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psychedelic-ink · 11 months

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𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

pairing: frankie morales x f!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, romance, minors dni

word count: 1.6k

summary: you have trouble sleeping after your favorite character's death. luckily frankie is there to help.

warnings: established relationship, grief, brief sleepy makeout, sexual situations but none explicit, mention of a past altercation between a sleaze bag and you at a bar

a/n: yes, I am so lonely that when my fave fictional character dies I need to write something with another fictional character comforting me ✌️

Also, the character or the book won't be mentioned so as not to spoil anyone who might read the book and I feel like it makes it more inclusive not to mention it either. But if you're curious about which book just send me an ask 💜

You’re way too sensitive, you conclude staring at the dark ceiling. There’s no reason you should be tossing and turning like a mad person over a fictional character’s death—scratch that, your favorite character’s death. The “favorite” part is most likely the main reason as to why whenever you close your eyes you repeat the scene in your head over and over, like a sick lullaby that did the opposite of lulling you into sleep.

A soft summer breeze gently drifts through the open window, rustling the curtains with a tender touch. The sheer fabric sways lazily, as if in a dreamlike dance, while the cool moonlight peeks through the gaps, casting gentle shadows on the floor. For a moment, you see the muted blue of the sky, and, for a moment, you want to get up and just stare at the stars.

But you don’t. Instead, you turn for the hundredth time tonight and stare at Frankie’s back. He’s sleeping peacefully. Unaware of your sleeplessness driven by an irrational feeling. You count the freckles on his back. One. . . two. . . five. . . you want to press your lips between his shoulder blades.

With another sigh, you turn towards the window again. You’re restless. So tired, yet sleep, the cruel mistress that she is, only taunts you. You try closing your eyes, try to think of something—anything else but it’s no use. Opening your eyes, you stare at the curtains. You think about the characters in your book, about how they could’ve done something differently to prevent the death of your favorite. You also think about what the aftermath might be since you haven’t read that far yet.

You sigh, again.

And Frankie stirs.

He mumbles something in spanish, voice nothing but gravel. You make a sound, or maybe you voiced out a one-syllable question, you don’t remember but whatever you’ve done, he understands and rolls around. His arm slides to your waist, fingers softly drawing various shapes over your stomach. “What’s wrong?” he asks.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” you answer in a sharp whisper, guilt already gnawing at the soft flesh of your stomach. “Sorry.”

“You didn’t wake me, I was peeing in my dream and got worried it might be happening for real,” your sudden laughter is loud, the type that shakes your chest. His lips touch your nape and you feel him smiling as he playfully squeezes your stomach. “Now tell me what’s wrong, querida. I want to know.”

“You’re going to laugh. . .”

“I won’t,” he says in one exhale. “Promise.”

His hand slides up under your shirt, resting on the underside of your breasts. With a hum, you press closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth enveloping your own. He kisses the sensitive skin under your ear. A shudder rolls through you. “Fine,” you say. “My favorite character died in the book I’m reading.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, baby,” you hear it in his voice, the smile, the amusement. You huff half-heartedly, gently nudging him with your elbow.

“I knew you were going to laugh.”

“I’m not laughing!” he interjects, then nuzzles your neck. “I just think it’s cute how you care so much.”

“Now I just feel silly,” you mutter. It does feel a bit stupid that you’re saying it out loud now. Though, it’s not like you didn’t know it was a dumb thing to begin with. Only now it’s downing on you exactly who you’re admitting this grief to; A veteran. Someone who has actually stared death in the eyes and lived through it. If you had known your brain would behave like this you wouldn’t have read your book before bed, Frankie was already fast asleep by then.

He softly croons, “Why were they your favorite?”

Frankie is completely unaware of the weight that lingers in your head, screaming at you to just tell him to forget about it. You fight against it. He’s not mocking you, he’s asking you questions about it, he’s interested. Frankie Morales might be one of the most understanding people you know. You inhale a slow breath, your shoulders relaxing on the exhale.

“I’m not actually sure,” you answer with a soft chuckle. “They were kind of the one holding everything together, at least that’s what I felt. They were kind, nice, extroverted.”

“Did you see yourself in them?”

“Not exactly,” you chew your bottom lip. “I guess it was more like they were someone I wanted to be like. And I have an affinity for kind people. They were just about to get their happy ending too, and it could’ve been avoided, if they were only more selfish.”

“Reminds me of someone I know,” he smiles.

“I’m not that nice, Frankie.” you can’t help but smile alongside him.

He clicks his tongue, “Don’t you remember the time a guy was hitting on some girl and you intervened when I was in the toilet? When I came back he had you by the neck, the fucking asshole.”

You do remember that night. You and Frankie had just started going out, it was either your third or fourth date. He’d gone to the bathroom and as you were waiting at the bar some creep made a move on a woman who was sitting a couple of seats away from you. The man started getting handsy which prompted you to step in, you didn’t think he would get so violent. Briefly, you thought he was going to throw you over the bar. Luckily before the worst could happen Frankie stepped in, bending the man’s arm and shoving him down to the dirty floors. Frankie was a regular at the bar, there were no questions asked.

However, he was quite angry with you, much to your surprise. In the end, the night had ended with him between your legs, edging you until you cried for him, apologized between sobs. It was a different kind of release, one that you had enjoyed.

You can still hear the anger in his voice though, the irritation. Without a word you turn, cupping his cheeks as you attempt to wipe away the crease between his brows. “What else was I supposed to do? He was being a jerk.”

“You could’ve come and get me. You could’ve gone and gotten Benny and Will, you knew they were there.”

“Baby. . .”

He heaves a resigned sigh, lips finding the heel of your palm, the hairs tickling your skin, “Fine, sorry.”

You inch closer, pressing your mouths gently together. He groans into your mouth, large hands grasping your waist. You lick yourself deeper into his mouth. The rock of his hips eager to meet yours, parting away, you grin at how disheveled he looks; hooded eyes, parted swollen lips, a soft red tint to his cheeks. You kiss him again, quickly this time before parting away.

“You know,” you say. “When my favorite character died in books I would kiss my fingers,” you demonstrate by kissing two fingers gently. “Then I would press them over the character's name,” and you press your fingers against his lips, a smile forming on your face. “I’d say ‘You’re not dead, you’re alive’ and I would just continue reading. Once I told this to my friend and she said it was unhealthy because I wasn’t processing death properly.”

He remains silent, his lips gently meeting the touch of your fingers.

“I don’t know why but her saying that bothered me,” your voice falls into a whisper, your gaze dropping to where his mouth and your fingers meet. “It made me feel broken. Wrong. I don’t know why I’m still thinking about it, after all this time. But I guess my relationship with death has always been crooked. I don’t think I react normally. Maybe that’s why I’m so upset now. I keep thinking of it. Maybe I’m just trying to make up for the silence I showed in the past.”

“Define normal,” he challenges, pulling your hand away. You spread your fingers across the expanse of his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "I don't want to play the veteran card, but I've witnessed numerous people grieving, and each instance was vastly different. Some remained silent for weeks, while others screamed and lashed out. And some. . . looked for alternative means to help them forget." He presses your foreheads together, his nose brushing against yours. He still has trouble admitting that side of himself to you. "You're not broken for dealing with it in your own way."

Your breath catches in your throat, tears building in your eyes. You’re not sure why though. Some part of you has been dying to hear those words, to hear that you’re normal, that you’re not some emotionally constipated—or overly emotional—person. Finally, finally, someone is there to hold you without you having to ask them to. Frankie’s there, deep brown eyes boring into yours as he pulls you impossibly close. You feel your bottom lip starting to quiver. A sudden, odd, choked-out sound reverberates in your throat and he smiles. He captures your bottom lip between his teeth and kisses you.

“Mi amor, my sweet girl,” he whispers, the words warming your skin. “You can let it out, I’ll catch you. No matter what. I don’t care if it’s over a fictional death or not, I’m here. Okay?”

“Okay,” your answer comes out in a whimper, you nuzzle his chest, hands becoming tight fists as hot tears slide down your cheeks. You’re not sure why you’re crying. Are the tears for the unfortunate character in your book? Or is it for finally being understood, to have someone there for you, promising to stay?

You don’t know. But it doesn’t matter anyway.

Frankie will be there.

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yukidragon · 2 months

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Sunny Day Jack - Cat AU

Okay, so, two particular pieces of beautifully drawn fan art have collided together in my head to create a light and fluffy self-indulgent image that I just had to share with you all.

@okamiliqueur's heartbreaking picture of Jack's lonely and forgotten box from the new demo made me think of cats abandoned in boxes, "free to a good home." Only in the case of the game's story, he was left out in the rain to rot, the owner having given up giving him a good home.

@jazzylovetodraw's picture of Jack as a cat has been buzzing in my mind for quite a while. I just love how precious he looks in both forms, and when I was thinking of Jack being like those abandoned kittens in cardboard boxes... well, the combination was obvious.

I know that Jack's fursona is a snake, and I know being a cat is Shaun's thing, but I'm a sucker for kitties. I'm as biased towards cats as I am for dragons, if my avatar and username didn't offer enough of a hint. ;3 I'd love to see all the characters as kitties honestly.

Tempting though it may be to go with Fruits Basket rules for kitty Jack, like I toyed with over on twitter, I think I'm going to play with a different and simpler set of rules. In this universe, Jack is stuck as a cat until his sunshine's love allows him to become human again.

Admittedly, it's kind of hard to imagine Jack being alone for very long when he looks so adorable. Who wouldn't fall in love with that precious kitty face instantly? Most everyone would be putty in his paws.

Content Warning: I wind up touching on a couple explicit headcanon details near the end. I mean, I did say this is a pretty self-indulgent image with my OTP.

Maybe Jack was stuck as a cat via a curse ala Hocus Pocus and is guarding the box/tape/etc. Maybe he was stuck as a cat instead of in the tape and no one could see him until MC came along. Maybe he's got a tragic backstory like the cat from Fruits Basket.

Since this AU is more about the vibes, I'm just going to leave the how and why parts of the lore up in the air. All that matters is that Jack is stuck as a cat and left out in the rain in a cardboard box until MC decides to take him home.

I'm just going to switch over to Alice and what she would do in this scenario. Poor lonely Alice is out on the town, when she comes across the box out in the rain and sees an equally lonely kitten. Poor little thing, all wet and sad... She just has to take him home with her.

Alice cleans Jack up, gets him wrapped up all nice and warm in a blanket, and even gives him some chicken she bought for her own dinner that night. She'll have to get cat food and other things for her new furry companion tomorrow, though she should probably look for his owner and take him to a vet.

At first, Jack isn't sure what to do about the situation, though he is grateful. No one has even acknowledged his existence until Alice came along. She's so soft and warm. He loves it when she holds him. She's so kind too.

Alice does find it surprising Jack doesn't put up a fuss when being given a bath. Jack didn't exactly like the feeling of being all grimy, and don't get him started on fleas and other gross things cats have to deal with on the streets!

The vet isn't as fun, though Jack is well behaved, though very clingy to Alice throughout the appointment. He can't help but fear that she'll abandon him too. He'll keep up the helpless and adorably needy kitty act if it means she'll stay with him.

There's no ID chip, no tag, and no missing notice for any cat that looks like Jack. It's clear that the poor guy is a stray.

Alice is hesitant initially. She's wanted to get a pet cat for a long time now, but she has barely been able to take care of herself. How can she handle taking care of an innocent life that needs her when she's struggling so much with her own life?

That hesitation doesn't last long. Jack loves on Alice so much, constantly purring and snuggling up to her. He curls up with her when she sleeps or relaxes. He was hesitant at first, and she assumed that was because he was wary of her, when in reality, he just didn't want to cross any of her boundaries. He didn't want to do anything that might upset her and make her get rid of him. When she started petting and cuddling him, he wholeheartedly returned the affection, absolutely starved for it.

The first thing Alice thought when she saw Jack was that he was lonely, just like her. He's so sweet and can't stand to be apart from her. How can she just get rid of him when he makes her feel loved and needed?

Of course, a cat's life isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Cat food is a step down from people food, and a litterbox is anything but sanitary. Jack just skips that nonsense and goes straight to using the toilet despite the awkwardness, which shocks the heck out of Alice. He also snubs all cat food in favor of human food.

Yes, I could go with Jack being a ghost(?) cat that doesn't need food or to use the toilet, but then he wouldn't have gone through the indignities of a vet visit.

Then again... it would be funny if Alice brought Jack to the vet, only for them to think she's crazy, since to them all she's carrying is empty air.

Hmm... yeah, I think I'll go that route. As hilarious as vet hijinks and typical cat care with Jack while he possesses a human mind and identity might be, this would be a more interesting and tragic route. No one else can see Jack but Alice. He's lived for who knows how long in a world full of people that don't see him at all, unable to even be human anymore. It'd be a different type of hell than the one in the video tape, similar to what I talked about in my previous ramble.

Imagine if the 1984 incident Jack died and became a ghost(?) cat because he was secretly a cat shape shifter or something. Or maybe something more supernatural happened during the incident. Either way, cat ghost(?) Jack is very, very lonely.

Man, I just realized, it would be even more tragic (and complicated) if I go with the reincarnation route for this AU. Ghost(?) cat Jack probably had to watch Mary die slowly in the hospital after the incident, unable to help her or let her know that it's him. He couldn't even offer her comfort in her final days. It would've been so traumatizing.

For now, let's just play with this AU without the reincarnation angle, since this is supposed to be mostly light and fluffy feline fun with the OTP.

Jack, even as a cat, tries to do his best to help Alice out. If he can make himself useful, make her need him, then he won't ever lose her. He sneaks out when she goes to work to keep her company even though she initially tried to get him to stay home. No one sees him, so it won't matter. Besides, petting an invisible kitty is a good stress relief when dealing with awful customers, and certainly beats regular stimming.

The more Alice cares for Jack, the more powers he gets back, starting with the ability to talk. It's a huge shock for Alice of course, but Jack makes it clear that it's because of her love for him that made her stronger.

Of course, that love is platonic, at least at the start, which Jack knows full well, but he'll work on shifting things to a romantic love... especially after he gets the power to shift back into a form that has hands.

Like in typical canon, Jack answers Alice's questions as best he can. He probably lost his sense of identity like in game canon, so he references CloudyTown and stuff "he" did there, mixing up the show's lore with his own past. It's also intermingled with his many years spent wandering the streets being ignored and going crazy from the loneliness.

Jack does let Alice know that he used to be able to change from a cat to human. He just... can't anymore. He thinks it was because he was forgotten. He doesn't know why no one can see him until Alice came along.

It's so sad and tragic that Alice can't be unmoved by his plight. Sure, it makes things a bit awkward knowing that Jack is sentient and used to have a human form, but she feels for him. It also makes sense now why Jack always turned away whenever she changed.

Yes, Jack could have peeked. He could have even watched Alice while she was bathing, but he didn't. He refuses to do anything she won't allow. Cuddling her and sleeping in her bed is innocent, but the thoughts he'd have about her when she was undressing were anything but. He loves her too much to take advantage of her innocent trust in him. He needs her to want him to see her in that vulnerable state... even if it drives him crazy lusting over her. Poor pitiful kitty can't even have a good wank off session with his paws.

Still, despite knowing that Jack was human and is sentient, it's hard for Alice not to fall for his feline charms and not think too deeply about that fact. She still winds up cuddling him and petting him.

Of course, when it first hits Alice that she's treating a human like a pet, she stops and apologizes, but Jack insists that it's fine. He enjoys their cuddle time. He gives her the big, pleading kitty eyes as he begs her not to stop, and she can't help but give in.

Awkwardness soon fades and settles into a strange new normal. Alice does wonder if Jack really is real or if she was just so lonely she imagined something this crazy... but his presence is comforting. He keeps her company almost all the time. She doesn't feel alone anymore thanks to him.

Also... now that Jack can talk, he says such sweet things. It's weird to have a "pet" take care of her, but he reminds her of when it's time to brush her teeth, wakes her up for work, helps her get chores done despite how awkward it is with his paws and small size... It's so endearing.

The encouragement and assistance Jack gives Alice is wonderful, and his jokes are so fun and silly, but it's the praise that leaves her feeling flustered. If she didn't know any better, she could swear that he's almost flirting with her sometimes. She's in denial that's what it is, but it feels nice to be told that she's cute, and Jack is so sincere about it... and how can she not melt when he says sweet things with such a sweet face?

It's one morning that things change drastically. Alice's bond with Jack strengthened over time to the point that Jack finally can change back into a mostly human form, though he does have cat ears, a fluffy tail, and whisker markings.

It was a big surprise to them both really, as Jack transformed in his sleep. Alice had gotten used to cuddling up to a talking cat during the night, so it was a shock to wake up in a pair of big muscular arms. Jack was so happy when waking her that morning, giddy to show her his (mostly) human side, that it slipped his mind what a shock it would be.

Naturally, Alice bolted back against the wall away from the stranger in her bed. Jack quickly started reassuring her of who he was and that she wasn't in danger. He stooped down to her level, pretty much wilting really, with ears folded back, as he apologized for scaring her. He was just so happy that he wasn't thinking about how it must look from her side...

Seeing Jack so pitiful and sad, Alice feels her heart go out to him. Once things calm down, she can't help but be amazed by how he looks. Unthinkingly, she reaches up to pet his ears and feel how they attach to his skull. She only fully realizes how forward she's being when Jack starts purring.

Flustered, Alice immediately pulls back, only for Jack to whine at the loss of her touch. He didn't mind it at all. He always loves it when she cuddles with him.

It's a complicated feeling for Alice. On the one hand they've been very close for so long. On the other, Jack is definitely a human, so it feels different now.

Yet, Jack is so sweet. He's mindful of her hesitation, even if he's disappointed. It's harder for him to hide his feelings with such expressive ears. Alice can't help but want to reach out to him, especially after they've already spent so much time together, getting to know one another. He's chased away the loneliness that had been haunting her for so, so long.

Of course, now that Jack has a human form, Alice finds her feelings slipping into "dangerous" territory. He makes her feel so good, so loved, and she feels for him too. She doesn't want to dare assume he might feel anything more for her than just a friend, but she can't help but notice the way he looks at her, the way he clearly longs to be near her. He's so tender and gentle... and they've already been so cuddly.

It's easier for Alice to find herself cuddling up to Jack, letting him and taking guilty pleasure from his gentle warmth. He pets her hair too in return, and it feels surprisingly good... a bit too good at times.

The line between friend or something more blurs with all the cuddles and petting. Alice feels guilty about it, but Jack keeps encouraging her until, finally, something has to give and their relationship changes. Both of them feel relieved when it does, as they couldn't help but worry that their feelings might not be reciprocated.

In a lot of ways, it's pretty close to the normal continuity, just with some fuzzy ears on top. Jack can change into a cat at will now. As he gets stronger, people can start to see him, perhaps as a feline silhouette, or maybe with some unsettling shadows not from a cat. He's certainly going to be a bit territorial and not be afraid to hiss and use his claws if absolutely necessary.

Still, this kitty is pretty content thanks to Alice. Jack loves it when Alice carries him around as a teeny kitty, warm and snuggly against her chest, even in the cleavage of her shirt at times. Naturally, he returns the favor, carrying her around the apartment as often as possible. It's only fair after all~!

Naturally, Jack wants to get intimate with Alice as soon as she lets him. He's so pent up. Even with hands to take care of himself, all the cuddling and now kisses just make him ache for her even more. He longs to be inside her, biting her gently and growling in pleasure as he takes her.

A bonus with Jack being part cat is that he gets to have some vibrating action when he purrs. It adds a whole new dimension to their lovemaking, whether he's using his mouth on her sensitive parts, or thrusting himself deep inside.

Oh, I'm reminded of the cat-like features I mentioned in the Omegaverse AU. I guess Jack, having feline features, would have a dick that's ribbed for her pleasure too. Tongue too. Neither would be sharp because rule of sexy, but it would add a very pleasurable texture that a clever man like Jack is going to take full advantage of~

Of course, Alice can take advantage of those feline features too. The base of Jack's tail and ears are quite sensitive, and she quickly learns what spots get his motor running. Of course, getting Jack excited will lead to him pouncing on her and getting rather frisky, but Alice would certainly be expecting that result~

I can imagine Jack could make himself look fully human without any feline features, but he knows Alice finds his cat side to be adorable. She has a hard time resisting petting him when his ears and tail are out, and he certainly wants to encourage her to pet him as much as possible. He also wants to encourage her to let him pet her as much as possible.

Of course, if Jack can become powerful enough that other people can see him, he'll have to stick with only cat or human form when out in public. Still, even when other people can see and hear him, he prefers to be in Alice's company. Cats have their preferred human, and Alice is Jack's.

Naturally, Jack would have to be sneaky about showing Alice love when in public if there's a chance of getting caught. Good thing he has that perfectly innocent little kitty form to hide in. I can imagine it would lead to some interesting interactions where someone shows up only to find Alice incredibly flustered with a slightly disheveled appearance, while her "pet" Jack is just casually looking smug, as all cats do.

Person: Whoa, what happened to you?

Alice, not looking them in the eye: Uh... Jack, m-my cat just... ah, got a bit excited.

Person: Heh. Cats, am I right?

Alice: Haha... right.

Jack: :3c

Hmm... I wonder then if the other love interests should have cat transformations in this AU too. It'd be a crime if Shaun doesn't have that ability but Jack does. Jack already gets together with Alice, so I don't want to be extra cruel to Shaun.

Admittedly, I don't have too many ideas for other characters with cat modes. Well, aside from an image of Shaun taking care of his baby MoonPie by carrying her around by the scruff. This post was mostly just indulging in sweet moments with my OTP with a bit of feline flavor sprinkled on top. Maybe I'll revisit the idea again if I get more ideas than just a bit of fluff.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this silly romp with Alice and Jack having some feline fun times!

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #SunnyDayJack #sdj #swwsdj #Headcanon Ramblings #Cat AU

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kissofthemis · 9 months

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Hello!Can i request the nxx biys with a slightly weird s/o?

Like weird as in they're always happy and goofy 24/7 even in dangerous situations?Like maybe something happened to them in the past that made then this way(you can decide on what happened :D )

Oh,and can i be the K Anon?My keyboard lags a lot if i use emojis,so I hope you don't mind if I go by K Anon here :D

Sorry if this is a super long request it's just been brainrottingbin my head 24/7 and i don't have enough writting skills lmao

❤ Artem ❤

At first, he doesn't notice that you have a tendency to laugh off your pain or make morbid jokes. He thinks that he's just more uptight or strict than most people, so he suspects your behavior is actually more akin to how "normal" people act.

It's when you act blasé after a dangerous encounter that he realizes that this seems to be a unique trait, specific to you.

He specializes in criminal cases. He knows that people who feel threatened or have experienced dangerous situations can react in many different ways... but to be this carefree is not something he's seen before.

You don't lash out, but you don't withdraw. You don't scream or cry, but you aren't bottling your pain either. You're an anomaly.

"Mr. Wing, it's a dark world out there." He knows that. "If I'm too serious, I'll crumble." He's never heard you speak in such a flat, detached tone. "So I stay silly!"

He isn't going to pry into why you feel you have to laugh all the pain away, because he trusts you to tell him if/when you're ready.

He knows what it's like to mask his true feelings.

Instead he offers you his shoulder. "If you ever need to turn away from the shadows... I'll shield you if you need a moment to be vulnerable, before putting that smile back on your face."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💛 Luke 💛

Your smile and laugh make him warm inside. He likes that you can stay cheerful even when faced with stress or with gloomy situations.

He soon realizes that you're a bit too goofy, a bit too relaxed, a bit too much of a jokester. He's not mad about it, but he wants to figure out why you're this way.

At first he doesn't want to tell you he's investigating your behaviors. He's in detective mode and NSB agent mode at the same time; he won't ask for help nor reveal his intentions when he asks to spend more time with you.

He cares, but his pride can get in the way.

Finally he pieces together the puzzle, with clues and hints he obtained partially from you and partially from totally legitimate public sources, no hacking involved. (/s)

"You could've just asked me!" You laugh and wave him off. "It's no big deal!"

Luke gets stern with you. "You were subjected to immense psychological and physical abuse."

You just smile. "And you haven't been?" His scowl gets deeper. "Tell you what! Promise to look after me, so you don't have to worry about me getting trapped or endangered ever again! And then I'll be able to smile freely all the time!"

He reluctantly agrees.

Don't ask if the plush dog he gives you the next time you meet has a camera in it.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💜 Marius 💜

Your cheerful and carefree nature is what draws Marius to you in the first place.

He's constantly under stress. Whether it's school, tutoring, Z, or Pax, he always has some project pending and is subject to intense scrutiny.

You're a breath of fresh air from stuffy old men. You smile, you laugh, you play. He wants some of that l joy back in his life.

Unfortunately, trauma knows trauma. The more time he spends with you, the more he picks up on eccentricities that... don't quite line up with "innocence" the way he imagines it.

He understands the value of secrets and how they can protect others. He's had to keep secrets to protect his family, the company, reputations, wealth, you name it.

But he also wants to work on being more honest with himself, and that means being more honest with his closest friends. He doesn't have many friends, so he wants you to be able able confide in him the same way he can confide in you.

Of course, while he's a bold and bright businessman, he's a timid and inexperienced friend.

He'll try to tease and pout his way into your heart and mind. "Aww, are you laughing at me again, miss/mx/mister?" Tugging at your sleeves and your heartstrings. "Trying to trick me with a fake smile? Miss/mx/mister doesn't trust me..."

Turns out he has to be direct and blunt. You two end up having a heart to heart about your respective fears and struggles, the horrors you've faced, the sorrowful smiles and the humorous tears.

He comes up with an idea. "Here's a key to my studio. Want to turn pain and fear into something bright? Show me what you can paint."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💚 Vyn 💚

In case it wasn't readily apparent, Vyn picks up on your act instantly.

He's a psychiatrist. He doesn't know why you act this way, but he can figure out it's unnatural.

(Not to mention he enjoys card tricks. He's also good at perceiving sleight of hand and other "magic" that involves showing someone what you want them to see, instead of showing them the truth and mechanisms behind the magic.)

Instead of playing games or trying to snoop his way into your secrets, he just observes you.

He's skilled at sitting back and watching, waiting, picking up pieces and fitting them together.

You catch him by surprise, however, when you call him out on his behavior.

"Vyn, am I your patient or your friend?" You pout at him and fold your arms over your chest in a highly exaggerated manner, one that is almost comical in nature. You shift back into chuckles and spin around as you wait for his answer.

Your one moment of frustration could easily be brushed off as a joke, but Vyn hears there is actual hurt in your words.

"You are... quite the anomaly," he replies at last. "You wear both the masks of comedy and tragedy. I couldn't help but wonder which was your real face." He leans closer and whispers, "I want to see my friend's true face, beneath all the masks and pretenses. Is that so wrong, dear?"

#tears of themis #tears of themis x reader #headcanon #artem wing #luke pearce #marius von hagen #vyn richter #thanks for the ask!#I hope the list format is okay! I may alternate depending on what I think works better for a certain request #K anon #tot

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lunarshadow04 · 3 months

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pick one of your favourite mutals and go into detail why you like them/became mutals with them

I thought this would be the perfect day to answer this-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @whosectype !!! 💜💜💜💜💜

You were the first person I ever talked to on Tumblr. You gave me inspiration to create Lav. You are the reason I wanted to start The Better Casino blog. You have just inspired me so much and you are such a kind person and an amazing friend. Thank you so much for all of the art you have drawn me and for talking with me and becoming my friend. I really would not be where I am today on Tumblr if it weren't for you. Seriously dude. I love your art and all of your silly ocs. I've been wanting to draw something for this ask for a while and I decided, why not do it and make you fanart for your birthday.

I have you have an amazing day!! You are so cool dude. Thank you again for everything 💜💜💜

Please go give Ectype some love guys. You have to. Do it rn.

#ask #my art #not my ocs #Happy birthday ectype!#hehe seriously I love all of your sillies #please I've been wanting to draw your humanoid sillies so bad #I can't decide which is my favorite #but I really like how I drew Dandelion and Chai #AH ANYWAYS HAVE A GREAT DAY #UR THE BEST 💜💜💜

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alice-angel12x · 1 year

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Hey sooo i get it your probly busy with other stuff but is it wrong that im very curios what would death!yuu do in the halloween event Like i want to know they're reaction and what they would do you don't have to answer if you don't want to its just a thought thou have a good day/night 💜 (sorry for errors)

Twisted wonderland Scary Monster Event

Death was feeling the season, they find it amusing that mortals think a silly disguise is enough to scare or hide from monsters and them.

They thought the NRC boy's costume was just as amusing. Especially Heartstlabyl and Octivinelle, cause they had an... abstract artistic take on their respective monster.

But we're happy to watch the festivities as the mortals had their fun. As the young one goes through so much for some candy. So to not ruin the atmosphere, Y/n Death isolated themselves to Ramshackle. And to simply watch from the roof.

They were pretty disappointed in the Magicam Monsters, for not listening to the rules or having basic decency. And to put the cherry on top, they could be the reason they take the NRC's party away. Which everyone was looking forward to.

So Death would not stand ideally by, so they comforted the NRC students. Telling them to continue as scheduled and that They will deal with the problem.

So The students nervesly did and waited in anticipation for results. Throughout the night they would hear screams of terror, which were followed by a wave of Magicam Monsters running out of the school. Some with pure terror on their face, or crying a river.

But when the students went to go check the area, they would find...Nothing. This went on for a full night.

So when the next day arrived, no Magicam Monster dare set foot in NRC. So the party was saved. Though crewel noticed that Y/n wasn't dressed for the occasion. So he gave them a simple costume, a Nun costume.

But Y/n choices to watch the party from a distance, so they would ruin the vibe for the guests visiting the school. This sucked so Malleus decided to do something about it.

Hey, 100 reblogs + 200 Likes. I'll draw Y/n Death in a sexy Nun costume.

Twisted wonderland Endless Halloween Event

During the whole event, Y/n is just surprised that Time would even agree to stop the clock.

But was heart warmed by malleus's surprise to Y/n. The Fae prince simply wished to enjoy a festive party with his "best" friend, and all the ghosts who missed out.

Since it's a party with ghosts and people who are familiar with Y/n. They don't have to worry about making people uncomfortable. So for the first time, Y/n got to attend a party. And a party that was thrown for them nonetheless.

The NRC boys wanted to talk to Y/n at some point during the party, but Y/n was very popular amongst the ghosts. Who were all gathering around them to have a friendly chat.

Y/n and the ghost had a lovely time reminiscing about the time long past. Sadly all good things have passed and time had to start moving again.

But Y/n will always remember this Halloween night.

#Falling Pegasus answers #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst yuu #death!reader #death au #origin au

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blueberrybladelemonade · 3 months

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Flirting with Trouble

Summary: You're minding your own business with your friends while eating lunch at your boyfriend's pizzeria. Well, you were, until someone shows up and starts flirting with Peppino.

Contains: You get jealous, Established relationship, Insecurity intensifies, Inner voice struggles, Peppino being oblivious to being flirted with (don't take it personal), RPG stats, Kinda crackish in a part or two, Swearing is caring, Suggestive ending (Nothing NSFT but a warning).

💜For all the jealous, insecure, or for anyone wanting a bit less fluff and something more "angsty", if you can call it that💜

🫐🍋Fun fact! This came first before Masquerade but I repurposed this scene for THAT fic, as this one turned too silly to fit into Masquerade, but I made it pretty far before turning this into it's own thing. Just kinda winged it for this fic and it gets silly in a place or two and I didn't take it super seriously when writing, so apologies for any mistakes!🫐🍋

If looks could kill they would've been dead in a mere second after setting foot into the pizzeria. Your boyfriend's pizzeria. You couldn't tell if the knot in your stomach was of anger or sick at what you were watching.

You had seen this person show up two other times. That you were aware of, perhaps more. The thought made you furrow your brows. Today's interactions as it unfolded filled you with an anger you hadn't felt previously.

Across from the booth you were seated in The Noise and Noisette had quieted their own chatter, watching with a growing interest as your cheery demeanor shifted.

An almost unbearable pang in your chest grew sharper as you observed the figure that had lured Peppino into a conversation that leaves you to wonder what could be so fascinating.

Oh, I know what’s so fascinating, you think to yourself, eyes scanning derisively over her too revealing outfit. She was leant over the counter in a way that left little to the imagination.

It's fine. They're just talking. Stop, people might notice. They're just talking. Slowly you draw in a shaky breath in an attempt to calm your nerves. Everyone hates a jealous person. They're just talking. Talking. You repeat the words like a mantra, over and over again in your mind desperately trying to convince yourself that everything was fine.

"Y/N are you ok?” Gustavo asks, walking up to the booth, concern etched onto his face. He had been witnessing the entire scene since the woman walked in. “You look like you want to murder someone”.

"What kind of pick up line is 'can you give a free sample to a pretty lady?' Anyways? Oh sure, push up your chest and bat your eyes and expect everyone to be at your beck and call.

Hearing Gustavo clear his throat you shake your head to clear your thoughts. Your gaze focuses back to the smaller man, attempting a smile through clenched teeth, looking more like a snarl. "Yeah." You reply, barely audible. "I'm fine".

"Pssshaw!" Noise snickers, "We all know fine for you does not mean 'fine', Y/N". Your glare daggers his direction which Noise waves off. Instead he smirks over at Gustavo, "Y/N is getting insecure with the hottie flirting wit- OW!" He yelps as Noisette jabs him in the ribs with a scowl. "Theo! Stop making Y/N feel bad!" She scolds.

They’re. Just. Talking.

Your mouth suddenly grew dry. Why was Peppino not telling her to go away?

"Y/N, if you’re-”

“I am not jealous and I don't own him." You cut Gustavo off, "Peppino's allowed to talk to who he wants". You reply all too quickly, as if parroting back what you heard too often. People look down on jealousy. It's something insecure people feel.

Your eyes narrow, glancing across the table at gasping sound. Noise was clamping a hand over his mouth stifling a laugh.

"What's so funny?" You snap. Look at how ridiculous you're acting.

"Peppino is completely oblivious to what's happening." Noisette explained for her boyfriend. He only nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming in twisted amusement.

Your eyes shot back to the counter where Peppino and the woman were. Still talking. Now that Noisette mentioned it, Peppino wasn't the type to knowingly flirt back. If you walked over there would he introduce you?

Despite how oblivious Peppino was you couldn't quench the anger bubbling in your throat. You’re trying to ignore it. You really are. Despite this you can't tear your eyes from the figure across the room.

She walked into here as if she fucking owned the place. Dressed in a way that draws everyones attention to herself. Her lipstick matched perfectly to that damn outfit too. Everything about her seemed designed to piss you off.

Jealousy is ugly. You chastise yourself again. People hate jealousy.

“Do you hate yourself?”

You hated this voice, if nothing else.

You’re not me, you replied with a chill to yourself.

“Then what am I?”

You had no easy response, instead you to continue your internal struggle.

It's not like you were actually going to hurt anyone. Right? Though a few intrusive thoughts crept into your mind as you continued to observe.

"Ya think Y/N could kick their ass?" Noise asked through an entire garlic knot he had shoved into his mouth.

The couple hadn't been helping your mood at the moment. Comments like the Noise's only egging on your foul mood, no matter how innocuous.

"Well think of it like this..." Noisette smiled brightly.

"We know Y/N is fueled by rage and jealousy right now! So lets say we double their strength..."

In your peripheral you swear she just pulled out an RPG stat sheet. Where did she even-

"I'm not jealous I'm territorial"! You bark, making the pair recoil. Your eyes widen before clamping a hand over your mouth. Peppino hadn't even glanced in your direction, used to you and your friends raucous behaviour by now. Noise regained his composure, making a face, "What's that even mean?

Noisette's mouth formed a small 'o' as if realizing something. She pointed across the room, nodding to herself. "Her charisma stat is higher than Y/N's"!

Was Peppino really that oblivious? Was he smiling to be nice, or something more? And as he laughs along with her, what was so funny?

"Hey, Peppino, I think we're out of sauce, can you check the fridge?" Gustavo interrupts, attempting to separate the two.

"Yeah, in a moment." Peppino doesn't even avert his gaze from her as he replies to Gustavo. Would Peppino ignore you too?

The woman was planted far too close to him for your liking. You watch her whisper something right next to his ear.

What did she say? You lean forward, as if you would hear from this distance. Instead you watch as Peppino recoils slightly and shakes his head and points at...was he pointing at you? The woman makes no move to even look in your direction though. She raises both hands up in a placating manner but looks unphased otherwise.

Fire. Your insides felt like they were melting as you continued to watch what was going on, stomach clenching uncomfortably.

"Ooo! You think her theme right now should be WTF?" Noisette asks

"Nuh-uh, it's Break Stuff." Noise shrugs her off, picking off a pepperoni from pizza to put on her plate.

"Fuck you mean 'nuh-uh'?" She gets in his face, "The line 'Lookin at me like you want my man' is perfect for this situation"!

The couple fell silent as you growled, shifting uncomfortably in your seat. Noisette grinned ear to ear, pulling out her phone as The Noise made another sarcastic remark. Their petty squabble became background noise as you zoned in on your target and rose to your feet.

Fuck it. You've seen enough.

"Excuse you, we're in the middle of a conversation," the woman interjects, her tone rather matter of factly, surprised anyone would interrupted her.

How dare she flirt with your man?!

"Oh, amore!" Peppino smiles and wraps an arm around your waist. You're unable to resist smirking at the lady as he did so. "This is Y/N".

"Oh! My mistake!" Her eyes widen before her attention locked onto you. "You guys are cute together! I cant believe Y/N managed to find someone so out of their league!" She jeers, eyes scanning you up and down.

The backhanded compliment wiped the smirk from your face and has you clenching your fists again. You wonder momentarily how much trouble you'd get into if you made just one good punch.

Violence isn't the answer, you tell yourself.

Rage courses through your blood as you remember how she touched your boyfriend.

Its a question

How she touched his arm and uttering what you think was a 'so strong' and gave a dainty laugh. All while you were across the room watching.

And the answer...

Your jaws clenched, and your knuckles are white as you size up the distance between your fist and her face.

Is yes!

Before you could open your mouth and lunge from Peppino's side his grip tightens around you, holding you back.

"Get the fuck off-a my property degenerare!" He snaps with a raised voice.

You blink, his voice laced with warning, ripping you from your stupor, the fog of anger dissipating as you felt Peppino hold you closer.

She threw her hands up in annoyance, that innocent facade she wore beginning to crack. You flared your nostrils in indignation as she gestured to you. "What could you see in-"

"You heard my man, fuck off". Noise replies, coming up next to you with a scowl. In your peripheral you notice him pull something out of his pocket.

"I jus-" the woman shrieks as something yellow splats against their side, trailing down their dress.

"Have fun getting mustard out of that." he sneered, hitching his thumb over towards the door. "Now get out".

The Noise had barely finished his sentence before the woman was storming out the door, shouting about how costly her outfit was. You all watch through the window as she hurried into her car.

"Tch. Out of his league," Noise scoffs watching the vehicle speed off. "Seriously? Look at Peppino and te-" he was cut off as Noisette shoved her hand in his mouth. She gave a defeated sigh, eyebrows knitting together. "Theo you're failing your New Year resolution".

"Ah hell with it. No one sticks to 'em".

"You tolerated that longer than I would've." Noisette pat you on the back, and you quirk an eyebrow. "I would've took one of Theo's bombs and put it in her car!" She smiled brightly at you only to look behind her and gasp. In an instant she left your side and was weaving through the chairs and tables.

"Noisy wait for me!" Noisette yells after her boyfriend, chasing after him out of the pizzeria. As the door swung back closed you faintly hear her screech "We need to make this an AMV"!

*****

"How didn't you realize she was flirting with you sooner?" You ask as you sink onto your side of the bed and sit up.

"I'm not-a exactly people's first-a choice Y/N." Peppino replied flatly.

"Yeah but-"

"I haven't had many-a people flirt with-a me." He scratched at the back of his neck, eyes drawn down to the blanket. "It's not always-a obvious to me".

You fall silent, the gentle whirring of the fan filled the room. With a shudder you pull the blanket up to cover you both from the chilly air. You stretch an arm across him, Peppino pulling you closer to rest your head against him.

"Well you're always my first choice." You mumble into the crook of his neck. A smile appeared on his face as he gently rubbed your cheek.

"You're my-a number one too, Y/N. Always".

You think back to your actions earlier and cringe. "I'm sorry for how I acted though".

"It's okay mia cara, kinda nice to know you still-a get jealous". Your brows furrowed at his words, “It makes me know you’re still in-a love with me." you roll your eyes in reply as he winks at you. Peppino tilted his head to place a kiss on the top of your head. "It's-a okay amore. Just-a remember I love you. So much. I would never-a leave you." He affirms, giving your arm a gentle squeeze.

He scoops you into his arms and pulls you on top of him, holding you to his chest and peppering your face with kisses.

You lean your head forward you capture your lips in his, feeling him smiling against you. As you begin to pull away his face moves forward, following yours. Not wanting the feeling to end yet. Your soft sigh turned to muffled surprise as Peppino's teeth bit into your lower lip.

He leant back, a dark look flashing in Peppino's half-closed eyes. He shuddered at your touch, your hand moving to the back of his head and running your fingers through his hair. Peppino's arms wrapped around you, pulling you down into him harder with a whimper in your ear about how much he needed you.

You weave your fingers through his hair, giving a gentle tug to bring your lips back together.

#pizza tower #peppino #pizza tower x reader #peppino x reader #pizza tower fanfic #peppino spaghetti #🫐bladezfics

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sanfezu · 3 months

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Hey again!

Soo I was wondering, do you do any drawing exercises to improve?? Like any perspective or foreshortening practice? Or just practicing with drawing poses? If so, can you tell me what you do? I seriously need to get better at drawing the anatomy properly. Also, I'm changing my art style yet again and I'm looking for advice :) Thanks <3

Also I love your art :>

Salutations!

(Sorry in advance if I said something wrong or if that is not helpful at all, I don’t really know how to give advices so, I’m so sorry for that)

Hm, I’m not sure how to answer that question, to be honest. Because I don’t really practice in private, and I post 99% of my new art here, whatever it is. Usually, I try new things without real practice in private and just, go with the flow. But I can’t say that’s a good thing to do.

As I said, I just go with the flow, whatever comes to my mind, I try drawing it however it will turn out, changing stuff if I don’t like something at all. And most of the time I’m not even sure what exactly I’m doing and going with this or that art.

I really want to say, that it just took me time to draw something that looks somewhat okay?

Just, draw whatever you want. Whether it is a silly, or a serious thing, something cheerful, something sad or depressing, or something in between.

If you want to draw emotions you can give yourself a theme, like the negative and positive emotions, check what emotions are in this or that list.

And just draw them, even if you're drawing just “flying heads”, your main goal is emotions. To understand how to draw them. Try to think how this or that emotion looks like in your head, or use a reference from somewhere. Or, you can draw your own emotions, what you feel at this or that moment: tiredness, sadness, happiness, etc.

Just, try new things, I know saying “don’t be afraid to try” is easier said than done (because I don’t listen to my own advices), but really. Try new things, experiment with whatever you want.

Try using references, whether it is a reference from Pinterest or any other site, or irl. These are helpful. Even pose, if you don’t want to use references from Pinterest or whatever, and if you have a big mirror, just, I know, this sounds “eh”, but you can also pose infront of a mirror yourself, and just by posing, you could see details in your own anatomy, which I believe could lead you to understand it better.

If you want to try drawing clothes, you can also use Pinterest. If you don’t want Pinterest, then who’s stopping you from drawing your own clothes?

Perspective is… uh… I can’t say anything. I never really learned it, I never really tried even, because I’m… lazy. So, I’m sorry, I cannot really say anything about it.

I’m just saying what I’ve been doing (and what I remember doing before? Though, I may have forgotten to mention something I don’t remember at the moment).

Experiment, try new things, don’t be afraid of stuff not looking good (you are learning after all) even if it may frustrate you, I understand, this may be really hard. But we all are learning and it’s okay to not know stuff.

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And, thank you very much, I am really glad you like it! 🙏💜

Again, I am so so sorry if it was not helpful at all. Or if I said something completely wrong, I’m sure people who know art better than me would say something more helpful and in a proper way than whatever I just said. I am not a pro, I will never be one, and I just… do whatever and draw however I guess…

#ask #donniesbrows asks

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jenyifer · 5 months

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Last Twilight Ep 2 initial reaction

Gonna go in random order as thoughts come in so be warned

First Mhok is best boy. He’s going to have to do something really awful for me to stop loving him. The way he burst in to check on Day after the encounter with Night’s friends was so raw and emotional. Then he went to go experience what Day goes through to really apologize. He didn’t know if he’d ever see day again but he wanted to learn because Mhok cares and has learned from Day so much 😩😩 god I love them

Side note on that scene so Night has lots of friends but hasn’t told them about Day? His accident isn’t recent. I think it just shows how broken disconnect the family was pre Day’s accident. They don’t know how to be in eachothers lives. Night seems like typically he doesn’t spend time at home. Which I don’t blame him since everything is about Day all the time. Might still be too leinent on him because I love Mark so grain of salt

Second every wide screen shot is so rare in this show I take screen shots every time idk something about how it’s shot feels like we are in Mhok and Day’s bubble. Getting to see the two of them in the wide almost feels wrong. But each one is so pretty and freeing. Like both of their worlds open up each time idk I think it’s neat.

Day and his mentor/friend are very sweet together I’m glad there is another blind person being shown making his way about. Living his life. I know it’s not the same but I’ve helped other people before with similar issues to me and it really helps with your own struggles. Seeing how someone else lives their life and offering them advice to have a better experience makes you feel less alone. He seemed to like Mhok so big plus

Day regretting Mhok being gone hurts me so badly. Every time I listen or hear the little Prince I’m going to think about Day. And how much he grew to love Mhok’s presence because Mhok tries. Yes he goes over board but he keeps inching closer and closer. He doesn’t give up which is what Day needs. Look how precious he is

I know this isn’t a kiss but Day and Mhok at the fish tank talking about little Day and big Mhok felt like kissing. It was so intimate I was blushing. Maybe it’s just me but they are just so in love 💕💕

Final silly thing:

This hallway just makes everyone look hot as hell. Or is it just I’m a simp for these two. Idk draw your own conclusions but look at them.

Bisexual longing

💖💜💙

#the last twilight #last twilight #last twilight the series #last twilight Mhok #last twilight day #mhokday #mhok x day #last twilight night #last twilight projai #Jenny’s watching #last twilight ep 2 #last twilight episode 2

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paraliveimaginesblog · 6 months

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17,18,19,20,21 with shiki and rokuta thank u ,💜💜

Rokuta:

17. ♥ What sort of characteristics or quirks draw them to someone?

Reliable but not stuffy.

Empathetic.

Good cook.

Patient.

18. ♥ Do they have a ‘type’?

Rokuta doesn’t have a type. He doesn’t even consider romance when he speaks or befriends a person because it’s far out of his wheelhouse of knowledge. He’ll only start thinking about it if you’re the one to bring it up, and can decide from there if his feelings for you are romantic in nature.

19. ♥ What was their first impression about their partner/person they are courting?

Rokuta thinks you’re interesting and kind, able to keep up a conversation with him even when he changed topics at the drop of a hat. He liked listening to you talk, loved the sound of your voice, thinking it could soothe him even when he was in a bad mood. He found himself curious about you, actively asking questions and pursuing knowledge and trying hard to commit it to memory.

20. ♥ How did their relationship start?

It was hard for Rokuta to pinpoint things that he wanted, what made him specifically happy as he felt good times could be infectious. He never had a bad time when he was with you but there was an equal distribution of good times, where you indulged him on impulsive hangout ideas or pampered him when he needed some extra attention. The relationship really started from an offhand comment while Rokuta was laying his head in your lap, telling you that he wouldn’t mind doing things like this with you every day. Even the simplest moments left him feeling giddy and he thought that was a good sign that you belonged together.

21. ♥ What was the most romantic time they had with their partner?

On a day when Rokuta wasn’t feeling much like himself you chose to spend a night in with him rather than leave him be or have Itsuki/Kei pick up all the slack. Just the smell of your food was enough to perk him up but when you offered to feed him, too, he couldn’t help but fall head over heels for you again. He’s got hearts looping around his head like a silly little cartoon character in love and he feels his spirits picking up, thankful that you knew just what he needed to feel happy.

Shiki Ando:

17. ♥ What sort of characteristics or quirks draw them to someone?

Exhibits strength in a variety of ways.

Kind-hearted.

Hardworking.

Intuitive.

18. ♥ Do they have a ‘type’?

He tends to like people who are polarizing, with strong personalities that people either love or hate. He can’t help but admire people who are so boldly themselves, and as long as you’re a good person too, his admiration can easily turn into a crush.

19. ♥ What was their first impression about their partner/person they are courting?

Shiki thinks you’re an incredible person, a bright shining light that filled him with warmth and made his worries melt away. Even when the honeymoon crush phase ended, he still felt lighter when you were around, able to speak to you easily even when he felt at his weakest. You took his personality and his weaknesses into consideration, supporting him how you could even before you were actually dating.

20. ♥ How did their relationship start?

Shiki gathered every ounce of courage he’s ever had in his entire seventeen years of life to ask you out. He felt like he wanted to faint, or cry, considering the possibility of rejection was very real. He had talked to both Yohei and Saimon who, while having their own conflicting thoughts on love, both thought it was best that Shiki confessed before it was too late. Yohei seemed especially wistful which kicked Shiki into gear, not wanting to feel regret over losing someone who might be the absolute love of his life. His risk paid off when you responded positively, seeming even happier that you didn’t have to make the first move yourself as you feared you might have to if he took much longer.

21. ♥ What was the most romantic time they had with their partner?

Shiki loved making lunches for you, personalized little bentos that had your favorite things packed inside. He likes thinking about what he might try to make for you next, and sometimes it leads to him inviting you over to try out different foods and flavors so he can keep the lunches fresh. It makes him happy to do this little thing for you because he feared he couldn’t do much else, but it felt good to know he could at least do one important thing to take some stress off your shoulders.

#Paradox Live #Paralive #Paradox Live Imagines #Paralive Imagines #Paradox Live x Reader #Paralive x Reader #Rokuta #Shiki Ando #Rokuta x Reader #Shiki Ando x Reader #Courting Meme

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arklayraven · 20 days

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Here's your sign that you are perfectly fine to reblog stuff from me here.

Yes, this includes everything from art(sketches, wips, etc) to writings(even the small silly ones).

If I don't want it reblogged. I'll have the reblogs turned off on the post. Simple as that. Or if I want reblogs off later on, I'll just turn the reblogs off, another simple as that.

So please don't be shy to reblog my stuff if you really want to. If anything, I love it when people reblog my stuff, especially my arts and writings.

It shows love and support for what I make and do here, and helps spread my work to others as well. That Likes can not do at all here. Likes are nice, but really help with nothing on spreading our works around for others to see here...

So again, you have permission to reblog my stuff here. It's not seen as bad, disrespectful, whatever to me here, that some others like to say or feel personally. Reblogs are perfectly fine with me, and make me very happy and motivate me to keep drawing, writing and creating/posting in general.

So don't be scared to reblog from me okay! It's okay!

And to those few who do still reblog my stuff. THANK YOU! I love you all so much! 💜💕💜💕💜

#;raven's posts 💜

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prettyboykatsuki · 11 months

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I love love love yandere tropes I will restrain myself to just one I prommy. Im feeling geto today. Geto & wisteria 💜

a /n ; hello miss aleks... thank u for requesting getou bc im insane abt him. a lot of requests for wisteria!! v interesting

cw ; yandere, captivitity, implied violence, reader talks about being hungry but it's largely metaphorical, gn!reader

W - Wisteria (long life, immortality): “Tell me I’m your god/goddess and I’ll grant you a slice of heaven.”

You're of the belief that your anger will someday mean something.

You hold onto this belief. You nurse it like a child that cries so loud it could shatter glass windows. More than anything, you want this anger festering inside of you to mean something. To be visible or potent. You hope with utmost sincerity that someday you will reveal it to someone and they will be the one to shrink back.

Getou is not above being cruel. He doesn't prefer it. The cruelty is not sadistic in nature - it's not something he draws pleasure from. Not usually. Not often enough for you to notice, though some times there's a gleam to him. A sharpness at the corners of his mouth when he twists your wrist just a little too hard that makes you wonder if you're missing something.

In all the ways Getou is cruel, it's not the violence nor hunger that makes you feel the most vulnerable. It's the indifference to your own humanity that you regard as most inhumane. It is the almost pitiful glare as you push towards him defiantly, unwilling to stand down.

Getou is authoritarian, but not pragmatic. This means, if you bare your teeth at him he will only go so far as muzzling you. Even if it's more practical to shave your fangs down to nubs - the practically of a tamed animal is not enough for Getou Suguru. He would rather you keep them sharp, keep them bared - and to teach you the same lesson until your exhausted. To beat it into you until your howl is faint in the wind.

Getou shows preference for taming. He does not punish your hostility with violence. It's never an eye for an eye. That would assume that you and him are equals and that could never be. There's no such reality where a human being could be equal to him. You can't see curses. You bruise easily. You shout and light your temper rise even easier.

The days pass by. Slowly like time is hesitant to widen the gaps of your sanity, though you know that is unavoidable. You hold on still. Your hands are holding on so tight to the thing within yourself that feels you're sure your knuckles are white.

And Getou remains. Still. Steady. Not omnipotent. Because even a foolish human like you can recognize that only old times Gods are capable of acting selfish.

The chain around your neck feels heavy when Getou enters your quarters. A place with no sunlight and no wind. Getou approaches you like always, a softened smile. Long hair that flows down his back, tied half-up.

He always walks towards you, but never crouches to your height. As if he's waiting for the day you come to him obediently. Crawl towards him on your hands and knees with nothing but desperation. It hasn't come yet.

But he feels merciful. So he bends down and comes towards you, reaching his hand onto to touch you. Your limbs are heavy from exhaustion. Nothing much of a fight today, as he reaches his hand to pet your cheek.

"Tired today, hm?" He asks. He's not smug about it. You almost wish he was.

"Fuck off."

"So cold to me. Such a shame. I really cherish you, you know? I don't do this for just anyone." He says, nauseatingly sincere.

"Is this your idea of being cherished? You're sick."

"Don't be silly. Of course it isn't. I'm disciplining you. Trying to help you understand."

Anger bubbles up within you again. If your throat wasn't so hoarse you would scream.

"Understand what exactly?"

"That you're doomed to this, but you don't have to be." He strokes your thumb with your cheek, growing close. His eyes are so dark you can see yourself in them. You don't recognize your reflection anymore "Tell me I'm your God. Mean it. And I'll grant you a slice of heaven. You'd be happy if you could listen."

"I'll never give in to you. Never." You say, all too bitterly. He gives you a fond laugh.

"I like that part of you too. It reminds me of someone."

#return to sender #yandere cw #yandere ask game #writing tag #getou x reader #jjk x reader #dark content cw #reader is hungry in a literal sense but its an act of protest and getou doesnt put up with it in the first place #these two have so much lore fdkjs

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