#but i kind of love how I make like. really good portraits maybe once every two years

[4chtungb4by]

Tomothy Selleck for my drawing classssss sketchbook woohoo

#my autism superpowers made this #I don't understand #but i kind of love how I make like. really good portraits maybe once every two years #Like Emma come on you are sleeping on your abilities here #unfortunately I have just enough adhd to hate doing the same thing for a milisecond too long #so my autism superpowers don’t get used v often #I do need to do more portraiture though like my own style always improves whenever I do #maybe one day ill do the 100 head challenge or smth #anyway im rambling hahahaha

[sassydefendorflower]

In case of their death, each Bat has a dedicated spot where they keep their will/private messages to different members of their family/their friends.

It makes sense in their line of work.

Tim's is a hard drive, no surprise there, but he made sure the code to access it was just stupid enough that most of the family would have to come together to crack it (and even then, they still have to call Bart for the final clue) - it’s something stupid and sentimental, something Bruce would never have guessed Tim would choose as a password. Maybe Quadruple Summersault. Or Short Pants. Or Second Mask. Or Always Be Prepared. Or maybe just I Love You.

Babs has a lot of video messages just in case. She wrote code that would automatically send her last words to everyone she cherished (her dad, the Bats, the Birds of Prey, her co-workers at the library) should she forget to enter the I'm Still Alive Code. (she has to stay at the hospital once without her phone and accidentally sends her last words to everyone - Gotham is chaos for a day until people manage to check in on her).

Cass has already hidden all her goodbyes in the rooms of those she thinks deserve it. Once she is gone, she hopes Bruce will find the letter in her nightstand. The one that says "my words are still here, you just have to look for it" - which is a bit ironic, considering most of her letters consist of funny cartoons and nice memories captured in the chicken scratch of someone who might never be a portrait artist but can undoubtedly catch a moment in time with just a few strokes of a pencil.

Dick updates his will every couple of months, just to be safe. And his letters? His final words? Those are usually stored with a civilian friend or two. One batch is definitely kept at Titans Tower. All of these people have instructions to send them once the news of his death has hit the public. His letters are unusually long, filled with jokes and anecdotes, and a lot of things he never quite managed to say before. For someone who likes to talk, Dick is awfully good at saying nothing. But that's not how he wants to die - at least not this time, so long letters it is.

Jason doesn't have a lot of letters, or a lot of anything really. He just has a very detailed will. A binding legal paper that explains exactly what the family is supposed to do with his body. He's not gonna take any more chances with this. At the end of his will, there is only one addendum: I love you. Please let me be dead. Nothing more - nothing less.

Steph is a bit obsessed with the details of her death, maybe because her first close encounter resulted in a complete loss of agency. She wants to plan it down to the smallest bit, and since she knows she cant do that, she plans everything else. Where she wants to be buried, what songs should be played, what kind of food should be offered... and in each of these instructions there is a personal message hidden just within. She wants Bruce and Tim to carry her coffin, carry her one last time. She wants Cass to dance at her funeral, and Babs and her mom to write the speeches. Small love letters hidden in a search for control.

Damian is needlessly good at compartmentalizing, or maybe its because he's just twelve. He should think of himself as immortal, and nothing is crueler than the fact that he doesn't. He has a will, hidden underneath his mattress because he's too young to actually request legally binding documents. And he has letters and paintings and notebooks - in the hopes that when they find them they'll remember him as a boy and not a weapon. For someone so desperately striving for the title of Robin, Damian mostly wants to be remembered as a son.

For a long time Duke didn't partake in this "family tradition". Because he saw himself as outside of them, as someone with parents, as someone with a home. But a dozen close calls, and suddenly mortality becomes something else. So he saves his will on the Batcomputer, addressed to his parents but protected by Bruce. And he writes small notes. Thoughts. Ideas. Things he thinks they will appreciate should he be gone one day. And he leaves them lying around. Maybe the mark he makes is hidden in the small things. The post-it notes and exploded overhead lights. Duke would be fine with that.

And then there is Bruce, who - in a way - cannot die. His legacy is the Cave, his brain a part of the mainframe they use to fight crime. And he knows that. He knows that no matter where he goes, he will never be really gone. So he makes sure that one day - long after he has passed - the Batcomputer destroys itself. To set them free. To leave them with the physical memorabilia of Bruce Wayne, and no longer with the desperation of the Bat. It's the biggest love letter Bruce can imagine writing - the possibility of being free.

#batfamily #bruce wayne #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #dc #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #barbara gordon #batman #death tw #grief #mortality #headcanon

[bangsinc]

Can i request a spot x reader Who likes to draw him and lets him stay in their house.

Also you are life saver since you are the only one who is writing spot headcannons ♡

✏️Spot and an artist reader who lets him crash!(Hcs/Drabble)🗯️

I’m so sorry I couldn’t think of something silly for a title.. BUT TYSM FOR THE COMPLIMENT! I rly wanna give him love since nobody is rn! He’s so pookie

No warnings, just fluff. Mutual pining! Yay!

For the majority of the past couple years, Spots been an outcast to society, someone who wouldn’t be welcome anymore no matter what he did or how he hid. A job, something that could have saved him, wasn’t feesable anymore, and he couldn’t find anyplace to live.. that is, until there was you.

You were a complete godsend to this.. creature. A place to stay was more than what he could ask for. He didn’t need to eat, or do much anymore, but he still wanted a sence of community.

He could never repay you, never. The only person that’s ever been kind to him is letting him stay for.. nothing in return. As a way to return the sentiment and ease the overbearing guilt he feels that someone (as amazing and beautiful as you) let him into their home with open arms, he steals things.

Expect little trinkets! Oh? You like video games? That’s crazy because he just came across this one copy of..

He doesn’t crash persay, he lives. He craves the affection and love, so it’s difficult for him to not spend every night in your home. It’s warm, cozy, and best of all you don’t seem to care for what he looks like.

And like.. yknow, maybe you guys cuddle sometimes.

As for your hobby of drawing him, he would consider it the highest honor. You see him as something worth replicating on pen and paper? You want to show it to others too?? Congratulations, you just earned yourself a free model.

Gushes over your work, maybe keeps some of it for himself. Oh, he’s crushing hard. Maybe he’ll even try to draw you! Don’t expect anything.. good though. He was a scientist! Not an artist! But.. it would mean a lot to him if you kept what he gave you. It’s the least you could do, make him a happy little guy.

He may not be expressive, but you can almost see the flattery oozing from him as he eyes your work with the upmost curiosity. You’re so talented!

Little Drabble!

The lights of your bedroom, dim and gentle, reflect upon his pale face. He looks around curiously, his expression as it usually is, unreadable. He looks at you for a moment, the hole on his face narrowing in almost panic.

“T—thanks for letting me stay agai—look, I can’t really repay you or-“ He mumbles, rocking back and fourth on his feet nervously.

Your expression wracked him. The kind, empathetic smile on your face didn’t wane once, even if you both knew there wasn’t any way he could pay you back. You stay quiet, mainly to find the right words to tell him. With every passing second, doubt knawed at him. This was too good to be true.. this was going to end sooner than he hoped. You were going to tell him to get ou—

“That’s okay, don’t worry about it.” You speak, your voice quiet as to not startle him further. The weight of your words pressed on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to catch his breath.

“Really?” He approaches you swiftly, a sence of hope painted his expression, the brush that was his feelings painting a portrait of never ending gratitude.

“Really.” You repeat his words, arms outstretched, your smile never once waning. He can feel his spotted emotions get the better of him and he’s quick to bring you into a hug, his face digging into the crook of your neck.

#spider man #spiderman #the spot #across the spiderverse #the spot x reader #bangsinc #idk lol #x reader #fluff #spider punk #amazing spider man #into the spider verse #spider man: across the spider verse

[ash-and-starlight]

Ciao Ash I’ve been following your work super closely for a few years and I now feel like I can ask you this, especially since you seem to be so kind with everyone and always explain yourself so well!

I work in illustration and I’ve been drawing for 10 years. For the kind of illustration I do, I rarely have to draw characters. I can draw people, in a very detailed manner too (portraits and studies and such) but when it comes to incorporating characters in my illustration style, I just can’t seem to get it right. Especially with characters who don’t exist so if I want to do fanart, I always have to do it in a way that is not very coherent to my illustration style. Which is unfortunate since I’m in a lot of fandoms and would really like to make fanart I like.

I rely on references a lot, so if I have to draw someone who exists in my style, I struggle and study and put a lot of work and time in but then I’m mostly able to. But characters from fiction? Absolutely not. I especially struggle with consistency: the character always looks different every time I draw them, no matter how many notes on their physiognomy I make…the fact that’s not a real person I can copy the features of on paper really hinders my practice. I also struggle with immediacy and synthesis: since they never look the same I always end up over - characterizing them and that is the opposite of how I illustrate.

How were you able to maintain such a consistent and stable look to these characters? Is there something I don’t know of or that I haven’t been doing and that I should? You really inspire me and I admire your work SO much! It’s remarkable how you built such a recognizable look.

Ti prego aiutami sto diventando pazzo in culo se non risolvo questa cosa voglio disegnare i miei blorbi !!!!

All the love,

Elio

Ciaooo aaa ty for the nice wordsss :’))

and ok i will try to answer as best as i can bc i’m not a professional in the slightest and also i basically have the diametrically opposite problem as you 😭 90% of my art is blorbo oriented i’m a blorbo artist first human being second. but it’s not like i have the charisma uniqueness nerve and talent to stray much from that.

ANYWAY that being said i’m sorry to give you the Very Hated answer of “u just gotta practice” but i think that’s true! i think drawing characters outside of studies (which are always nice and good etc) might not be something you’re used to, and u just need to stretch your drawing muscles a bit in that direction too!! style and consistency are something that develop organically, so i’m sure that if you keep trying you’ll look at your art one day and be like “oh shit this works!”

Usually when i draw characters i’ve never drawn before i make little studies/portraits to figure out how to draw them (evidence 1/2/3/4) which i think could be a pretty low stake way for you to practice? like maybe you can start off with one referenced portrait and then try to draw the same face from other angles but without looking at that reference and just try to figure out what are the important features that make that face recognizable? Expression sheets are another way u could do this, and then you’d have a nice self made reference board for next time.

or you could start smaller and draw different shapes of eyes/noses/mouths etc to get the hang of it, and once you’re satisfied start building your character with the features you’ve drawn

lastly i cannot stress this enough draw that blorbo NOW!! get fucking obsessed with that freak!!! let them fuel you with the brainrotting blazing passion of 28473 suns and you’ll manage to draw a hundred beautiful faces without even noticing

spero che tu riesca a cavar fuori qualcosa di utile da questo sfaso 😭 in ogni caso sono sicura che riuscirai a disegnare i tuoi blorbini devi solo smadonnare un po’ quando necessario e andare avanti 💕

grazie mille ancoraaaa mwah

#GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR ART ENDEAVORS I HOPE U CAN FIND SOMETHING USEFUL IN THIS!! #ash replies

[jiliansky-blog]

The Nightmare and the Dreamer. Chapter 5. The library and stars

Pairing: Morpheus x FemaleReader

Rating: PG

Words: 1500

You shouldn’t be surprised that he read a lot of books. You supposed he just made the wrong impression with his grumpiness. But you were glad that he talks to you now. And it seemed he wasn’t angry with you anymore.

On the next day, he felt so much better, and he was willing to show you the library as he promised.

“I’m glad you're feeling better," you said.

“I hope you are not planning another escape," he replied. “Or the next time, I may not survive the attack of nightmares.”.

“I’m not," you said. “But aren't they supposed to be your subjects? Your creatures?”

“They are," he sighed. “But they went out of control when..." he waved the hand, meaning the curse. “Even dreams, almost all of them, turned into nightmares.”.

“That must be horrible," you admitted.

"How has it affected your world?” he asked. “Your dreams?”

“But…you don’t know?” You looked at him. “Lucienne told me you used to visit the dreams of humans and control them”.

“Used to, yes," he replied. “But now I can’t do this. So?”

“I don’t know," you sighed. “Sometimes dreams are just dull and gray. Sometimes I visit bright and beautiful places. Sometimes I don’t see dreams at all.”.

“They are not stable," he said.

"Right," you admitted.

“And here is the library of the Dreaming," Morpheus said, opening big doors.

There was the biggest library you’ve ever seen. You can spend your lifetime reading every book here, and you won’t read even a half.

"Wow," you whispered. “It’s incredible”.

“I’m glad you like it," he smirked. “There are all the written and unwritten books.”.

“Unwritten?” you asked.

“Yes, books that stayed only in dreams or thoughts," he replied.

“That’s…a miracle," you smiled. “I’m speechless”.

“I think you can find something to your liking," Morpheus said. “You can read books whenever you want.”.

“Really?” you smiled brightly.

“Of course, Lucienne will be glad to show you any book you like," he replied.

“That’s so kind of you," you said. “Thank you!”

There was a hint of a smile on his face. And you saw for a second what a handsome man he once was. A man from a portrait.

“What?” he asked.

“A smile suits you," you admitted.

His smile almost immediately disappeared, and you couldn’t understand what you said to make this happen.

“It’s impossible," he said, and he went away.

“He can’t take compliments." You heard Lucienne’s voice. “Don’t take it on your account. What do you want to read?”

As strongly as you wish to read something new, you want to find something more useful. Like how to break the curse.

“You can’t find anything," said Lucienne on that.

“In that big library?” you asked with a question.

“We would find something if there was useful information." Her voice didn’t sound reassuring at all. “We tried”.

“You said it, so I will stop looking," you admitted. "Maybe I can find something. Why don't you let me help?”

"Oh, miss Y\N”, she sighed. “You already are helping.”.

But she still refuses to bring you the books you need. So you keep looking at yourself. Of course, it can take a long time. You remembered, though, that it reminded you of one particular tale. And it means that you need to love him. You're like Morpheus, or you wish to, but you just don’t know how or what else to do.

"My lady," you heard Lucienne and you realize that you fell asleep in the library. “It’s time for dinner. Are you ready?”

"What is Morpheus doing to join me?” you asked.

“I suppose so," she said.

“Then I am coming," you replied.

You came to me and changed your dress. Now you were wearing a pink princess-like dress. It reminds you of the 1950s style. And it looks extremely cute on you. You don’t even want to think about why you want to look good with him.

He was indeed waiting for you in the dining room. The shadows were gathering in the corners, and you assumed that he was in a dark mood.

"Hello," you said, making him pay attention.

And he looked at you. His expression became lighter. He almost smiled.

“Enjoying your princess life?” he asked.

“Why not?” you smiled. “You left me a lot of dresses in a room. I don’t have so many clothes at home. So I took my chance. Do you like it?”

“I do," he replied. “Are you trying to flirt with me?”

"No," you replied and smiled. “Just asking your opinion.”.

You heard someone coughing and assumed it was Lucienne or Matthew, but you didn’t pay attention to that. Instead, you begin your dinner.

“So, you don’t visit human dreams now," you said, starting the conversation. “Do you create dreams?”

“I do, but... they all got corrupted," he sighed.

“Can I help you, maybe?” you asked.

“You can’t create dreams," Morpheus replied.

“But I can help to light a mood," you smiled. “Maybe it will change something. It can’t make it worse, right?”

He was looking at you for a minute, considering something. And then she slowly nodded.

“I suppose you are right," he said. “You can help me tomorrow with that. What are you going to do tonight, though?”

“I don’t know," you shrugged. “Reading, I think.”.

“I can show you the night sky here," he suggested.

It was an unexpected move from him. Perhaps he did try to be sweet. Or at least nice. Or, it was also his way of being thankful for the rescue.

“If you want to," you heard the uncertainty in his voice and woke up from your thoughts.

“I would love to," you smiled.

And here it was. His almost vulnerable smile. It used to be so cute. Now it was a little terrifying, but you didn’t mind. Both of you finished eating, and then he stood and gave you a hand. You took it, and he brought you to your room. The terrace appeared there.

“Wow, was it there yesterday?” you asked.

“No, I assumed you would like it," he said. "And I made it while you were in the library”.

You didn’t notice when you came to dress up for dinner, but you were paying more attention to your dress and your appearance.

“I like it," you said, smiling, looking at the beautiful night sky. You can see the sky like that only outside the city. And you even doubt that it would be so beautiful. “And the view is quite beautiful as well”.

“You are…too." You thought that you had misheard him.

“What?” You looked at him.

“You are beautiful too," he suddenly said. And you swear that he blushed a little bit.

“Thank you," you smiled warmly at him. “But I think that I am far from beautiful. I am pretty normal. Nothing special”.

“That’s not how I see you," Morpheus confessed. “Though I think that the most beautiful part is your heart,”.

Now you were blushing. That was too kind of him. And you looked at him again. Though you can’t read his expression,. But his starry eyes were looking at you. Your heart did a flip.

“Thank you," you smiled. “I also think that deep down, you are beautiful and kind too. I need to tell you something.”.

“What is it?” he asked, curious.

“I think I saw the former Dreaming in my dream," you said. “And it is beautiful. I think that only someone beautiful can create such a marvelous world.”.

“Do you really think so?” he asked, slightly blushing.

“Of course," you smiled.

“You are too kind," he admitted.

"No," you smiled.

“So I am going to go to my room," Morpheus said quietly. “I have work to do. See you tomorrow then, Y\N?”

“Of course," you replied.

He nodded, smiled a little and left your room. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all.

Morpheus

It was the first time I let myself believe that her presence here could change something. She wasn’t scared of me. She wasn’t angry. Furthermore, she said, I can be kind at heart. And she saw the real dream. Not this place of Nightmares.

“I think it went well, boss," Matthew admitted.

“I don’t know," I replied hesitantly. “Is it enough?”

“No, I don’t think it’s enough." I heard Lucienne’s voice. “But I think it’s a good start. You can earn her friendship.”.

“Friendship isn’t enough," I said.

“But it’s the beginning," Lucienne replied.

“What should I do next?” I asked.

“My lord, you better than me know everything about courtship," she sighed.

“The courtship, yes," I admitted. “But I don’t think that I knew anything about friendship. How should I earn it?”

“It can be the same as with courtship," Lucienne said. “But you shouldn’t say anything about love yet. Be kind and patient, and share her interests.”.

“You can already share them," Matthew said. “She is crazy about books. And you like reading, too. Also, show her around. You can do better than I did.”.

“I understand," I nodded. “Thank you”.

Now I have a lot of thinking and a hint of hope.

@shadowqueen1318 @mypsychoticlove @justathirstyhoe​ @ladymoztaza @sapphireonline @deniixlovezelda

#morpheus x reader #dream x reader #sandman x reader #sandman fanfiction #the sandman

[amidnight--dreary]

Okay so first song I put on the playlist was Black Friday by Tom Odell. There were just certain lines in this song that just stood out to me and reminded me of more so Loki’s pov, like

“It's all in my head, it's all in my mind

I'm so selfish, you're so kind

It's all in my head, baby, I can't breathe”

Idk it just stood out to me and kinda reminded me of their earlier days and also the lyrics “I wanna better body, I want better skin, I wanna be perfect” just gave me Loki vibes too, and then “You look so pretty, Pretty like the wind, Every time you touch me I feel adrenaline” makes me think of Loki’s pov of Tony. BUT THEN the part of this song that really got me was towards the end “It's all in my head, Who do I trust? I thought that you loved me, What is happening to us?” Like not only is it the lyrics but it's like the desperation of how he sings that part just reminds me of Loki’s obsessiveness and possessiveness over Tony and that part just makes me think of their big downfall after Tony’s first escape attempt (and his second attempt too probably). Like the emotion and devastation and betrayal at that point of the song just really made me think of them and their downfall.

Next song! Letter to an old poet by boygenius. This one gave me more Tony pov vibes. Especially during their downfall era. A lot of the lyrics remind me of them like, “I said I think that you're special, You told me once that I'm selfish, And I kissed you hard in the dark In the closet.” This just reminds me of them in general. And then “You think you're a good person because you won't punch me” reminded me of Tony’s thoughts when he found out Loki manipulated him into trying to escape to show he won’t punish him. And then the lyric “And I love you, I don't know why I just do” He loves him… he doesn't know why :( “But you're not special, you're evil, You don't get to tell me to calm down you make me feel like an equal but I'm better than you and you should know that by now” this just really made me think of Tony’s pov of Loki in their dark days before Loki let him go.

Next is Bite the Hand by boygenius. This just reminds me of Tony's pov before Loki let him go or maybe after his escape attempt. “I can't love you how you want me to” just fit really well for them I thought. Loki wanted love so bad he bought it and Tony couldn’t love him the way Loki wants him to :( “Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? What do you wanna say? What do you think will change? Maybe I'm afraid of you” This just really fit Tony's pov in my opinion. And then the lyric “I'll bite the hand that feeds me” Also fit his pov to me.

Next is Liquid Smooth, I don’t really have a in-depth dive into this one I just added it in because it reminds me of both of their issues with sex.

Next up is tolerate it by taylor swift. This one hurt lol. To me it’s Loki’s pov in those last few years in Asgard where Tony was cold and distant and ignoring him and being a pretty bad dom to him. “I sit and watch you reading with your head low, I wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed, I sit and watch you, I notice everything you do or don't do, You're so much older and wiser, and I, I wait by the door like I'm just a kid”

Like c’mon. This reminds me of Loki describing how those last few years in Asgard were for him.

“Use my best colors for your portrait, Lay the table with the fancy shit, And watch you tolerate it”

Reminds me of Loki just trying everything to make Tony happy but it doesn’t matter at that point.

“I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life”

This one just also…

Next is illicit affairs, This one just overall reminded me of their relationship in Asgard.

Next is Vampire Empire by Big Thief. This one is honestly just a few lyrics that remind me of them. “You lay upon my pillow and you open like a flower, I wanted to see you naked, I wanted to hear you scream, Wanted to kiss your skin and your everything, I wanted to be your woman, I wanted to be your man, I wanted to be the one that you could understand”

This one I feel could go for either of their povs.

“Well, I walked into your dagger for the last time, It's like trying to start a fire with matches in the snow, Where you can't seem to hold me, can't seem to let me go, So I can't find surrender and I can't keep control”

This one just fits both of them.

“You turn me inside out, and then you want me outside in, You spin me all around, and then you ask me not to spin”

This one is probs more Loki pov

Next is im your man by mitski. This one I feel like could be seen from either of their povs. These are some lyrics that made me think of them;

“You're an angel, I'm a dog, Or you're a dog and I'm your man”

“You believe me like a god, I'll destroy you like I am”

And this next one kinda gives me Loki pov.

“I'm sorry I'm the one you love, No one will ever love me like you again, So when you leave me, I should die, I deserve it, don't I?”

Next is i will by Mitski. This one reminds me of Loki’s pov and desperation to not let go of Tony.

And last one is dog days by ethel cain.

“I think of you while you're at work, Out in the fields, tearing up the earth, But I like you best when you're at home, Giving it to me so nice and fucking slow”

Uhh yeah Loki pov lol.

“No one's ever gonna love me, no, not like you do, Every night, I'm crying in my sleep 'cause I'm dreaming about you, And I've tried so hard to quit you like I promised my mama I would, But it's no good, it's no good”

Still Loki pov

And this next one could go for either of them “You walk a fine line between god and animal, You're just a feral dog I worship in bedroom ceremonials”

“Love's never been more than pain, so baby, show me how bad you hurt”

“You're no good, I'm no good, we're no good”

Okay that’s all! Sorry this got so long lol. I’ll probs end up adding more songs to the playlist at some point. also i realized a lot of these songs have dog motifs and dagger symbolism which i think fits pretty well but i did not do it on purpose lol

Oh my god it's so sweet that you took the time to make the playlist and write this much about it! Don't apologize for it being long it literally gives me life. You've made my day!! Okay I'm gonna listen to the songs and respond to your thoughts lol

I love Tom Odell but somehow I hadn't heard Black Friday before?? Shame on me, it's so good, and it fits really well. The "you're so pretty, pretty like the sun" part in the beginning?? Totally Loki about Tony. You're right, it really fits to Loki's possessiveness and like his desperate attempts to convince them both that it can work like this even though it's already clear that it can't. Thanks Mr. Odell for breaking my heart

"You think you're a good person because you won't punch me" is already devastating on it's own but it totally matches what Tony thinks about Loki a lot of times, and also it's just kinda true?? Like for a while Loki totally thinks he's a good person, or at least better at everyone else on Asgard, just because he gives Tony some basic rights rip. I hadn't heard this one before either but I love it! It's so sad!!

You didn't say anything about Younger and Dumber but! it's so good and it's so Tony thinking about life when he was free. "and the love I feel is so very real it'll drag you down"??? Like?? It breaks my heart also

Bite The Hand is so good!! It really makes me think of Tony's helplessness and him not knowing how to fix things and being fucking scared of Loki all the time even though he loves him. Also the switch from feed to need?? 10/10

I love Mitski so much!! Liquid Smooth makes me feel a lot of things rip it's so ominous and heavy somehow

Oh tolerate it always kills me. I listen to it like twice a day and I think it actually kinda inspired me to write about Tony treating Loki like that so I'm really happy that it reminds you of them!! That means I did something right!!! It's so goddamn heartbreaking oh god

I've never thought about illicit affairs in this context but it totally fits! Like maybe not even in the sexual affair sense and more like. Everyone in Asgard thinks of Tony like an object and meanwhile Loki is just head over heels in love with him. So it's more the emotional aspect he has to hide. And the whole d/s stuff lol

I've never heard Vampire Empire before but I love it!!

I'm Your God is?? Perfect?? "You believe me like a god I betray you like a man" like Loki idolizing Tony in a sense, he's good and in love with him and loyal, wanting it all to be perfect, and then just. Ah well there goes my heart

I Will also breaks my heart when I think about it too much. These all break my heart

Oh Dog Days is one of my favs!! It's so good I love it and it fits so well!!

I think I'm just gonna go ahead and add all these to my own FI playlist lol. Again thank you so much!! 💖 This will give me serotonin for like a week

#ask #abby420

[noodyl-blasstal]

Scamming me, scamming you chapter 2

Kravitz is just trying to save the world and google his way through interpersonal interactions.

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Chapter one here

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Kravitz had wondered if the email was too heavy handed, but a small part of him hoped he could shame the scammer into quitting. They weren’t as awful as some of the other ones he’d encountered, or, at least, they were much less skilled. To be honest, they usually tried a bit harder. Maybe this person was already working a few different marks? Kravitz made a mental note to step it up, there wasn’t much point in replying if he wasn’t distracting the scammer. He should probably mention being incredibly wealthy and emotionally vulnerable at some point… in a totally natural way.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: YOU’VE BAGGED YOURSELF A PRIZE! Body: Ooooh, so you’re basically just perfect then? Hottie who loves to help people. I’m not sure a simple idiot chef can match up, thank goodness I’m so gorgeous. I do love my job though, it’s nice to make people happy with cooking. I’m hoping to get my own food truck soon and stop having to work for other people. No one else has the vision for the full T-Experience!

So what else do you do aside from defending people from evil doers and being super smart?

T.

That was more like what Kravitz expected. Here was the flirting, and the food truck? He was sure that there’d be an emergency with that soon which required some emergency money. Thank goodness T’s devoted boyfriend would be there to help fund his dream. Kravitz shook his head, and glared as he hit reply. Time to play this scammer like he should be playing his cello right now.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: YOU’VE BAGGED YOURSELF A PRIZE! Body: You’re very flattering, T! Thank you so much for your kind words - I appreciate it very much, although I’m not convinced I’m quite the person you paint such a beautiful portrait of.

I also get the feeling you’re not an “idiot” as you profess, it certainly takes a lot of intelligence to cook - I’m convinced I could burn cereal. The food truck sounds like a really interesting idea. What kind of food would you make?

I have to admit that I do spend a lot of time working, it makes it hard to meet people, but thankfully my colleagues are lovely. It’s not great for dating though! I never know where to meet people… My colleagues are exceedingly married even if they aren’t officially dating. On the upside, working all the time means I don’t have time to spend any money! Great news for retirement. How about you? What do you like doing when you’re not cooking?

Kravitz.

There, that would do it. It told T he was single, didn’t have any prospects, was isolated from people, and had money. It may also have been a little bit true, but that didn’t matter.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: YOU’VE BAGGED YOURSELF A PRIZE! Body: Hey, don’t doubt me. I know what I’m talking about. You’re a catch!

Burning cereal sounds like a specialist skill, my guy. I’d love to see you in action. If it’s as impressive as I’m imagining, I might fully pivot from the Mexican food I had planned into the flaming cereal market! Bet it’d go down well on instagram.

Working all of the time is definitely tempting when you’re committed to something. I can only imagine I’ll be working all the hours soon. I'm a baller chef so things will pick up fast once I get going! Hopefully the money will happen after that. Right now I’m working every shift I can get my hands on in the hope of escape. I usually love to fish, but I haven’t done that in a long time. It’d be nice to go again sometime.

Sounds like we both need to find some free time!

T.

Kravitz was pleased, the emails were much more substantial than the first one and the replies were quick. He had the scammer on the hook! The replies kept coming. This guy was good, (Kravitz was fairly sure it was a guy), he really could choose to believe that T liked him. Thankfully Kravitz was too smart for that.

It wasn’t until three months in that he realised he knew T’s schedule. T hadn’t emailed yet and that meant he was working through his break again. Kravitz sent a conciliatory message telling him to look after himself before he even thought about it. T worked too hard and he didn’t get paid enough, he basically ran that place and Jenkins got to take all the credit? It wasn’t right. T deserved better… But, T wasn’t real. He was a dream manufactured to pull Kravitz’s walls down and take advantage of him, he was a reflection of things Kravitz said, things they thought he’d like. It was okay though, he was strong enough to do this, he just had to remember that it wasn’t real. He kind of wanted it to be real.

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Taako washed his hands as fast as possible and grabbed for his phone, his hair felt ready to crawl off his head and he definitely had flour streaked across his face after the mixer-incident, but priorities. Now that it was finally happening, he had no idea why he had put off speaking to Krav (it was only fair that Taako got to give him a nickname too) for so long. It was just, well, nice? Talking about stuff was easier if you didn’t have to look at anyone while you did it.

Obviously Lup and Barry told him lots about Kravitz, Taako knew that he was working with them on an extended project doing something good for humanity which involved computers. Taako knew that he bought his lunch every day because he was a terrible cook (not because he specifically asked Lup about that or anything, he wasn’t planning on cooking for the guy). Taako knew that Krav asked about Taako too, but probably just in the polite ‘asking questions about your colleagues’ family to show I was okay after that time I got skeeved out when they hit on me because I thought they were you’ kind of way. But now, they could just ask each other stuff? Maybe, maybe now that Kravitz knew he wasn’t Lup, and knew he was still interested (Taako was laying it on thick, okay?), they’d actually be able to try going for a date or something? Taako was pretty convinced he could sit across a table from this guy and hold a conversation without panicking or staring too hard at him.

Taako’s face warmed when he saw there were two emails waiting for him - one continuing the conversation that had been running for months, and another sweet one hoping that he got a break soon. Krav was such a dork, he’d learned his schedule? Taako was not used to anyone outside of the family caring so much. He quickly ducked out of his apron, wrestled it into the bag he grabbed from his cubby, and wormed into his jacket as he finally escaped out the back door.

Before he replied, he took a moment to lean against the miserable grey wall outside the restaurant. Today’s shift had been hellish. Between shitty customers, missing ingredients, and the mixer refusing to do its one job, Taako just needed a minute to feel human again. He let his head thunk back against the brick and let the cool sensation seep into his skin. He was off the clock now and he had a whole day and a half to himself. Maybe tomorrow he could just casually drop by and surprise Lup and Barry with lunch? It would just be a happy coincidence if he saw anyone else while he was there and maybe just possibly happened to have something spare for them… Taako always over catered.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: Take a break Body: Hey Krav, chaboy really appreciates you, you know? No breaks for me, only mixer wrestling, cleaning up the resulting flour explosion, trying very hard not to fight the customers, and working out how to make our signature dish without three of the ingredients (I did it because I’m amazing, natch.)

Did you have a good day?

I’ll reply to the other message later, but right now chaboy’s going home for the world’s longest bath.

T xxx

So, maybe the kisses had crept back in after Lup’s first disaster message, and maybe they’d increased slightly over time. But Krav was nice and he had reciprocated too. Reply sent, Taako couldn’t wait to go submerge himself, it was probably the only way he was going to feel remotely human again. There was no chance the shitty shower would hold out long enough for that to happen, and he had to look his best tomorrow… for no reason.

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Kravitz kept waiting for the request for money to come. Surely T would have had a terrible accident or needed some money for his best friend’s sick chinchilla or something? He hadn’t even gotten a massive inheritance he wanted to share but just needed a little bit of money to help him with the court costs to release it. It never came. Bad things happened to him, it had been months, of course some bad things happened, but mostly he just shared them, joked about them, and moved on. Like today, the mixer had been giving them trouble for weeks and the manager refused to release funds to replace it. That was the perfect time to ask, Kravitz probably would have paid for one too if he didn’t know what was going on. Kitchen stuff didn’t cost that much, right? Plus, T deserved it. He was great at what he did and he should have the right equipment to use. It was strange that he hadn't used the opportunity to grift Kravitz.

The timeline didn’t really fit with anything that Kravitz had read about romance scams either. T should be declaring his love by now, but aside from adding a few kisses into his messages here and there, he hadn’t done that either. Crafty bastard was clearly pioneering some new technique. Kravitz wasn’t sure what to do, it was important to know how the scams developed over time, and T was easy to talk to so it wasn’t even remotely taxing to keep up the distraction. Plus, selfishly, it was nice to speak to someone. Kravitz enjoyed his job, he was good at it, but it was hard to work out how to meet people around his schedule. Yes, he could definitely work less hours, and okay, he could take less work home, but how did you even make friends as an adult anyway? It was basically just dating and he’d always sucked at dating. Regardless of the type of relationship you were trying to form with someone you had to get to know each other and navigate the awkward stages. You did small talk, and then tried to make it big talk, or going for a coffee, and it was hard to know where to go from there. In college, sleepovers just happened because he lived in the city, taxis were expensive, and the bus service was terrible. You could just cuddle your friends and it was platonic and fine. But when you got older it was harder to navigate those boundaries and know when and how to even try asking. Did adults still have sleepovers and sleep together if it wasn’t about sleeping together? No one really talked about it. Maybe he should ask T…

Kravitz did have friends, Lup and Barry were his friends, but that certainly hadn’t been simple. He worked with them, so they were always around, a captive audience worked best for his social skills. They started by talking about work, and okay, he absolutely came off as a pompous prick, but they kept ignoring University policy. After a particularly tense meeting which led to a scolding by senior management, Barry, looking exhausted, suggested they go and get pizza. Barry was a smart man. By the time they’d demolished pizzas, garlic knots, and scolded Barry for ‘forgetting’ to order the dairy free cheese, they couldn’t exactly remember what their issue was. From that point on, Kravitz had friends. They chatted in work, they went out for coffee, and grabbed dinner together. Barry went to gigs with him; he and Lup told Barry they were watching incomprehensibly artsy movies and then trashed terrible rom coms on Netflix. But Lup and Barry were busy people, and Kravitz didn’t want to solely rely on them for company, so a lot of the time he just did things by himself, or at a distance with Sloane back in Goldcliff. Lup and Barry asked him to group events regularly, but he was so terrible with people that he never went. They had to learn to get on with him, the others had a choice in the matter.

Perhaps this situation with T was highlighting that what he had right now wasn’t enough, that he was more lonely than he realised? Maybe he should take Barry and Lup up on the next invitation? If he liked them then it made sense he’d also like the people they liked. It would be nice to meet Taako again if nothing else. He loved hearing stories about him and Lup always had plenty. In fact, he was a chef too… Bollocks. Was he just projecting with T? Was that the real reason he was so interested in talking to him? A chef whose name began with T who (said he) was beautiful, basically the same man. Yeah, definitely more of a reason to accept an invite. Seeing Taako again would be good, it would be nice to have a do-over after the Candlenights party situation. To be fair to Kravitz, Lup hadn’t mentioned that she had a brother, let alone that they were identical twins and shared a wardrobe. He definitely wished she’d clarified in advance… although was it weird to have a crush on the identical twin of his colleague? Another good reason to never interact with people ever again. Interacting with T was safe, that was just keeping him preoccupied so he couldn’t do crime. Interacting with T was a public service, it didn’t matter what T thought of him because he was just trying to scam him! T wouldn’t care if he looked the same as his sister and Kravitz still fancied him, because T wasn’t real.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Question Body: T, do adults still have sleepovers? Krav xxx

May as well get some answers to his questions in the process.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: Question Body: Well good morning to you, Krav. Buy me dinner and we’ll see what we can do. T xxx

Oh... That wasn't... Fuck.

That also shouldn’t be such an interesting offer. Sure they'd chatted about sex a bit, but that was just part of the scam. So were the photos. Kravitz wrestled the flutter of excitement about seeing T down. This wasn't about anything but doing a good deed. Yes, he definitely should have clarified platonic sleepovers, but he couldn’t do that now, it was too awkward. Although... he asked for dinner, maybe this was T asking him for money? Was it finally happening? Maybe at dinner Kravitz could confront him and make him stop doing crimes? Yeah. This was important for public safety. The only sensible and logical option here was to play along.

From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: RE: Question Body: I could be persuaded to do that, Krav xxx

He turned his phone over so he couldn’t see the screen. Glanced nervously at it. Turned it back over. Thought better of it, and lobbed it into his desk drawer. He didn’t need to think about that right now. He had actual research to get on with.

Kravitz was fully absorbed in a case study, reams of notes next to him with different concepts highlighted and research topics which might give him further context. He’d barely noticed that he’d missed coffee break and almost lunch until Lup knocked and poked her head round the door. “Hey Kravitz, just need a quick word.” She walked in and closed the door behind her. That wasn’t a good sign, that meant it was serious.

“Is everything okay?” Kravitz asked, nervously. Usually Lup would just invite him to lunch or offer a drink from the doorway, any serious meetings happened in the Bluejeans-Taaco office because it was bigger.

“Absolutely, we just need to have a quick chat about the massive crush you have on my brother because he’s on his way in.” Lup kicked her legs up onto the table and didn’t look even the slightest bit phased by the topic of conversation. Kravitz debated exactly how mortified he’d have to be to expire on the spot. He didn’t think he was far away from it.

“I.. You… I don’t… It’s…” Kravitz replied, eloquently.

“Uh huh, great point.” Lup replied. “Anyway, so he’s on his way and I wanted to warn you so you could get used to that idea because I know surprises aren’t a thing you do well with.” Lup didn’t say it with malice, and she was absolutely right. Kravitz did not do well with surprises.

“I don’t have… I’m… He’s coming here?” Kravitz was definitely thinking in whole sentences. They just didn’t seem to be making it out of his face right. “Am I that obvious?” Of course, of course that would be the sentence he could do. The one admitting he fancied her brother.

“Oh, my guy.” Lup shook her head. “You’ve been asking for stories about him every day for at least six months.” She still didn’t look angry. Kravitz was relieved, but still not entirely ready to go down without a fight.

“It’s just polite to ask about your friends’ family!” Kravitz said, he knew he was right. It was absolutely fine to do that, he’d considered it a lot because he knew he asked about Taako a lot. It was definitely okay though, because it was his friend’s sibling and you were allowed to do that - he’d Googled it and it said it was polite and showed an interest in their lives.

“Uh huh, what’s Barry’s sister’s name?” Lup’s grin was evil, with good reason. Did Barry have a sister? Kravitz didn’t think he had a sister… Wait, no, he’d got it!

“Jean!” Kravitz replied triumphantly. Lup stared at him wide eyed for a long moment before she howled with laughter. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the right answer. Lup was gasping for breath and Kravitz was fairly sure he saw a tear rolling down her cheek.

“Just… Just to clarify, Professor Kravitz. Multiple PhDs, many publications, foremost expert in his field.” Lup began, pausing occasionally to choke back a laugh. This definitely couldn’t be good news for him. “Just so we’re on the same page. I’m going to repeat this back to you.”

Kravitz nodded quickly hoping this would be over soon. Maybe it wouldn’t become a story? It would be nice if it didn’t become a story.

“You think the sister of the esteemed Professor Barry Bluejeans is called Jean Bluejeans?” Lup let the silence hang a second. “Jean Bluejeans.” She repeated.

“I… was joking?” Kravitz tried.

“Swing and a miss, my guy. There’s absolutely no escape from this one. You’re on your own with my brother, I have to tell Barold about his new sibling.” Lup leapt up, still laughing as she fled the room.

Kravitz sighed. Okay, so Barry didn’t have a sibling. Well, at least he didn’t have to feel guilty for forgetting her name… just for being the least subtle man in the universe. Wait… Had Lup told Taako? Did he know? Oh goddess, maybe Kravitz could just hide under his desk until they went away? Maybe there was a Wiki How for this situation?

Kravitz checked, there was not a Wiki How for the situation.

#Sometimes you just need a very specific wiki how #Look everything is completely fine and no one is bad at communication and I'm sure nothing will go wrong #TAZ Fic #taako #Kravitz #Noodyl Writes #lup tacco #TAZ Balance #Making friends as an adult is just the absolute worst and I love it when it happens but it's so complex

[septembersghost]

I've seen people analyzing tolerate it as more clearly being about crappy hacksaw, but when you were talking about mixed inspiration, do you think some of her experiences with scarf stealer and guitar asshole influenced her too?

(the codenames are sending me)

i had an anon yesterday that was really good, but that i didn't feel like i could post at the time, so i'm going to quote something they said: "she is inspired by a million things. Also this is why her songs are best to analyse." one of her gifts is distilling her experiences and transmuting them into song and storytelling, and there are definitely times when those inspirations swirl together, and while some songs are clear and singular, there are others where she's working through more than one particular situation at once.

evermore happens to be covered in this. (like ivy, you might say!) midnights has brought a lot of that into focus, what she was processing there, across multiple songs. tolerate it being one.

i think an important thing to keep in mind is that, like a domino effect, each of those relationships informs the next. what happened to her in would've could've should've permanently affected her, and it had an impact on everything that happened in regards to the story of red, and it connected to other dynamics for her too, i'd say with hacksaw particularly. i'm not sure we realized how much she carried from all of that until now.

all that said, tolerate it was very scarf stealer to me, especially after Red TV/ATW10 (gain the weight of you, then lose it/I'm a soldier who's returning half her weight), (you're so much older and wiser, and i wait by the door like I'm just a kid/you said if we had been closer in age, maybe it would've been fine, and that made me want to die), (i polish plates until they gleam and glisten/a never needy, ever lovely jewel, whose shine reflects on you), (use my best colors for your portrait/losing him was blue like i'd never known...loving him was red), (i take your indiscretions all in good fun/broke the sweetest promise that you never should have made/i waited on every careless word like they might turn sweet again/you wear your best apology, but i was there to watch you leave), (if it's all in my head, tell me now/in dreams, i meet you in warm conversation, we both wake in lonely beds, in different cities/in my dreams, you're touching my face/i was there, i remember it), (you assume i'm fine/i might be okay, but i'm not fine at all), (i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it/what a sad beautiful tragic love affair/this is the last time i'm asking you this, put my name at the top of your list/push my love away like it was some kind of loaded gun/i kept you like a secret, but you kept me like an oath). it's a lot!

BUT. we didn't have high infidelity yet, or bejeweled. and while we did very much have dear john (which has definite ties here with the sorrow and the belittling feeling of condescension and the "older and wiser"), we didn't have would've could've should've. so now we've also got: puttin' someone first only works when you're in their top five/i made you my world/i didn't know you were keeping count/there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love, the slowest way is never loving them enough -> i made you my temple, my mural, my sky, now i'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life. drawing hearts in the byline. always taking up too much space or time.

and we've got, the most damning of any of them: if i was a child, did it matter?

tl;dr it's, to me, an amalgam of all of this, and it makes SO much sense to me why she'd also connect to the themes of rebecca. she felt small and vulnerable and too young more than once, and she felt like she and the whole of herself and the love she'd given were never going to be enough in shifting ways. :( it's interesting because tolerate it was already devastating to me, but the depth this has all added makes it more so.

#tolerate it #taylor swift #midnights #anonymous #letterbox

[mysticdragon3md3]

Well, time for my WonHobby Gallery 2022 Spring reactions and personal picks.  

FIRST OFF, THERE WERE STILL NO FIRE EMBLEM THREE HOUSES NENDOROIDS, SO I AM DISAPPOINTED ONCE AGAIN.  

I just ask for Claude and Dimitri.  I personally think Good Smile could make Nendoroids of the entire cast, of every house---just like they do for Haikyuu, Touken Ranbu, and Love Live---and I think they would all sell.  And yet still, NO ANNOUNCEMENTS.  I'M BEGINNING TO THINK THE FE3H FANDOM ISN'T LOUD ENOUGH TO MAKE THE DEMAND FOR FE3H NENDOROIDS, CLEAR TO GOOD SMILE.  ......I can't go 2 minutes on Twitter without seeing fanart of post time skip Dimitri, and Fire Emblem Warriors 3 Hopes has been premiering new trailers every Friday for the past several weeks, and yet, no word yet from Good Smile that they've gotten the message that they could make money from FE3H Nendoroids!  Uuuuuuggggggghhhhhh...  I can only hope that the still-unnannounced results of the last Next Nendoroid Survey actually got a lot of votes for FE3H, and maybe Good Smile has just been working with Intelligent Systems, behind the scenes, to finalize licensing and concept art.  ...I hope while groaning like a dying frog....ONCE AGAIN...

I saw Spy X Family Nendoroids coming, a mile away, and yet, my wallet still isn't ready.  I still haven't caught up on watching the anime (Crunchyroll crashes a lot; I'm beginning to think I should have stuck to reading the manga), to make sure I like the series enough to buy their Nendoroids.  So now I feel like I'm on the fence to buy all of them, or I'm seriously going to regret not buying all of them.  So, here's to hoping Anya gets A LOT of good alternate faceplates announced, to push me over the edge for definite preorders.  Although, I already really like the Forger family as characters, and that same reasoning was enough to get me to preorder 3 Jujutsu Kaisen Nendoroids, without even finishing that series (and I ended up kind of disliking/dropping that series as it went further).  So if I can't preorder all 3 Spy X Family Nendoroids, when I immediately preordered 3 Jujutsu Kaisen Nendoroids, after only 3(?) episodes, it feels kind of unfair to Spy X Family.  Besides, it could be really fun to play with the whole Forger family; they could have lots of really fun photoshoots.  ^_^  First thing I'm doing with them, is a nice family portrait!  ...I guess that means I'm preordering all 3 of them.  ^_^;  Sorry, wallet.  

30TH ANNIVERSARY KIRBY NENDOROID!?!?!?  Figures.  After years of resisting buying pink Kirby, a little while after my preorder of the pink Kirby finally get delivered, a 30th anniversary pink Kirby Nendoroid gets announced.  x_x;;;;;;;  But maybe I can resist the Kirb??????  His eyes seem a little more sparkley in the eyeshine and the magic wand is glittery now, but otherwise, seems the same as the pink Kirby that I just bought.  So unless later prototype photos show more interesting accessories and facial expressions, I might skip 30th anniversary Kiby.  I'LL FEEL BAD ABOUT IT, but my wallet is on life support as it it.  -_-;  

Nendoroid Rin Kagamine: Symphony 2022 Ver./Len Kagamine: Symphony 2022 Ver.  ...My first impulse was they they're pretty and I must buy, because the Kagamine twins are cute, and I've tended to favor collecting them, among the vocaloids.  They're just cute little babies and I love the gender flip.  But I need to save money.  That's why I didn't buy the Hatsune Miku version of these Symphony theme outfits.  And if I didn't get the Miku version, getting the Kagamine twins would already be an incomplete set.  It irks my completionist tick.  Plus, I need to save money.  I'll just keep telling myself that, to avoid preordering them...while trying to resist how PRETTY they are... o_o!  

Rilakkuma Nendoroid is cute.  I'm not especially a fan, so I'm not buying.  But it's cute that it exists.  ^_^  

Cookie Monster is a nostalgia favorite.  But more because I relate to endlessly eating cookies, not because I grew up with Sesame Street---because I didn't.  So I'm not interested in buying Nendoroid Cookie Monster.  But I wonder if I should tell my siblings about him.  My sister might be a little interested.  Maybe not interested in the expected ~$50 price, but she might be interested.  

There's another Nier Automata Nendoroid.  I still need to play that game.  Don't tell me spoilers.  The game is still on my shelf.  

Ramlethal got painted.  That's nice.  I still think Sol or Ky should have gotten Nendoroids first.  I would have bought them up IMMEDIATELY.  

Suprised to see XXXholic Nendoroids.  I didn't read/watch the series, but I used to be really into CLAMP manga.  Nice to see CLAMP series get figures, besides Cardcaptor Sakura.  I wish more CLAMP series would get Nendoroids.  I'd love X Nendoroids or Magic Knight Rayearth.  Some Clover Nendoroids would be freaking beautiful.  

Ermes got her painted prototype.  So many Jojo6 Nendoroids got announced all at once during the last WonFes (WonFes2022winter), that I'm actually kind of surprised that only 1 Jojo Stone Ocean Nendoroid was ready right now.  But I understand.  Good Smile sculptors have A LOT on their plate.  o_o;  

"Nendoroid Surprise (Tentative Name): Haikyu!! Nationals Arc" Still kind of confused by this new "Nendoroid Surprise" line.  They look like just smaller Nendoroids.  Isn't that just "Nendoroid Petite"?  They had a bit of articulation too.  Maybe these "Nendoroid Surprise" figures are slightly larger than "Nendoroid Petite"?????  I wonder why they made a new figure line.  Well, despite how much I love Hinata Shoyo, I need excuses to save money, and if this is essentially just like Nendoroid "New Karasuno version" Hinata Shoyo, which I already have, then I can't buy this "Nendoroid Surprise" Hinata Shoyo.

"Love After World Domination" Nendoroid Desumi Magahara. Oh noes!  Another series that I meant to watch, but haven't yet!  ;~;  What if it get to this series, and find I love this character, AFTER the preorder closes, then I'll have to hunt down her Nendoroids, with scalper prices or pray for a re-release....  Ugh.  It's such a hassel, when you fall behind on your anime backlog.  x_x;  Well, let's hope this'll be like Dr. Stone:  A series and characters I enjoy, but not enough to feel bad about not preordering their Nendoroids.  My wallet needs any excuse for a break, after all.  

Sack Boy Nenodroid!  Cute!  Hope he comes with a bunch of fun accessories.  ^_^

Nendoroid Natsuki, BEFORE YURI OR SAYORI!  I AM OFFENDED _FOR_ YURI AND SAYORI.  Give me my shy yandere and genki deredere! ;o;

Well, there's Than's prototype.  Nice.  And Megara got a Nendoroid announced!  Yay!  People have been ASKING for that one!  I'm glad for them.  ^_^  

I'm glad the Fruits Basket Nendoroids got, not just prototypes premiered, but PAINTED prototypes revealed.  People have been asking for them too, and SO FORLORNLY!  ;~;  Fruba fans talk like they've lost all hope, when they comment about no progress shown yet.  I hope they cry tears of happiness now.  ^_^

"Nendoroid Doll Height Adjustment Set (Almond Milk/Peach/Cream/Cinnamon" I did not expect this.  O_o?  Interesting accessories though.  I initially thought this was to give variety in characters who are taller than other characters.  But looks like Good Smile is trying to expand into other scale sizes with this.  Interesting.  Good Smile is really flling in the void that VOLKS left, when VOLKS pulled back a lot of their more accessible stores.  It's so much easier to find Good Smile figures than VOLKS, unless you are into nich forums for ball joint doll collectors...at least, that's how I feel about BJDs.  It's easier for someone like me to order from Good Smile or find their stuff in other stores.  Good Smile is really horning in on the BJD market (adjacent).  O.o  

"Nendoroid More Hammock (Pink/Orange/Green)" Cute, but I have no room for, and of all the excessive things that could be cut from my spending, to alleviate my wallet, this would be one easy mark.  

"Nendoroid More Container: Cream Soda/Malibu" I'm glad they made these Nendoroid More Containers cute.  The previous versions were so unappealing.  Unless you were into some kind of Spartan, utilitarian, military aesthetic.  These are pastel, cute, covered with cute motifs, translucent for some lids,...It's just so much better, all the way around.  

"Nendoroid More Kigurumi Face Parts Case (Shark/Orca Whale)" This.  Is a cute idea!  *o*  But I've been cutting many Nendoroid More face cases from my budget, and I've already passed up so many cute versions.  Like, I wanted that minty dinosaur!  ;O;  But I had to sacrifice something for my wallet's survival.  ;_;  And these will probably be passed up, for the same reasons for me.  ;___;  Shark~shark~!  ;O;!!!!!!!!!!!  I love shark-sharks!  ;~;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

"Nendoroid More Puzzle Base" These are really cute.  I wonder if I coudl fit more into my display cases with bases like this.  But it has pegs that extend out, just as much as they have notches cut into them, so they probably wouldn't save space.  Not as much as the minimal bases with Nendoroid More Dress Up sets can save space.  (I recently swapped out a regular Nendoroid base with a Nendoroid More Dress Up set's base, and was able to fit 10 Nendoroids into a display case that normally could only hold 6-7 maxiumum.  O.o )  Still, these puzzle bases are a cute idea.  I like the pastel colors.  ^_^  

" Nendoroid Hatsune Miku 15th Anniversary Ver. ” This is so pretty, I couldn’t help staring at it for a while.  ^.^;  I love clearly themed motifs and archetype Mikus.  So even though I’m not like obsessed with strawberry shortcake or anything, I just really love how well this Miku design expresses “strawberry shortcake”.  ^u^  It’s just so pretty!  And I love desserts.  I probably shouldn’t spend my money on it though.  I’d love if they could do a similar Miku in lavender or blueberries.  She’s so pretty...!  *o*  

And that's it for my reactions to WonHobby Gallery 2022 Spring's figure announcements.  Not much I want to buy, but my wallet has been dying on Nendoroids for so many years, that each WonFes/WonHobby where I don't see much I want to actually buy, is actually a relief for me.  EXCEPT IN TERMS OF FE3H NENDOROIDS!  WHY AREN'T THERE FE3H NENDOROIDS?!?!?  I NEED A CLAUDE AND DIMITRI RIGHT NOW---3 YEARS AGO, EVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

#figure collecting #reactions #wonhobby gallery 2022 spring #wonhobby #good smile company #figure announcements #announcements #painted prototype reveal #unpainted prototype reveal #concept art #SpyKazoku

[jbreenr]

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale × Reader

Summary: You wanted to meet Ransom's family, he wanted to make sure you'd never want it again.

Word count: 3k.

Warning: Poorly written smut (+18 only, please), public sex (prompt 11), fingering, unprotected sex (don't do that, kids. be responsible), a bit of dirty talk, the Thrombeys being the Thrombeys. And I think that's it.

A/N: So, after finding out one of my stories was stolen an translated in Wattpad, I did not know if I should post this just yet but, what the hell? Let's do it. Anyway, this is for @stargazingfangirl18 and @navybrat817 's Shameless Hoes for Chris Challenge so, happy belated birthday! Yaaay. 🥳 Hope you like this at least a little and that it's not as bad as my paranoid brain thinks it is. Also, I just love how the prompts fit perfectly together, don't you? As always, lack of vocabulary and grammatical mistakes abound. *apologizes in español*

Wheel results (just attaching evidence):

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Draining, tedious, exasperating. Those were some of the adjectives Ransom associated with Thrombey family reunions. He'd arrive late, have some sort of conversation with his grandfather and leave early to do whatever that took him away from that big house.

Today though, he had a reason to stay for more than half an hour.

If it was up to him, you two would have stayed at home, happy, relaxed, and most importantly, naked in his bed, having a more pleasant time than the one you were most likely about to have. 

He tried to persuade you. Of course he did! But your insistence and puppy eyes made it impossible for him to say no to your request. 

So, here you were, getting out of his car, cake in sweaty hands and an excited smile on your lips, an expression so different from Ransom's, who seemed to be ready to get back behind the wheel and drive straight to Canada.

He didn't knock; he simply opened the door and held it for you to enter. If the three floor house was imposing from the outside, you felt impressed by the inside. Extravagant sculptures, apparently expensive paintings and other kinds of pieces of art were scattered everywhere, telling you just how wealthy and eccentric Ransom's family were. 

“That's Harlan Thrombey! ” You exclaimed as you stood in front of the portrait of your forever favorite author holding a knife and a book.

“So?” Ransom asked, unconcerned.

You turned to him open-mouthed, the cake almost slipping off your palms as you went to playfully slap him in the arm.

“How come you are related to Harlan Thrombey and you didn't tell me?” Your question was more of a shock than an accusation.

The carefree gesture he did with his shoulders only accentuated his next words. “I did not think you would be interested in knowing.”

“I wouldn’t be interested?” Incredulity, flowing out of your lips. “He’s the best thriller author of all time! He’s like today’s Edgar Allan Poe!”

To say that you didn't believe him was an understatement. He knew for a fact that you liked Harlan Thrombey's books, just taking a look at the bookshelf in your apartment was proof enough of that.

“We call him grandpa here.” Said a femenine voice. A brunette walked in your direction, her pretty features hardening as she looked at your boyfriend. “Don't we, Hugh?”

He seemed to be ready to say something but decided not to. Instead he inhaled and placed his hand on your back.

“This is Y/N, the only reason I’m not telling you what you need to hear right now.”

Her eyes rolled in irritation and then turned to you. “I’m Meg. Let's introduce you to the rest of the family, shall we?.” And she dragged you to the room where more people were gathered together, discussing something, not before sending a deadly glare at Ransom.

Given the distance between you and him, you didn't listen to the heavy sigh he let out before waking behind.

“Everyone!” Meg called, making everyone leave whatever they were doing to look at her –and you, in consequence. “Meet Y/N, Hugh's new friend.” She then proceeded to introduce every single member of the family, including the housekeeper and the nurse, except for the grandfather, who apparently had a moment of inspiration and left them momentarily to put his ideas on paper.

None of them left their seat to go and shake your hand except for Meg's energetic mom, who hugged you and expressed how much she loved your coat even though it was soooo last season.

Sitting on a couch next to Ransom, you half expected someone to ask you about how you two met or how long had you been dating or what was it that you did for a living. Nothing. As fast as their attention was on you, it fell from you to their previous discussion.

You now understood why Ransom jokingly suggested deep cleaning the house instead of attending that reunion.

What you weren't aware of, Ransom thought, was that all of them were behaving wonderfully compared to previous times.

You didn't know if you felt more disappointed or uncomfortable. Ransom had left your side to go to the studio for a second and you had barely had any interaction with his family. All of them, dipped in their own matters to even notice your presence. 

Fran, the housekeeper, was kind enough to take the cake to the kitchen and offer you a glass of water, but after giving it to you, she disappeared along with Meg and the nurse. 

“So,” All at once, the room went quiet as Ransom's uncle spoke. “Have you read any of dad's books, Y/N?” Only until you heard your name was that your head snapped up.

“Oh, uhm… yeah. I'm a big fan.” Taken by surprise, you simply answered.

“Really? Which one have you read?”

And to that question, you felt suddenly included in the conversation since you had knowledge of the topic.

“I'm like fifty pages from finishing 'The Needle Game' and intrigue is eating me alive.” As you heard the excitement in your voice, you tried to compose yourself and said “Though 'Nick Of Time' is my favorite.” You smiled at him, hoping that your answer was a good one.

The woman that was introduced to you as Ransom's mother nodded as she licked her lips. The light of the fireplace, reflecting on her glasses as she moved her head up and down.

“Have you read 'Ultimatum' or 'Drop In The Pocket', dear?” Her tone was curious, but the look on her face said differently.

You responded anyway. “They're not bad. I feel like the ending of 'Drop In The Pocket' was a little vague and out of line but it can always be interpreted as an open ending so…” The change in their expressions told you that you had to add something else to that answer. Maybe it was not time for literature humor yet. “But I enjoyed both.”

She hummed and took her drink, detaching from the talk that continued with courtesy questions until it morphed into a heated discussion between Ransom's father and uncle, who would repeatedly ask for your opinion to back up his own.

The discomfort you felt, dispelled to be replaced by the disturbance of being bombarded with dozens of questions at a time, each louder than the other until they changed to a completely different topic to which you were occasionally included as a neutral point of view.

“She knows what she's talking about!” Said Richard at some point when you confirmed one of his arguments. “Thank you, dear.”

Ransom came back from his obligatory argument with his grandfather to find you nowhere to be seen. 

“She's using the bathroom.” Informed Jacob, who did not take his eyes off of his cellphone. 

Thinking that you went there to hide, he started his way to your potential direction until an overheard observation from his mother stopped him halfway through. 

“… Did you hear how she talked about dad's work? Oh, I assure you she won't make it to next week with Ransom.”

Her and Richard's backs were to him, both of them unaware that their son was listening to their share of opinions.

“And did you see her hands?” Joni joined the criticism contest. “She could use some moisturizer, I tell you.”

As usual, they ignored her attempt to fit in and kept going.

“I know it's contradictory to say this,” Richard paused, as to make his point clear. “But he could do better.”

Despite their whispering, Ransom heard every single word and was glad that you were not there to see what was about to happen… 

Ransom's words stuck on his throat when he saw you making your way out of the bathroom, fixing the skirt of your dress, with such niceness and warmth directed to him as you smiled, oblivious to the fact that the people you were trying to get to like you weren't going to. 

His parents were right. He could do better. He could determine to not see them ever again and it would be the best thing to happen to him… Besides you, obviously.

“What's wrong?” Your concern was evident, just as his annoyance was undeniable.

Cold hands caressed his cheeks and Ransom thought of going back to Joni and tell her to fuck off. Your touch was soft, comforting, and gave him the greatest idea he'd ever had.

“I want to show you something.” Was his answer. It was better if you were the one who decided to never step on that house for the rest of your lives. It didn't matter if it was out of embarrassment.

Taking your hand in his, he guided you up the stairs to the first landing. The creaking sound of the old structure, probably alerting everyone in the other room that you were going to the next floor.

“Are you okay?” The sweet giggle that you let out when he abruptly stopped, almost making him feel bad about what he was seconds away from doing. 

“Better than ever.” And he stamped his lips to yours. 

Taken aback, it took you a second to respond. Hands on each side of his face as his own explored your body. When his fingers lifted your dress to caress your ass cheeks was when you ended the kiss. 

“What are you doing?” You asked in a breathless whisper. “Not that I'm complaining.”

You were cornered against the wall with Ransom towering in front of your smaller frame.

Trying to escape from whatever he had in mind was useless, you knew that much. Though, you were not sure if you really wanted to escape.

“What I've been wanting to do ever since you got a shower without me this morning.” His lips found your jaw and descended to your neck where he sucked to create a bruise. Your eyes closed to the sensation.

“Wait. No, wait.” His fingertip that had started rubbing your still clothed bud paused it's motions as his eyes focused back on your face. “We can't do it. Not here.”

Ransom's finger went back to work, bringing a soft moan that you tried to suppress. “Why not? No one's gonna come here.” His other hand moved up your thigh to lift it. “Even if they did, they wouldn't notice.”

With an expert swing of his wrist, he moved your panties aside, letting the cold air that wandered inside the house hit you before his skilled middle finger entered you while still managing to rub your clit in circles with his thumb.

Adrenaline ran through your veins, fuel activating every nerve in your body and shaking away fear from your brain, replacing it with lust and boldness.

“I'm blaming you if we get caught.” Your hips jolted forward wanting to feel more of his hand, the contradiction between your words and actions, making him smirk.

He added a second finger. Knuckles deep and his cold ring slowly warming against the inside of your thigh, he said, “I'll take responsibility, sweetheart.” Pumping his fingers in and out, he felt your slick running down the back of his hand to his wrist, wetting his overly expensive watch and the cuff of his cozy sweater .“But I can't assure you we won't get caught.”

His words, instead of working as a bucket of cold water as one would expect, increased your need to be touched by him, the yearning for him to take you right there and then. 

“Damn it, Ransom.” One of your hands flew to his shoulder to hold onto him for dear life. “I'm close.”

“You're not cumming unless I'm inside you, pretty thing.” At what point did he unfasten his belt and unzipped his trousers, you had no idea. The friction of his digits was gone in a second but the feeling of his already leaking tip rubbing against your most sensitive parts was enough to make you forget about those trifles.

Your lips opened, ready to tell him to keep his voice down when he suddenly thrusted home, stretching you out so deliciously that you had to cover your mouth to muffle the moan that threatened to inform everyone of your current activities.

Ransom's breathing hitched. Being inside you was a dream come true, feeling your walls enveloping his cock so fucking good… it was like you were made for each other, and he was going to prove it, even if his family didn't really get to know.

His hips started moving. Back and forth, back and forth. Delicately at first, letting you adjust to his size but the second he felt you throbbing around him, he increased the pace. Little by little his pounds gained power and energy.

Your whimpers –stuck in your throat, leaving only soft snuffles that crashed against Ransom's cheek, soon became more rapid, erratic and as his fingers dug in the flesh of your thigh to keep you still while he accommodated to go even deeper you heard a creaking noise.

Your boyfriend's blue eyes met yours, his movements never faltering despite the alert given by the dark wooden floor under your feet.

There was a conflict in your head, and Ransom could tell. The way you tightened and the pleading look on your face told different stories, yet Ransom knew they had the same ending.

Shaking your head, your eyes asked him not to do it, but you knew Ransom well enough to be sure that not even begging could stop him. 

“You love it, don't you?” His smile grew bigger as his change of position allowed him to hit your sweet spot on and on, ripping high pitched whines from you and obligating you to close your eyes. “The thought of getting caught. The image of someone seeing how good I make you feel.” The placement of his foot, making the landing creak repeatedly each time he pushed up accompanying every word. “Fuck, you're talking me so well. Such a dirty girl, uh.”

His big hand yanked the strap of your dress down, exposing your left boob. Your already hard nipple was soon attacked by Ransom's fingertips. He'd pinch and twist it slightly, just enough to make your back arch in search of his touch.

Pleasure was overflowing your senses, you could feel your heart thudding in your ears and your legs losing strength. Your hand left your mouth to grip at the back of Ransom's neck to keep you from falling.

The sight of your lower lip trapped between your teeth didn't please Ransom. In other circumstances, he would've let you stay that way, as quiet as possible so no one would walk on you. This time though, it was his intention to rip the most delicious sounds from your lips so you thought of the possibility of his family listening.

And so, he lent to kiss you, passion and desire transmitted through his breath. His tongue asked for a permission that was not really required, but as you let it in, Ransom took the opportunity to bite down your lip.

With your lips forcefully parted and Ransom's restless hand traveling back to your bundle, you had no other option than to moan with each quick circle his digits drew.

A series of laughs and undistinguished words were heard from a distance. Both Ransom and you turned to see what they were about, stopping in your tracks with him still buried deep inside your needy cunt.

“Guess dinner's ready.” Unbothered about the information he just gave, he hid his face in the crook of your neck and resumed his movements.

A shaky oh, fuck fell from your lips as you felt the familiar knot in your stomach forming. Your head flew back, hitting the wall with a soft thud. 

“Careful. We don't want to be obvious, do we?” You knew you were about to explode, and by the way your walls were clenching and your trembling body tried to separate from him, Ransom knew as well. “Let go, sweetheart.” A roar erupted from him as he felt you tightening around his length. “Cum for me.”

With a last, powerful thrust of his hips, you let out a silent scream. The coil snapped, making you see a kaleidoscope of colors behind your eyelids and listen to a loud ring in your ears. 

Ransom followed right after, cursing as he finished inside of you, coating you with every last drop and making sure everything would stay there.

He slid out, leaving you with a feeling of emptiness as he zipped his trousers and took a step back to let you fix your appearance.

You managed to accommodate your dress just in time for Ransom's family to walk out of the room they were in to see you. Your agitated breathing and blushed cheeks, getting everyone's attention. 

“Are you okay, dear?” Ransom's dad asked.

“She's fine.” Your boyfriend answered for you. “She's feeling a little sick. I better take her home.” He took you by the hand and helped you down the stairs to the door, which you thanked. Had he not done it, you would have tripped taking the first step.

“But she hasn't met grandpa yet.” Meg noted, furrowing her brows.

“It'll be next time.” And with that, Ransom took you out of the house and in the passenger seat of his car without giving anyone the chance to say goodbye.

When you were at a considerable distance, you sighed, letting out the air you didn't know you were holding.

“Just so you know, there won't be a next time.” You informed him, against your want to meet his grandfather.

“Why not?” He asked with a chuckle, already knowing the answer. 

“Cause embarrassment won't let me come back in the near future.”

Behind an eye roll and a tap on your thigh, Ransom hid the triumphant grimace his perfectly carried out plan gave him.

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[inconsistent-kuroshitsuji-blog]

Random character headcanons

As you could guess, these will be some random headcanons that came to me while still being awake at 2 in the morning. So please, do enjoy.

Sebastian Michaelis

~wears high heels or fluffy cat slippers when he’s home alone

~has a love-hate relationship with strawberries

~once some time ago he adopted all cats from an animals shelter because he felt lonely

~talks with random crows and ravens he meets outside

~liked the 1930s

~flies over lonely suburbs and villages when he’s bored

Grell Sutcliffe

~owns a maid costume

~doesn’t like the smell of rain, but also rain in general. Mainly because of her hair.

~doesn’t like sparkling water

~knows a few memes

~didn’t really like the movie Titanic (hmmmmm, wonder why...)

~is disgusted by dried fruit

~did a schooling as a beautician

Undertaker

~takes a few good sniffs of things he doesn’t know

~knocked himself unconcious by mistake (chloroform)

~plays Candy Crush, but only the original version

~his favourite colour is pink

~cleans abandoned tombstones when he needs to calm down and relax

~likes mint-chocolate

~doesn’t trust pureed or gelled food

~doesn’t like snow

Claude Faustus

~buys himself chocolates to eat

~gives every spider he finds a name and takes them home

~secretly paints (naked) portraits of his partner while they sleep

~has been a teacher, housemaster in an orphanage, stripper, therapist, gynecologist and cook

~had an emo phase

~likes the Kirby games, Nintendo in general

~has read “A Court Of Thorns And Roses” completely

~still listens to My Chemical Romance

~doesn’t understand how memes work

Othello

~has read Shakespeares “Othello” and was kind of offended on how accurate it was

~doesn’t know how to play the game Othello, he just thought that the game stones were cool

~his liquorice box is almost sacred to him

~likes to spend his holidays in Italy

~is basically a very stereotypical Italian

Cheslock

~the scar on his face is real, he just covers it with make-up

~at the age of 3, he was fascinated by tonewoods

~would like the german band “Die Ärzte” (I really recommend them)

~the guardian sound from The Legend Of Zelda: Breath Of The Wild traumatised him

~likes to put make-up on others or paint their nails

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Welp. I didn’t proof read them because I wanted to post these as quickly as possible. Maybe I’ll correct any mistakes later.

We’ll see each other again real soon,

Your Inconsistent Kuroshitsuji Blog~

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #sebastian michaelis #grell sutcliff #undertaker #claude faustus #othello #cheslock

[dreamkidddream]

I’d like to request hc’s of the Brothers and Diavolo reacting to an MC that’s so cute, she could pass off as a doll. If she stands perfectly still, she could pass off as a full sized doll until she moves again. She has adorable doe eyes, wears cute clothes (Lolita fashion or just has an anime girl style), and even makes cute desserts. If the usual MC was weak and frail to them already, Doll!MC seems so dainty, precious, and fragile; these guys would ban paper if she ever got a paper cut.

Oooooo this is really interesting! I can just imagine Doll!MC just making everyone so scared every time she moves because they could probably hurt themselves just bumping into a wall because they look so fragile lol. These were short, so hope you enjoy!

Update: here’s part 2 with the other Undateables!

The Brothers and Diavolo Reacting to Doll!MC

Lucifer

...maybe he made a mistake in picking you for the exchange program after all

You just look so delicate, and just so pure. 

You have definitely made cute little snacks and brought it to him while he locked himself in the office with paperwork

He lowkey highkey likes it no matter how he brushes it off with the usual thanks. Keep doing it, MC, he really appreciates it

When you get in trouble and he gives you the usual lectures, he can’t look into your eyes for long

Geez, he already can’t stay mad at you for long but now he can just feel his resolve cracking

If you get hurt oh Diavolo prepare for helicopter parent Lucifer

As soon as you accidently cut yourself in the kitchen (it would be the tiniest cut, barely noticeable),  you’re no longer allowed in the kitchen unsupervised and can’t handle anything with a sharp end (whether its a butter knife or kid proof scissors that would be safe for Luke to use unsupervised)

“Let me do it for you, I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Lucifer, thank you but I’ll be okay. It’s just a frosting spatula it’s not sharp-”

Will punish his brothers 10x worse and demons 100x more if he finds out you got hurt (doesn’t matter what the injury is, could be so much as a paper cut there will be hell to pay)

Constantly checks on you when he can’t see you in person

Handles you so lightly that you barely feel his touch

Move over Belphie, you’re the baby of the house now 

Mammon

Protective x100000

Is still tsudere around you, but doesn’t insult you as much

Who are you kidding as soon as he looks into your cute doe eyes, he forgets what he’s saying 

Complains about having to do stuff for you but doesn’t mind at all really. He loves it because it feels like you’re depending on him, and that makes him feel worth something.

“C’mon human, let the Great Mammon carry your books! You’re gonna hurt yourself and I don’t feel like hearing Lucifer’s mouth today!”

It was just your planner and a small recipe book that Luke gave you, and it weighed less than 10 pounds but okay. You don’t complain either when you see that he genuinely wants to help and do these things

Basically your loud guard dog and secret service agent rolled into one

He’s gotten into trouble more than once for “protecting you”. A student barely bumped your shoulder and Mammon already tackled him. Lucifer was not pleased (but he secretly understood)

He can’t help it that you’re weak and surrounded by hungry demons! It’s a pain to go through this much effort to just protect you, since you look so helpless

MC he’s just worried that you easily break if a demon so much as breathes on you but he likes that he can protect you because he knows that he can keep you safe. You’re just too cute and sweet okay??

Also stand in his room after watching a horror movie to freak him out and he’ll be sounding like Mariah Carey lmao

Leviathan

RURI-CHAN IS THAT YOU??!

Is for sure having an otaku/weaboo freakout moment

You blend in with figurines so well, every time you come into his room he asks you to stand next to them so he can feel that his collection is complete 

He does it sometimes when he streams so people can think he has a rare limited-edition life sized doll that they can’t get. Makes him feel superior 

DRESSING YOU UP IN COSPLAY 100%

You’re like an anime character but in real life and he does not know how to handle it 

Can’t stare into your eyes, it makes them too flustered because he’s used to seeing it in his otome games and not from an actual person that he likes

Who needs maid cafes when he has you? You even dress and make anime themed desserts (once he built up the courage to ask you to make it for him)

Has to calm his beating heart every time he talks to you, you’re too precious for him MC! 

Your like his very own idol, minus the singing and dancing. However, if you can sing and dance....

Levi.exe has stopped working 

Satan

Thought you were a real doll until you introduced yourself

He really thought that someone brought you to life Pinocchio style

You looked like a princess from the many stories that he read, and he was smitten

Treated you so graceful and elegant like until he had his rage moments, which he told you to stay far, far, far away from him until he calmed down completely

Secretly placed a hex on you to where if someone tried to attack you or touch you with harmful intentions, they would be somehow be subjected to looking at their worst fear

You were wondering why that random stranger was just staring wide at you with extensive terror, but then you saw Satan grinning, so you left it alone. You thought it was just some weird demon thing

Loved when you made him cat-themed desserts

If you wore cat ears while doing it, he will turn extremely red

If you meow for him, he won’t know how to handle himself 

Asmodeus

You are just the cutest thing he has ever laid his eyes on!!

Besides from himself of course, don’t get it twisted he’s still #1

He has most definitely had more than one photoshoot done with you both. And you guys have been trending on the Devilgram a couple of times already

Really you guys trend at least twice a month, and his fans love you!

They always ask where he got the doll from but he always laughs and says that “it’s a secret”

Imagine their shock when they see you walking and talking at RAD, some are amazed and some are downright scared

Fashion shows! 

He lives for dressing you up in cute clothes. Your style already suited you and he had great tastes so the new outfits he got you were just *chef’s kiss*

The cute little desserts that you made for him, he always posted it on the Devilgram before he ate it. They were just so cute MC and he couldn’t not show his fans!

Is the most careful brother when it comes to keeping you out of danger. He refused to let his body or skin damaged, and he wasn’t about to let it happen to you either! You are both way too dainty and fragile to let anything happen

Also spa days and self-care nights weekly!

You’re the perfect match made just for him MC

He finally has someone that can understand his struggle of being beautiful, bless you MC

Beelzebub

Soft boy is scared of touching you :(

He towers over you, and he’s scared to even be near you

It takes some time, but he starts to warm up to you

Is always gentle with you, no matter the scenario

Holding hands? He is hardly gripping your hand, said hand fitting loosely in his

Getting hugs? He’s meagerly holding you, not wanting to crush you

You once complained to Beel that it wasn’t fair to get half done hugs (if you were hugging, you were getting a real hug, not a scared one). 

He made you swear that if he was hurting you to let him know, so now you have your very own signal to use for him just in case

He was very tempted to wrap you in bubble wrap and just carry you around like that

He LOVES your sweets, even more than Luke’s and Barbatos’

No matter the size, he loves them, mainly because you made them and it was made with love, just for him

It always makes him feel so warm inside, and he doesn’t feel his appetite gnawing at him like usual

No one is dumb enough to try anything with you both in his presence and not, unless they want to end up either a: deep into the ground or b: into his stomach

You just make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and he just loves everything about you. He just loves you

Belphegor

Hm, you look cute 

For a human

Acts like he doesn’t care, but you’ve caught him blushing before (he still does it too)

Won’t outright admit that you’re charming in your own little way, but he does in his sarcastic way like usual

“MC, you’re such a half-pint. You’re like my personal sized teddy bear.”

Has cuddled with you like you were his personal teddy bear (and still does, but you don’t complain at all)

Has a secret sweet tooth and eat your desserts whenever you make it just for him (and he doesn’t even share it with Beel, that monster)

Demons just have to look Belphie in the eyes, watch him flex his claws, and they all of a sudden forget about whatever they were planning. Good

He hates that you look so fragile, but at the same time he kinda likes it

You just look so soft, and you’re just so kind

It makes him feel like he’s protecting and caring for you, and that makes him feel calm and peaceful 

Please make sure that he’s okay MC, he’s scared that he’s gonna mess up again

Diavolo

The Prince of Hell is both surprised and pleased at your appearance

Do all humans look this charming or is it just you??

If someone as soft as you can survive living and going to school with demons, then this is great

Knew that you weren’t a doll, but still liked to admire you like one

Has asked more than once for pictures, you are just too enchanting!

Wants to have a portrait painted of you so he can hang it up in the castle

LOVES you baking for him! Loves when Barbatos does it too (even though it is kinda part of his job), but it feels different with you. It feels...domestic in a sense. Makes him feel like Diavolo, your friend and very interested in being your boyfriend, instead of Lord Diavolo, the prince that will be residing over Hell in the future

No one would be foolish enough to hurt you. If someone was, they wouldn’t even get the chance to lift a finger before they were directly dealing with him. Don’t take his kindness for weakness, he still is a demon after all, the future King of Hell to be exact

Was scared of touching you at first, but quickly grew out of it! He can handle his own strength, and you guys also have a signal to use just in case he does squeeze a little too tight

Will want to dress you up in royal clothes (if you were okay with it). Nothing is wrong with your current style, as a matter of fact it suits you! He basically just wants to play a fancy game of dress up/have a fashion show with royal clothing

Will take 100s of photos, no exaggeration

Asmo will be jealous, so be warned

Plus, he wants to know how his future lover/ruler would look in a crown so he can start taking measurements. You can never be too ready, right MC?

#obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me reader insert #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmo x reader #asmodeus x reader #beel x reader #belphie x reader #diavolo x reader #diavolo headcanons #obey me diavolo x reader

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Demigod MC Series: Hermes

Hey guys, still doing what I can to stay healthy (and entertained) in quarantine. Staying still, keeping calm, and trying not to exert myself too much because of the shortness of breath thing going on. My lungs just can't get enough air it seems… 😅 Anyway, I've gotten a lot of suggestions on this series and I'm excited to keep it going. Just going to be a tad slow until I'm feeling better. Thank you for the support, y'all!

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes

Lucifer

Oh no… it’s everyone’s worst nightmare… Another Mammon, but competent. Devil help us all…

Had he known who their father was, he'd have never assigned Mammon to watch over them. Hell, he would have made sure those two never even met. They became a new handful for him to manage from the day they first arrived…

When even more things started going missing around the House than normal, he knew he had made a grave mistake… They were clever, quick, and skilled. About the best WORST combination for a burglar to be…

Worse still, they were fast on their feet. He would pretty much have no way to nab them on foot and always had to resort to his wings or magic to have any hope of catching up to them… At least Mammon usually gets himself cornered!

But, paradoxically, he also came to notice that the mortal had an odd honesty streak to them... Like, they’d steal but they’d always admit to it, unlike Mammon who would try to deflect till he was blue in the face.

Were they proud of their work, maybe? Or just didn’t see the point in trying to get away with it...?

There would be several occasions where they’d take something, sell it with Mammon, and then steal the thing back later just to put it back where it belonged, seemingly never with Mammon’s permission to do so either… 

Is it better that they returned the stolen item or worse because their actions went from just robbery to a full-on scam? Either way, it gives him headaches trying to deal with it…

He pretty much gives up getting the mortal to stop after 6 months, they are legitimately that good, but makes them swear to always put back whatever they take at some point. It seems to work out and he lets more things slide, but please someone get them out of here soon… 

Mammon

Soulmatesoulmatesoulmatesoulmate, or maybe more accurately “Partner-in-Crime” but that means pretty much the same thing to him anyway. 🤷‍♀️

He’s never met a person better at thievery than they were. The day they met, they managed to pick his pockets without breaking a sweat (or a finger) and that was it. He was in love.

They could teleport! Actually teleport!! Suddenly, NOTHING was off limits to him any more! Lucifer’s rare records? Easy. Levi’s secret safe? Cakewalk. The Castle vault?? Child’s play!! It was like they could steal anything they put their mind to!!

He didn't even have to worry about them when they made getaways because they were fast too, the two actually have parkour races through the streets for the hell of it!

On top of all that, they were wicked creative. He’d come up with a money-making scheme then they’d offer him all sorts of little tricks to help get away with it...

HE’D have never realized that they could turn themselves into rats in order to frighten and sneak past Barbatos, but they thought of it the instant they heard of his fear of things. They're a mad genius!!

The only real downside was they seemed to like stealing for the sport of it instead of for the money… so they always steal back whatever they took.

That kind of defeats the purpose of all that work in the first place, right? Ah well, at least that's more money for him.

These two pretty much became a walking menace to Devildom society- Sorry, not sorry.

Leviathan

Not another Mammon!!! WHY?! What did he do to deserve this?!?

When he started noticing that EVEN MORE of his stuff was going missing than usual, he straight-up flipped! Like, had the mortal not been pretty tough in their own right they would have been Lotan-chow. End of discussion.

… And then they started using their powers for good? Kind of?

Like, first off they would always give back what they stole, which was a nice change from Mammon. Annoying, but at least he didn't have to go buy replacement games or anything…

And then they started stealing him limited edition merch or tickets and stuff because they… liked him?? He guessed???

Why else would they go to all the trouble of swiping one of the five ultra-rare Kitsune Ruri-chan figurines from its original collector? He would have had to pay Mammon half his tail for something like that but the MC just brought it to him one morning because they could!

Is… is this love? Has he grown to love that which he hates?! What is even happening anymore!?! Who is he?!? 😫

Eventually he has to reconcile his conflicted feelings by dubbing them the real life Peony Phantom Thief, Jane and even making them a cosplay. Yes, they have to wear it when they bring him things. No, it's not weird, shut up.

Satan

He wants to be irritated, no - furious, that they keep taking his stuff… But he’ll be damned if they aren’t making Lucifer’s life a living hell right now. 😏

He's honestly not even sure how they managed to swipe half of the priceless portraits in the Castle (a considerable feat since there's one for Every. Room.) but they pulled it off in under a week. Barbs didn't even notice the replicas…

If that's not mildly terrifying, he doesn't know what is. Who knows what things he could be missing at any given moment...?

At least the mortal had the good sense to return his things, unlike Mammon, which gets them off his shit list for the most part. 🤷‍♀️

It helps that they’re also impressively well-traveled. They claim to have been across every human continent and sailed every ocean. Though he was skeptical at first, just hearing their stories eventually convinced him.

What sort of person has sailed the Amazon River, hiked through Arctic tundra, seen every major capital city, and still had time to explore the sights of the French Riviera?

One that has magical teleportation powers apparently.

Frankly, he could listen to their stories of the human world all day and still ask for another. He's told them that they may as well just write a book of their own for him at some point, it'd be beneficial to their poor vocal chords.

Asmodeus

Ugh! Really? Another thief in the House?? Wasn’t one hard enough to deal with?!

Honestly, stolen beauty products aren't exactly something you can just sell or give back, so unfortunately a lot of Asmo's clothes/accessories get targeted and he is NOT happy about it...

Around the time his favorite scarf was stolen for the third time, he was about to gut the mortal himself, but they struck a deal with him. They could nab his clothes SO LONG as they returned them with an extra little "gift."

Jewelry, perfume, creams, nail polish, etc. Asmo kept a running list and pretty much treated his thieving friend like a less moral version of Akuzon. Whatever he asked for, no matter how rare or expensive, they always got their hands on so who was he to complain?

He once decided to test them by asking for the Hope Diamond - which they got for him - but he made them return it after a week after the curse on it made him ruin a particularly intricate manicure so…

Like Satan, he's also pretty impressed with all the places they've seen. He's pretty traveled in the human world himself so they exchange travel stories all the time!

He may bother them to him out traveling from time to time. There are so many gorgeous and romantic places to visit in the human world after all, it's not like anybody could stop them from just… popping in to have a look. Right? 😏

Beelzebub

They learned very quickly that his food is absolutely off limits and after that, they were good.

Seriously. Beel caught them once trying to swipe a piece of pizza from his dinner and he nearly ripped their arm off for it…

But on the flipside, he also knows that he can go to them if he REALLY needs a snack and is short on cash. 

It's pretty comical watching the fleet-foot mortal running from angry demon vendors with a basket of stolen apples for their buddy… But he appreciates their enthusiasm! 🙂

Beel actually likes to hear about their travels too, but mostly what they've eaten. They can keep him enraptured for hours by describing all the food they've come across in the human world…

Watch out for the drool, though.

Since they can teleport, they'll sometimes pop up with a human world treat for him and the man internally swears his undying love for them every time...

Outwardly, though, he just smiles. 'Cause he's a sweetie.

Belphegor

They… they opened the attic door on, like, the first day they met… They didn’t even make it look that hard, they had some kind of knack for breaking and entering…

Seriously, imagine the look on his face when they just walk into the attic to say hello… He had this whole, “Lure and Trick the Human” plan all thought out then they pulled out a magic lockpick or something and BOOM! Freedom!

He laughed, perhaps a little closer to the edge of sanity than he was intending, and he tried to attack them but they were so damn fast he couldn't land a single hit!

Damn was it embarrassing when the others came in…

MC: "LUCIFER! LUCIFER!! There's a monster in your attic!!!"

Lucifer: "That's not a monster that's my brother!!"

MC: *stops midway through kneeing Belphie in the stomach* …. Ooooooooh!

MC: Whoops. 

It was a… rocky start.

After they settled their differences quelled Belphie's bloodlust he found that they kind of grew on him rather quickly… Something about that mischievous energy and how much they gave his brothers (minus Beel) grief with it.

He absolutely helps them with their plans if it will annoy Lucifer in any way. Occasionally, they'll even take Belphie out on raids instead of Mammon.

Turns out he's surprisingly good at distractions because all he has to do is pretend to fall then take a nap. People around him will legitimately believe that he needs medical attention so the MC can sneak through crowds undetected...

Of course, Mammon gets PISSED when they do this, though. How dare his baby brother try to steal away his perfect partner!! Get your own damn mortal, Belphie!!! 🤬

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me demigods

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Valorant Protocol Roommate Headcanons

No-one fucken asked but I delivered. Cypher, Omen and Skye cause I love them, more coming probably. gn reader

Cypher

Tbh, something has to have gone very wrong for Cypher to have a roommate. Expect the first few weeks for him to be actively trying to drive you out.

Obnoxious tool noises, dark muttering and whirring at all hours, stink eyes across the room on the rare occasion he makes eye contact, you name it.

But what Brim says goes.

If by some miracle you’re on good terms to start with, you’re probably already familiar with some of his idiosyncrasies.

Once the initial shock has gone, Cypher is the kind of roommate that really depends on your lifestyle. He’s not one to have parties all the time, but you will have to be able to deal with lights and fidgeting into the small hours of the morning.

Would highly recommend learning Arabic, if only to enjoy the creativity of his cussing. “I hope you wake up before your alarm and all your toenails have been replaced with dollar store gemstones.” That shit hits different at 3am

Do not expect to see any of his work. You get the sense that the general vicinity is boobytrapped to the point of overkill

Any portraits you manage to glimpse are probably no longer a threat to the Protocol…

Sinister as Cypher can be, you can always rely on a poorly-timed quip to make you spit your drink

Memorise his coffee (milk and 1 according to fanon), and you are instantly bumped to the bottom of the ‘would kill if he had to’ list

You are also the first to know ALL the best gossip. Like, you know who’s got a thing for who before they do.

You catch a glimpse of him just once without the mask. Disarmingly handsome, with kind eyes that crinkle up at the corners. Maybe just maybe it wasn’t unintentional that you were shown something

Overall 9/10, very polite, know you would never be attacked in the dead of night unless you’d done something reaaaaaaally bad to piss your roommate off.

Omen

“I don’t need a room. Or a mate”

However bad Cypher is, this guy is worse. Luckily, he’s more of the type to ghost you than get you to leave. First couple of weeks, you don’t see this ghostly man AT ALL

Weirdly, the room has occasional signs of life, like folded laundry and bandages, and if you’re particularly observant, you might notice that the bed made slightly differently every morning

Eventually, you find his lurk on the roof. “Omen you have to stop doing this, I promise I won’t bite, and it can’t be comfortable spending all your time up here.

He disappears, but the next day you find him spending a little bit more time in the room.

Give it a couple of months, and the Renaissance of Omen is upon you. Expect baked goods, fresh flowers arranged on the table, freshly pressed linen and most importantly, the most elegant knitted scarves and blankets. Even for someone that physically doesn’t sleep, Omen is PROLIFIC man

Omen takes curating his space as a way of keeping him grounded. He moves noiselessly and doesn’t disturb the world around him, content to watch, and arrange, and chip away at his projects

How do you feel about cat hair?

“Omen, we can’t keep her. Phoenix is allergic” “Even better, he won’t snoop.” “Omen, we’re hardened killers-” “So is she.” “Where would we even… oh, you’ve already knitted her a bed” “Her name is Pyjama.” “Like, singular?” “Yes.”

It’s honestly like a wild sparrow landing on you the first time it happens—you have to hold your breath when you see Omen curled up on your shared couch, cat on lap gently batting the yarn as he knits a pastel blue beanie.

Legit? 11/10 roommate he’s a really pleasant ghostly man to be around, and you can sleep well knowing he’d never let anyone get close.

Skye

Speaking as an Aussie, fucken excellent. Like, god tier roommate

Day one, you know she’s a good find when she helps you move all your furniture.

“Mate, I can whack together a flatpack or two in no time, no wuckers.”

Three things guaranteed: -> A climber’s pull-up rig on the door -> The smell of eucalyptus and teatree and sweat, but not like unpleasant sweat -> Spiders

I hope you don’t mind spiders. “Mate, they’re just fucken daddy longlegs yeah? Harmless lil buggers, AND they keep the mosquitoes out. Pick one.”

Skye gets up EARLY for her runs. If you’re not careful, you’ll be roped in too. Don’t believe her when she says 20 minutes, she’s talking 20 minutes from when you reach the edge of known civilisation and not accounting for when you get lost bush-bashing

Gives good advice and is a great person to vent to. Always in your corner

Always signing up for those month fitness challenges. She’ll whack a yoga mat down and go into a plank while you’re on a briefing call, sweaty breathing and everything

Skye makes a MEAN plant-based steak burger. Like, whatever dark secrets she holds, probably better not to ask, but it tastes fucken amazing

She takes campfire duty SERIOUSLY. I’m talking blankets, marshmallows, beers, trivia games and a prize selection of novelty instruments and games

Always raring for an arm wrestle comp… I mean, with those guns can you blame her?

Okay, I say this with love, but she’s a screamer. If she’s bringing home a special someone and they get handsy, find another room for the night. Lowkey though, if she says ‘fucken join in then cvnt’, she means it

Will absolutely get into a Netflix series with you, no questions asked. WILL make you laugh at inappropriate times though fair warning.

I just love her so much I

10/10 daddy longlegs are great and so is Skye

#valorant #valorant headcanons #cypher #cypher valorant #omen #omen valorant #skye #skye valorant #valorant cypher #valorant omen #valorant skye #valorant protocol #lozcanons #thank u for reading the tags #am sorry we are but a smol blog we need the engagement #bro u tryna smash fr

[jeongvision]

nct’s jaehyun’s perfume collection review!!

for part two, please refer to here!

hello, all! so some of you may have already known that in the past month, i have impulsively purchased various of perfumes, some of which are based on jaehyun’s personal perfume collection that he uses as mentioned on various platforms. some of the scents he uses are:

tom ford white suede

tom ford fucking fabulous

le labo neroli 36

jo malone myrrh & tonka

jo malone wood sage & sea salt

byredo bal d’afrique

as someone who loves collecting perfumes myself, this was a perfect excuse for me to buy some to get an idea on how he would ‘smell’ like!

some of you have asked for me to post a review of his perfumes! i will be primarily listing my reactions, experiences, and ratings for each scent, along with pictures of jaehyun associated with each scent and if the scent is masculine, feminine, or neutral. i have purchased all of them except for tom ford fucking fabulous. the byredo bal d’afrique will be reviewed at a later date after it arrives in the mail, so for now only 4/6 scents will be discussed.

disclaimer: this is NOT an advertisement but simply a fun and personal review of his perfume collection! but i wouldn’t be opposed with possible brand deals with any of them

before you buy!! some of the fragrances will react differently on your skin as the scents are based on your body chemistry with certain chemicals listed on their ingredients. thus, you may smell a different scent when sprayed on your body than on mine. not only that, some of the perfumes utilizes synthetic ingredients, which can be a deterrent for those with a sensitive nose. i strongly recommend sampling them out at local stores before purchasing as these brands are expensive.

without further ado, happy reading! please do tell me your personal experiences if you have also tried some of them (or perfumes from other members!) <3

warnings: heavy cursing, some vulgar language lmao (they will be listed as [**] if you would like to skip those parts, especially for minors)

TOM FORD WHITE SUEDE

“The addictive pull of leather and suede is channeled through an elegant musk-derived composition. Musk’s primal intensity is harmonized with saffron and thyme, heightened with velvety rose and warm amber. Warm, supple and sensual, a perfume with an irresistible expression of raw desire.” —Tom Ford

first and foremost, i just want to say holy fucking SHIT HE SMELLS SO FUCKING GOOD WTF ASKJFKLSJ

[**] HE SMELLS SO FUCKING SEXYAJJF IT’S HARD HOURS FOR HIM EVERY TIME I SMELL IT

like?? oh my god?????

i literally CRIED in my car after smelling it bc oh my gOD HE SMELLS LIKE THAT??!?!??

HE SMELLS LIKE A FUCKING BOYFRIEND OH MY GODJSJFJKS

i can never look at him the same way ever again holy crap

“raw desire” sOMEBODY PLEASE SAVE ME I CAN’T—

[**] like honestly it makes me want to eat his neck and choke on his dick whAt

anyways

it has a leathery and musky scent to it with a mix of powdery!!

slightly sharp when you first spray it but once it settles and marinates on your skin and clothing, it’s PERFECT

listen i’m still shooked that he smells like THAT

my friend told me one day to spray it on a big sweater and wear it to mimic wearing one of ‘his’ sweaters and—

:(

i wanted to kith him

and hug him

and cuddle with him

and never let him go aaAAAHHH

[**] oh daddy

masculine or feminine? androgynous

recommend? YES ARE YOU KIDDING ME

rating? “i’m going to name my future kid eleven because he is going to be better than you.” —liu yangyang to ten

LE LABO NEROLI 36

“Neroli is another name for the essence of Orange Blossom. The unique quality of our Neroli is its sunny floral character with an extraordinarily warm, sensual base. Rose, musk, mandarin orange (slightly aldehydic), jasmine and vanilla, among other essences, complete the portrait, bringing Neroli 36 spikiness, ease, zest and heat... Well-being, elegance and charm all in a bottle!” —Le Labo

okay so i purchased this (and many other scents) as a sample (1.5 ml) bc this shit is hella expensive

like bro the price of it as 15 ml costs more than jo malone’s 30 ml

maybe it’s bc they said lab techs compound it on-demand??

not sure

but anyways

this gives me straight flower boy vibes

like i’m in a flower shop and there’s a cute florist behind the counter trimming and tending plants with such careful hands

but the white floral kinds

OHOHOHOHO

WE LOVE IT

if you like those kinds of scents, then this is definitely the scent for you!

seriously it smells like lilies and all the white florals alike

personally i like the sweet floral scents so this one is okay to me

still smells really good!

reminds me of glade’s fresh linen carpet powder so it unlocked a repressed memory of my childhood LMFOAODA

what a gentleman he smells like uwuuu

honestly if i was getting married to someone and he showed up to my wedding as a guest wearing this perfume i’d leave my fiancé on the spot

this man has quality tastes wtf

masculine or feminine? gender neutral (ish)? more feminine if i have to say

recommend? if you like white floral scents then you would go BONKERS over this!

rating? 7/10 only bc i prefer sweet floral over white floral scents but if i didn’t then i’d rate it 10/10

JO MALONE MYRRH & TONKA

“Rich, hand-harvested sap of the Namibian myrrh tree, mingling with the warm almond and lush vanilla notes of the tonka bean. Noble and intoxicating.” —Jo Malone

oh bitch

BITCH

THIS MOTHERFUCKER SMELLS SO FUCKING GOOD OH MY FUCKING GODDDDDDD

“noble and intoxicating” DAMN FUCKING RIGHT IT IS

[**] I WILL GET ON MY KNEES FOR THIS MAN IF I EVER SMELL THIS ON HIM

my royal liege, jung jaehyun, i am at your SERVICE HELLO SIR WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU TODAY

he could step on my face and i’d thank him for allowing me to breathe the same air as him oh my god—

ahem

moving along now

it has a vanilla and amber scent to it! a very nice and sweet scent to it that’s not too overbearing

usually i’m not a big fan of vanilla or cake fragrances bc they tend to nauseate me

but this one?

ohohoho

this is the good stuff

i didn’t exactly purchase this one; i bought other fragrances from jo malone and they gave me free samples to choose from, and myrrh & tonka was one of them sO MIGHT AS WELL TRY IT OUT

so glad i did omg i don’t regret it

i might just buy a bottle of it

[**] another one bites the dust just RAIL ME ALREADY JUNG JAEHYUN I’M BEGGING YOU—

[**] daddy pls

masculine or feminine? androgynous, but leaning slightly towards feminine

recommend? YES OH MY GOD

rating? CHITTAPHON OUT OF TEN

JO MALONE WOOD SAGE & SEA SALT

“Escape the everyday along the windswept shore. Waves breaking white, the air fresh with sea salt and spray. The mineral scent of rugged cliffs, mingling with earthy sage.” —Jo Malone

yo this shit smells good

like REALLY good

he smells like beaches and lemons hELLO THERE

no wonder this is one of their best sellers wtf this man has IMMACULATE TASTE EYE—

AND THERE’S ONLY ONE (1) OF HIM IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD???!?

HUH!?!!?

life truly isn’t fair, huh

okay god i see you with favorites

now

let’s see here

very citrusy!!

also has that marine type of scent to it making it exceptionally aromatic!

not too much of a boujee scent like m&t where you would use on special events

this is more like a scent you would use on a daily basis going out

but upgraded

like you would smell fresh and expensive

kind of like a lowkey rich kid type of scent but you’re humble about it but lowkey kinda flexing yk?

this smell is BEAUT i love it omg i cant stop sniffing it

i’m a sucker for citrus scents :(

i’d wear this shit to school everyday if i could and have all my friends smell me

damn i bet his sweaters smell hella nice with this perfume :(

masculine or feminine? gender neutral

recommend? yes, yes, and yes.

rating? 10/10

tl;dr— jaehyun has expensive tastes and smells so fucking sexy how is he even real what the fUCk

#jaehyun #nct jaehyun #jung jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #nct #nct 127 #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut #nct scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #jaehyun imagines #nct imagines #nct 127 imagines

[lipstickstainz]

true lies - s. r. (12/?)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Series Summary: Spencer is furious, when you rejoin the team after a year and after you left him, when he got arrested. Little does he know, that you leaving him was the only option to ever get him out of prison.

Chapter Summary: A collection of letters Spencer and you share while you're gone - and then you're gone forever. At least, that what he thinks.

Warnings: some fluff, angst, angst, angst, smoking, slight ptsd, grief and loss

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: I'm sososososo sorry. please don't hate me. I love you. gif not mine.

Series Masterlist

previous part

Dearest little bear,

two months have passed since you had to leave, and not a day goes by that I don't think of you and wish you were here with me.

We are trying to do everything in our power to be able to bring you back home. But unfortunately, it seems to be taking longer than I would like.

I was told you were working on it as well. You are strong and smart and even though you can't be with me, I'm sure we can do it together.

Take care of yourself.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest Neruda,

I was very happy to receive your message. I always carry it with me, although I would rather be in your arms, but I can't.

I can't tell you where I am right now, but still I wish you were with me. It is warm and beautiful and I am sure you would like it here very much.

Except for these letters, I'm not allowed to talk to any of you, but I like talking to you best anyway. We've come this far. And we'll make it.

Thinking of you.

With love,

little bear

-

Dearest little bear,

It's been four months and with each passing second it becomes more unbearable. But a light is appearing at the end of the dark tunnel. We think we know who she is.

It won't be long before we can see each other again. And I can't wait to be able to hug you again. To be able to touch you. Or kiss you.

Not much longer. And then nothing can separate us.

Take care of yourself.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest Neruda,

It would have been too good to be with you again at last. But it still takes time.

I have found something that can help us, but for now, just know that I will do everything I can so that I can return home. Back to you. No matter what it costs.

Keep your eyes open. We're closer than you think.

I'm thinking of you.

With love,

little bear

-

Dearest little bear,

I was given time off to take a break. I was with my mother and she told me that a kind young lady had been here. She doesn't remember you, but she knows you are familiar and that she can trust you. As I do.

I am infinitely grateful. And I'm tired of waiting, but for you I do. For you, I do it all.

Take care of yourself.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest Neruda,

I can no longer grasp a clear thought, because whenever I close my eyes I see everything I have done in review. I can hardly sleep and the nightmares plague me.

I just hope that everything will end soon. It has already been a year since we saw each other. I can't promise you anything, but I hope you know that everything I had to do was for you. For us.

Thinking of you.

With love,

little bear

-

Dearest little bear,

it's been a few weeks since I've heard from you. I hope you are doing well.

We have found a trail that will take us further.And brings me a little closer to you. And that will bring you back home. I can't wait.

Take care of yourself.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest little bear,

It's been two months since you wrote to me.

Get back to me as soon as you can.

Take care of yourself.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest little bear,

Words cannot describe how much I miss you. Or how great the pain in my chest is.

I can't eat, I can't sleep. I can hardly breathe without you.

Thinking of you.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest little bear,

they hung your picture today. In the portrait you are smiling, proud to finally be part of the team. I can't look at it.

I was sent home, but everything there reminds me of you.

Thinking of you.

With love,

Neruda

-

Dearest little bear,

I keep your letters in a small box next to my bed. They are a part of you that I don't want to lose, even though I have already lost you. They are a part of you, just as you are a part of me.

Thinking of you.

With love,

Neruda

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Dearest little bear,

I went to our bookstore and found a book of poems that you would like. I'll put it with your letters.

No book in the world could have prepared me for the grief I feel. The pain is too engaging for me to talk about it with anyone but you.

Thinking of you.

With love,

Neruda

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Dear little bear,

it's been almost two years since we last saw each other. I don't remember what you sound like, or what you smell like. Why can't I remember that? Is it wrong of me not to think it's bad? It takes away my pain a little.

Thinking of you.

With love,

Neruda

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Dear little bear,

A lot has happened in the two years we've been apart. Too much to ever be able to write down all the things. I just want you to know that this time was not easy for me. Not for any of us.

I put your letters away safely because you will always be important to me. But I have to let you go. And with this, I release you.

I love you. Forever.

With love,

Neruda

-

You pinch your leg to wake up. Your neck is wet with cold sweat and you have to blink several times to realize that you are in a cab. You run your hand through your hair as the driver looks at you curiously through the rearview mirror. He says nothing, which is why you glance out the window.

The drive from the airport to Quantico only takes an hour, but you still take the opportunity to close your eyes for a moment and doze a little. You haven't had a decent night's sleep in ages, you don't even know what a healthy portion of sleep feels like anymore, because you haven't had that luxury in the last two years.

As the car comes to a stop in front of the FBI building, you pay the driver and get out with your small bag. The building seems much bigger than you remember. You used to spend every day here, it had once been your home. But now you're not even sure you have a home anymore.

You take a deep breath and enter through the large doors, but are directly approached by a security guard.

"Miss? Are you visiting?", he asks suspiciously, extending his arm to keep you at a distance - something that wouldn't do him much good if you were actually trying to get past him.He eyes you up and down, which you can't blame him for. In your ripped jeans, dirty sneakers, and loose sweater, you don't look like someone who belongs here. By now, you don't either.

You look at him. "I'm here to see Unit Chief Prentiss", you reply coolly. You know he's just doing his job, but you're too impatient to let all this wash over you. You know Emily is already in the office. You know her too well not to. Why doesn't he just go get her? You just want to see your friend.

"Chief Prentiss?" He raises an eyebrow. "And what is your request?"

Your gaze is rock hard and your tone cold as ice. "Tell her Y/N Y/L/N is here to see her."

You wait outside the building, letting the morning sun warm your skin and the cigarette burn between your fingers before you put it to your lips and take a drag. Afterwards, you stub it out on a trash can. As you exhale the last bit of smoke, you turn around. And there she is.

Emily is standing at the door, and when you see her, you drop your bag and wrap her in your arms so tightly that you can't breathe. You cling to her, afraid that maybe this whole thing isn't as real as it feels, but you imperceptibly pinch your arm. And she is still with you.

"I thought - they said", she stammers, and it's the first time in your friendship that she's speechless. You hug her even tighter.

"I know", you answer softly, blinking away the tears that have formed in your eyes. The moment is too beautiful to cry. As you break away from each other, Emily wipes her own tears from her cheeks, but some have already landed on her blouse. There are dark stains now.

"I don't even know what to say", she says, smiling at you as you enter the building together. The guard gives you a look, but doesn't ask any questions as you walk past him toward the elevator. Inside, she pushes a button that takes you to the BAU floor. "I can hardly believe you're really here."

Neither can you.

The office is completely silent because no one is here yet except for you. Although nothing has changed, everything has changed because you are now someone else. It's been a long time since you've been here. Two years, but everything in this room is all too familiar to you. The coffee machine, the law books, the files. It feels like you've never been away. It's déjà vu all over again.

While Emily gets you both coffee, you sit down at the round table and wait for her. Your friend sets the cups down on the table before sitting down next to you. She smiles faintly. "How are you?"

You pucker your mouth. How are you? You haven't been asked that question in ages, and to be honest, you don't know how to answer it either. How could you possibly be?

When you don't answer Emily, she phrases her question differently. "What are you feeling right now?"

Your lips become a thin line. "I don't know. It feels like all of this," you point to the room, "isn't a part of me anymore. Nothing has changed, but it still feels foreign."

Emily nods. "You've been through a lot, I guess." She takes a sip of her coffee. "You're right, Y/N. Nothing has really changed here. But you're a different one now, aren't you?"

You open your mouth to answer her, but you don't know what either. Part of you feels at home here, but a bigger part of you knows your place is somewhere else. You just don't know where exactly.

"Do you want to see the others?", Emily asks. "I'm asking you because it's been a long time since you've seen them. And they think you're...you know. Are you ready for that?"

Are you ready for that? You haven't seen either of them in a long time, and it would probably be better not to see them for now, but to let Emily sort it out first. But the team is your family - the closest thing you have to a family. And you've missed them all terribly.

You nod and take a sip of your coffee as JJ and Rossi enter the room. When they see you, they glance uncertainly at Emily, as if they're not sure if it's just imagination, but she nods at them. And that's when all the dams break for JJ.

She pulls you from your chair and hugs you like the salvation of the world depends on it, and David has to pry her cramped arms from you so he can put his around you as well. They affirm to you how much they missed you and ask how you are, wanting to know what happened, but Tara and Penelope join them and that's when it gets too loud for you.

Penelope cries with joy and Tara also can't believe that you are standing in front of her. They besiege you and ask you questions to which you have no answers, so you just smile weakly at them. They definitely don't mean any harm, after all, you've just risen from the dead for them, but you've spent the last while in silence and are no longer used to this volume. So you turn away from them. They look anxiously after you as you sort of flee from them. You hope that this will make the headache go away.

Without paying much attention to where you're going, you find yourself facing the wall where the pictures of the deceased agents hang. And yours is hanging there, too. You don't know how long you've been standing in front of it - minutes? hours? -until a familiar voice snaps you out of your thoughts.

"Y/N?"

You turn around and there stands Spencer. His hair is a little shorter and he looks like he's seen a ghost. Well, he sort of has.

You want to throw yourself into his arms, kiss him, and never let him go. Seeing him knocks the air out of your lungs, which is why you can barely breathe. The two years without him had been hell on earth, but you got through them. For him.

For Spencer, who doesn't take his eyes off you as the blonde woman next to him, whose fingers are intertwined with his, looks at him and asks, "Honey, who's that?"

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