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How They are Handling your Disappearance Pt. 3
MC Returns
Ahh you guys i'm so glad you are enjoying this little series! I wasn't expecting so many of you to like it! But as requested by many, here is part 3 where MC returns to the present day timeline and reunites with the 7 brothers. This is a bit of a lengthy one because like... we are home! It's a little less angsty, a little more happy this time haha. Anyways, please enjoy! Reblogs and feedback are appreciated as usual!
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Word count: 3,057
Rating: T, slightly suggestive.
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It feels like it has been forever since the day that you went missing, but the brothers never gave up their search. How could they when you were out there somewhere, possibly alone and scared? The thought of their little human wandering around the unknown gave them the motivation they needed to keep going. But after a long day of once again searching the Devildom up and down with no results, the brothers are settling down for the evening.
Lucifer
The Avatar of Pride is in his room getting ready for bed after a long day of searching for you.
His wings are terribly sore from flying all day, so he lays on his bed sprawled out on his stomach, allowing his feathery wings to stretch out behind him.
He rests his head in his arms, and sighs.
Yet another day of searching, but no results.
Suddenly, he begins to feel a familiar tingling sensation of magic in the air that brings goosebumps to his bare arms.
Before he had time to process what was happening, a flash of light filled his room, practically blinding him.
After a few seconds, the light dissipates and there you are, standing in its place.
Lucifer forgets all about his aching wings, and jumps up from the bed.
At first, he hesitates, terrified that you’ll disappear again at any moment.
“M-MC…? Is it really you…?”
His crimson eyes are wide as he takes in your appearance.
You appear the same, but he's confused by the horns that now rest on your head, as well as a few other demonic attributes.
Just where did you disappear to?
Your face scrunches up and your eyes fill with tears. “L-Luci… yes, it’s really me.”
Suddenly, his arms are around you, a million questions in his throat but unable to speak.
You whimper, taking in his scent. He smells freshly showered, the smell of his soap sending a wave of comfort crashing over you.
“Luci… I missed you so much…I’m so sorry…”
His shoulders begin to tremble and he tucks his face into the crook of your neck.
You feel wetness on your skin as he begins to cry.
Have you ever seen him cry before?
Just how much have they all suffered while I was gone?
Your arms wrap themselves around his neck and you squeeze your eyes shut.
You stand there in his arms, his wings wrapping themselves around the two of you protectively.
He will never let you go again.
After a few moments, he pulls away, staring into your eyes.
“MC, the days I've spent searching for you were endless… but never once did I give up. I’m very glad that I didn’t. Every second was worth my time.”
Suddenly his lips are on yours and you accept his kiss greedily.
Kissing him was the confirmation you needed that you were home.
“MC, please forgive me. You can tell me the details later, but right now I just need you. I need to know you are here and…real.”
He spins you around, guiding you to his bed so the back of your legs hit the edge, causing you to fall back.
He hovers over top of you, his crimson eyes full of love, adoration, and desire.
You giggle through your tears, placing a hand on his cheek. “I love you so much, Luci.”
He smiles, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.
“Words alone cannot express my love for you, little one.”
You give him a peck on the lips again. “We have a lot of time to make up for you know… where should we start?”
Lucifer gives you a mischievous grin. “I have just the thing in mind, darling. Something that has been long overdue.”
Mammon
Mammon returned to his bedroom shortly after arriving home.
He had to check on his ravens who were also out searching for you while they were gone.
His wings were sore as shit, and all he wanted to do was shower and go to bed.
But you are more important.
Throwing open his window, one of his ravens glides down to greet him.
“Damn, ya didn’t find anything did ya?”
The raven hangs its head sadly, and Mammon sighs.
“Thanks anyways, I appreciate the help.”
Suddenly the raven begins to flap its wings wildly, cawing at something behind him.
Mammon spins around, and his golden eyes widen in shock when he sees just who is appearing in the middle of his bedroom.
It was you, clear as day.
He’s speechless, unable to find the right words even though he’s been playing them on repeat in his head since the day you left.
“Mammon!” you shout with tears in your eyes. You begin to run towards him, but he meets you halfway, scooping you up into his arms and spinning you around.
He sets you down again, and hugs you snugly to his chest.
“MC…I… Shit. I-I missed ya so damn much…” he says with a shaky voice.
You inhale his scent as he hugs you, which smells of sweat and leather.
You’re home. He’s your Mammon. Finally…
“Mams, I’m so so sorry… I’ll explain everything I promise…”
He pulls you away from him, his golden blue gaze staring intensely at you.
“Damn right ya will! But for now…I don’t care..I just… I need ya so bad… I mean this can’t be real, right?”
You give him a small smile, taking his hand in yours.
“I’m real, Mammon. I promise.”
His tanned skin is flushed as he pulls you with him to sit on his bed, hoisting you up onto his lap.
He can’t hold back anymore as he plants a firm kiss to your lips.
You accept it eagerly.
Your tongues intertwine briefly before he pulls away, breathless.
“I love ya MC, I’m so sorry I couldn’t do a damn thing…”
You silence him with a kiss to the forehead.
“It’s not your fault, Mammon. Please don’t cry…”
He notices your own lip quivering, and let’s out an amused snort through his tears.
“Don’t you go cryin’ on me either!”
His long, slender fingers run through your hair and you sigh.
His lips are on yours once more, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
You can sense his overwhelming desire threatening to take over.
“Mammon’s got ya now, treasure. You’re safe with me. I’m never letting you go again.”
Leviathan
Throughout the search, Levi has been exploring every inch of the Devildom waters.
From seas to lakes, he still could find no trace of you.
Levi heads back to his room, a towel around his waist after Lucifer forced him to strip in the hallway so he didn’t track water through the house.
Once he’s dried off and dressed again, he sinks down in his gaming chair, sighing as his aching limbs are finally able to rest.
Tears welled up in his eyes, disappointed that he let everyone down again.
Especially you.
I’m so useless, he thinks.
A stray tear rolls down his cheek, and he wipes it away with his arm.
A flash of light appears before him, and it sends a tingling sensation up his body.
Wait a minute…that’s…!
His eyes are wide and his mouth gapes open as he looks up to see you standing there right in front of him.
“M-MC, I-Is it really y-you?!” Of course he’s a stuttering mess, but he can’t believe it.
He doesn’t know when he stood up, but suddenly you are slamming into him, wrapping your arms around his torso.
“Yes, Levi. It’s me.” you sob, burying your face into his chest.
Your voice has him melting in your grip.
He finally fully embraces you, burning his face into your hair.
Your scent is slightly different, and he can smell other demons on you.
This sends a wave of envy over him, but he ignores it. All he cares about is that you’re home.
He, however, smells of the sea.
“Levi, I'm so sorry… I promise I’ll explain. I just really need you right now. I’ve missed you so much…”
Leviathan only nods, his shoulders trembling from the sobs that are escaping him.
You stay standing there wrapped in his arms, gently rubbing circles on his back.
After some time, he calms down.
His eyes are red and puffy and his face is swollen. Your heart aches for him.
Suddenly, he grabs your hand, leading you over with him to his bathtub.
You climb in together, and you sit in his lap. His tail curls around you, holding you in place.
“M-MC…can I um, k-kiss you?” he asks, his tear stained cheeks becoming flushed.
You nod eagerly, and he places a soft, gentle kiss to your lips.
Your lips are the same as ever, soft and sweet.
Levi is overwhelmed with affection for you.
“I love you, I love you, I love you…” he mutters, rocking you gently in his lap.
He peppers your face with kisses and you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“I love you so much too, Levi. I’m so glad to be home…”
He rests his head on your shoulder, purple strands of his hair tickling your cheek.
“Please don’t leave me like that again, MC. I-I was so scared…”
The tremor in his voice causes fresh tears to form in the corner of your eyes.
“Never again, I’m staying right here with you.”
Satan
Satan steps over the pile of books on his floor before flopping down onto his bed.
His bedroom is in quite the disarray due to his last tantrum.
He can’t help that he’s just so damn frustrated!
They’ve practically searched the Devildom inside out, and still… nothing.
He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest as he stares out the window, tears threatening to spill down his cheeks.
He almost doesn’t notice the burst of light filling his bedroom.
The air was practically vibrating with magic when he spun his head around to see the silhouette of a figure in the blinding light.
He squints, trying his best to make out the form. Once the light dissipates, an unfamiliar feeling washes over him.
Satan thought he’s finally experienced every emotion in his lifetime of being in the Devildom.
But what he feels when he sees you standing there in his bedroom is indescribable.
He gasps, immediately jumping up from his bed and hurrying over to you.
Your eyes are locked on him, and he thought he noticed you flinch the moment he approached you.
“MC… are… you okay? Where in the Devildom have you been?”
His voice is soft, but it trembles slightly.
He doesn’t expect answers right away, of course.
Not when you are standing here in front of him for the first time in what feels like an eternity.
You nod, trying to wipe away your tears. “Satan… It’s me. I-I’m home.”
The sound of his name leaving your lips after so long pushes him over the edge.
He pulls you into his arms and he squeezes you tight, finally allowing his tears to fall.
“M-MC… I'm so glad you’re home safe… I was so worried about you…”
You relax against his chest, finally processing the fact that this wasn’t the past version of himself.
After a few moments, you sniff, pulling away from him to gaze into his eyes. You notice a scar on his cheek, still healing from a recent fight he must have had.
You gently trace your fingers over it, and he winces.
“I’m so sorry Satan…the pain that I must have caused you all…”
He shakes his head, glancing away.
“I’m just so relieved you are home, MC. I don’t believe that whatever happened was your fault.”
His fingers run through your hair and he kisses your forehead.
“Can I…kiss you?” you ask, your cheeks flushing slightly. Normally you wouldn’t ask, but it’s been awhile.
“Of course, kitten. But just know if you do, I may not be able to hold myself back from you much longer.”
You give him a smirk, and press your lips firmly to his.
To finally kiss your Satan once more.
He slips his tongue past your lips, and you groan.
When you pull away, his emerald eyes are shining with passion.
“Every book I read told me how to find you, but they never mentioned how to handle your return.”
He moves you to his bed with him so you are straddling his lap.
“But I don’t believe I need any instruction as to what comes next. I love you, MC. Please allow me to express the longing I’ve felt for you all this time.”
Asmodeus
Asmo had made his way to his room for the evening with the overwhelming urge to climb into his silk bed sheets.
But first he really wanted a bath. The thought of the warm water soothing his aching joints was very pleasant to him right now.
He had made his way into the bathroom to start the water, the noise of the faucet drowning out the sound coming from his bedroom.
Asmo thought he heard something, and he lifted his head to the door that connects from the bathroom to his room.
He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Was that a flash of light just now? Is it storming?
He furrowed his brow in confusion, and stepped slowly over to peek through the door.
Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.
There you were, standing right there in his bedroom.
Your eyes were wide and looking around, still processing where you had appeared.
Asmo gasps, forgetting about the bath and hurries over to you.
“M-MC?!” he shrieks, pulling you into the tightest hug he’s sure he’s ever given.
You begin to cry, tears falling down your cheeks and onto his shoulder.
“Shhh, MC. Don’t cry now, darling…” he coos, but his own tears are escaping him.
He holds you close as you cry together.
“Asmodeus…is… it really you? My Asmo?” you whimper.
He’s confused by what you mean, but he doesn’t question it for now.
“Of course my little lamb, it’s me. You’re home now…”
You sniff, pulling away from him slightly. “I’m so sorry Asmo, I swear I didn’t mean to leave you guys like that…”
Taking your hands in his, he shakes his head. “No no, hon, don’t blame yourself for this. I know there’s a very good reason, but you can explain later to all of us, okay?”
You nod, wiping your eyes.
“I was just about to get a bath. Would you care to join me, MC?”
The thought of taking a bath with Asmo right now feels…unreal.
You couldn’t believe you were finally home with him.
Smiling, he leads you into the bathroom.
First, he steps out of his robe, and your face flushes.
You’ll never get over how beautiful he is.
Then it’s your turn.
You shiver as he begins to undress you, his fingers brushing over your skin.
He smiles softly as he notices the goosebumps that begin to form on your body.
“I’ve missed this so much. Let me get a good look at you, darling.”
His eyes tear up again as his eyes travel over your body, still in disbelief that you were standing right there with him again after so long.
“I need all the time I can get with you right now before my brothers find out you’re home.”
He takes your hand and helps guide you into the bathtub.
You sigh as the warm water envelops you and he places you in between his legs with your back to him.
You feel his arms wrap themselves around you and you blush.“I’ve only been dreaming of this moment with you, MC.” Asmo murmurs, attaching his lips to your shoulder.
You whine as he continues to kiss up your neck.
“I love you so much, Asmo…”
He smiles into the crook of your neck as he holds you close.
“My dear, if anything came out of your disappearance, it’s how much I realized that I love you. Please, allow me to show you…”
Beelzebub and Belphegor
The twins were always together nowadays.
They were both getting ready for bed in their room after their long day, neither of them wanting to speak about the disappointing results of the search.
Belphie hugged his pillow to his chest as he climbed into bed beside Beel.
He was struggling to stay awake, but he had a peculiar feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Of course, being his twin, Beel felt it too. It wasn’t hunger, or anything like that… It was…
“Belphie do you feel…”
Before he could finish, a burst of light filled the room, temporarily blinding them both.
The sensation of magic through the air sent shivers down their spines.
Once the light dulled, they glanced up through squinted eyes to see… you.
Wait, is that really…?
Despite the dull ache in their bodies, they both jump up.
“MC!” their violet eyes are wide as they gape at you, still trying to decide if this was real or a cruel hallucination.
But you seem just as surprised as they are.
Suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled into a strong embrace.
Belphie is squeezed into the hug next to you, and you both glance up to see Beel with tears streaming down his cheeks.
“B-Beel… Belphie…I’ve missed you both so much…”
You sob, burying your face into Beel’s chest.
Belphie finally allows his tears to fall. I’m so lame, he thinks.
How dare you make him cry like this?
But he’s so happy. So relieved.
Beel begins to move you both towards his bed, placing you right between him and his brother.
You whimper as you feel their arms wrap around you.
The thought of being able to do this again with them never even crossed your mind.
You feel Beel nuzzle his face into your hair.
You smelled…different. But there was no denying your familiar scent and it made his mouth water.
Belphie yawned, burying his face into your shoulder.
“Beel and I had each other, but MC… you are our missing piece.”
His twin nodded, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.
“Belphie is right. It feels right again with you here in between us.”
Your heart was so full.
You smiled wide as you kissed both of their foreheads.
“My boys…I love you so much.”
As you laid together, they took turns littering you with kisses and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
The feeling of their lips and their hands on your body has your head spinning, and you whisper their names between breathless gasps.
After sometime, Beel turned towards you, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
“I’m feeling a bit hungry…but for something different. How about you Belphie?”
Belphie immediately sensed where his twin was going and flashed him a smile back.
“I’m all of a sudden wide awake. What do you say you join us, MC? We want you to ourselves before we have to go back to sharing you.”
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Hey!! I just wanted to say that your recent speak now gif set is sooo stunning. I was wondering how you managed to create that cassette tape effect if it isn’t any trouble? It’s really so pretty.
Have a great day! ✨
ahhh thank you so so much! first of all, i cannot take any credit for this effect, as it was greatly inspired by this amazing yellowjacket gifset by @thewintersoldier!!
but here's how i recreated the effect, from a cassette png (found on pngwing here), to this animated cassette effect (as seen in my speak now set):
psst: i usually always create in photoshop cs5, but for this effect you need a recent version of photoshop because it's using transform keyframes (i think cs5 doesn't let you do that, or i just don't know how to lol). i used cc 2019 for this.
sorry if this is lengthy or has too much or too little details haha, but i hope it's comprehensible! english is not my first language so i also apologize in advance for any mistakes!
I. PREPARING THE CASSETTE
so, starting with the png here:
i removing everything i didn't want on the cassette png with the brush tool by just drawing the right color over the unwanted text. for the color, i then went to image > adjustments > hue/saturation and in the red tab, i played with the hue slider to get that purple color. finally, i added some text to my liking, and this is what i ended up with:
(not necessary but: i also selected the white lines on each side with the magic wand tool because i wanted these lines to be transparent. once your selection is done, go right click > layer via cut. it will create a new layer of the cutout you just made. you just need to disable or delete the layer to make the selection (lines) transparent.)
at this point you want to have only 2 layers: the revamped cassette and the text layer. you can remove the text layer actually, and just add the title back at the end, as it is not necessary for this effect. i just like to have the visual.
if you have multiple layers, you need to select all of them (except the song title layer), right click on the png layer and click on merge layers. this will create one layer with all the editing you made on the cassette. if you think you will need to edit this later though, i would save the file as a psd before merging the layers.
II. THE EFFECT
okay, so now that you have your cassette, make sure your video timeline is activated, not frame animation, and you are ready to go.
first, you want to create a perfect circle shape around one of the reel with the elliptical marquee tool (hold shift while dragging the circle). make sure it covers the entire area that will later be rotated. make sure this circle is perfectly centered around the reel or otherwise the animation will be a bit lopsided.
then right click on this selection and go "layer via copy". this will create a layer of only that circle selection. important step: right click on that new layer and go "convert to smart object". the layer should look like that, i've renamed mine:
now if you go to your timeline and open that new smart object layer, you will see that you have 3 keyframe options. we only need the transform one.
go to the start of the timeline and activate the transform animation by clicking on the stopwatch button. a keyframe will be created automatically.
to create the actual animation, move the position of the cursor on the timeline further, i put mine at the 01:00f mark so it's easier to create the right timing.
then what you want to do is select the reel smart object layer and hit ctrl + T. a box will appear and this is how you will make the reel rotate.
to rotate the reel shape, move your cursor near the blue box on your canvas and drag it until you have rotated the shape halfway through and hit enter. another keyframe will be created and if you play your animation, the reel should rotate on itself for half a turn
move your position on the timeline to 02:00f and do the same thing: select the left reel smart object, hit ctrl + T, rotate for another half turn, and hit enter. this third keyframe should be the last one needed for the animation and you should have a full animated rotation of the reel.
play your animation, and adjust the speed to your liking by dragging the keyframes on the timeline (but make sure they stay within the same distance from each other). the closer the keyframes are, the faster the animation are, and the further they are, the slower it'll be.
then you can just trim the smart object to your animation's length, and duplicate (right click the smart object > duplicate layer) this layer the amount of times needed (i find this less finicky than duplicating keyframes), and placing them one after the other. three full turns should be enough. this is what my timeline looks like right now:
and my animation for the left side looks like this:
as you can see, we can see the little "dents" peeking through behind the animation. we don't want that! to remove it, select the revamped cassette layer (that should be under the reel smart object), and create another perfect circle around it with the marquee tool. this time make sure it's smaller than the previous one, it just needs to cover these dents.
then right click on this selection on your canvas and go "layer via cut". this will create a new layer with that selection, and all you need to do is to disable it. this is removing the information in that circle.
once you are happy and the animation works, you can just delete that cut layer. now the animation is done and looks like this:
III. SECOND ANIMATION
one you have done it on the left side, you just gotta do the same thing on the right side. you can also try duplicating it, but i found it finicky for some reason (or maybe i'm just not used to the controls of this 2019 photoshop version?).
this is what i have once i've done the same thing on the right reel:
once i am happy with the speed and everything, i want to have only one layer so it's easier to use on gifs. first, i will save this animation as a psd file, in case i want to reuse it. then i am removing the song title layer and will be flattening everything and creating frames from this animation. to do so i am using the "save" action from here.
i'm not sure why it does that, but it's creating a couple of frames where the reels are a bit offset from their position everytime there's a full circle done, so i just delete these 5-6 frames. you can also change the speed here, but by default it should be 0.05.
once you are happy with it, just turn these frames into a smart object with the video timeline again (convert frame animation to video timeline and select all the frame layers > right click > convert to smart object)
now you have a smart object that is ready to be used anywhere!
IV. FINAL TOUCHES
for my particular speak now gifset, i have multiple layers of the animated cassette on each gif:
1, bottom one - cassette layer set to the blending mode "hard light" and set to opacity 86%:
2, middle - this same cassette layer set to hard light, but with the opacity at 100%, AND with a layer mask so it's only applied to the animated reels (i wanted them to show up more):
3, top one - and finally a third layer with another layer mask because i wanted the white label and speak now area to be less see through. it's set to the normal blending mode and the opacity is at 75%
and then i just added the song title on top at 100% opacity and normal blending mode, and added some drop shadows, and tada!
there we have it, i hope this was helpful <3
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Love Me Like A Rockstar (7)
Chapter 7: Figure It Out
Author: bvidzsoo
Pairing: Song Mingi x female reader
Warning: cussing
Word count: 5, 745
Summary: Love. You wanted none of it. You had already been heartbroken very badly once, you didn't wish to go through that ever again. But the Universe works in intricate ways and, somehow, you found yourself webbed up in a local rockstar's life, Song Mingi. He was everything you expected him to be, yet nothing like you imagined him he would be. What happens when you find mutual understanding and have heartful conversations? Will he be able to break down your walls? Will you be able to chase away his darkness?
A/N: Hey, lovelies! I'm back with another chapter, sorry for the longer wait, but I had to finish a veeery lengthy oneshot (you can check it out if you want, it's another Mingi one and it's part of my pirate series). I really liked this chapter, it isn't very charged with action, but I think we can finally see the progress in their relationship (or maybe it's just me haha). You know the jist, but please listen to this chapter's song Figure It Out before or while reading the chapter! Let me know your thoughts, and I hope you enjoy and have a nice rest of the week! <3
Taglist: @orshii @or5i @lovely-red2 @scarfac3 @sunaswifes-blog @voicesinmyhead-rc @teez-the-time @maru-matt @kyeos4ng @deathbyyeekies @chicksmoothie @mjlbn01 @xhexy @sharksandminhos
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『Nothing here to see
Just a kid like me
Trying to cut some teeth
Trying to figure it out』
Mingi’s studio wasn’t so big compared to how it appeared from the outside. But it felt cozy and rather homey with a few polaroid photos stamped up on the wall above a small dark green couch, which had a dozen of colored pillows, and a yellow blanket thrown haphazardly on it. I slipped the straps of my backpack off my shoulders and placed it by the couch, clearing my throat, feeling a bit awkward as I disregarded my jacket, and placed it next to Mingi’s on the sofa. There was a small window, but blinds were covering it, and the lights were rather dim as I turned to face Mingi. He was grinning, hands gripped together in front of himself, and I raised an eyebrow at him.
“Well, what do you think?” He asked as he gestured around, and I chuckled, letting my eyes roam around for a second time. His desk was long and seemed rather organized, a few notebooks opened and pens littered around it. His whole setup took up a lot of space, but you still had enough to be able to write comfortably. He had yellow little notes scattered all around his wall in front of his desk, and for some reason I found that adorable. Mingi tended to be forgetful, it wasn’t a surprise that he’d have to jot down his thoughts quickly while working on his songs.
“It’s cool,” I muttered with a shrug, pushing my hands in the pockets of my jeans, “I’ve never been inside a studio before.”
“Glad to be your first.” My eyes narrowed at Mingi’s words, and judging based on the cheeky smile on his face, he knew what he was doing. I huffed and rolled my eyes, feeling a little weird being cooped up in a small space, alone with Mingi. We’ve never really been on our own before, despite texting and talking at university as well, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit awkward still. It’s like the feeling never truly went away, but maybe it was just me as Mingi seemed rather relaxed and nonchalant. I cleared my throat when Mingi didn’t say anything else, suddenly a question pressing on my tongue.
“Uh, have you had lunch today?” I asked as I shuffled on my two feet, Mingi’s eyebrows furrowing in an almost adorable manner. And as if on cue, his stomach growled loudly, making me chuckle as I shook my head at him, “I’ll take that as a no, then.”
“Yeah, I didn’t get the chance.” He sighed, pouting, “I kinda overlooked the date of the deadline and now I really can’t afford wasting any more time.”
“Then why would you drive me home? Isn’t that wasting your time?” I asked as I went to retrieve my bag. I had bought some butter croissants this morning that I never got to eat as I had a smaller stomachache, to which the cure was a good, warm, soup. If I ate these croissants, it would’ve only upset my stomach more.
“It’s raining.” As if that was reasoning enough, but I stayed silent as I unzipped my backpack and dug into it, looking for the plastic bag, “And to be fair, I kind of need a break. I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind.”
“I thought you didn’t have a mind.” I teased with a pointed look, making Mingi roll his eyes as I finally found the plastic bag and grabbed it out of my backpack before I lowered it back onto the floor, “Here, eat these.”
Mingi’s eyes widened in surprise and he seemed reluctant for a second, “Just take it, I won’t eat them and I’d rather you eat it then I throw it away later.”
“Aw,” Mingi cooed as he took a few steps to come closer, batting his eyelashes at me in a cringe worthy manner, “Did you buy this specifically for me?”
“I bought them for myself, did you not hear what I said?” I deadpanned, and whiskey my hand away when Mingi went to grab the plastic bag. He quirked an eyebrow and I gave him a long stare, slightly glaring, “I wouldn’t waste my little money on you, you’re not special.”
“In that case, I don’t want it.” Mingi’s face slipped into a neutral mask, and I gulped, suddenly regretting my words. Perhaps I was being too harsh with him when he was always rather nice to me. I cleared my throat and grabbed his hand, ignoring the warmness of it, and pressed the plastic bag into his palm.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.” I muttered and quickly released Mingi’s hand, looking off to the side as Mingi tried to fight off the smile on his face, looking rather pleased with himself.
“You’ve been making progress.” He grinned, as he opened the plastic bag and grabbed a butter croissant out of it. My eyebrows furrowed as I watched him take a big bite, smiling in bliss as he quickly chewed the food in his mouth, basically inhaling the pastry in mere seconds, making me rather amused.
“What are you talking about?”
“You recognize when you make a mistake, and you apologize for it.” Mingi said through a mouth full of croissant, and I grimaced at his antics. He wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand and balled up the plastic bag, aiming for the trash can which was next to the door, just a few feet away from it. He made a show of throwing it, only for it to land on the floor merely two steps away from us. I snorted in amusement as Mingi cleared his throat, flashing me a small embarrassed smile, “Anyways, I want to show you something.”
“Won’t you pick it up?” I raised an eyebrow as Mingi ignored my question and grabbed my right wrist, dragging me towards his desk, “And don’t get too used to my apologies. I know you’re only pretending to be mad at me, so I’ll stop being apologetic.”
“I’m not pretending,” Mingi huffed, throwing a quick glance at me as we reached his desk, and he reached for a chair pushed off to the side, “You have a special way with your words and you always manage to hurt my feelings somehow.”
“You’re just too sensitive.” I quickly snapped, defensive for no reason. Or maybe not for no reason, but because I knew he was right. I couldn’t help myself. I might’ve started growing more accustomed to having Mingi in my life, in a very friendship sort of way, but I still couldn’t help but have my doubts about him. I could never know. He was Yunho’s best friend after all, and whoever associated themselves with that man, wasn’t the best kind. And I know judging Mingi based on who he’s friends with is rather wrong, but it only felt right as of now. We didn’t know each other too well yet.
“I’ve been told so before,” Mingi gently pushed me in the chair he had fetched for me, pulling his own chair behind himself to take his seat, “Yunho always says despite my tough exterior I have a rather soft heart, easily harmed. Hence why I cried a lot as a child—”
“You were a crybaby?” I asked with a chuckle, watching Mingi amused as he huffed, leaning back in his chair, looking as if he regretted admitting that.
“Of course you’d make fun of me for that,” He rolled his eyes before he leaned forward, pulling his chair closer to the desk, grabbing his mouse, “But yes, I still cry.”
“A lot?” I teased, biting my lower lip when Mingi gave me a pointed stare.
“Says the one who looked like a kicked puppy abandoned by the curb when I found you at the restaurant.” Mingi muttered under his breath as he turned his computer on, clicking through various folders rather quickly. I scoffed and crossed my arms in front of my chest, narrowing my eyes at him.
“You didn’t find me there, we just happened to be at the same place.” I corrected him, “Much to my dismay.”
“Yeah, right,” Mingi scoffed, pulling up a file of various recordings on his computer screen, “if I remember correctly, you were rather grateful that I drove you home that night.”
“You kept insisting.” I pressed, giving Mingi a look when he turned his head to look at me.
“You must always have the last word, don’t you?” He raised an eyebrow, not looking too impressed, “Even through texts.”
『Nothing better to do
When I'm stuck on you
And still I'm in here
Trying to figure it out』
I just shrugged and remained silent, not admitting to his correct observation. Mingi just shook his head with a quiet tsk and then went and unplugged his headphones from the computer. He licked his lips and grabbed his glasses off the desk, pressing them up on his long nose, ruffling his black fluffy hair. He seemed to be a bit nervous as he swiveled his chair around to face me, interlacing his fingers in front of himself as he rested his arms on the armrests of the chair.
“So, uh, this isn’t finished yet,” Mingi spoke up, chuckling almost awkwardly, “it’s just a sample, still raw and shit. I started working on the track this week, but I’ve been writing the lyrics for a few weeks now. Found some inspiration for it quite recently, actually.”
“Why’s that?” I found myself asking curiously, glancing at the screen of his computer before looking back at him.
“Well, just…reasons.” Mingi was evasive as he averted his eyes, but I didn’t press the matter as he clearly looked like he didn’t want to talk about it. So, I just hummed and nodded my head in understanding, waiting patiently for him to speak up again.
“Anyways,” He cleared his throat and clapped his hands, turning back to face his computer, “you’ll be the first one to hear it. And don’t laugh, like I said, it’s far from being perfect.”
“I would never laugh, Mingi.” I said seriously as my eyebrows furrowed, making Mingi glance back at me. He studied my face for a second before he nodded once, ruffling his bangs quickly as he pressed start on the player. The song started out as a steady beat accompanied by the guitar playing softly, the melody rather comforting. It was a delicate way of easing you into the song, and as it flew naturally, Mingi’s voice suddenly made an appearance, his rasp not as noticeable as normally as his vocals were soft, completely in tune with the music and the beat.
“My head is haunting me, and my heart feels like a ghost/I need to feel something 'cause I'm still so far from home/Cross your heart and hope to die/Promise me you'll never leave my side.” I gulped as I leaned back in the chair, eyes fixated on the big screen of Mingi’s computer, soaking in the words, trying to be less aware of Mingi sitting next to me, trying to ignore my unsteady heartbeat.
“Show me what I can't see when the spark in my eyes is gone/You got me on my knees, I'm your one-man cult.” Mingi’s leg was bouncing up and down rapidly, his lower lip between his teeth as his eyes were fixed onto the screen of his computer, something suddenly dropping in the pit of my stomach as I took a glance at him from the corner of my eyes, “Cross my heart and hope to die/Promise you I'll never leave your side.”
I gulped as my fingers wrung together, lightly bobbing my head to the steady rhythm of the song, enjoying the instrumental as I drunk in Mingi’s words, his deep voice warm and pleasant to listen to, feeling goosebumps erupt on my arms, underneath my long sleeves.
“'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need/I promise you, you're all I see.” I took a peek in Mingi’s direction as was slightly startled to find him watching me, his eyes trained on me intently. His eyebrows were very lightly furrowed as his right hand was fisted, and he sniffed loudly, holding eye contact as the next words flew smoothly against the melody, my cheeks suddenly flushed for no reason, “'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need/I'll never leave.”
The melody was light, instrumental smooth as Mingi’s voice almost faded with the next words, that is until the drums kicked up and the beat became heavier, Mingi’s strong voice easily accompanying the instruments, rasp harsh as Mingi’s voice audibly shook with emotions poured into the song, “So, you can drag me through hell/If it meant I could hold your hand/I will follow you, 'cause I'm under your spell/And you can throw me to the flames/I will follow you, I will follow you.”
And just as I blinked, the music stopped as Mingi hit the pause button, clearing his throat loudly as he rubbed at his chin, averting his eyes as I noticed a deep flush on his face. He swiveled his chair a little towards the desk, angling his body away from mine, “Uh, like I said, it’s still raw, so it’s not that good. I recorded the first two verses like yesterday, and was playing around with the chorus before I noticed you…yeah.”
I couldn’t help but smile softly as I looked at his profile, meanwhile Mingi quickly closed the folders he had open, “Mingi, it’s…like, really good. I have no idea what standards music majors and your professors have, but to my painter ears this is…a masterpiece or something.”
Mingi froze for a second, eyes wide when he faced me again, “Really? You think so?”
“Of course!” I exclaimed with a huff, growing embarrassed as Mingi continued to look at me with a surprised expression on his face. Perhaps I really should stop teasing and playfully insulting him so much, what if he doesn’t believe my compliments when I’m being genuine?
“I’m glad.” Mingi suddenly muttered, a soft smile settling on his lips before he chuckled, turning his head away, “I’ve have to finish the chorus and then we can go, is that good with you?”
“Sure,” I smiled, grabbing my phone from my pocket as Mingi went and plucked the headphones back into the computer, throwing it around his neck, “Take your time.”
『Getting hard to sleep
Blood is in my dreams
Love is killing me
Trying to figure it out』
He hummed and then put on the headphones, clicking away on his computer as the music file opened again, and I could hear the soft melody quietly slither through the headphones. I found myself looking at Mingi a second too long before I snapped out of it, clearing my throat as I unlocked my phone and looked down at it, checking for any unread messages. As expected, there was nothing from my mother as she preferred calling even for the smallest things. From Seulgi there was also nothing as she was on a date with Wooyoung, probably too preoccupied by each other to pay attention to anything else around them. I could only hope they would finally make things official, their feelings way too obvious to be beating around the bush for any longer. They were rather cute, but also extremely annoying. I’d rather prefer Seulgi gush to me about Wooyoung as her boyfriend, than the guy she just has a massive crush on, repeating the same things over and over again, completely ignoring the advice I give her.
As there was nobody else I would be texting, other than Mingi, I clicked out of the app and absentmindedly opened Instagram, scrolling through my feed, sighing quietly. There was a light tapping sound coming from Mingi’s direction, and I looked up to see him hitting his pen against the table rhythmically, following the beat of the song, probably. There were a few new words jotted down in his notebook, the page looking like a mess of jumble to me, but probably to Mingi it was quite organized, and clear what he had scribbled down there. I looked back down at my phone, smiling as cute puppy videos popped up in my recommended, watching the video until the end before I left a like on it, scrolling past it. There were a few other posts from my acquittances from my uni classes, and I liked them all as I sighed, realizing a little get-away sounded rather nice now that I saw pictures of people traveling. I scrolled some more down, and froze for a second as Yunho’s familiar username popped up, three pictures posted one after another. There was one of two coffee cups placed on a small round table, with the view over the city in the background. The second picture was of the sunset, the sky purple and pink. And then the third one was of two intertwined hands, and I didn’t fail to notice the tag on the picture. It was probably that new girl, but I found myself not wanting to actually check, to actually confirm that it was her. I sighed, eyes lingering on the last photo, yet quickly realized, rather startled, that I didn’t feel as bitter about as I once used to. It didn’t make me react as badly like the first time I had seen his story with his new girlfriend, and my eyebrows furrowed as I ruminated on the feeling, taking my lower lip between my teeth. Yes, I still felt rather bitter about it, but it left me rather…cold? Unimpressed, maybe? Unphased, even? My eyebrows furrowed further more at the sudden confusion of my feelings, and I went to scroll again, when a username down at the comments caught my eyes.
minkiprncess: u never invite me out on coffee dates, im jealous
YuYu🌻: i thought u liked picnic dates more?
I quickly shut the app off and cleared my throat, finding my eyes glued to Mingi instantly. Seeing him talk like that to Yunho…was strange, but certainly not unexpected. They’ve been best friends since kindergarten. Their bond ran deep, and the way Yunho would often gush about Mingi, it only seemed right to see those words typed out by Mingi. But I still couldn’t quite wrap my mind around their friendship, and how it worked, since Mingi seemed to be…quite genuine as days went by. I hated to admit it, but he really wasn’t as bad as I had thought at first. Perhaps I was prejudiced, but it felt too soon to let my guard down, to truly open up and let him in like I once had done with Yunho. That was a mistake, and I was scared of committing the same mistake twice. With my eyes on Mingi, and seeing as he was rather occupied at the moment, I allowed myself the luxury to truly look at him, to take him in as he was. His profile was pretty as his black hair fell over his forehead in soft waves, definitely not styled, as I had seen Mingi run his fingers through it numerous times since I had arrived. His brow bone was rather defined and it came more forward, his brows thick and dark, seemingly a perfect fit for his features. His nose was tall and long, the bridge straight and almost perfect, probably leaving many jealous for not having a nose like his. His glasses framed his face, and they were once again slipping down his nose, but Mingi made no sign of wanting to fix that, of pushing them up as you were supposed to wear them. The distance between his upper lip and nose wasn’t too big, even from the side, his cherry red lips were plump and had a rather pretty shape, forcing me to swiftly try and look down at my own lips, wondering why a guy had better and prettier lips than a woman. I followed the sharp line of his jaw, chin not too forward, perfectly aligned with his nose, his well-defined cheekbones visible even from the side. My eyes lingered on the small mole on his jaw, way too familiar with its placement already as I had drawn it numerous times in my portraits of Mingi. I gulped and subconsciously licked my lips as my eyes ventured further, slipping down his exposed neck, his tan skin soft looking in the dim lights, his characteristic silver necklaces hanging around the base of his neck. Mingi sighed loudly and I looked at his face alarmed, thinking that I had been caught, but his eyebrows were furrowed as he took the pen he held in his hand between his white teeth, biting down on it as he looked frustrated. I had noticed before already, but his front teeth were slightly more ahead, protruding a little, and I couldn’t help but chuckle quietly, finding this trait rather…adorable. Not wanting to linger too much on that thoughts, my eyes found themselves fixated on Mingi’s fingers, and I frowned upon just realizing something.
『I'll let it go 'cause I won't see you later
And we're not allowed to talk it out
I said I'd go, put myself on show
But I'm still trying to figure it out』
His nails were painted black, with rather abstract looking designs, and as I squinted, absentmindedly leaning forward in my chair to catch a better glimpse at his middle finger, I could read the words, fix on, painted on it. My eyebrows furrowed as it made me wonder whatever that meant, and I decided to ask Mingi about it later if given the chance. I allowed my eyes to linger on his nails longer, gulping as I noticed almost each long finger of his was decorated by a ring. I wasn’t foreign to his rings, I have noticed that Mingi loved wearing rings, and the one on his middle finger, with the big red gemstone seemed to always catch my attention. I hummed silently, taking my sweet time to closely analyze each one of his rings, noting which were new, to me, as I haven’t seen them on him before, and which were the ones he wore almost daily. He seemed to have two silver ones that he never failed to leave at home, both littered with small stones, prettily shining under the sunlight each time. Mingi’s fingers flexed for a second, tightening around the pen he was holding, and I watched as he started tapping the table, a low humming sound coming from his lips. I blinked as I realized what I had been doing, memorizing every bend of his fingers, every line and any scar decorating it, storing their shape and length deep in my mind for the time when I would have to recall it in order to draw his hands. In the process of all this, I couldn’t help but also notice that his hands seemed rather big, they would probably engulf mine nicely. The thought made me lightly flush as I remembered us holding hands in his car after we shared some personal stuff, and I shook my head lightly, trying to get rid of the memory. There was a light shuffle as Mingi cleared his throat, making me very slowly drag my eyes up, until they fell on his face. More particularly on his sharp and small eyes, which were on me, his eyebrows raised curiously as a smug smile seemed to be plastered on his lips. Fuck. I would’ve face palmed myself if it wasn’t for Mingi watching me, so, instead, I tried to flash him my best poker face while I totally, and absolutely, flushed red in embarrassment.
“Were you…” Mingi pursed his lips, narrowing his eyes playfully, “checking me out?”
“Like hell I was.” I snapped with a loud huff, definitely way too fast.
“Oh, you weren’t?” Mingi feigned confusion, “But—damn, then I must be mistaken. You certainly weren’t like…totally ogling my face and then salivating after my hands, right?”
As if to prove a point, he wriggled his fingers, making me clench my jaw as I forced a pathetic excuse of a laugh out of myself, giving him an unimpressed expression, “I wasn’t checking you out nor any of those things you just said—”
“Are you like, really sure?” Mingi huffed, tapping his lips in an annoying manner, “Because now you’re making me feel crazy—”
“Oh my God,” I exclaimed exasperated, eyes widening as I huffed at Mingi, “fine, I was looking at your hands, but before it gets to your head, bro, I just simply think guys painting their nails is hot, okay?”
There was a long pause, Mingi’s eyes boring into mine as a smirk made its way on his lips, looking all smug and pleased with himself, “So…”
I gulped nervously as he suddenly pushed his chair slightly back, and started leaning in towards me, the look taunting on his face, “You think I’m hot?”
“Not you.” I snapped, glaring at him, “That’s not what I said—”
“But you indirectly admitted that I’m hot—”
“No, Mingi. I didn’t admit anything, God, this is why I don’t talk to you.” I huffed and pushed my chair back, feeling uncomfortable as he was siting so close to me, making me gulp nervously. I quickly stood from my chair and went to walk to get my backpack, but Mingi quickly reached out and grabbed my wrist.
“Where are you going?” He asked, smugness and smirk gone from his face. I rolled my eyes at him, but didn’t pull my wrist out of his grip.
“Home, obviously.” I huffed, and Mingi very gently pushed me back towards the chair, making me sit in it.
“Let me finish this up, and we’re leaving.” He quickly turned and went back to clicking away on his computer, pursing his lips as with his left hand he closed his notebook, throwing the pen absentmindedly on his desk. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in front of my chest, but didn’t say anything else, waiting for him to do whatever he needed to do before we would finally leave. Some fresh air would certainly serve well for a wakeup call.
The light drizzle had turned into rain after we’ve reached Mingi’s car and waited for the engine to warm up a bit. Mingi wasn’t as embarrassed about it as last time, and I found myself feeling the need to reassure him that I didn’t give a shit whether his car was a fucking rocket or a simple carriage, as long as it was safe to drive and shielded us from the rain. Perhaps it was one of the very few times when I heard Mingi’s rich laughter, his head thrown back against the headrest and mouth wide open as he repeatedly hit the wheel, prompting me to match his laughter until my stomach hurt and I had to ask him to stop, unable to breathe anymore as tears sprung into my eyes. The radio was playing softly in the background, neither of us actually paying attention to it as Mingi had asked about my art class, inquiring about the painting I was currently working on. I briefed him about it as we had taken off, the rain making it rather hard to see well, but Mingi was a careful driver and he didn’t speed at all, being extra careful as the wipers of the car were placed on the fastest setup, the rain hitting the car loudly, making us raise our voices in order to be able to hear each other well.
“I assume you know Wooyoung and Seulgi are on a date.” Mingi spoke up as we had stopped at a red light, people running as they crossed the road, umbrellas doing almost nothing to shield them from the harsh rain anymore.
“Yeah, I hope they chose to go somewhere indoors, this rain is merciless.” Mingi chuckled, but nodded his head in agreement, leaning his head against the headrest. The cars in the lane to our left took off, their traffic light having turned green.
“Wooyoung mentioned about them going to the cinema, or at least that’s what he had in mind two days ago.” Mingi explained, shifting into first gear as the light turned green for us.
“Seulgi said something about a new place opening up where you could paint pottery while enjoying their delicacies.” I said in thought, wondering which one they have chosen.
“We should go there sometime,” Mingi took a right turn, mindful of the pedestrians and the huge puddles on the side of the road, “just the two of us.”
I hummed, thinking about it for a second before I looked at Mingi, “Sure.”
“Sure? Did you just say sure?” Mingi’s voice slightly raised and I chuckled, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, I said sure.” I repeated, Mingi’s mouth falling open.
“Did you just agree to going out with me?!” Mingi almost exclaimed, making me snort as I looked away, focusing on the road ahead.
“You didn’t ask me out.” I corrected.
“But I still could.” Mingi quickly said, making me shake my head with a small smile.
“Anyways, I hope Wooyoung makes his move soon.” I sighed, rubbing my forehead tiredly, “I’ve had enough of listening to Seulgi whine about how much she’s into him, but is confused of what Wooyoung wants.”
Mingi chuckled as he took a left turn, driving off the main road, barely three blocks away from my neighborhood, “Good to know I was right.”
I looked at him again curiously, and he quickly explained himself, “I’ve been telling Wooyoung she was into him, but he never believed me. He did say he’d ask her out today, but knowing Wooyoung…he might chicken out, again.”
I chuckled, amused by these two idiots, “Well, knowing Seulgi, she won’t chicken out. She also planned on asking Wooyoung out today.”
Mingi laughed, turning left, slowing down as he drove down my street, looking for my house closely. I smiled subconsciously and undid my seatbelt, planning to help him out by pointing my house out to him, but I didn’t have to. He was quick to come to a stop in front of it, placing the gear in neutral. He turned his head and looked at me, smiling, “Arrived.”
“Yeah.” I whispered and grabbed my backpack, looking out the window, eyebrows furrowing at the sudden downpour, the car’s windshield wiper good for nothing at this point, “Damn, why is it raining so hard?”
“I hate it.” Mingi whined as he looked ahead too, lips jutting out in a pout, “I can’t even drive home now.”
“Yeah, you shouldn’t.” I agreed as my eyebrows furrowed, “It’s not safe at all.”
“Yeah,” Mingi sighed and turned the engine off, undoing his seatbelt, “I’ll just wait for it to settle down, and then I’ll drive home.”
“Yeah, you should do that.” I agreed, looking at him, the rain hitting the roof of Mingi’s old Honda Prelude loud, “And text me when you get home, so that I know you’re safe.”
Mingi’s cheeks flushed, but just ever so slightly, and my eyes widened as he tried to avoid eye contact the more persistent I became, “Yeah, uh, I will. Promise I won’t forget this time.”
“You better,” I chuckled, rolling my eyes remembering all the times he would forget to text me that he had gotten to his destination safely, “I’m going now.”
“Okay.” Mingi’s head turned and we made eye contact for a second, before I offered him a small smile and pushed the door open, springing out of his car. It didn’t even take a minute for me to be completely drenched by the rainwater as I very quickly slammed Mingi’s door shut, gasping as my clothes got instantly soaked, hair sticking to my head. I turned and took off towards my house, running, but realizing it didn’t matter since I was already soaked. Well, so much for Mingi driving me home to save me from the freezing cold downpour. As I reached the middle of the driveway, I dared to take a peek at the sky, realizing that the almost black clouds looked menacing, and God knows when they’d pass, when the rain would stop. I stopped and turned, looking towards Mingi’s car as I bit my lower lip, having to blink my eyes fast to be able to see something. No car was driving down the roads anymore, no person out on the streets. What if the rain wouldn’t stop at all? It’s happened before, not even once. Would Mingi stay out in the car? He wouldn’t be able to leave if that were the case. Taking a deep breath, I made my decision as I raced back to his car, yanking the door open as I leaned down, Mingi’s wide eyes falling on my soaked form.
“Come inside, who knows when it’ll stop raining.” I called out loudly over the sound of the rain and the sudden rumble of the sky, making me shiver. I hated the thunder perhaps more than the flashing lightning. Mingi opened his mouth, probably to refuse my offer, but I didn’t leave room for him to argue, “Come on!”
And as I slammed the door shut again, he was out of the car in a second, closing his own door and locking his car quite clumsily, exclaiming as he got soaked in seconds, just like myself. I laughed as I took off towards the house, Mingi racing after me, giggling loudly as we reached the front steps of the porch, both shivering as I struggled to grab my keys out of my pocket.
“Oh my God, this sucks!” Mingi exclaimed just as another thunder shook the ground, and I jumped, throwing a glare towards the sky. Mingi saw it and chuckled, urging me to unlock the door, “Doll, I’m freezing my ass off, please open the door!”
“Who’s the drenched puppy kicked to the curb now, huh?” I asked with a teasing grin as I unlocked the front door, pushing it open. Mingi chuckled and rolled his eyes, but not before playfully pushing me forward, urging me on to step inside the house first.
We could only hope the downpour would stop soon enough.
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A general question how do they look naked? (No sexual purpose I’m just curious about what’s the difference between us and them) are they half devil??
Hello anon, thanks for your question! :)
The reply has gotten a little more lengthy, sorry for that. I hope it answers all your questions.
First of all, I do believe that thanks to the "Blood of Asmodeus" curse, tieflings are to some degree blood-related to devils, though they are not half-devils. That blood, however, does affect their looks.
I will definitely be talking more about tiefling skin in general in the future, from the nice ridges on their tails to the skin around their horns, and the bumps along their chests and backs, but those are already visible in the game. Have a quick look for example at the back of Poem, my tiefling character:
The way those ridges work I believe, is to provide additional protection, almost like a layer of body armor created by a tiefling's own body, shielding more vulnerable places like the spine, but they also exist on areas of skin like the elbow and knee that are already thicker in humans, as the skin there has to withstand mechanical stretching from those joints having quite a bit of mobility and being used all the time.
Due to fewer oil glands in this area, the skin there gets drier and flakier, and retains less water. I believe the thicker skin there also serves protective purposes, but not exactly the same way as the ridges on the spine and ribs. They are probably mostly there to ease friction, but also protect the sensitive nerves there. (Yes, the funny bone is actually a nerve called the Ulnar nerve, and tieflings probably have no issues hitting it, because it is much better protected.)
Then, of course, there are genitals, which were kept fairly standard for tieflings in BG3.
As much as I personally like to imagine their genitals to be ribbed or nubby, I don't think it would make much sense. The bumps and ridges on their skin are for protection, and while genitals are definitely a sensitive area, they should probably not have this particular type of protection.
My reasoning here would be how these ridges work vs. what you would typically want.
I've quickly doodled something to explain this a little better, please excuse the quality here and my terrible handwriting haha
Please note that I drew up this little diagram as a more general sort of overview and the yellow subcutaneous tissue has its color from the fat that is typically part of this layer, but is missing in clitoris, penis, eyelids, and other similar areas of skin. That's why these areas of skin feel different, by the way!
Epidermis (Outermost layer of skin)
Dermis (Middle layer of skin containing connective tissue, the superficial arteriovenous plexus [a] with all those fine little blood vessels, and also the deep arteriovenous plexus [b], so the thicker blood vessels, but also the dermal nerve fibres that I marked in pink here.)
Hypodermis/Subcutaneous tissue (Layer right below the skin, anchoring the skin to the connective tissue of the body)
As you can see, the nerve does not reach all the way into the epidermis (which is good, you absolutely would not want that). But that also means adding a protective layer to it, as I have done in tiefling-red on the right, you create an even thicker barrier before reaching the nerve, making the skin a lot less sensitive.
Obviously, you do not want a tiefling's genitals to be insensitive like this. You want them to enjoy having sex after all.
Additionally, according to this article, as well as the player handbook, the Asmodeus curse has made tiefling genetics very dominant, meaning that tieflings will always produce tiefling offspring, serving "a purpose for the Hells in that it strengthens their presence in the mortal realms".
This leads me to speculate whether tieflings might have higher libido than humans and if, perhaps, they are more potent.
Additionally, due to the way their pelvis is shaped thanks to their tails (I will get more into this in the tail essay), there is a chance that - compared to humans - giving birth is slightly less painful for them. While probably far from an enjoyable process, they could potentially see some benefits from their sacrum being turned outward.
As far as shapes and sizes go, it seems logical for them to be at least compatible with other humanoids to ensure that they can produce offspring with one another. Tiefling vaginas would probably be similar to those of humans, not much deeper or wider, since too many differences would make impregnation harder for any non-tieflings.
Tiefling penises probably also wouldn't be much longer or thicker or strangely shaped, as that could do significant damage to a human or elven body, which would once again not lead to creating more tiefling offspring for Asmodeus to extend his reign.
But it is possible for them to have differences! I think that's mostly where people's headcanons can come in. Anything that doesn't make it biologically more difficult to conceive a child is fair game!
Penises with more tapered tips? Possible.
Larger or more sensitive clitoral glans? Hell yeah!
Want your tiefling to have an additional g-spot that Asmodeus put in there to be cheeky? Go for it!
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I hope that did answer your question well enough, but please feel free to follow up if there is anything else you would like to know.
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sorry if you’ve already answered this (i’m a new replica reader, and LOVING it so far) but how did april, leo, and mikey react the first time they watched donnie’s final recording? (if this is ever gonna come up in the comic then by all means ignore this, i’m just SO curious about the possible angst) anyway, amazing work! <3
No sorry’s needed! Welcome to my little corner of the fandom! We probably won’t see that scene in particular since we gotta keep this train rolling, but I’d be happy to give a brief explanation. TLDR: Leo only managed to watch it once before breaking down, April has watched it many times (as we already knew), and Mikey has decided not to watch it. More below the cut (also Blood TW).
Leo wanted to watch the video right away upon arrival, since all they came home to was a flatline on Dee’s monitor (you see that reaction briefly here).
Mikey's mystic powers ignited and managed to heal Leo, though they both fell unconscious due to energy/blood loss. While they were in recovery, April reviewed the recording to confirm Dee's passing. She was numb to the whole thing, and has worked to keep it together if only for her own sanity (similar to how she responded to the loss of Leo in the movie though with more tears due to her closeness with Donnie and the aftermath of the storm).
When the boys came to she confirmed Dee's death. That was enough for Mikey who chose to instead remember Donnie as he was in their final moments, but Leo refused to believe it. Surely there was some hint in the video as to Donnie's whereabouts. He watched it alone and, understandably, had a break down. I think more than anything it upset him how it just didn't make sense. Donnie KNEW that he couldn't escape with his invisi-cloak alone since the Technodrome can track heat signatures. They were supposed to bust their way in as a group, make a scene so Dee could plant the probe, and then use the Donnie pods for a quick escape whether they were successful or not. But Dee instead used his as a simple diversion. It drove Leo nuts with questions he was too fragile to properly answer and he blames himself since he was the one who had made the call to retreat after getting himself nearly killed. He has been unable to watch the video since. April on the other hand has taken it upon herself to review the video with a fine toothed comb in the hopes of coming up with some of the answers that Leo is too overwhelmed to ask.
Sorry for the lengthy explanation. I tend to have a lot of this stuff plotted out in my head even if it's never seen. Have to keep things short and sweet for the sake of the comic where as if it was a Fanfic it would probably be thousands and thousands of extra words haha. Hopefully though most of what I've said has been evident through the character's actions and feelings.
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doomsday teaser
actor!gojo x techie!geto AU :)
hey y'all! thank you for all the love on Talk, I really appreciate every single like, comment, and reblog. i've started part II, and it should be out within 2 or 3 weeks (i'm a busy lady sorry). in a mean time, here's a little bite of another fic i wrote/am still working on. it's a techie!geto x actor!gojo AU where suguru is a wardrobe crew head for a hit broadway musical, and satoru is the star. this one is for all the former (and current) theater kids (kids as in people above the age of 18, MDNI!). there will be lots of smut and angst and plot to come, but for now, plz enjoy <3
wc: 845
With that, Suguru took a deep sigh and finished walking down the narrow hallway. His shoes squeaked considerably less as he climbed the winding iron staircase up to the cast’s personal dressing rooms. When he got to the top, he was distracted by a white-haired man violently shaking the vending machines in an attempt to release a chocolate bar from its clutches.
Then he saw those eyes.
Those beautiful, bright blue eyes. They looked like they contained the entire sky.
Suguru started sorting through color theory in his head to think about which piece of fabric would go best with those brilliant irises.
“Do, uh. Do you need some help there, doll?” Suguru offered, flustered.
The man just stared back at Suguru for a moment, before responding, “Sure, crazy bangs. That would be great.”
“Not sure crazy bangs is such a great comeback from someone who’s attacking a vending machine,” Suguru bantered back.
“Hey, it’s not my fault my boss man loves chocolate. Gotta stock up for him.”
“Oh, are you Mr. Gojo’s manager?”
“Never thought about it like that. Huh. Guess I am.”
“Will I see you around then?”
“I guess you could say that, crazy bangs,” the white-haired man said with a smirk.
A tense moment passed as the two men locked eyes. The mysterious blue-eyed beauty scanned Suguru’s body up and down with no shame. Suguru should have felt self-conscious, but he found himself oddly endeared by the man in front of him. Suguru felt a slight blush prickle over the skin of his cheeks.
“So when is Mr. Gojo arriving?” Suguru asserted to break the silence. “I have some things I wanted to run over with him in terms of quick changes.”
“So. You’re costumes?”
“Yeah.” Suguru answered. Did he say the wrong thing?
“Makes sense.” The lengthy white haired man smirked and turned on the ball of his foot and started walking - no, sashaying - to the door of Mr. Gojo’s dressing room. As the man opened the door, Suguru caught it behind him.
“Why does it make sense, doll?” Suguru allowed a soft smile to appear on his lips. For the first time in a while, Suguru was flirting.
And he was having fun.
“Because. You’re so serious. You costume and props people always have sticks up your asses.” The man retorted with a snort.
Suguru rolled his eyes, a verbal bite lingering on his words, “We’re just trying to do our jobs.”
Even though the blue-eyed stranger was taller, Suguru seemed to tower over him at that moment.
“Well, I’m just trying to do mine.” Suguru couldn’t tell if this guy was a douche or if he was also flirting back. He hoped for his sake, it was the ladder. Unfortunately, he also had a job to do. No matter, he still had time to get to know this attractive stranger.
“Great. So, do you have an ETA on your client?”
“Client? What client?” The man looked so confused.
“…Mr. Gojo…”
“Oh, we’re still playing that game.”
“What game?”
“You seriously don’t know who I am?”
“You’re Mr. Gojo’s manager.” Suguru stated.
The white haired man burst into a fit of hysterical laughter. It took a second for him to collect himself.
“Hot and funny. I’m keeping you around, crazy bangs.”
Suguru’s brain short circuited at that. Attractive stranger also finds him attractive. Noted.
“Haha,” Suguru offered a weak, uncomfortable laugh,”Not that I wouldn’t want that too, but I really have a job to do, doll.”
Those blue eyes blinked in disbelief.
“Wow. You’re serious, ok. Let’s start over.”
The man stuck out his hand, which looked as if it was crafted of the finest porcelain.
“I’m Satoru Gojo. It’s nice to meet you, what’s your name?”
Suguru looked at Satoru until it finally clicked in his head. So this was the brat Nanami was talking about.
Suguru shook his hand hesitantly, as another question crossed his mind. “You said you were Gojo’s manager though,” Suguru pointed out.
“You’re putting words in my mouth, I said I had never thought of it that way. I guess I am kind of like my own manager because I don’t have one. I manage myself, thank you very much,” Satoru turned his nose and dramatically looked away from Suguru.
“But… who’s boss man?”
“Oh that’s what I call Nanami. I asked him what his favorite candy was and I’m stocking up on it so that every time I annoy him, I can apologize with a chocolate bar.”
A deep rumble left Suguru’s chest as he laughed at Satoru’s comment.
“I’m sure Nanami loves being called boss man.”
“Oh please, he’ll grow into the nickname. Didn’t get your name yet though, crazy bangs.”
“Suguru Geto. Wardrobe Crew Head.”
“If I see you around later, maybe I can show you how it feels to have something other than a stick up your ass.”
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Do you have any tips or resources for animating?
it’s a little difficult for me to think about concrete resources since i taught myself to animate around a decade ago and i lost track of the books and/or videos that helped me, but i do really recommend manu mercurial’s channel for technique advice AND just general wholesome inspiration!
as for tips, i can try to offer some but i’m a really bad teacher so idk if it’ll be helpful haha 🥹
i’d say the first and most crucial step you can do is just observe. observe everything, observe little things. observe the way your body twists when you throw something, observe the way your cat walks, observe how a pencil bounces when you drop it on the floor, and of course try to consciously observe how your favorite cartoons or anime to try and pick up on techniques. after that make sure you understand key concepts like squash and stretch, anticipation, overshoot, animating on ones/twos/etc
for when you actually get hands-on with a program (which, btw, animation software UI tends to be very intimidating and i am sorry in advance if you have not already been exposed to it) i think it’s important to let yourself be messy. imo the gestures and movement are more important to understand if you’re starting out, and if you focus too hard on clean lines you’ll want to quit sooo quickly lolol
also a lot of people will tell you to start slow but honestly i’d say jump into an ambitious project if you’re passionate about it. doesn’t matter if you think you have the skill to do it or not, but animation to many people is a “destination over journey” kind of thing because the process is TEDIOUS!!!! seeing a finished product is amazing payoff though and very motivating. obviously don’t work yourself into burnout but if you have like an amv that’s been stuck in your head for months then just do it man i officially give you permission
this was kinda lengthy but i hope literally any of this is useful :-) there are a lot of great resources online i just personally haven’t looked into them recently
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I'm eager to hear your complaints about Fontaine's last story segment.
Haha Fontaine complaints! (Cracks knuckles)
Also: Spoilers ahoy! If you’re someone who plays Genshin Impact and has not finished the Fontaine archon quests, then I do not recommend reading any of this.
I’d also like to add: Fontaine’s main story definitely had some bright spots for me, and there were various scenes and tidbits that I enjoyed. That said, I also had several complaints by the end of it all. This entire thing also... got pretty lengthy, whoops.
… Anways! Without further ado:
1) Furina’s Trial
Personally, I am not a fan of the way that Furina’s trial was handled.
Firstly, the setup involved in luring Furina into their initial trap: The boat/house that was transported to the opera house courtroom. This was accomplished through psychological torment and manipulation, in which people were purposefully incited into targeting her.
When the walls eventually fall down around Furina and reveal her standing inside the stage of the courtroom, the Traveler has a line somewhere around there when she tells Furina that she had her last chance to come clean with her secrets to them, right before these walls came down. Here, I just wanted to ask –clearly there was already a full house in the audience seating, and they literally brought Furina onstage. Even if Furina did decide to come clean in those last few moments, what were they expecting to do? “… Hey everyone, sorry there’s no trial happening after all! You can all go home now, the show’s over!”
Moreover, the trial itself. Furina was driven into a corner and put on the spot, and she was publicly grilled and humiliated in front of an audience. The Primordial Seawater test was also… just, why would you do that? Bringing in a harmful substance and forcing someone to test it on themselves in front of an audience? Sure, it might’ve been diluted to a ‘safe’ level. But instead of just saying that and informing Furina that a Fontaine person would show corresponding symptoms anyways, Traveler & Navia chose to present it to Furina as a lethal substance. Aside from causing mental anguish, I fail to see the point of it.
“But this trial is necessary! Furina won’t tell us what’s going on otherwise.”
Alright, then let’s just commit to that. It’s necessary for everyone to take on an antagonistic role in order to drag Furina to court and make the truth come to light.
But can’t we still… address things, in the aftermath? You can argue that Traveler & co. were trying to act for the ‘greater good.’ The fate of Fontaine was at stake. Still, even if the tactics used in bringing Furina to court and trialing her were necessary, lying and manipulating and gaslighting someone is not the right thing to do.
Except does anyone properly acknowledge that in the aftermath? Is there anyone who admits that this is a terrible thing they’ve done, and makes that clear? Did anyone apologize to Furina for forcing her through such a traumatizing experience? (Side-eyes Paimon in Furina’s character quest.)
Nah, instead we just save a country and give ourselves a pat on the back for doing a great job.
Happy Ending!
2) Focalors’ Death
I want to preface this by saying that I understand Focalors is the Hydro Archon, so in order to get rid of the Hydro Throne her death was probably inevitable, from a godly perspective.
From a human perspective, however, Focalors is innocent. She was not the one who committed the original ‘sin’ of using the power of the Primordial Sea to turn Oceanids into pseudo-humans. And yet she is the one who must pay for it. The only resolution we have to this is that Furina now gets to live her life freely as a human. Now, it might just be me, but for all that Furina was split off and created from Focalors’ humanity, the two of them are essentially seem to be two separate, different beings.
3) Humans vs. Gods
Thematically, Fontaine’s story seems a little mismatched when compared with the other regions.
In Mondstadt, its people play an active role, as seen in how the Knights of Favonius (and Diluc) join Venti in helping Dvalin and restoring peace.
In Liyue, we see the people stepping out from the gods’ purview. With the ‘death’ of Rex Lapis, the Qixing declare that the age of humanity has come, and it’s the people of Liyue working together towards a new future.
Inazuma has people literally fighting a war and rebelling against their archon; in the end, Raiden hears the cries of her people and she is the one who changes, in response to her people’s hopes.
In Sumeru, Nahida is locked up by her people (the Sages) but also saved by her people (Alhaitham, Cyno, Nilou, etc.) And in the fight against false god!Scaramouche, Nahida connects the Traveler to her Akasha terminal (?) and literally uses the collective wisdom of all of Sumeru’s people to assist in the fight.
For all four of these regions, it’s the people who step up and play important roles in resolving their respective nations’ crises.
In Fontaine, we do see its people also tackling various problems –Navia with her Spina di Rosula, Wriothesley and his flying ship– but in regards to the most important issue that’s the ominous prophecy hanging over their heads?
Neuvillette, a Dragon Sovereign, is the one who saves Fontaine’s people from Primordial Seawater by turning them fully into regular humans. Focalors, the Hydro Archon, executes herself in order to give Neuvillette the power to do so –and that’s not even mentioning her meticulous plan to fool Celestia, and the 500 years of silent suffering that Furina endured.
Focalors’ sacrifice is essentially what saves Fontaine, in the end. Divine intervention.
4) Meropide Detective Arc
This is a lot more minor, but it feels like we spend a lot of time running in Meropide looking for clues and learning about useless things that didn’t play any significant role towards the main plot of the archon quest.
You spend days and days running around the prison, and in the end you find out it’s only important because Wriothesley wants to test your observational skills. My dude, that is really not the most important thing here!
Personally, I think Sigewinne’s thing with cooking suspicious-looking food would’ve made a better character quest than a side tangent in the main story. I don’t even remember what the betting ring was about anymore.
I think I would’ve liked a stronger focus on what we originally came there to look for –investigating Childe’s disappearance– which might’ve wrapped up the jail arc a lot quicker, true. But maybe we could’ve gone back and spent more time with Furina instead? Maybe discover for ourselves that Furina is hiding things, and talk to her more, get to know her better? … It would provide more context and an extra ‘oomph’ for the upcoming Furina Trial, at the very least.
5) Powerscaling?
Okay this is definitely a LOT more minor, but. Powerscaling. It feels like things just escalated very, very quickly in Fontaine.
Childe. We know he’s strong, we fought him back in Liyue. Except Neuvillette crushes him in his Abyss form in, what. Less than a second?
Eventually, we encounter Skirk at the end. We find out that the space whale responsibly for nearly destroying Fontaine is just her master’s “pet,” which implies a whole other level of terrifying power that exists out there, along with whatever faction Skirk happens to be a part of.
It would be cool if we get to learn about Skirk more in the future, but overall there seems to be a lot of higher power appearing after higher power in Fontaine. Maybe that's just me, though.
#QA#genshin impact#anyways#sorry for rambling hahaha#i had several gripes with fontaine's archon quest#that being said there were things that i liked#the case with girls disappearing and subsequently leading to the discovery of people dissolving into water?#definitely hit me when i saw it#navia's character was also well-written#except when she brought primordial seawater to furina's trial anyways#melus and silver protecting her even as oceanids was nicely done too#there were also cool cutscenes!#several cool cutscenes throughout fontaine storyline
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different anon, if it's okay with you, i'm interested in how you come up with the names! i've been using random generators but perhaps seeing a different approach is what i need...
this took me forever to answer and i'm so sorry about that, but this is about to be a lengthy post so strap in!
i'll give an overview of korean names and i'll explain some ideas for how you can go about naming your characters! for now i'll stick to korean names, but i've also done research into go-on kanji and chinese given names during the late three kingdoms period, so i can offer a little bit of help on those if people are curious about those as well! i can't promise it'll be as comprehensive tho hehe
a "brief" overview: modern korean names are made up of a surname followed by a given name. for the period tosahobi is set in it was exceedingly common to NOT have a last name. historical records state that last names typically only belonged to nobility and/or royalty, hence why certain characters have last names (jinwol) and other characters don't (yul). korean names are written with hangul, which was invented in 1443 however murim stories are an amalgamation of historical fact and fantasy, which is why i used the "modern" naming system.
korean was originally written using chinese characters. that's why there are typically two versions of a korean name, one in hangul and one in hanja. there are tens of thousands of characters in chinese and many of them have similar sounds which can be differentiated by intonation.
rather than being read logographically, korean is phonographic (modern korean no longer has intonations and different phonemes than chinese) so the same reading can be attached to different characters. (this is called sino-korean!)
hangul was designed to simplify the language to spread literacy to the population. each character represents a sound, and written together they form a syllable. for example, jin (진) has multiple hanja (進, 鎭, 眞, 振, etc.) and are all read as just jin, but in mandarin, they could be read as jìn, zhēn, chén, and so on.
thus korean names are chosen in hangul (ex; jinwol or 진월) then each syllable is assigned a hanja which carries the sound of the syllable used, but carries a corresponding meaning! i did a little breakdown of the hanja used in jinwol's name here!
some things to think about: if you take away anything here, it's that there's no single definition for any name! the components of a name make up the meaning. unless it's a name like yul with a singular character, the two syllables can be built to signify a wideeee variety of things. (that's why you shouldn't trust Name Your Baby sites that are like xyz means This Exactly HAHA!)
gender! hangul names are typically gender neutral, however, hanja can sometimes denote birth gender as there are masculine, feminine, and neutral character radicals. (ex the syllable "yeon" is gnc, but with the hanja 延 (to stretch, lengthen) it can be seen as masculine since that's a more "masculine" quality whereas the hanja 媛 (beauty) it is seen as feminine.)
there are indigenous korean names that come from native korean words being used as names. iseul is one such example! her name 이슬 means "dew" and does not have a corresponding hanja.
important!!! one can still assign arbitrary hanja to syllables, which is why in iseul's case i chose corresponding characters that i thought suited her personality! vibes are a really easy way to go about it. the hanja i chose for "i" (이) is 怡 for joy and 瑟 as in the guse, (known in korea as a seul) which is a type of zither. all together her name signifies "rejoicing at the pleasing sound of the guse".
how i make a name: names are usually one or two characters, for example, iseul is (怡 and 瑟) while yul (律) is one character. some nobility had three character given names, but since this already getting super long i won't be delving into those today.
typically i make the name in hangul first. i think you could do this in reverse (hanja -> hangul) but it'd probably be harder. most given names consist of sino-korean morphemes for each syllable, but you could def give your character a native name like iseul! (ex; garam, naro, roda)
you can theoretically choose any hanja you want (jsyk there's a korean law with a list of hanja you can't use in a name HAHAHA) parents, especially well-educated ones put together names with deep meanings and cultural references.
a common practice is to visit a naming-place where a fortune teller or a scholar (almost always a fortune teller, i've never met any naming scholars but they're out there!) they'll assist parents with hanja meanings for names after receiving information like due date estimations and personal details!
this is where elements of anthroponymy come in and they analyze things like stroke count and the five elements of nature to come up with a "beneficial" name for the child! (for example, if a child was lacking in the water element, the fortune teller could suggest a hanja related to water in some way -> balance achieved!)
vibes are a great way to name your character. one of the first things i consider is personality (are they happy? sad? thoughtful?) followed by things like birthplace (topographic names are popular!) and goals/achievements (what kind of person do i want them to become? brave? smart?) and then start looking up the hanja to attach to their name!
if this seems overwhelming, you're not alone! i take foreverrrrr to name my characters for that exact reason. names are considered very special and sacred (maybe not so much nowadays LOL) but back then they were thought to be a vital part of the soul and identity, which is why it's such a lengthy process!
anyways if you've somehow read to here, thank you so much for sticking through my (unedited) rambling. i'm really excited to be sharing this with you guys! and i'm also happy to help you guys come up with names if you send me asks or dms for your mc if you're having a hard time thinking of a name.
#anon#ch: mc#long post#i'm so sorry guys#don't click read more#unless you're ready to be hit by 1k of unedited info dumping#this took me an hour to write up JAFSJDAFJ
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Chapter 32 and Epilogue of Nona the Ninth
(Sorry for the delay, I went to California to attend my cousin's wedding over the weekend, and didn't really have time for writing lengthy tumblr posts.)
The chapter picture is the unlocked Tomb - no need to guess why
I know what she means, and it's a good mental image, but I can't get over the fact that I'm pretty sure that neither Alecto, nor Harrow, nor Gideon ever had the experience of riding a bicycle, and Nona didn't have one on New Rho either
She's so relieved that she won't leave her body to Naberius when she dies, haha
I mean, with the relationship you two have... she probably does, at least to a certain extent
I mean, Gideon becomes attached to literally anyone who treats her decently because of her childhood trauma, so this isn't surprising for her, but I'm a little surprised on Ianthe's part. Although, you know... Ianthe also grew up being the twin that everyone considered less pretty and less talented and less worthy, and she wasn't exactly treated with respect or affection by the other Lyctors or John, so maybe once she figured out how easy it was to gain Gideon's friendship and maybe decided that Gideon wasn't her romantic rival she went in for it, too. I could see Gideon doing something goofy like friendship bracelets
I think it's fascinating how obsessed with Harrow Ianthe is, but at the same time she doesn't actually know anything about what Harrow actually wants. And I guess Gideon never mentioned Harrow opening the Tomb herself to her? Or Harrow telling her that she wanted to see the body wake up? She doesn't mention it here, either, so possibly she's specifically keeping Harrow's secrets from Ianthe because she knows Harrow wouldn't like them to be told
This doesn't make any sense at all. Like I said previously, if John wanted to go to the Tomb and open it and wake up Alecto, he could have gone to the Ninth whenever he wanted to. Even if he was too busy getting drunk and boinking Cohort officers, he could have sent Gideon over there in a shuttle at any point. Like, it wouldn't have worked without Nona, but literally no one including the people who lived with Nona realized she was Alecto until quite recently (except for maybe Corona, who told Nona that she knew who she was, but who knows if she was actually correct). A plan to send Gideon to New Rho, a planet that's about to be eaten by a resurrection beast in the hopes that she would get captured by BOE and brought to the Tomb is just a fantastically dumb plan for someone who has the power to be anywhere in the universe in a short amount of time, and it also relied on Ianthe not interfering, which was never going to happen. But if this is something like, John mentioned something at some point and Gideon got the mistaken idea from that that she could kill Alecto and become John's cavalier, and then Gideon made this plan on her own, that might make more sense. Ianthe later guesses this is about Harrow, which I could believe, except that just like everyone else in this book, Gideon had no idea that Nona was Alecto or that Harrow was in Alecto's body when she first met them and declared that she was coming to open the Tomb. She didn't even know that Nona was dying at that point. I'm sure she mostly wants to save Harrow now, but that couldn't have been her original reason for coming here
Oh come on, Ianthe, you were totally going "gross, old people making out" in the last book. One of the old people was even John!
Is John actually more powerful if Alecto isn't in a coma? That's an interesting question that I think hasn't been answered yet, but I also am not sure Ianthe is really in a position to know the answer to it, either
People do, in fact, have to breathe in order to make pulmonic speech sounds, dude, when people take big breaths in order to say something or in preparation for singing it's not because they need more oxygen
The Herald bullets make another appearance! And also, Pyrrha was plotting to kill John even back when G1deon was alive, I think this makes me believe that Pyrrha does remember what happened before the Resurrection much more so than her offhand comment about disco
Yeah, I know where that's from. But this is kind of weird, since it's making an analogy of John being Jesus and Alecto being God, whereas previously it's been all about Gideon being Jesus and John being God. But I guess Christianity is canonically pretty confused about whether Jesus and God are the same person so
Who is this? Who's saying this? The only person who remotely makes sense is Ianthe, but she's back outside the Tomb being disabled by a Herald bullet
She came back with the news that her father was God himself, and it didn't make a difference in how Crux treated her, and she killed her biggest enemy, her principal abuser, and it didn't feel like a satisfying end to her story or the triumph over evil that she expected it would be as a child. I'm guessing when they eventually kill John it's also not going to be a satisfying triumph over evil
This whole chronology of how John tricked her into getting locked in the Tomb is really chilling, and I'm sure there's probably like a bunch of references to Judas in here that I'm missing. And of course he made a salt water pool, if there's anything at all we learned about her from this book, it's that she loves salt water. He lied to his Lyctors about who she was, he lied about having killed her, and he lied to her to lock her away
So Anastasia did lock herself up in the Tomb, and Mayonnaise Uncle was incorrect that the Ninth House didn't follow John's instructions on that. Presumably she just also had procreated before doing that and had some child outside the Tomb at that point
I'm not sure what Alecto's relationship was with Anastasia. Here it sounds like Anastasia was left there by John to stop her from getting out of the Tomb again, but in the epilogue she seems to be saying that she owes Anastasia a favor?
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The epilogue is written in the kind of English that the bible is written in, and honestly my first thought was "the Earth is a lot older than KJV English" but on second take it really does work, especially with the themes of this story. Is the whole of Alecto the Ninth going to be written like this? Because that probably goes a long way to explaining why it's apparently taking so long to write it, if Muir is having to write it in a language that no one actually speaks anymore, that would be really difficult to edit, and I already found several errors just in this epilogue. What's interesting is that the other characters' dialog is also translated here, which you wouldn't normally do even for the sake of POV
This is the most perfect use of that meme that has ever existed, it honestly goes so much harder in this archaic English than it does with the uwuspeak. I feel like this meme has now served its highest purpose, it can go retire on a farm upstate now
I guess this refers to the zombies? I'm not sure if "all their sleep was perished with a noise" means that she actually did something to kill the zombies or if she just made a loud resurrection beast sound
This is not correct usage of my/mine and thy/thine. They are like a/an, "mine" and "thine" precede vowel sounds any "my" and "thy" precede consonant sounds. Although, I'm going to be honest that the only reason I know this is because the cantor at the synagogue I grew up at turned the English translation of the Shema into an actually fairly nice song and sang it with full instrumental accompaniment at every Friday night service and I was forced to go to all of them, so it's a bit burned into my memory (dare I say that these words are upon my heart) and there's a couple verses in there that exactly show how to use these words:
8 And thou shalt bind them for a sign upon thy hand, and they shall be for frontlets between thine eyes.
9 And thou shalt write them upon the door-posts of thy house, and upon thy gates.
and since it literally says "thine eyes" in there, I read "thy eyes" and was immediately like, nope, that's wrong, and so is "mine whole soul" and "mine whole strength", which is odd, since "with mine whole soul and with mine whole strength" almost strikes me as a specific reference to the Shema, which also has the verse "And thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might."
(These words have not been written upon the door-posts of my house for like two decades now, whoops)
I wonder what vow she swore to Anastasia and why, especially if Anastasia was left behind to guard her prison? Anyway, this is an interesting development, and I'm curious where it goes. Also, it's interesting that we've switched to formal "you" instead of informal "thou", I assume that's on purpose. I also note that in the earlier Harrow/Ianthe conversation, Harrow is using "you" for Ianthe while Ianthe is using "thou" for Harrow, which reminds me of when Tolkien did that with the conversation between Aragorn and Eowyn where he is rejecting her
But now here we have Alecto randomly switching to refer to Harrow and Gideon as "it" despite the fact that she's been referring to both Harrow and Ianthe as "she" during the rest of this epilogue. So I still have no idea what Alecto's understanding of gender and pronouns is
I'm not sure if this is saying that John and the Mithraeum are actually on Pluto now, or if Alecto traveled through the River to wherever they actually are
There's some questions that still haven't been resolved:
Does killing Alecto actually kill John, or just make him mortal?
Is Alecto telepathic?
How well does Alecto remember her time with Camilla and Palamedes and Pyrrha? Does she remember the free mustache rides shirt?
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@thee-morrigan has tagged me to pick five songs i like! i decided not to go with my top five spotify repeat songs, and instead go with recent ones that have been puttering in my brain [the ones who SHOULD be top five lool].
1] Dear Wormwood - The Oh Hellos:
But now I understand you/And I will not be part of your designs/I know who I am now/And all that you've made of me/I know who you are now/And I name you my enemy
So, I've been "working" [haha. smh .... no] on a possible future Kenedis, who is a mix of TWC!Kendis, Exile!Kendis, and a couple of past RP concepts. So, ofc, this mean shit parents have to be a part of the backstory. Hence this song that I feel fits my nebulous ideas for an arc, lol.
2] Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine: What playlist wouldn't be made better without this song? I just don't know which one to put it in yet, lol. I am making a series of playlists for a set of future characters for a RP i might be joining [the one mentioned above], it started with me wanting a Florence song for Kendis [bc I've had at least one Florence song or at least a song by an indie rock/folk artist in my past few Kendis playlists]. But I'm still deciding if this is the one I want. But I just ended up thinking about this song a lot as well as about how much I like/d it. So here it is!
3] Silence - Khalid, Marshmello:
I'm in need of a savior (savior)/But I'm not asking for favors /My whole life, I've felt like a burden/I think too much, and I hate it/I'm so used to being in the wrong/I'm tired of caring/Loving never gave me a home/So I'll sit here in the silence/I found peace in your violence/Can't tell me there's no point in trying/I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long,
Been on and off so in love with this song [have I ever been fully off it? LMAO]. To keep it short - since this entire thing is lengthy - I feel this would fit Austyn if I ever did a playlist [probably won't] in her POV, particularly re: her relationship with Kendis [oh first loves~].
4] Ready For Anything - Blackway, Aeph, Koko:
Even as prey I can chase off the predators/You can′t run with me lil boy you too delicate/Hold Up/I′m feeling a little bit dangerous/And they looking a little bit anxious/If I'm laughing when/ I′m twiddling my fingers/It's only a warning that you can′t just/Walk up to me
I haven't strongly with the desire to write, but I've been still low-key itching with ideas. And one of the ideas, is for this future RP, involving a darker Andy. I usually play Andy before or after the travesty that really fucked up his life [he has a few too, so I should say ADULT life]. But not during for many years. I'm [nervously] hoping to, and this song fits real well what I've been pondering. Not 10, 000% but strongly enough.
5] Achilles Come Down - Gangs of Youth: You crave the applause yet hate the attention.
Sooooo I recently realized this song is perfect for Kendis. I don't know why I never have, lmao. I mean in general but particularly for specific Kendis'. Again, like the above it''s 10, 000% but it's ENOUGH that I've re-fallen in love with this song. Ugh. It hurts.
(Honorable mention [as this recently has gotten back into my head] The Moss - Cosmo Sheldrake)
just gonna tag 5 people, sorry if you've done this!: @quaxorascal @wayhavenots @agnes-nutter @thats-a-lot-of-cortisol @laufire
#grapecase recs#tag meme#thee-morrigan#long post#music#insight: andy yasar#insight: kendis crawford louel#sim city: kendis bishop#exile: kendis lateth#as always no pressure and as always if you wanan do it feel free!#i'd honestly tag more people BUT lmao tumblr seems not to show them tags anyway so seemed nice to keep it on theme#5 songs 5 tags#also these songs dont have to be about your blorbos!#but if they are tell me y-eee~~~~
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Reread taz’s Instagram statement again, after seeing some people talking about how there was probably a lot of legal stuff going on behind the scenes, and idk I just thought I’d share my some thoughts I had.
First off, I’m not gonna lie, initially when I read the post I was kinda disappointed that it was still relatively vague and neutral when it comes to the Israel-Palestine conflict. But when people pointed out that there was more than likely a lot of legal stuff going on in terms of his job, security at cons, and how probably Netflix will only allow him to say so much and remain working on opla….it made more sense
But then I was reading over the statement again and I thought it was interesting how Taz specifically mentions the Red Crescent in his post. Like when he refers to the fundraiser or growing up in Tenerife he just calls them the Red Cross, I’m assuming because that’s the name he’s been familiar with (Cruz Roja is what the Red Cross is called in Tenerife according to the website - which is the same name but in Spanish obviously), but when explaining that the organisation doesn’t “take sides in hostilities,” in the post he called them “The Red Cross/ Red Crescent.” And like, as someone who’s country uses the term Red Cross I straight up had no idea they were also called the Red Crescent in other places.
I say this because the offical Red Cross branch in Palestine is the “Palestine Red Crescent Society.” And idk I just think it’s interesting that someone, who majority of the time refers to the Red Cross as only ‘the Red Cross’ (and I’m assuming has been most familiar with them with that terminology) and coped shit because of donating to the British Red Cross, also then mention the Red Crescent title.
Because Taz pads the post out a bit talking about “believing in humanitarian aid for innocent people, on both sides of any conflict” and deliberately doesn’t specifically mention Palestine or Israel at all, it does come off as quite neutral. But the fact he specifically mentions the the Red Crescent, chose to write it as “The Red Cross/ Red Crescent movement” (kinda making them seperate instead of saying ‘The International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies (IFRC),’ or ‘the International Red Cross and Red Crescent Movement”), and stated later in the post that “[his] efforts will never be in aid of supporting any aggression” makes me feel like maybe the statement was a little less neutral than I initially thought, and was potentially being very subtle to navigate any legal situations.
My ramble on the internet has once again ended up being kinda lengthy so sorry about that,, and idk, I might sound like a crazy person haha.
I’m not trying to change anyone’s mind just sharing some thoughts on tumblr.
#oh dear that is quite a chunk of text….if you think I sound crazy that’s totally fair#taz skylar#anyways I know now that the Red Cross have three different symbols so that’s cool#and apparently Magen David Adom (MDA) is Isreal’s offical Red Cross Society which I also didn’t know#sorry if this is hard to understand I’m not a writer guys
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This first pic is just some sketches that I did all on ma own of our little heart couple!
This is a little comic collaboration me and my bestie @froggiepads119 did, she drew Handzel's (the blue heart) parts, and i drew Hailey's (the red heart) and the part with the orange heart with the blue baseball cap (his name is Hayhay btw! He is a troublemaking kid that sort of adopted Handzel as his older brother lol. Handzel is still kind of on the fence about him though)
We drew that whole ordeal in an online whiteboard app lol, sadly it got shut down.
Next pictures below is a redraw of the previous comic that @froggiepads119 did all on her own! All of it is made by her. She wanted to improve her drawings of Handzel (btw he is her character, i should have mentioned before, i didn't create him haha)
I know he calls Hayhay "jay jay" here, that was just a little mix-up on my part so dw about it 👍
And finally the last picture for this post (im sorry about how lengthy it is lol, just wanted to get all these out here and catch you all up!) is @froggiepads119 fully colored drawing of Hayhay! The little mischief maker goober haver deserves some spotlight :)
Soo yeah! That's all for this post! I hope you guys like them and please go support my bestie @froggiepads119, she hasn't posted much of her own art but trust me when i say she's a real talented hooman and artist :D
#object shows#object show oc#object show comic#object show art#object show community#osc community#osc art#osc oc#object show
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Drumroll‚ please! 🥁
It’s been some time, and I managed to slip on my promised deadline once again (thank you for your patience)... But finally‚ we return to the story of Teresa and Andrea in our Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky Randomizer!
A few items of note before we get started (and yeah sorry this is overly detailed and lengthy because idk what it means to be concise, just scroll down if you're not interested):
Please be aware: updates to Team Heavenly’s story will not be as frequent as they were during main. I now work a full-time job in a field where my schedule is somewhat contingent on unanticipated emergencies. And in general‚ I’m just a very busy adult! So I unfortunately can’t give you an exact (or even rough) timeline of when posts will be released— It basically comes down to whenever I have the time to do it. But rest assured‚ the entirety of this tale will be told… eventually!
I’ve gotten my hands on a newer tablet since last year, so my camera quality is much better now! …However. While snapping pics for this post‚ a seemingly unavoidable digital blue glare persisted‚ no matter how I adjusted my screen brightness. When I subsequently ran these photos through the auto function‚ they didn’t really… improve? So I had to do a lot of manual tweaking… Anyway‚ all of that to say if one shot doesn’t look visually consistent with another, it’s because each image got edited a little bit differently.
I will link multiple posts for a single "chapter" (see last bullet) in the same manner as before, with preceding and succeeding parts linked at the beginning and end, respectively. I’ll also update the table of contents in the pinned post for continued ease of navigation.
Also, please note... last year, my older iPad somehow managed to circumvent any sort of (consistent) image limit. But that is not the case this time! There is a strict hard limit of 30 images per post. It's therefore likely that post-game chapters will have more parts than the main-story chapters ever did. (Though whether that actually equates to a "lengthier" chapter is up for debate.)
As the post-game content does not get separated into official chapters‚ I will be partitioning the story based on subject matter! For example, this first act will focus on the guild’s graduation exam, the next will include Sky Peak, and so on. I also intend to use a random number generator to select chapter names from this list. (I mean, c’mon, that's part of the fun of a randomizer!) But for the sake of clarity, I will be including the actual subject matter after the chosen title in (parentheses). Thus‚ this first unofficial post-game chapter is known as…
Chapter 21: Would you like to eat moss?
(AKA: The Guild’s Graduation Exam)
As a result of Teresa and Andrea’s heroic actions… The destruction of time was stopped and peace returned to the world of Pokémon. They went back to Totodile’s Guild and fell back into their daily routine of vigorous training.
One morning‚ several months later…
Pineco: “:/ Hey hey, why can Teresa and Andrea take the graduation exam before we do? We’ve been around a lot longer…”
Tropius: “…They literally saved the world and have proven themselves to be worthy many times over. Also skill issue lol.”
Don’t feel bad for Pineco though; he’s not the only one getting roasted.
Lol rip.
Anyway‚ Andrea asks the very sensible question of what exactly this exam entails…
Dark Chasm? Evil MANSION?!
Are you— are you sending us back to the future‚ Totodile?! WTF??
Oh! That’s easy enough though. I mean‚ compared to scaling a collapsing tower while Time itself crumbled at our feet? Pshaw! This will be a cakewalk!
...You know, this is really the first thing that should have tipped me off as a kid 🤦♀️
🤨 How convenient.
Okay, so he's not gonna be any help, unfortunately. Looks like we're going in blind. (Haha unintentional pun...unless?)
But for real, anything that makes Mewtwo cry out in fear and run away is a force to be reckoned with indeed.
As we enter Nautical Cottage to begin our preparations, we run into our stand-ins for Teddiursa and Ursaring! After a quick chat, Horsea reveals they are also headed to the Dark Chasm...
*seen (sorry).
Also, at the risk of beating a dead Horsea (aHA! TWO FOR TWO ON THE PUNS!), y'all go play WHERE? *gets hit immediately by a Snipe Shot*
Andrea immediately suspects something is sus. Unfortunately, this is the smartest she's ever gonna get about it.
Anyway, it's been a hot minute, so I go to check my storage and evaluate what I have to work with...
BRUH?? I do NOT remember picking this up omg 😳
So my plan is to equip this for the exam, right? But then I totally forgot to do that 😅
Also I don't have a picture for this but I was able to buy 3 Poké from the Finnkecleon shop for free lol
✅Mission: set
✅Destination: arrived
✅Chance of success: 💯😎🎆
Oh my god, this really is the future of darkness!! I guess our efforts to save the world weren't enough, damn 😓
🎶I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways🎶
A couple of Gummis later, Teresa learns the Lava Evader IQ Skill! Neat!
Me when Ivysaur used Fly:
Believe it or not, this actually almost killed Andrea at 96 damage. But the stairs were nearby and I wasn't too worried about it until...
Go figure, amirite?
Then Andrea reminded me of the awesome power of Blizzard and we knocked out everyone except Combusken and the Kabuto on the first turn <3 And she got right back up again in no time with the Fast Healer skill!
Does anyone remember that one time when I had the foolish idea to forget Quick Attack in favor of Helping Hand? Yeah, not one of my smartest moves. But I managed to find a TM in this dungeon that does the same thing as Quick Attack but better!
Here's the info for Quick Attack:
And here's the info for Mach Punch:
Higher power and hit ratio? Yes please! (Yes, I'm aware both are only one star stronger. But hey, every bit counts.)
I teeechnically have enough room for three more images, but this feels like a natural transition point so click here to advance to Part 2!
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Trapped Towers Dev History ~ How We Got Here (Part 1)
(Middle art piece done by @/evilredyoshis)
Hey everybody !!
Today I'm going to be introducing another type of post I can end up doing - development history/update posts! These will likely be rarer than other types of posts (after this 3 parter anyway), purely because development on this project is just pretty slow due to my lack of ✨ focus ✨ and all that. However, there is definitely some old development stuff I can talk about! Plus, for those of you who are new - you get to learn more about this project that has been ongoing since early 2018!
So lets get into this, shall we? It's going to be a lengthy read.
February 2018 - August 2020 ~ The Beginning/Undertale AU Era:
February 2018 was a time, by this point I'd spent almost a year making music for my friends and very small audience in the Undertale community. One day, I was simply bored and had no ideas - so my sister told me "hey make an Alton Towers megalo"... how I hadn't done it yet shocked me, I'd been going since 2014 and loved the place dearly. However, with a laugh I agreed and got to work.
A few days into creation, I began theory crafting the basics for an Undertale AU. The first ever concept for what would eventually become Trapped Towers - explains a lot about the name and premise though huh. I eventually uploaded a song or two for the AU, including the megalo I did finish - "Ministry Of Death".
One person found and covered the megalo. Then another. And another. And soon enough the whole thing spiralled - I would consider it to this day my biggest impact on the Undertale Community, even if it was still relatively small and not long lived. Either way, it got me to take the project a little more seriously... but quickly it spiralled into development hell. I was only 14 after all, if you asked me what a leadership style was I probably would have no idea what you were on about or given a dumb answer.
Reboot after reboot was attempted. New server after new server. Eventually though, one server was made and kept. However, the project had already fallen into more obscurity and my motivation was low, so I moved to new things. Every so often a new Trapped Towers post would occur, mainly new Smiler content as that's what really brought in people. Things would stay like that for a bit unfortunately though...
Old Content:
How about some art and concepts from the time though huh? For an Undertale AU it was... something. Tom wasn't called Tom and was literally just called Frisk. The world layout was just Undertale and I just made stuff fit - The Beornen were almost located in X-Sector because of Wickerman being the Grillby replacement. Th13teen wouldn't have really even been in the story as she was Gaster. Half the characters didn't even have designs! People loved Smiler and Enterprise, and any serious work focused on the Ruins portion with Terra. They were still trapped because Nemesis was too dangerous to be let free, however Nemesis was also in a permenant sleep - only prophisised to reawaken. It wasn't an active threat.
(I don't entirely remember who made what here, so I'm sorry for no credits)
OLD SOUNDTRACK LINKS:
Trapped Towers V1 Soundtrack
Trapped Towers V2 Soundtrack
It's all quite funny to look back on. There's so many bits that clearly influenced the project as it is today. Many old designs haven't had drastic overhauls either, which is quite funny to think about... maybe I should get on some...
Anyway, with that brings the conclusion of part 1 of this 3 part blog series. The next two parts will come out day after day, with tomorrow being "August 2020 - June 2021" and Friday being "June 2021 - Present Day". Figured it'd be much easier for reading if I split them into a couple parts !! Also gives me a few extra days to consider what else I want to post haha.
Until then, cya !
- JustDaniel
#alton towers#trapped towers#alton towers au#TT HWGH#I love rambling about anything to do with this project hehehe#Sorry if this is how you found out I was an Undertale fan/still am one
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Hello! Hi! I'm one of the invested reader in your most recent fic Gimmighoul for your thoughts? And also the one who's writing a fic vaguely inspired by it. (And also one that commented a lot, haha.)
You may recognize me by username (there's an extra 's' here but, eh, it's the same.) I decided to ask the questions I wanted to ask there because of, uh, anxiety issues.
So here are my questions:
1. Would you be okay with it if I were to use your character, Flore, in my story? It's most likely too late because I already started with the female MC, but I may write more Pokémon stuff in the future and I'd like to write it with a non-binary MC and I now have as a headcanon that, if there was an option to be non-binary, their default name would be Flore (like Juliana for the girl, and Florian for the boy). Also, if you're okay with it, would it be okay to alter a little bit their story and their taste? Like, they have Koraidon instead of Miraidon or they chose Sprigatito instead of Fuecoco as their starter. Or, they're fond of cute stuff instead of macabre stuff. Their personalities would most likely stay the same, but there would be slight alteration like that. Just like how people write Juliana or Florian: things changing depending of the person personal experience.
2. Next, I wanted to know if I should give you a shout out if I ever post my fic somewhat related to yours? Since you gave me the idea for the prompt, in a sense. Like, I would say the name of the fic that inspired me and your author's name and saying something like: "check out their stuff, they're great." I don't know if I should, because I'm, anyway, a way smaller author and my story will, probably, not even be remotly similar to yours. Furthermore, I'm a very strange person and I write the idea out of my mind with barely any filters. My works are tagged properly, at least, but, you know, not safe for work. You're a SFW author, so I'd understand if you'd like to not be associated with me in the slightest. However, since I would be the one doing the shoutout, it wouldn't be as bad as if you were to do it. If there's one thing I really dislike it's making people uncomfortable against their will. I'm a strange person, maybe a bit scary at first glance, but I'm not a creep. I do not approve of tricking people into seeing weird things. No need to worry, this fic I'm planning to write will be, at max, rated teens and up. I looked at your other stuff and you're more inclined toward family friendly and I respect that 100%. On my side, my taste change and my mind shifts every two months so my works are all over the place. (I wanted to explain that, because, you know, the internet can be wild sometimes and get to the most extreme conclusion.)
3. I forgot to ask: what are your preffered pronouns? I should have asked that first. Sorry if I'm indiscreet, but I just want to be safe. I assumed you were non-binary since you seem to like turning some character non-binary (by looking at your works). So, my brain default to they/them pronouns. Also, asking in case I need to give you a shout out. (And, in case you want to know too, I don't have preffered pronouns. Any is fine.)
Anyway, that's it! I know this is a lot, but I think those are important questions. Sorry if it was badly written, I have trouble to write my personal thoughts on paper; I write stories, not emails. Thank you for your time and I wish you the best of luck for whatever adventure you are currently on! ^_^ (Also, random compliment: I like your art. Especially the coloring. The way you use colors is magnifico!)
Ah! Good to see you, and what a nice lengthy ask. I will answer in kind to make things easier.
1 Go ahead! You can use Flore for your fics. I am over the moon that you want to write about them. But if you do, I would like you to please credit me. I put a lot of time and effort into writing them and their design, and it would hurt for them to be used without credit. But I am assured you will do that; if not, you would not be asking permission in the first place.
As for changing Miraidon to Koraidon and other story details - you have my permission! I don't sweat the small stuff. Flore likes cute things, too; it's usually overworn by their love of spooky stuff most of the time (they and Lacey geek out about cute Pokemon in most of their hangouts). And you can change their Pokemon to whatever team you have in mind. It will be like a fun alternate-universe version of them. It makes sense that OG Flore and your version of Flore differ, and I'm all up for seeing it!
2 You can give me a shout-out or not. I will leave it up to you. I gave you the prompt indirectly, but you don't have to mention me if it varies too much from the original. But again, as above, please credit me if you use Flore.
Being told I'm an SFW author is pretty funny! I suppose I am, even though I have written horror and creepy stuff before - it never needed a mature rating. I respect NSFW authors for being so brave. So ditto!
3. I use He/him, they/them pronouns. I go through life mostly as a guy, but I also feel non-binary, so you are not entirely wrong.
And don't cha worry! This is not poorly written at all. I can read that you are excited, and that is nice to know. Thank you very much for the well wishes (I will need them) and for complimenting my art. It's lovely of you.
Have a sketch of Flore as a farewell gift! I wish you an absolutely awesome day or night further!
#asks#pokemon#pokemon scavio#Flore (OC/MC Scavio)#frosmoth#sketch#Siela (Frosmoth) is not very happy#my art
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