!!!

I also am curious about the WHRP staff too, and their interactions with the Question-Answerer, the Marlo company, the Playfellow Workshop! There's two sides to this story; the human side and the puppet one, and it's so multilayered here that at this point, I'm inclined to distrust what anyone on that website says until we know what's going on!

Lastly, I'm not certain how much we as viewers of this story are involved. While I believe that he's working to get that WHRP member to let him in, he does acknowledge us through the guestbook. Although, I don't think truly aware of how much we see him. i.e "idontknowwhatanyoneistalkingabout" line from the heart PNG.

While I want to believe that Wally can see us through our art, specifically when we draw or recreate his eyes, for engagement's sake (audio from this link), I also am inclined to believe he's refering to the eyes that the WHRP team member keeps drawing on those sticky notes and other places throughout the restoration site:

And and and!!! I think that there's got to be something upcoming with this link: https://www.clownillustration.com/error404

You find this link on the staff-only page at the bottom with the text "It's in here." And I think that with any future updates, the next section of the story will be coming from here.

AHH~! I rambled on too long! Hope you enjoyed it!

#welcome home #wally darling #welcome home arg #welcome home fandom #welcome home wally #skyepixels #welcome home theory #welcome home update #frank frankly #julie joyful #eddie dear #poppy partridge #howdy pillar #barnaby beagle

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toast24 · 3 months

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Ooookay, yesterday I said that I might explain the lore behind my Spore captain's story... so here it goes. This is him at the beginning by the way:

Why is he a cell? What's going on? Well let's just say that he's a little bit older than any other alpferd. Or show I say he's mind and memories? Because as I played through Spore, I imagined that the creature we played as always remembered it's previous lives. So the captain isn't immortal but he gets reincarnated every time.

He doesn't know why it happens. Almost no one believes him and they just think he's going crazy. And that's how creature stage passes. Only his packmates want to be anywhere near close to him. And they still think that he's a bit weird. It's weird when he talks about something he shouldn't even know happened.

But he carries on. He feels like he's on a mission to lead his species to greatness. Years pass and he manages to become the chieftain of his new tribe, and allies most of the other tribes (it's more complicated than just that, but I'll talk about it eventually). And finally in the civilization stage, he manages to peacefully unite the whole world (well, as peacefully as possible...).

After all that, he becomes one of two captains of their planet's main spaceship (Yes, there's two of them, but I'll talk about it some other day. But it's related to the fact that I played Spore with my brother).

Buuut, he doesn't really have a name. Well he does but there's just so many of them. Like thousands or milions of them! But I'll eventually give him a name that he uses in the space stage.

I feel a little silly after writing all of that. If anyone is interested by my horse-bugs then I'll happily respond to questions. It'll even help me develop them more. Believe me i'm extremely attached to them for whatever reason, and I really like to come up with new stuff for them.

I think the next things I'll tackle are their clothes and armor. I'll figure out how it all works and stuff. And I'll draw the two captains! And also explain the stages in more detail because this is just a "quick" summary. Why is it so fun to just think of full lore for creatures you made in a 15 year old game?

Here's cake for anyone who read all that:🍰

#spore creation #spore creature #spore galactic adventures #spore #spore 2008 #creature #creature lore #digital sketch #digital doodle #spore cell #alpferds

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thatonegayship · 9 months

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This probably feels weird to ask

But I love how you draw dipper in general and your art in particular! Is it possible you could do a little tutorial on how your process goes?

If you don’t want to, I understand completely. I felt really hesitant asking this lol. Anyways, love your art!!!

I'm not the *best* at talking technicality, and certainly not about drawing Dipper; I have three distinct styles when dealing with him, that being Billdip Dipper, Canon Dipper, and AU Dipper, all of whom have entirely different purposes both visually and narratively. This results in some pretty inconsistent representations:

That being said! I'm totally cool with going over my process with you! Layout, technique, brainstorming, all that.

Generally speaking, I like to start my digital work on paper. Nothing crazy, just a basic idea that captures the pose, expression, and clothing (these things are destined to change by the end).

Notice the cloud of dirt kicking up at his feet. Look how I position one arm out while the other pulls farther back, and his hair blows from his face. There's a clear emphasis on motion here, both in body language (feet turned against the force) and added attire (Pinetree cloak flowing back, dust cloud at his feet, etc.)

This design is destined to change, but for action scenes like this, it's good to begin with an expressive foundation, so that once we start chipping away at and remolding our concept, we're building off of a design that encapsulates the *scene* we're wanting to convey. That is, no matter how much we shave off, we still have a strong foundation to reference towards and lean into for inspiration.

The next step is transferring our rough sketch into a digital setting.

This is where I tinker with the lasso tool, maybe take reference photos of the exact pose I had in mind. Here, I'm just breaking down my original sketch on a tablet. I readjusted the feet's position, pulled that other arm in to his chest, and straightened his arm out for a more powerful pose.

The next step focuses on pushing the pose and correcting anatomy errors.

Alright, cool! Now he's not just bracing for action, he's *jumping* into it. The back arm's pulled in like a fist, his shoulder bunched up close to his ear. We see how his body's twisted at the torso, chest out, legs stretched, arm extended.

Notice too how I utilize my shapes to empower the pose. Front arm and leg, extended. Lots of straight lines. It *curves* because of muscle and fat, but outside of that, they're pointed in a distinct direction. Contrastly, his right side curves at the hip and follows subtly up to his chest. This helps emphasize his lean into whatever he's attacking, sort of like a bow.

Now we've added details! You'll notice I've changed a lot of my initial design from my rough-sketch to fit more into the style and personality of Dipper in this setting. Since he's, you know, a "Pinetree," I figured his clothing should reflect it. I'm still working in pencil at this point, blocking out the general shapes of what I want, but not really exploring my options.

The cloak follows a slight gust, his hair flows back, the mushrooms on his shoulder lean out from the action, but these are still only guidelines. Keep it loose! Explore things! Have fun with it!

Next step, Inking. Digital art is *very* forgiving, so I'm a lot less concerned about moving forward without a full idea of my vision. This is usually the step I'm most inspired at because it allows me to go back over my loose sketch and add those minute details that excited me so much. I do not recommend moving forward without full confidence in your initial sketch when using traditional art! YOU WILL CRY!

Clothes: changed. Pose: changed. Details: expanded on.

This is where a bit of knowledge in anatomy is really going to serve you well. Bridging the gap between sketch and ink has always been very difficult for me, and it's due in part to those uncertain, not-quite-right bits I have to build off of from my initial sketch.

It's good to keep your rough draft light and fluid so that they capture the emotion and general pose of your character, but it's also important to keep in mind how you'll have to balance *maintaining* that level of expression while incorporating more realistic aspects of their design.

Take for instance Dipper's left foot that went from being tucked up under his butt, to being in a more braced position- like he's about to land, or skirt to a halt. As a loose sketch, it captures the motion very well. However, incorporating muscle and kneecaps and detailed shoes brings out a lot of the visual flaws. Proportion and angle become a serious issue if you aren't entirely sure how a particular body part would flex/squish/shorten in a particular position. The more realistic you go, the more jarring your mistakes.

This is, of course, not me saying you're forbidden from drawing your characters with a leg under their butt with big, meaty thighs. It's *actually* me letting everyone know that I tried working with the pose, building on it looked weird, and I decided to take a different approach. You are 100% allowed to try something else if your initial plan doesn't work out.

This step is where we adapt and improve. Our digital rough sketch didn't really capture the full power of his motion. His cloak kinda billows out like "Yeah, I'm a cloak, I billow gayly." It's flat, hollow, uninspired. Here, you're looking at photo references of Pinetrees, both real and not-real. You're gonna have to make it look like needles and branches, while *also* being a flowy bit of clothing.

For this, keep in mind how *cloth* moves with a more exaggerated, majestic rough sketch to overlay atop our failure of a branch jacket. Die.

See how despite the spikey pine needles, his cloak follows a distinct pattern? Additionally, this coat works in 3-dimensions. There's an outside and an inside, and it curves like a dome around him. It floats behind him, curves in front of him, lifts up, dips down. Really, it's up to you, but always consider your work on the third plain.

ALSO! Very important: Keep an eye on your line weight! Seriously, this took a long time for me to get a firm grasp of. Not *shading* really, but put a bit more emphasis on those bent spaces with darker lines. See that bold line connecting his thigh to his glutes? And the one behind his knee? DEPTH!! IT ADDS DEPTH!!

And *here* is the final product! This is the shading section, arguably my favorite and least-favorite part about my drawing process. Working in black and white, you don't really have to worry about getting every little shadow on your character. Just shade what needs emphasizing; everything with a shadow gets an added layer of depth as well. This is the part that gives your work an additional POP.

Consider too that shading isn't just solid black, even if you're working in black and white. His arm and under his hood are pretty solid black, but the interior of his cloak is far more textured and light. We see where it's darkest at his sides, but leading out, it lightens into distinct markings that (in my opinion) are visually more appealing. Using this tool is ultimately up to you, though.

Okay, the end!

#dipper pines #gravity falls #asks

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qianqiancandyjar · 5 months

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Ninjavember 2023!

Here's completed version with a bunch of explaining below each picture! Just scroll down if you don't want to see me blabbering. (I tried to go short as much as possible)

(I have a lot of AUs and headcanons that only exist in my head and my sketchbooks. Forgive me for wanting to spill them out.)

Day 2: Randy was listening to music with earphones so he didn't know Theresa was sitting next to him. Imagine how embarrassed he would get when he knows.

Day 8: Tech-Ninja AU. It's about machinist Randy being set up by Mcfist for murdering the town hero Ninja with his invention, the Tech-Ninja armor. Then the spirit of the destroyed Nomicon travelled to his armor and become an AI, choosing him to be the next Ninja. So Randy accepted it and was determined to make up for what he caused, when nobody except Howard, the boss of Weinerman industries, trusted him.

Day 10: Apocalypse AU. It's about Randy lost the battle at the end of season 2 and became the prisoner of the Sorcerer. The Nomicon was handed to Howard before that, and they later recruited survivors to form a resistance against the Sorcerer. Then Randy was stanked, but instead of turning into a monster, he was brainwashed and given the power of creating his own red and black stank. And- You know what will happen. (Inspired by the Darkness of Randy Cunningham)

Day 13: Elemental trial AU. You can say it's my take on what will happen in season 3. The Carp god was under the cover of a random carpfish as Norisville mascot. After a series of events it was awaken and gave Randy the power of Ice Rage.

Day 14: I think there's more than just the blood of First Ninja's brothers, since nobody knows how to destank people at the beginning...

Day 17: The Warrior might have been living or sleeping there, waiting for some ninjas to wake him up or consult him about his forbidden arts. (Ha, It's kinda like Eclipsa in Star vs. the forces of Evil)

Day 18: Or it can be called the New Generation AU. In the future, Randy took the place of Messager as well as the Ninja Guardian, while Brent became the new Sword Smith and Sorceress became their main villain. I am not really good at designing OCs so there's no next ninja yet.

However, I read a fanfic of another fandom in the form of CYOA, and it gave me new idea: just let the reader be the next ninja, it will be fun, too. (Also, this AU was inspired by an RC9GN fanfic titled from the past to the future, where future Randy became Ninja Guardian. But I couldn't find it on fanfiction.net any more. Has anyone read it? I didn't dream about it, right?)

Day 19: During that time I got even crazier after I read Enter the Nomicon. It's hard to believe I had a crazy period of shipping Randicon, even for myself. Especially weird for me since I now have a completely different view about Nomicon (peek at my Yokai Ninja AU comics). Time really can change a person, wow.

Day 21: Yes, a whole page just for this headcanon. I used the screenshots in the show because it's too hard to draw. The barrier thing is kinda like the one that held Bill's power in the range of Gravity Falls.

Day 23: Danny: the Walking Air-Conditioner. Inspired by a chapter of Secret Quartet. Danny phased his hand through the scarf. Just imagine your friend put a cold hand inside your scarf in winter. *shiver*

Day 25: Besides Ninja vine ball, there are also spike ball, gas ball, sonic ball, rainbow illusion ball, tear ball and so on. I just pick the most common one from my ninja balls headcanons to put in here.

Day 27: You may see I prefer using numbers to refer episodes, because that's how I track and rewatch them. To be more specific, I list some keywords here: NomiRandy, First Ninja, Debbie, Tengu. As fellow RC9GN Fans I'm sure you get it.

Day 30: It's a half-baked AU thing. The flowers I tried to draw are rosemary?

Wow! I actually finished all the prompts! Thank you for holding the big event! @evilspiritweek

(I don't mind sharing more details about my AUs or headcanons. *wink*)

#randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #rc9gn #ninjavember 2023 #ninjavember #randy cunningham #secret trio #rc9gn first ninja #howard weinerman #theresa fowler #rc9gn sorceress #rc9gn tengu #rc9gn theresa #fan art #rc9gn nomicon #nomirandy #rc9gn au #rc9gn fanart

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venbetta · 5 months

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This is Tumblr, we're all wild animals with zoomies. Please share your thoughts.

You right... you're so right

Time to vomit all of my thoughts then-

I’m gonna have to be so sparring with the pictures due to the 10 image limit *sob* whatever i'll figure it out,,

Also I'm gonna say this- Freddy isn't possessed by Michael Afton in this. I don't mind Glammike, but I love the idea of Freddy just becoming a “deviant” I guess. Robots becoming human. They should totally make a game or something… wink wink.

I'm gonna just dig into the lyrics and breakdown my thought process for some of the frames… (I'm not doing every lyric, only some that stood out)

So, the meaning of “My Way” is based around self determination, that's the basic gist. I personally interpreted it as individualism, seeing how the lyrics have certain phrases based around it.

I had heard this song at the beginning of this year and immediately thought of Freddy. I also remember hearing the ai cover version at one point… (moving on)

And it was pretty obvious that most people agreed that this was his song.

Let's break it down >:]

And now, the end is near

And so I face the final curtain

I started the scene with Freddy walking on the third floor atrium, and I guess I took “I face the final curtain” literally since he's looking at the main stage lmao

My friend, I'll say it clear

Small side note, it's literally the most miniscule detail, but I felt like he was referring to Bonnie when he said “my friend” … It doesn't help that he's on the same floor as Bonnie Bowl.

I've lived a life that's full

Freddy reflecting about his “life” performing alongside his friends, I specifically added Chica because she's one of the remaining members of the original trio. :)

Regrets I've had a few

But then again, too few to mention

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption

This verse was the best way to describe Freddy's situation. He had to not only escort this kid around the pizzaplex but he had to make sure Gregory wouldn't get hurt. He didn't want to hurt his friends but he couldn't let them hurt Gregory either. While it's shown that the other glamrocks were shattered, him saying he has regrets, I thought about whether or not he did the shattering himself or it was Gregory.

I mean, canonically, it was all Gregory's doing, Freddy was an accomplice… (sort of), but in the back of my mind, a messed up part of me wanted it to be Freddy's doing. Especially when we get to the confrontation scene. Honestly it can be interpreted both ways. I've read a fic where Freddy killed his friends… very gruesome but badass.

Anyways have a Freddy ear wiggle... cutest fucking thing ever.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew

But through it all, when there was doubt

I ate it up and spit it out

I faced it all, and I stood tall

And did it my way

Another one of those verses where I went fucking crazy and said “THAT'S HIM.”

So as it's seen in the animatic, Freddy is trying to keep Gregory safe. Gregory was originally going to be in his stomach hatch during this fight scene, but as I mentioned, Freddy wouldn't have wanted him to be in serious danger, so.. I changed it to him carrying Gregory.

“I'm sure you knew when I bit off more than I could chew” refers to Gregory being aware of how much he was in danger, and Freddy deciding to bite the bullet towards confronting his friends. Even if it meant someone was going to get hurt.

“When there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out.” God, I loved drawing Freddy clenching his fists. The hesitancy before just accepting that he has to protect Gregory at all costs. Maybe I took some of the lyrics and made them slightly literal? Idk. Either way, this scene was powerful, especially when he and Monty clashed together.

“I stood tall” to me shows how Freddy was no longer going to let his soft persona get in the way. This part was just very fun to draw and put together… :3

I've loved, I've laughed and cried

I've had my fill, my share of losing

And now, as tears subside

I find it all so amusing

Once again Freddy is thinking about his friends and life, I found this part kind of hard? Originally I wanted him to be surrounded by his friends, and have it fade to just him standing alone, but I didn't like how it was drawn lol. I improvised and had it be a poster instead.

Also there's something heartbreaking about how he examines his plushie. “I find it all so amusing”, I interpreted that as him being melancholic about the situation, looking between the plushie and Gregory by the exit.

To think I did all that

And may I say, not in a shy way

Ah yes, Freddy setting the plushie on fire. I like to think he makes up his mind at that moment that none of this was worth it anymore. Once again, that interpretation of him being complacent to his friends being shattered kinda fits into this line a little, “I did all that”, as if he's surprised he had it in him to go that far to protect Gregory.

I did it my way

…self explanatory. Freddy said, “Yeah nah I'm done. Burn this bitch to the ground.”

I mean, that's basically the fire escape ending if I'm being honest. Mine's just funnier.

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught

To say the things he truly feels

And not the words of one who kneels

The record shows I took the blows

And did it my way

The final stretch. So this verse is pretty heavy, also I had to pace this correctly… I'm surprised I managed to fit the climax in.

“For what is a man” when I heard that line for the first time… fire no pun intended. It's also kinda ironic(?) Freddy says this, since he's an animatronic… but me personally, I saw it as an epiphany for him. He's acknowledging his own individualism, and that's all he has now. He made the decision to protect Gregory, to fight his friends, and now he's making the choice to burn everything down.

“To say the things he truly feels, and not the words of one who kneels” Good shit. He's not taking orders from anyone anymore, he's gone full deviant now.

And with the confrontation with Vanny, he makes the impulsive decision to take her out, going down with her. “I did it my way” the grand climax of the song, where he throws both of them off the building… lowkey my favorite part. I had fun using the tracking tool on the editing program to make them pan across the screen in slow mo…

But yeah, Freddy was gonna go down his own way- even if it was unnecessary.

Yes it was my way

The fall and the brief daze and fear in his eyes…

There's something about the acceptance in his eyes that makes my chest swell.

I'm surprised I haven't cried to this animatic yet.

I'm sure I'm not the only person who doesn't like this ending of SB… it's so weird and confusing. I laughed my ass off watching it due to how whacky it was… also I still believe that Vanessa on the roof was an apparition/ghost. Idk… it makes sense to me.

The fact that I made this ending have more impact makes it more satisfying. I know it was very indulgent but like… that was the point. I know Freddy's characterization in the game is pretty limited, outside of him being a goofball, but he had genuine moments where there was something else there (I'm looking at the true ending scene).

Listen, I headcanon Freddy as someone who's sweet and puts on his best face but has the entire company of FazEnt on his shoulders and all he can do is tolerate it because he was made to entertain. Having him not only have an existential crisis but an epiphany lets Freddy shine a little more.

I say the best part during the animatic process is looking at the lyrics and breaking them down for the story. It helps with pacing :)

I plan to do another fnaf animatic this weekend, so look forward to some wips… if I decide/remember to share

Feel free to ask me anything, I'll try to answer them!

#i hope that all made sense #im tired its 2am #i was busy most of the day...#anyways- *zzzzzz mimimimimi zzzzzz mimimimimi..*#glamrock freddy #fnaf security breach #rambles #gregory fnaf #song animatic

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Hiiiiii! 💕 I was just wondering….. what are your preferences for Zack & Seph? Do you ship ‘em, is it up to circumstance, does the age matter to you/do you consider their age and their gap? Why not even throw in how you fell in love with Zack & Seph to begin with? Do you have sources?? MLA format for Zack’s fandom page???

*plops down on floor*

Details plz! ❤️

Ah yes hello person that I definitely do not know, who definitely didn't see me say I could write an essay about this very subject on discord LMFAO

I'll put the actual essay under a cut for people who don't want to scroll through my Many Feelings about these two lol As a TLDR to your questions:

Yes I ship them, but also Yes it's up to circumstance! Yes I consider their canon ages/the age gap (which most visibly manifests in me only drawing them platonically if I'm drawing Zack as a Second/with the puppy hair, or writing a fic taking place during CC)! I was actually into Aeriseph first and stumbled into ZackSeph fics, and realized it was a similar dynamic, but with someone who spent time with Seph canonically before he went bananas! All of this was before CC came out and I've been loving these characters for 20+ years!

To borrow a phrase (from crylin iirc), honestly, I like just seeing them standing next to each other, romantic or no LMAO <3

NOW, FOR THE ESSAY.

So to expand on what I said earlier, I think it's obvious from my blog and ZS server that I ship these two LMAO That said, the way I ship them is based heavily on the era of fandom before CC was a thing. I got into FF7 around 2002 (possibly earlier, I just don't have the dates on drawings that old), five years before CC came out. At the time, we knew next to nothing about Zack beyond the very short clips of him in OG. So, fandom did what fandom does best, and tried to fill in the blanks!

Some of the efforts to figure out who Zack was went all the way down to his name, because it's Zakkusu in Japanese. So you'll see him as Zax, too - There were heated debates on whether to use Zack or Zax. And no last name! Fandom had to come up with surnames themselves. We also didn't have much of a reference beyond his polygon model, which seemed to have darker skin and, (as many fics described it) violet eyes. It was also assumed that, since he was a First who worked closely with Sephiroth, he was probably around Sephiroth's age. You likely already see where I'm going with this, laying all that out lol The Zack I draw and write is very much based on that time period, and if I'm honest, that's the character I really ship with Seph. I still joke in my fics sometimes that Zack's last name might be Donovan or Darklighter, etc., which are old fandom surnames!

Now, obviously CC came out and threw all this on its head, because we finally got a whole GAME about this (important!) minor character. I have many beefs with CC's writing and Square's insistence that so many of their characters need to be child prodigies (they can't ALL be prodigies, Square!!!). With Zack going from an assumed early 20s to suddenly being 16, and all the craziness of CC's plot, the way I approached the ship changed as well.

This is where I would firmly say my stance is: I don't think Seph had any interest in Zack romantically, in CC. Because that's a kid lmao If I'm engaging with the Compilation as a whole, I definitely lean way more into the mentor/mentee relationship for the two of them. As a personal rule, I only draw them platonically if Zack's got the puppy hair, because that was the most obvious visual cue I could think of that could draw that line between Zack's teen years vs. adult. If Seph managed to not go insane, then yeah, later in life I could still see them getting together! But clearly that's already AU territory lmfao

Ultimately, what I like best about Zack & Seph is how they treat each other (while Seph is still sane lol). That goes for platonically and romantically. Zack is so genuine and kind, and treats Seph the way he always wanted to be treated - like he's human. He can joke around with Seph in a way most people simply can't. Meanwhile, Seph treats Zack's feelings with respect, even during the times he's laughing at Zack for being ridiculous. He's also honest with Zack. He answers truthfully when Zack asks what's wrong, and it's clear that it's because he knows Zack is not a threat; Zack will take Seph's feelings seriously, too. I can enjoy the drama of the trauma and heartbreak that comes with Sephiroth's descent into villainy, but my favorite stuff definitely involves a lot of Nibelheim fix-it fics lol

Despite all the changes CC made to Zack and his relationship to Sephiroth (RIP Second in Command Zax Donovan/Darklighter/Knightblade, my beloved), their actual dynamic with regard to how they treat each other stayed, miraculously, intact. That's the real reason they're still my favorite characters, and how my enjoyment of FF7 has remained as strong as it is after literal decades. Square can retcon as many things as they want in the Compilation, but they'll never stop me from making art and fic of the characters I grew up with. Unless I get a C&D for some reason LMFAO Until then, I'll keep enjoying my AUs (and if anything, I have even more reason to enjoy them now that AUs themselves are canon - you bet your ass I'll be in the AUs where ONLY OG happened and I can ignore everything else LOL)

Thank you for the questions!! It was fun to get all my thoughts written down in one huge chunk, as opposed to my typical disjointed ramblings to my friends. Hopefully it was an interesting read!

Sources:

Fanlore. “Zack Fair.” The Organization for Transformative Works, 2 Jan. 2023, fanlore.org/wiki/Zack_Fair.

Doodles, Dyra. "Way Too Much Fandom Lurking." Dyra's Childhood to Adulthood, Copious Amounts of Fanfiction, 3 Apr. 2024

#zackseph #sephzack #ask #yes the sources are in MLA format #yes I put perhaps too much effort into this #I HAVE NO CHILL WRT FF7 LMAO

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A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

Chapter Four - Facing the Truth

Pedro Pascal's character - Dave York - [DY] The Protector 2 / Equalizer 2

Dave York x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.9K

WARNINGS: {+18} Sex Language; SA; Fingers; Tongue; Nudity; Explicit Details; Oral Sex

A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

I was already sitting on the floor, it was night, and I hadn't even moved properly, thinking and wondering how I could have allowed all this to happen, how I let myself get carried away, I'd always been so centered, so straightforward, it's true that since college my friends had said that I needed to let go and live a little…but sleeping with a murderer? I'd put my hands to my head, a lump would come up in my throat and all I could think of was Maggs' voice saying:

"He killed an agent, and it was his partner…"

My stomach churned every time I remembered…

My phone had been ringing non-stop, countless calls and messages from Dave wanting to know where I was:

"Hey princess, it's almost time, where are you?"

"Only 10 minutes left, where are you?"

"I heard you were sick, do you need me?"

"I'll do the interrogation myself, but I really wanted you here with me."

"Hey princess, answer me, I'm getting worried…"

"But you're not even going to answer me? Is it that serious?"

"The interrogation is about to begin"

"We're finished, where are you?"

"I need to tell you everything about the interrogation, answer me"

"Since you won't answer me, I'm on my way…"

What do you mean by coming here? At least I knew that at that time Mrs. Smiths was in the back garden and wouldn't open the gate for him, so he would keep ringing the intercom. I don't want to see him ever again, EVER.

Not twenty minutes later, someone knocked on my door, IT'S NOT POSSIBLE… I looked through the peephole and saw that it was Mrs. Smiths, I took a deep, relieved breath and opened the door smiling, but as I finished opening it, the smile left my face.

"Miss, you need to give your boyfriend the key, every day he gets stuck down there…"

"Ah, Mrs. Smiths, thank you so much, what would my life be without your favors?" I smiled falsely as she walked back to her apartment.

Dave approached me quickly and gave me a kiss that I didn't return

"Hey princess, what's up, are you okay?"

"Dave, I want you to get out of here now" - I couldn't look him in the eye - "I want you to never touch me again, or say my name… I just want you to go…"

"What? Why…"

"Are you still going to ask me?"

"They told you, didn't they?"

I just shook my head yes

"No no, I'm not going to, you have to listen to me too" - Dave approached me, putting his hand on my waist.

"I don't have to Dave, I don't owe you anything, we're nothing" - pushing his hand away from me - "JUST GET OUT OF HERE, JUST GO" - I raised my voice, pointing to the exit.

"No, you don't" - Dave took a step forward towards me and my reflex was to draw my gun in his direction - "You… Would you shoot me?" - he said surprised

"I don't know, if your old partner had had the chance to draw her gun, would she be alive now?"

"THAT'S NOT HOW IT HAPPENED" - Dave shouted and I freaked out and cocked my gun, part of me knew that he would never do anything to me, but my vast experience and my reason told me otherwise.

Dave moved away when he heard me cock the gun…

"You know what? OK" - Dave said walking away with his hands up to show that he wasn't a threat - "Do like most people do, don't listen to me, don't listen to my side"

"Which side Dave? The one about selling yourself or killing a coworker? What did you do? Seduce her, have sex with her and then kill her?"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" - Dave straightened his nose and put his hands on his waist, taking a deep breath - "You have every right to hate me, but you calling me a murderer while you have a gun pointed at me is a bit hypocritical, don't you think?"

"Self-defense" - I replied harshly

"Princess, please…"

"Dave, go away"

Dave took a deep breath, turned around and left… I unholstered my gun and locked my door, I looked out the window behind the curtain to make sure he was leaving, he stayed in the car for a few minutes, until he drove off.

I got on the phone and made an appointment to meet the lieutenant at eight in the morning.

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At eight o'clock sharp I was already at the door of Lieutenant Jones' office

"What brings you here today, Officer? Any news on the case?"

"Lieutenant, I need another case, and another partner, if you could please send me to some case in Europe."

"Agent… you're in the middle of an investigation, I can't just release you from a case without a concrete reason and…"

"You know very well why…"

"Agent, what happened is in the past, I put you with him because you're smart and quick and he needs to solve this case."

"And I have to help him get well?"

"That's not what I said, I said…"

"Lieutenant, you served with my father, how can you put his little girl in this risky situation? What if I call him?"

I HATED having to use my father's name and influence, but this time I had no choice… Lieutenant Jones took a deep breath

"Agent York poses no risk to anyone, but if you're bothered by this situation, and because of the friendship I have with your father, I'll put you on a case in Holland, OK? But I can only resolve everything in four days, you can't just go, I have to make a few phone calls…"

"Okay, I'll come back to the agency in four days to finish sorting it out"

"No ma'am, Agent, this isn't a vacation ranch, you'll have to work all four days… It's either that or I can't do anything for you…"

I took a deep breath…

"Fine" - I got up, huffing

On the way to my office I bumped into Maggs

"Hey Rookie, you okay?"

"Yes, yes, it was just the scare from yesterday's information."

"Did the lieutenant fight with you a lot?"

"Why would he fight?"

"Because you missed the interrogation…"

"Oh yes, gee, I'm going to have to work overtime without getting paid for it, gee - I'm already walking away towards my office."

Every step I took, my heart squeezed. When I got to the office, he wasn't there, I breathed a sigh of relief… There was no coffee on my desk… I picked up some folders from Dave's desk and sat down to read, I was halfway through when the door opened and he looked at me quickly.

"Good morning Rookie"

I didn't answer

"I can understand you not wanting to listen to me, or look at me, or talk to me, but I take it you're a professional? Right? So can we talk about the case?"

"I'm already reading it, but you can tell me and I'll listen to you." - Face in the documents.

"So" - Dave took a deep breath - "Arjona handed over two women who do the kidnapping for them in Ohio - Adalia Garcia and Sofia Lopez" - Lifting up towards the board and pinning their photos to it.

"Simple tactics, sometimes they invite these women to work as models, arrange photo shoots and then these women are no longer seen, or the basics of the basics, they approach the woman asking for help, pretending to be ill and asking for help to get to their car, once near the car, the women are no longer seen."

"Women kidnapping women, of course, our instinct tells us that we can trust women, especially in a help situation, but it's very simple, don't you think? I mean, for a big organization selling women?"

"Yes, the tactic is simple, but what happens afterwards is huge" - Dave approached me, picking up one of the folders - "In these areas here in Ohio, that's where they have a house and inside is where all the magic happens, specialized people change the haircuts and colors of these women, change their look, so that they are not recognized as missing persons, they are photographed and filmed to generate sales content."

"And you've already had this area investigated to find out…"

"It's already in Matt's hands…" - he smiled

"Damn, that was good" - I allowed myself to smile, because the case had really moved on - "And when they find the exact place, we'll go to Ohio, right?"

"Yes, I'm already in contact with the agents there, the police, everything, if everything goes well we'll get on the flight tomorrow" - Dave said, returning to his desk.

I honestly didn't want to go with him, but I wanted to go on the mission…

"What about Seattle?"

"Nothing" - Dave huffed, putting his arms back and his hands on the back of his neck, I felt guilty, maybe if I'd been there doing my job and taking part in the interrogation, we'd have gotten more out of it - "But it wasn't your fault, Rookie, he just didn't want to talk about Seattle"

I hated it when he guessed what I was thinking… I'd always known that Dave was cunning, intelligent and voracious, what scared me was knowing that, on top of all that, he was also mortal… was he?

I continued reading the transcribed interrogation while I felt Dave staring at me from his desk, part of me wanted to hear his side of the story, and part of me wanted to run away, another part wanted to… anyway…

I waited for Dave to leave the room around the time I was due to leave so that I could leave without having to say goodbye or say anything. Later that day, I received a message from Dave saying:

"We met, I'll see you tomorrow at the airport at 7 a.m."

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It was already the evening of the following day, and the operation had been a success, fourteen people arrested including Adalia and Sofia, and nine women rescued who were being held captive in that house, we left the police station in the direction of the hotel, as the CIA didn't care about the personal relationships between its agents, they only made a car available, and that was it, all day in the car with him, and now the night too.

Dave always drove quietly, concentrated, and this time the reason wasn't attention to the steering wheel or the road, he was really bothered, he was breathing hard, the only word he'd said so far was I'm sorry when he accidentally bumped into my thigh while changing gear…

"Rookie, would you mind stopping by one place before we go to the hotel?"

"What place?"

"There's a drive-thru with a milk shake that I love, and whenever I come to Lima, Ohio, I like to have one… if you don't…"

"No no, I don't mind, go ahead"

That feeling, that tension from the first few weeks was back, I took a deep breath, just two more days, two more days and I'd be out of the country.

Dave ordered for both of us, and even though I wasn't very hungry, he insisted that I try the Milk Shake…

"Wow, my God, that's delicious" - I replied, wide-eyed; it really was very, very good.

"I told you, the best Milk Shake in the country, but don't drink it like that, it's no fun with a straw" - Dave took the lid off my Milk Shake - "drink it with a sip, the straw won't let the flavor pass over your tongue"

Drinking it in sips was much better, we stood there in silence in the empty parking lot… I took the time to look at him, and Maggs' voice came back into my head…

"Dave, come on" - I said, settling down on the bench and finishing my milk shake.

"Calm down, Rookie, you've got one" - Dave ran his thumb over my upper lip to wipe away the excess milk shake that had been left behind, and after almost two days without his touch, my body reacted with desire. Dave took a deep breath and his hand reached for my face and I felt his fingers caress my cheek

"Princess" - he whispered

I let my face lie a little in his hand and Dave tucked my hair behind my ear.

"I told you once that I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, in my work, but that you weren't a mistake" Part of me wanted to be there with him, to forget all this and just ask him to have me right there in that car. But my reason was screaming inside me, begging us to get out of there…

"Dave, no, I can't, I can't, let's go"

He held me by the chin and turned my face towards him, since I'd heard everything, this was the first time I'd looked him in the eye again. And this time I saw them as distant and sad as in the first few weeks when I met him.

Dave moved closer to me and put his forehead on mine, brushing his nose against mine, I took a deep breath and pulled him towards me, putting my mouth on his, I held him by the back of the neck while I slipped my tongue into his mouth, Dave held me by the face and let the kiss go very slowly, without rushing, his mouth soft, warm and just touching me made me shiver, Dave ran his tongue over my lips and breathed heavily while he left me with kisses.

I shouldn't have, but I wanted him, I wanted Dave, my head said no, but my body reacted the opposite around him.

I followed him with my body towards his place in the driver's seat, Dave held me by the legs and placed me on his lap without taking his mouth off mine. His hands went to my ass, squeezing each band and pressing my hips into his, I felt his cock growing there as my panties got wetter and wetter, I lowered my mouth to his neck and he moaned softly as he followed the rhythm of my hips rubbing against his. I moaned into his neck when I felt one of his hands on my left breast, squeezing slowly. Our mouths clamped together, our breathing labored and our hips in friction, I could feel his bulge right on top of my clit, making me moan every time he rubbed me harder.

My phone rang on the passenger seat.

Dave and I laughed for a moment at the irony… it was the Lieutenant, I had to answer it.

I got off Dave's lap…

'Ready'

"Officer, how was the mission?"

"All right, everything went well…

"Okay, on that subject, in two days you'll be released, tomorrow I just need you to sign some papers and organize your passport…"

"Yes sir"

I put my phone to my lips, looking straight ahead.

"Dave, I have to go…"

"Princess?"

"I just want to go and I need to go" - looking straight ahead, because that call brought me back to reality…

"You're the most complicated and annoying human being I've ever met, you know that?" - Dave said, starting the car and getting out - "You confuse me… and piss me off"

On the way I felt Dave looking at me sometimes and I preferred to keep quiet, I just wanted to get away from him, so I wouldn't give in to him.

At the hotel I rushed to my room, took my shower and went to sort out the case documents for the next day, we couldn't take the accused away from there, so everything would have to be sorted out tomorrow.

I realized that there were some documents there that I had already seen but needed again, they were with him, I was already in my pajamas by this time, but I decided to go anyway, the door was next door, no one would see me in my old Guns shirt and my pink polka-dot shorts and my fluffy slippers…

I quickly left the room and knocked on Dave's door, he opened it and was startled to see that it was me, he looked so different, in his sleep shorts, T-shirt and bare feet, his hair damp as if he'd just got out of the shower.

"Prin… Rookie… do you need anything?"

"I need Dave, the documents from evidence folder 582C"

"Sure, sure, I took it because I needed to read up on some items, but come in, I'll get it."

I stood inside with the door still slightly open, while he went to the table that was full of papers to look for what I had asked for, Dave handed me a piece of paper and asked me to check that it was the one, while I checked, Dave picked up his phone that had been ringing for a message…

Dave turned around

"What do you mean you're going to Holland?"

"What?"

"You heard me, what do you mean you're going to Holland?"

"I asked for a transfer to another case Dave, I…"

"You're what? You're going to run away, abandon… the case?"

"I can't be around you anymore after…"

Dave slapped the pile of papers on the table, knocking most of them to the floor. He put his hand to his mouth and scratched his nose

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it's none of your business, Dave, that's why…"

Dave approached me, at a normal distance…

"You know what, go on, maybe by sitting with your next partner you'll forget everything that's happened here."

I slapped him across the face, my only reaction.

Dave turned his face away and wiped at the slap…

"The most interesting thing about all this is that you haven't even been here an hour, and you haven't gotten the right lady vibe, sitting on my lap in the car… You know what I think" - Dave came closer to me

"Dave, don't you dare, do you think you know me? You're not even close to knowing who I am and…"

"I don't know you? I may not know everything about you, yet… but I know that you tremble every time I come near you, and it's not fear, I know that you're angrier at yourself than at me for the things I've done, and not for the actions, but for the simple fact that you can't get out of it, and I also know that the fact that you found out what I did has given you another view of me, and that view now makes you angry, makes you suspicious, but it turns you on a lot, because you've always wanted to take risks" - Dave just slammed the door behind me.

"That doesn't make you know me Dave, it just makes you a mediocre detective." - Taking steps back

I felt my back against the closed door and Dave's hand on the door, over my shoulder, staring at me.

"I'm not afraid of you Dave…"

"There's only one thing you feel for me, and that's what I want" - putting his other hand on my waist…

"Disgust?"

"Horny" - Dave whispered in my ear and I shivered

I was still leaning against the door with my arms crossed when I felt Dave's hand on my waist squeeze me, and he lowered his head towards my neck, running his tongue slowly from bottom to top. I held my breath.

"If you want princess, I'll stop now…"

"I fucking hate you so much Dave York"

I pulled his waist to me as I kissed his mouth, I'd never been as thirsty for him as I was at that moment, Dave was pressing me against the door so hard that I was breathless at times.

I took off his shirt and ran my nails over his chest, he moaned and bit his lower lip, so I kissed his neck, down past his nipples where I let my tongue play a little, down to his belly button and nibbled on his cock, which was already hard through his clothes, and back up to his mouth.

Dave picked me up on his lap, facing him, and moved towards the bed. He lay down with me, on top of me, while one of his hands searched for my skin under my shirt, our mouths pressed together and gasping into each other.

Dave stopped for a moment and stared at me, running his fingers down the side of my face…

"What's wrong?" - I asked softly.

"You… you're so beautiful" - he kissed one of my cheeks - "so smart" - he kissed the other. "You drive me crazy. He kissed my mouth."

My hands caressed his back, while we kissed again calmly, Dave took off my blouse and moved his mouth down to my breasts, nibbled on the nipple and ran his tongue down the side of my belly and stopped at the waistband of my shorts.

Dave lowered his face to my still-covered pussy and breathed heavily there, I felt his fingers in the waistband of my clothes and Dave took them off slowly, he smoothed my thighs, kissed them calmly.

One of his fingers lightly brushed my entrance and my body responded by arching my back, I moaned softly at his touch.

Dave slowly slipped a finger in and back out, slipped another finger in and I moaned louder. He used his thumb to reach my clit, making small circles on it as he slipped two fingers in and out of my pussy.

Dave was kneeling outside the bed, I looked at him for a moment and he was watching me as I pleasured myself… I moaned his name, DAVE.

He smiled in a proud way, bent over me as he kissed the underside of my thighs, circling and slipping his fingers in faster.

"Come for me princess"

He asked as he fucked me with his fingers, my legs were already shaking until his thumb touched my right spot and I felt my orgasm coming, I clenched the bed sheets and moaned, as I came Dave took his fingers out and stuck his tongue in my pussy, from bottom to top twice and on the third time he stopped at the clit and sucked it, I moved my body up almost sitting down and holding his head in that position… I was shaking, sweating and moaning with Dave York between my legs.

"FUCK…"

I fell backwards onto the bed, gasping for breath… Dave continued with his tongue in me, passing it slowly, from bottom to top, from top to bottom, making circles… I couldn't ask him to stop, in fact I didn't want him to stop, but I didn't have the strength at that moment.

Dave put my feet up on the bed while I sucked on the orgasm he had just given me, his tongue was still circling my clit and I felt one of his fingers sliding into my entrance again, I felt Dave stick his thumb in me while his tongue played around, he was moving his thumb in and out and I held him by the hair with one hand, keeping him in the position he was in and moaning while with the other I squeezed my breast, I had never felt so much pleasure like this, in fact, no one had ever given me so much pleasure like this.

Dave's thumb went down to my pussy, and pressed at the entrance to my anus, I tensed in reaction, Dave ran his tongue down there, and back to my clit, he ran his hands around my thighs, pulling me closer to him, as he stuck his head further in and pressed his face into my pussy, one of his hands left my thigh and squeezed my breast slowly, I felt another wave invading me, I crossed my legs behind Dave's back and held him to me.

I moaned loudly as he drank from me, trembling and still gasping for breath… Dave climbed on top of me, leaving kisses all over my torso, I was so sensitive that I shivered with every touch of his lips.

He reached for my mouth, holding me by the back of the neck, just lifting my head a little so he could kiss me, his body over mine, one arm resting on the bed and the other holding the back of my neck.

I lifted my body towards him, making him change position. We were both on our knees on the bed, Dave put his arm around me, pulling me to him, I held him by the face, caressed him with my fingertips…

I ran my hands down his back, tracing him, until I reached his ass, pressed him against my body, then slipped my hands into the waistband of the shorts he was wearing and started to pull them down, he wasn't wearing any underwear, so I didn't have much trouble, Dave helped me by finishing taking the shorts off himself…

When he pressed his body into mine again, I felt his cock pressing against my belly. I held it carefully and Dave gasped at my touch.

Dave sat down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I positioned myself on his lap, facing him, still masturbating him.

I raised my hips a little, just until he reached a height where I could sit on that cock. I should have been used to Dave's thickness by now, but no, it always hurt a little when I started to penetrate, but it was a good pain, and I went down slowly until I got used to it again.

I stopped when I felt it all go in and Dave threw his head back, moaning. I started to ride Dave slowly, as I went back and forth, rubbing my clit against him, his moans became more intense, he held both sides of my ass making me go back and forth with more intensity. He put his mouth on my left breast and sucked it eagerly. He moved his hands up to my back where his arms went around me, our bodies stuck together, almost occupying the same space, as if we were one. He moved one hand down to my ass, where he held and pushed his cock in even further, and from there he stretched his arm further, reaching my clit from behind me. The sensation of him fucking me like that and masturbating me at the same time…

"FUCK"

I moaned loudly, already feeling my third orgasm coming on, Dave pushed with his fingertips and I just exploded, in another wave of hard-on right there on his lap, he silenced my moans with a kiss, and made me moan into his mouth… My body was already getting exhausted, I could feel my muscles trembling, Dave lay down while I was still sitting there, rubbing myself against him and finishing feeling my orgasm, he held me by the waist continuing the movement, I squeezed my breasts… and even though I didn't have the strength I couldn't stop riding him, the look on his face as he watched me cum was getting me more and more heated…. "You drive me crazy princess" - he gasped - "hot"

I threw my body back a little, resting my hands on his legs, and then I threw myself forward, letting my body fall on top of his, resting my hands on the pillow under his head…

"Holy shit, Dave" - I said, panting and swallowing…

Dave turned with me, putting my arms behind my back and pinning me down with just one hand. I thought about protesting, but no, I ended up enjoying the idea. I rested my head on the bed, my face to one side, I felt Dave opening me up with his fingers, then I felt his cock rubbing against me and entering me, without any difficulty. With his remaining hand, Dave guided my hips towards him, holding me by the waist, making me bend my ass more towards him.

He squeezed my ass so hard that the next day I would have the marks of his fingertips.

Dave started thrusting in and out of me, his hand now pushing my back towards the bed and making me lean even further towards him. He groaned loudly, increasing the speed, his hand squeezing me tightly, as if he was afraid I would escape… I should have, but I wouldn't…

Dave groaned as his hips slammed into my ass. He pulled me by the hips as he fucked me hard.

I felt that Dave was going to come when he went out of rhythm, he thrust in two more times very hard, and moaned in a loud growl, while his hand held me by the back of the neck, pushing me down on the bed, he pumped a few more times until he fell with his head on my back, and let go of my arms… I could hear his panting, I felt his lips kissing my back…

Dave pulled out of me and sat on the bed, resting his back on the headboard. I just turned over on my stomach, staring at the ceiling and trying to breathe…

"Hey, come here princess" - Dave called me closer…

I didn't move, I just stood there, staring at the ceiling…

"Dave? Why did you do that?"

Dave took a deep breath…

"I'm not a bad guy, princess, that's the first thing you need to know about me…"

"I already know who you are, at least I think I do, honestly I know you wouldn't hurt me, but sometimes I doubt it…."

"I would never, ever, never hurt you…"

"Then start by telling me the truth…"

"Well" - Dave took a deep breath, let it out - "things were strange at the agency, Carol had already been unemployed for 6 months and our savings were running out, we even had to touch the girls' college money to pay the bills and not mortgage the house… the fights with Carol became constant, she demanded that I take care of everything because that's my role as a man, I was a husband and I had to take care of everything, and she wasn't wrong…"

"Yes, she was, we don't live in the 50s any more Dave, the rent is shared…"

"Yeah, but she doesn't think like that, and neither did I at the time… and one day I was in the bar, that bar, and an agent who'd been transferred from LA sat down to chat, to mingle and saw me worried, I'm not one to talk about my personal life, I'm really not, but I was already a bit drunk… and I ended up telling him about the financial situation… He said he was going to present me with a proposal and I agreed to see him the next day, I thought he was going to talk about pyramid schemes, investments… I went with him the next day and he introduced me to some people, and the job was simple, to find people who didn't want to be found."

"So you hunted down their enemies and competitors?"

"That's right, I just gave them the location, I didn't do anything, at first I didn't go for it, but the money was really good, like really good, I was earning half my year's salary in one job…"

"But he started asking for more, didn't he?"

"Yes… he started to be investigated for other crimes, and I had to hand over the agents who were investigating, if he was arrested, I would also be involved, because they would find out everything, and I was already up to my neck in it…"

"And your partner?"

"So" - Dave put his hands to his face, took a deep breath - "oh my god… after the other team was killed, they put me on the case with my partner, and all I did was divert evidence, disappear documents, try to cover up, I'd already said I wanted to leave, I didn't want to anymore, and I was in charge of this last job, I'd get rid of him, he'd leave the country, and disappear and that was the end of it, except my partner was very clever and started to investigate further… that's when…"

"He told you to get rid of her…"

"That, and I denied it, I said I wouldn't do it, but one day I came home from work, and he was there, inside my house, with Carol, and my daughters, waiting for me, I wouldn't mind if he did something to me, but to my daughters? I wouldn't be able to live any longer…"

"But he threatened you, did he threaten them?"

"He didn't have to, he just asked if the house was insured and said that accidents happen… and I understood what I had to do…"

Dave lowered his head and I stood there, static… in silence for a few minutes

"Aren't you going to tell me anything?" - Dave asked me

"I'm just… digesting…"

"Do you hate me?"

"Not for those reasons, just because you're an asshole… And then, how did you get out of it?"

"Lieutenant Jones, after my partner's death, I decided to come clean with him, I told him everything, I told him about the other agents who were involved, and he offered me help if I'd rat them all out and help arrest the mercenaries…I spent almost a year in prison, the only one who knew was Carol, the girls thought I was on a very long mission…I gave all the statements, places, told him how they acted, I handed them all over…"

"And when you were arrested, they accepted you back into the CIA? Just like that?"

"No, it's been five years, I spent two and a half years sorting it out and then clearing my name, I came back to the agency 18 months ago, the trafficking case is the first big case that the Lieutenant has entrusted me with again…"

I understood why Lieutenant Jones had put me with him… but frankly it wasn't my job…

I sat down on the bed, took a deep breath…

"It's a lot to take in Dave, I need some time… to think… and"

"Hey calm down" - Dave approached me, ran his hand over my face and tucked my hair behind my ear - "you don't need to go to Europe to think."

"Dave, I've made up my mind to go, I just have to think about whether I'm going to believe and trust you again, that's all" - with my head down…

"Princess, look at me" - Dave lifted my face, my eyes met his - "I want you here, with me, I need you here, with me…"

I got out of his arms, looked for my clothes, put my hands on my forehead and took a deep breath…

"Every day I walk into that building, and I see people talking about me, turning their faces away from me, distrusting me… in 18 months this has never bothered me, do you know what really hurt me?" - He said, looking down at the floor

"What Dave?" - putting on my blouse…

"The way you looked at me when I arrived at your house that day…"

I put my hair back and took a deep breath as I sat on the bed… I didn't know what to do, for the first time I didn't know what decision to make.

Dave approached me, hugged me from behind and put his chin on my shoulder…

"You've decided to go to Holland, go, I just want to tell you that you're the best thing that's happened to me in years… I can be an asshole, as you say, I know I am sometimes, but you know, you feel that I'm not a bad person" - Dave ran his hand over my stomach, and I held it…

I clasped his fingers in mine and turned to look at him, closed my eyes and gave him a long kiss…

"That was goodbye, wasn't it, princess?"

I didn't answer, I didn't know what decision to make yet, what now? What was I going to do?

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Chapter Five - Decisions, decisions…

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STOPPPPPPPPPP peccantum is my child now sorry im adopting him you are losing your parental rights. move the fuck over alastor that little boi is MINE

no but for serious, I. Am. So. In. Love. With your series. the art, the dynamics, the designs, the lore, all of it ALL OF IT. you worked peccantum into the series events so smoothly like whaaaaat

A couple questions I have, and then I'll be out of your hair:

Does Peccantum have any preferred nicknames? I saw someone call him Pec/Pecc once and I've been calling him Peccy in my head. I'm curious if there's an actual, creator-approved, nickname we can use

Do we get to know the full details of what Peccantum got out if his deal? Not tryna steal info you aren't ready to share but by lucifer is it eating at me !!

I don't know if you watch Helluva Boss, but considering og Peccantum (not hazbin version) is space-themed and you mention he decorates his room like space,,, it's totally improbable but WHAT IF HE MET STOLAS or Octavia!!!!!!! I just think it would be so wholesome for him even though the Goetias don't interact with sinners

So in his pre-afterlife lore you mention he worked his way up a cult but got taken advantage of by the leader and stripped of all the power he'd accumulated. He's obviously suuuuuper power hungry so it may fog up his thinking, but did he not learn from that??? why is he cozying up to Al (like eating the rotten venison just to impress him) if the last time he did that, it resulted in him losing everything

Peccantum wears Alastor's colours bc soul ownership and everything, but during the 7 years when Peccantum never heard from him, how relaxed did he get? Did he still wear the colours then or did that begin when he was oh so kindly volunteered for "bellhop" services?

If Peccantum's red string theories lead to conspiracies like "Alastor is just Lucifer in disguise", how off the mark is he about who owns Al's soul? Like would he be crazy enough to suspect Razzle n Dazzle or something or would he hit close to the mark?

On a related note, do you have a HC for who owns his soul?

I LOVEDDDD when you gave Peccantum his different hairstyles (they were all gorgeous but I particularly enjoyed the one with the many braids),, maybe Angel or Charlie would convince him to play dress-up??

Does. Peccantum. wear. makeup.

Is there a particular reason behind bis jumpiness or is it just one of his many Talents ✨️

If Alastor ate Peccantum would Al season him or would he be eaten spiceless?

Peccantum visits Cannibal Town for Al's errands, is he chill with any of the residents or does he more employ the in-and-out-without-looking-at-or-speaking-to-or-acknowledging-anyone tactic

Also just curious about how his and Al's dynamic will evolve

I'm sorry this is such a rambling ask, and please feel free to completely gnore or only answer some questions, I'm just really invested in this au you have going on !!!!!

ps i looked up the name to find how you came up with it and i think you were very smart with it

Who is Peccantum?

Oh wow dkajfbshdhjsjshd I'm. I... I don't know how to respond?!??!! This is so sweet! Thank you! 🖤💜💚❤️💜💜💜❤️✨

Sorry it took so long to answer this! I was drawing a comic and it actually added context to a lot of these questions/answered them, so I figured I'd save it until after I was done. There's a lot here so I'm gonna answer it in numbered sections!

1. Names & Nicknames

I don't really have a nickname for him, I usually call him by his full name lol. Peccy is cool lol. His name is pronounced with hard C's. So Pec-cant-um. Or, in case of the nickname, Peck-y

Fun Fact! Peccantum isn't his 'real' name. Like Angel and Husk, he took a new name once he died. His other name was actually shorter (and an actual name too). Peccantum is actually a mix of the words peccatum, meaning sin or transgression in Latin, and incant, in Latin meaning enchant. Basically, magical sin, which sums up Peccantum pretty well actually!

2. Peccantum's Deal

Yes you can!

3. Meeting Stolas

I am a fan of helluva! Have been ever since it came out! Despite that I haven't actually thought about this until now.

Peccantum, absolute nerd that he is, would probably be fascinated by Stolas and his powers. Like talking about specific spells, how long it takes to set up, magic of the stars, etc. I feel like they would have a VERY long conversation about magic and space and shit cause Stolas is lonely and Peccantum is very enthusiastic about this topic. Octavia, meanwhile, would get a long list of places in the human world with little to no light pollution. For excellent star viewing, of course.

4. Cozying up to Alastor

The short answer? No, absolutely not, Peccantum learned nothing XD

The long answer? It's complicated and messy. Peccantum, at that time, went into a bad situation because it was familiar to him. Blood, illicit murders, and strange dealings were all part of what Peccantum was taught to do. He thought he could handle whatever Alastor would ask of him. That it wouldn't matter in the end because Alastor would eventually get rid of him.

He wasn't expecting the Radio Demon to vanish.

5. Clothing Choices

You may have noticed during Checking In that Peccantum is wearing a completely different outfit before he's pulled into the hotel! That is Alastor's doing! Because Peccantum wasn't working for him dressed like that.

At first Peccantum was completely on edge because he was expecting Alastor to show up. After that first year, Alastor could call on him at any time! That's a scary thing to constantly have in the back of your mind. But then, Alastor just... didn't? There were rumors that Alastor had fallen to angels and Alastor wasn't showing up? It left Peccantum completely to his own devices.

Slowly, very slowly, Peccantum started making choices for himself, and learning how to live. He got a shitty job, a shitty apartment, but for the first time in years he was actually living, making choices of his own. And he found he kinda liked it. Not everything, of course, but making your own path in life, finding out what you like and who you are... Well. It was nice, for a time.

Peccantum still has his own clothes but he's aware that what Alastor dressed him in is his uniform.

6. Who owns Alastor's soul?

Tbh, I think it's Lilith. Maybe that's the obvious answer but like... That's the only viable candidate we have rn.

Peccantum would be suspecting Lilith and Lucifer, mainly because of the specifics of the deal Alastor made with Charlie. He didn't take her soul, meaning there's some benefit to having her free.... Or the more likely option; Alastor can't. Whatever deal he's under restricts him from taking Charlie's soul. The only people Peccantum knows who care about Charlie enough to fuck with the Radio Demon would be her parents.

I think he would lean more towards Lucifer, though. It would explain the immediate hostility between him and Alastor. Lucifer's ignorance could be feigned to piss off Alastor even more.

However, Peccantum would also keep evidence for Adam and maybe some of the seven deadly sins on the board. He doesn't have enough evidence for them, but he's not going to dismiss those options just yet.

7. Dress up day

Peccantum doesn't own a lot of clothes but he has explored a few other outfits! Here's some of the sketches I made when exploring what he would wear before he came to the hotel.

I do imagine there would be a 'express yourself through clothing choices' activity he would get wrapped up in tho. He can wear just about anything and still look pretty good. Charlie's happy to see Peccantum embracing different styles and exploring! Angel might help pick outfits and push Peccantum out of his comfort zone.

8. Makeup

Peccantum does wear makeup! It's actually pretty new for him, so he's not the best with it and he doesn't go too extreme but... It's kinda fun!

9. Spice or no spice?

I. I have no idea tbh. I'm not an expert in... people flavoring? XD

10. Jumping at shadows

Did you misspell trauma as talents? XD, joking. In all seriousness though, Peccantum is fairly jumpy because he's high strung. He's a very anxious person in general (there are exceptions) and he's in his own head a lot. Sometimes he will forget that other people are there and be surprised when he is reminded of their presence.

11. Errands to Cannibal Colony

Peccantum definitely keeps his head down. Cannibalism in general makes him uneasy, so best to keep out of the way of any hungry citizens who want to try their luck. Peccantum can defend himself, but he'd rather not if he can avoid it. Cannibals travel in packs and the best way to avoid them is to avoid putting a target on your back.

Thankfully, most people there know he's Alastor's, so they leave him be.

12. Alastor and Peccantum

This one is tricky because I wanna explore this more in other comics, but I'll try and give a general overview here.

Their relationship isn't... Healthy. Especially not at first, but Peccantum coming to the hotel does actually put him in a better place. He meets new people, gains friends, and makes a support network that he never had before. On the other hand, he has to deal with Alastor, the constant anxiety of job performance, and deal with/unpack several traumas he's been repressing. It's a mix of good and bad.

Later on, a few months after working at the hotel, I think Alastor does start to warm up to Peccantum some. They become friendlier, not to the point of being friends, but Alastor appreciates the work Peccantum does and trusts him with tasks that he wouldn't have beforehand. By the time the attack on the hotel happens, he trusts Peccantum won't screw him over.

And then the fight with Adam happens.

We don't know what will happen in season 2, and we probably won't for a while, but... I imagine losing that fight with Adam did not help Alastor's insecurities. Personally, I think the Radio Demon is going to close himself off from the others, more than he already has. To feel in control again, he's going to be a lot more strict with his 'employees' and a lot less lenient with Peccantum.

Peccantum, of course, isn't going to know this and would take it as a sign that he's failing Alastor, something he's deathly afraid of. His anxiety would spike and the almost neutral relationship he had with Alastor would turn unhealthy again. There would be a regression of progress.

Whatever happens in season 2 would def affect their relationship tho, so I can't say much more than that for now.

Thank you so much for the comment! I love answering about my lil deer guy!!!! Don't feel like you're bothering me, I may take a while but I do get to these questions eventually and I appreciate the interest!

#hazbin hotel #Peccantum #hazbin hotel original character #hazbin hotel oc #ask #answer #alastor

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ja3hwa · 2 years

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Fault | Yunho [Pt.2]

「Synopsis」 : Yunho Knew he was an idiot but was apologising to you going to be enough to get back the friendship he ruined?

「Word count」 : 2.5k

-> Genre: Angst, (Happy ending I swear)

Paring: Bestfriend!Yunho x GN!Reader

[Warnings] : A whole lot of tears, Insecurities, Mentions of cheating, if i missed something let me know

Note : Hi!! SO MANY OF YOU WANTED THIS! It's crazy this (and another series I'm doing eheh) have been my most requested. So I do hope you all enjoy this ♡♡

Part one

[REBLOG AND COMMENT FEEDBACK]

You thought the months being without Yunho were rough but the lone month after walking out on him at the dorm was torture. All your brain could think about was him. Every little detail of your life was designed and painfully filled with memories of him. You haven’t heard from him since that night, nor have you heard anything from his brothers either. It was like you were cut out completely, making you feel even more alone. Well except for one person. San. He was determined to check on you every day.

It became a routine throughout the month. Good morning texts, have you eaten or made sure to drink water. He rarely spoke about Yunho, and neither did you bring him up. He knew you were hurt because of him. But Like you, Yunho was hurt as well. He became mopey, avoiding everyone, not eating. Everything that you were doing he was doing. But you were slowly becoming better while he was just getting worse as the days went.

He fought with his fiance. Finding out she was not only cheating, but trying to bleed him dry for his money. News for her was his brothers cut her out before she could make him worse. He moved back into the dorms. But never left his room. The others were beginning to worry for him. And that’s what led to San, showing up. Slowly, and carefully into your life. Making sure you were okay before asking the big question.

“Hey, Do you know where San is?” Wooyoung purposely spoke in front of Yunho’s room, trying to get the male's attention. Maybe even drawing him out of his room.

“Hmm, I don’t know. The last time I saw him he was getting ready to go see y/n.” That’s it, Hongjoong spoke your name. Will that bring Yunho out? Before Wooyoung could speak again, the miracle happened.

“Why is he with them?” Yunho’s voice is groggy from not talking for so long. Luckily he did shower when everyone was asleep so he isn’t dirty, but he still looks it.

“San and y/n have been hanging out for a little bit now.” Wooyoung poked the bear with his words, viability seeing Yunho tense. All the members knew of his crush but none of them spoke up but now that he has royally and truly fucked up, they feel the need to push it. And since soft, careful pushing doesn’t seem to help, what about the latter?

Jealousy

“San!!” You scream, laughing as San tried to shield your view with his head. But you managed to snake your body away from him, until you jumped forward onto his lap, turning the tables in order to distract him. The finish line nearing, San leans on you, intensely staring at the screen trying his best to win. But to his surprise, you cross before him, taking his place as victor.

“HA! I WON!!” You cheer, turning onto your back while still laying on San's lap. He just laughed at you, looking like a kid, smiling widely. A smile he has been trying to get you to do for the past month. A real smile.

“Well, I guess I’m paying for food.” He laughs looking down at you. You suddenly stopped mid-laugh, your eyes growing big with glee. He leaned his head on the back of the couch as you jumped for your phone, throwing it to him making him fake wince in pain.

“Okay okay, what am I getti—” San’s voice softens as his mind travels off before his mouth could keep up. He sees your background on your phone. It was a picture of Yunho and you at the winter festival. It was the last time you saw Yunho before he disappeared. You were so happy. You were secretly planning to tell him that night, that you were in love with him. But when the time came and you asked him to meet you in the snowflake garden he never showed. It broke your heart and what was worse, San and all the members were there too. They saw your disappointment, your heartbreak. You left soon after that not bothering to say goodbye to the others. All they could do was watch as you walked away, lump in your throat and tears pouring down your cheeks.

“San? Are you okay?” You lent over looking at your phone screen to see what San got caught up looking at but you fell silent once you saw what it was. “Oh…That I… I ju—” Your sentence got entangled in your throat as a knock at your door echoed into the room. San and you both looked confused not expecting someone to be there. San immediately got up walking over with your phone still clutched into his hands. You follow him closely, gripping onto his shirt as he stopped at the front door.

“Yunho?” San's voice was snarky, surprised to say the least gripping your phone tightly. You hid your body behind San’s gripping him tighter as your heart starts to race. You’re shaking, scared. Why was he here, what did he want from you?

“San.” His voice was blunt, cutting through the tension in the air. You gulp down a ball of saliva, scared to even hear his voice. Yunho removed his anger-filled gaze from San to you, tilting his head slightly so he could see you hugging your face into San’s shirt. His anger rose, seeing you so close to San, like how he was with you before all this happened. Deep down he knew he had no right to be angry and no right to even be at your front door. This was his mess, but knowing you and San were hanging out, sparked something in him. Something feral.

Overthinking clouded his judgement. What if you were snuggling while watching a movie, just like how you and he would do whenever he was over. Or those knowing glances you would have with each other, he was so madly in love with you that he would crave to just trap you against the couch cushions and kiss you until his lips bled. He didn’t want San to have those feelings, to think what he thought. He didn’t want you to move from those memories and create new ones with another. He wants to be selfish with you. Have you all to himself, but he fucked up so much, that he is unsure how to gain you back.

The silence was clear that Yunho was here for you and only you, making San sigh in annoyance. He knew Wooyoung and the others were setting up this plan to see if they can get Yunho to finally at least try and apologies. You didn’t know of the plan but you were aware of him being back with the boys. San would bring him up every now and then, trying to see if you were interested in talking about him. You kept brushing it off, so San was always unsure about going ahead with this plan, not wanting to put you in a difficult situation.

“ I just remembered I got a text before…” San turned around so he could face his body to you. The grip on his shirt you had, now moved to you holding his arm tight. Your eyes were wide and glossy. They were filled with fear. You didn’t want him to leave you, not alone with him…

“Sannie please…” Your voice is croaked. A weak whisper is the only thing you can muster. You pleaded with wide doe eyes that fear to break into tears in any moment. Yunho internally cringed at the nickname you gave San. It was a cute name, something you and he would do for one another. He was YuYu and you were Tiny. No one else had a nickname, it was his and your thing, no one else. Guess what just another thing he fucked up on.

“If anything happens, and you need me. Call. But please…” He leans down to your ear so he could whisper his last words without Yunho hearing, causing the other male to become even more angry, feeling his blood boil with jealousy. Your eyes widen at his words, before nodding in response. San handed your phone back with a smile before turning to head out.

“Yunho,” Was the only thing he said to him before leaving your apartment, leaving you with him…

You didn’t speak, instead turning around and walking back into your apartment, heading towards the lounge room to clean up. Yunho invited himself in with your silence, walking soon after you once he removed his shoes. You sat down on the couch letting a sigh out before retching for a controller to switch the game off. Yunho watched you intensely, waiting for a moment to speak but worried about what might come out.

“Tiny I—Don’t call me that.” You cut him off sounding harsh, venom laced in your voice. He gulped, feeling tears gloss over his eyes. He stared down at the ground, choosing to let you talk first instead.

“First you stood me up at the festival, leave me wondering what I did wrong. Spent months trying to get a hold of you, thinking you might be dead. If it wasn’t for Seonghwa telling me that you called them I would have started a search party for you. Second, you come back with a fiance and break my heart all over again. Then I spend a month with San trying his hardest to be buddies with me but he is a terrible liar and so are the others and all they wanted from me was to talk to you again.” You stood up, facing him. Tears were running down your red cheeks but you gave up caring for tears. Yunho was also crying, looking at you with guilt smacked on his face.

“Why should I be the one to ask for you back? Was it all just a game? Was our friendship even real?” when you said that Yunho broke down, walking towards you, gripping your shoulders. You tried to push him off you but his firm grasp was no match.

“Please, Please don’t say that.” His voice croaked, saliva spitting out while hot tears smear on his face. He falls to his knees in front of you, hanging his head low. “Please, I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t want any other this. I’m so fucking stupid. I didn’t deserve someone like you, and I still don’t. But please. Please don’t think our friendship was anything but real.” He let out a sniffle, looking up at you with glossy eyes.

“You are my best friend.” Now it was your turn to burst into tears, hearing his words. You didn’t want to forgive him or even hear him out, but your heart is aching to just know his side of the story.

“Fine Yunho tell me… Why?” You whispered. You sat down on the couch while Yunho stayed on the floor, placing his hands on your knees before starting his side of all this. Turns out Wooyoung made a joke that night at the festival that Yunho should confess to you, and Yeosang remarked saying if you didn’t like him back that could ruin your friendship, and it scared him so he ran off. But what he didn’t expect was to run into his now ex-fiance while he was running. He offered to take her home cause of literally running into her and one thing lead to another she confessed and in his stupid mind, he thought this was fate giving him a way out. A way out to not ruin his friendship with you and to finally get rid of the feelings he has burred. But all it didn’t was make him realize how much love he had for you but by then it was too late. His ex made sure to only focus on her and so he didn’t see, speak or hear from you or any of his brothers. He was stupid., drunken by the hope of finally being able to make everyone happy but all he did was make it worse.

“I went home about a month ago to find her with someone else. I left and went back to the dorms and been there since. I’m so sorry y/n. I don’t expect you to forgive me or even see me as anything other than a friend but I am seriously stupid.” He looked down, pouring his heart out to you, crying his eyes out. Your silence was killing him. He didn’t know what you were thinking of but god sometimes he wishes he could read minds.

“Tiny…” You whisper making him look up at you confused.

“W-what?” He tilted his head.

“It’s Tiny to you Mr.” You smile through your tears, making his heart jump. Hugging your legs his head rests on your lap. You were going to forgive him but he needed to work for it. You can't live without him any longer but that doesn’t mean he is off the hook.

“You should just have told me, cause that night I was going to confess to you,” you said making Yunho sit straight up with a shocked expression.

“You were?” You nodded at his question making him whine, feeling even more like an idiot. Silence fell for a moment at you rubbed your fingers through his hair as he kept his head on your lap. He got up and sat next to you grabbing both of your hands he looks at you dead in the eyes.

“Tiny…W-would you doing me the honour of forgiving this idiot and let me take you on a date.” He asked running his thumbs on your palms. You pretend to think about it before saying a simple ‘yes’, making him tackle you in a tight hug, trapping you against the couch and his larger body. He was finally happy again and all he said to do was apologise. He is going to have to remember that just in case.

"By the way..." Yunho mumbles into your chest. "What did San say to you before he left?" You could help but chuckle at his words. Even though it wasn't necessary to tell him he was itching to know.

"What you jealous?" You laughed making him sit his head up, darting his eyes around the room.

"What!? No? I just I—Yuyu it's okay I'm just teasing." You cut his rambles off seeing his ears turn a bright, shade of pink.

"He said to give you a chance." You smile making Yunho grumble in annoyance. Of course, San was just trying to be a nice friend. He lays his head back down, holding you a little bit tighter, just in case. Cause in this moment he was never going to let you go.

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