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bratzforchris · 6 days

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Inked Daisies (Chapter 1)

A series

Summary: For the past year, you've been running the flower shop that's next door to your friend, Matt's, tattoo studio. But what happens when the feelings start to get more than friendly?

Pairing: Tattoo artist!Matt x floristfem!reader

Warnings: There will be individual warnings for each chapter. No warnings in this one!

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Soooo...my first series on here ♡ In this universe, Matt has a nose ring and his usual tattoos, plus some other tats and piercings that'll be added later hehe<3 Let me know how you like it!! 💐💐

“Nope,” Matt shook his head as you stepped inside the shop, looking at you from behind the counter. “You can’t bring those in here.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, setting the small Mason jar of flowers down on the glass case that held a variety of glittering body jewelry. “They’re flowers, Matt. Not a bomb.”

“Don’t care, didn’t ask. Plus, they ruin the look.” Matt kept his eyes trained on whatever he was looking at on his laptop, but you could see a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“You’re so grumpy,” You tsked, maneuvering yourself behind the counter and peering over his shoulder. “Whatcha doin’?”

Matt sighed, running his hands through his hair and spinning himself around in his chair to look at you. “This dude keeps changing his fucking design even though he’s put his deposit down. And guess what? His appointment’s tomorrow,” he sighed again, brushing a hand across his nose. “Fuck, I forgot that’s a new piercing.”

Your face dropped into a pout at Matt’s stress. You had known him since freshman year when you had become friends with Chris and the other two triplets by extension. Although you didn’t see all the inner workings of Matt’s mind, you knew that he struggled with anxiety and stress. A particular instance at Six Flags during your sophomore year had told you that much.

“Let’s see the design,” You offered, filling up a paper cup from the water jug behind the counter. “I’m sure there’s something we can do to make him happy.”

“What? Give him the tattoo for free and then change once it’s already on his body?” Matt raised a brow at you as you poured the water into the jar of flowers.

“You’re such a pessimist, Matt,” You shook your head, placing the now-full jar of flowers next to his computer. “If it helps take away the awful, vile sight of big, scary flowers, these are the outcasts. Their stems were too short and a few of them are missing some petals. They’re the rejects.”

Owning a florist’s shop had been your dream ever since you were a little girl. You had been captivated by flowers since the day your granny had taken you into her expertly tended garden, leading you around and telling you all the meanings for the different plants. In a way, it almost felt like you were carrying on her legacy by owning such a dainty, girly shop that sold her favorite things. Maybe she wouldn’t have liked the fact that your shop was directly across the street from an all black tattoo and piercing parlor that just so happened to be owned by your best friend’s brother, but she definitely would’ve liked the aesthetic of your business.

You drew yourself out of your thoughts, pulling up the chair of another piercer who had left earlier in the day. “Let’s see what we’re working with.”

Matt moved a few things around on his laptop, opening up Procreate and clicking onto a design. In your opinion, it was absolutely gorgeous. The tall oak tree in the drawing had large branches that extended outwards, but instead of leaves, the tree held clocks that were all stuck at midnight. Underneath the actual drawing was the carefully lettered sentence ‘Until Time Stops’ in swirly letters that matched the chains of the clocks.

“That’s beautiful,” You said softly, your eyes entranced by the drawing. “It’s…wow, it’s gorgeous.”

“I think so too.” Matt mumbled, clearly more lost in his artistic mind than here with you.

This reminded you of the nights during high school sleepovers. Chris and Nick would pass out early, leaving just you and Matt. You both struggled with insomnia, so some nights you would both stay up, pouring over the brunette’s sketchbook together while Matt explained each and every drawing in great detail to you. You had noticed that, similar to you, Matt had an eye for the natural world. You’d never brought this notice up to him of course, but you often thought about it during the early morning hours when you were doing opening duties in the shop while waiting for your employees to arrive.

“But he doesn’t like it, so it’s a scrap,” Matt shrugged, closing out the application and leaning back in his chair, eyes closed. “God, I’m fucking tired.”

You sighed sympathetically, hopping out of the chair. “I understand. I guess I’d want something I really like if it’s going on my body permanently. Doesn’t mean it isn’t annoying, though.” You acknowledged, bustling around behind the counter as you stacked papers up, put pens back in their cups, and locked the jewelry case.

“I get that you like flowers and animals and shit, but you don’t have to do that. You’re not Cinderella. I’ll do it later.” he sighed.

“Later? Matt, it’s almost nine,” the only reason you had come into the shop in the first place was because you had finished cleaning and locking your own store rather early and had seen Matt sitting behind the counter. “You need to go home and eat and sleep. A) You gotta be hungry and B) No offense, but I wouldn’t want someone who’s sleep deprived to be giving me a tattoo or piercing.” You joked, bumping his shoulder lightly.

As if on cue, Matt’s stomach growled audibly, making him fidget with embarrassment, but not so much that he couldn’t open one blue eye to glare at you. “Says you. How many times have you gotten Astrids and Hydrangeas mixed up because you stayed up all night reading.” the brunette chuckled to himself, remembering the time that you had employed the triplets’ help to create a brand new bouquet less than an hour before a certain bridezilla’s wedding.

“Now that’s not fair and you know it.” You huffed.

“Is too.”

“Is not.”

“Is too.” Matt insisted, smirking triumphantly once he saw you sigh in defeat.

“You’re annoying,” You grumbled. “I like Chris much better.”

“Sure ya do, sweetheart.” Matt didn’t even look in your direction as he closed his laptop, shoving it into his black tote bag.

Something about the way Matt said such a simple sentence had you fighting your blush, grabbing your own bag that you had sat down earlier. You tried to ignore the funny feeling in your stomach, fiddling with your phone while Matt finished the tasks you hadn’t completed. “You think Nick and Chris would kill me if I brought pizza over instead of their elaborate orders from five different restaurants?” You asked, eager to move your mind away from the implication of his words.

“You’re coming over?” Matt turned to look at you, an expression you couldn’t read on his face.

“Nick invited me. You know we don’t see each other as much as we did when we were kids. I miss our sleepovers.” You smiled softly.

Matt’s eyes crinkled with nostalgia. “Yeah, I remember that. They were kind of nice, I guess.”

“You guess? Wow, way to treat us like chumps. You got a girlfriend you’d rather be hanging out with or something?”

“No.” it was a single word, yet the boy’s tone changed from one of fondness to something much deeper and almost angrier.

“I’m sorry, I…” You trailed off, studying him as he picked up his bag, trying not to focus on the tattoos that snaked down his muscular arms and connected to the chunky, silver rings on his fingers. “I didn’t mean to hit a sore subject.” Even though you two were close, you knew Matt didn’t tell you everything about his life.

“Let’s just go, okay? I’m sure the ruffians are hungry.” he grumbled, walking towards the door.

You scrambled after your friend, each of his broad steps equaling four of yours. “They’re not so bad.”

“That’s because you don’t live with them,” Once you were both outside, Matt turned and locked the door to the shop behind him. “Trust me, when Chris burps in your face for the fiftieth time that day, it gets less funny and more annoying. Do you have a ride?”

“...no…” You admitted.

“Can no one in my life get their license?” Matt sighed, not even waiting for you as he started the trek to his car.

“Actually,” You corrected him, practically jogging to keep up. “I have my license. I’m just saving for a car.”

You believed city transportation was a perfectly valid form for getting from point A to point B, but as you slid into the passenger seat of Matt’s car, you couldn’t help but to admit that having your own personal vehicle was a much nicer alternative. Matt pulled out of the parking space without speaking, but you could feel his warm presence beside you in the car. As he migrated the car through the narrow city streets, you found yourself wondering what your life would be like if this is how every single day went for you. You knew Matt would drive you home in the evenings if you asked, but a part of you wanted to keep the rare occasion of rides together just that. Rare, special, something seemingly so mundane that it was almost silly you were even thinking about this.

Time spent alone with Matt was rare, despite working across the street from each other. Between being a triplet and your friendship with Chris, the one-on-one actions were few and far between. But for some reason, on nights like tonight, when you thought about how he interacted with you, you wished that you could make them happen over and over and over again.

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xcerizex · 5 months

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How obvious it is when they like you.

When the boys likes someone who has a tendency to overthink. Imagine if you meet them irl fr. You're not going to be certain that they actually like you unlike in the game and when they start flirting with you, you start getting super paranoid for some reason. Like some of us don't suffer the same thing. 💀

Alkaid:

Your first impression of him is that he's generally nice to everyone, you see. After several rounds flustered panic attacks, you gave him a nickname.

"Central air conditioner"

(This basically refers to a person who's nice to everyone)

This is when you first meet of course, so it left you flustered whenever he'd say or do anything sweet.

Sometimes you'd spend one hour during class just... overthinking about it. Trying to crush those rose-colored glasses.

You tell yourself that he's just being really friendly, like the same way he's always helping someone out.

It's evident seeing how many teddy bears he's gifted on a daily basis lmao

It's only after seeing the obvious difference between how he treats you and others when he comes in strong, do you consider his actions as him being romantically interested in you.

That's when it starts being really obvious. Like, really, really obvious.

(Psst, Halloween event.)

Ayn:

It's pretty obvious.

Man won't take one foot out his house no matter how much anyone begs him to but the moment you invite him out for something silly he's at the door calling you slow.

Not exactly but you get my point.

A good thing about his blunt attitude is that it leaves little room for doubt. You don't have to think so much when interpreting his actions and words.

And you know you mean something special to him when he makes both small and big exceptions for you the way he wouldn't do for anyone else.

(Princess Day event)

In short, there's a lot less confusion because he's more forward in expressing his interest in you.

Like, whenever he'd tease you in a flirting manner on rare occasions, your brain starts to shortcircuit and it takes a few minutes for you to understand that he's doing it because he sees you in a romantic way before your face turns red.

He teases you for that too.

Lars:

I'd say it's more obvious than not, especially after you spend more time with him. Doesn't mean you don't get confused.

He was playful when you first met him so you never really took him seriously. Especially when you see the way other girls react when they're around him.

Not that you thought of him as a player of course, not at all. You always thought it was just his character. In fact, you found it sweet how he's always trying to support your dreams.

His support makes you wonder however. Sure he could just be interested in supporting a future artist, but sometimes you find his actions and words going beyond a simple sponsor.

It makes your head go around in circles. And it gets a whole lot worse whenever he does something so endearingly sweet, you know it's got nothing to do with business anymore.

It leaves you flushed red when you finally arrive to a proper conclusion after an hour of thinking.

He's going to be the death of you.

Clarence:

Unlike the others, he is less obvious with his affection. He's much more subtle in regards to showing it.

He's extremely attentive when it comes to you and it shows. He'll frequently remind you to take care of your health, offer to grab a small bite for you when you mentioned you've skipped breakfast, and gently reprimands you when you don't take care of yourself enough at times, saying how important your wellbeing is to yourself, and to him.

😵‍💫

These small acts of concern are so sweet it leaves your brain in an overdrive. You chalk it up to him being a responsible, duty-bound Student Council President and stay in denial for a good long while.

Many times you'd just start banging your head in order to not get your hopes up cuz' he's just so damn caring.

It's only when you realize that his care for you is particularly more affectionate and intimate, do you actually start believing that he likes you in a romantic way.

Cael:

Where do I start with this man?

His entire existence is cryptic puzzle, his feeling are not gonna be any easier to pinpoint lmfao.

He's your guardian so naturally it's going to be harder for you to see him in a romantic light.

He could literally say "I love you" and you'd think internally;

'As a dad?'

💀

No wonder this man's not a LI until like, the third world lol.

While I wouldn't say it isn't obvious, his character makes it hard to discern his true feelings.

As time passes and if he's willing to accept his own feelings, his romantic affection for you becomes more apparent. It doesn't show, you just feel it.

It makes you wonder if you're being delusional. Sometimes you'd throw your pillow across the room whenever you started thinking about it. You'd call it absurd the moment you start believing that, maybe, just maybe, Cael sees you in a romantic way.

You're screaming into the sheets again. This is not going to be resolved anytime soon.

BONUS

William:

This is for that one William fan. Forgive me if he may seem OOC 🙏.

Oh, you get very confused.

William's the friendliest person on the block so it takes awhile for you to realize you mean something special to him.

Another "central air conditioner" ig?

Whenever he would go out of his way to help you, you tell yourself it's nothing special. That he would do the same for anyone because that's just how he is.

But one time you told him you'd fallen sick over text, literally ten minutes later he shows up at your door all sweaty with bags of medicine lined up on his arms because he forgot to ask what sort of sickness you had.

You spend the rest of your sick day mulling over if that meant anything because you literally cannot fathom if this was something he'd do for anyone else.

He does a lot of big things for the people he likes, but if it's for someone where it's beyond a simple friendship, you start to notice the smaller details in his actions.

It leaves your heart in a flurry and your mind in tangled threads. His actions however, are not bold enough to stop your thoughts from running the mile.

But trust me when I say that his feelings are more obvious to you than they are to himself.

So until he realizes his own feelings, you're both stuck. But once he does, he'll go all out to show you just how special you are to him.

#lovebrush chronicles #for all time #this is not me being dense #its being ✨self-deprecating✨#i genuinely hope i did them justice #especially William

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twisted-gremlin · 5 days

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Semicolon tattoo and third years

Because I accidentally did trey and Cater as second years lol

First years and summary

Also spoilers for chapter 6 and 7 with Idia and Malleus-

Cater: he likes takeing pictures that show off your tattoo. He think it is lovely and helps bring our your beauty. He sees that what he does means alot to you. But he dosent ask about it, he dosent dig, he just is there by your side

Trey: while the two of you were talking and bakeing, your tattoo came up. So, you shared it, being able to do whatever while talking. Trey listened and said that he was glad you're still here. If you ever needed help you could allways come to the doorm and ask, they would allways havw your back here.

Leona: literally, no fucks. He just, dosent care. If you do open up about your tattoo and it's meaning, he may verbally brush you off but, he gets literally all of Savanaclaw to be nicer to you and help you out if you seem to need it or ask for it. He also just, pays off Crowly for your rent and gets ruggie to go grocery shopping with you. Due to him being Royalty, he may not be allowed to get a tattoo unless it's in his cultural style. But also being the younger overlooked child, it probably dosent matter as much. But I don't think he would unless something happens to motivate him to actually start trying. Then he would get one in his cultural style.

Rook: he conciders it beautiful and helps being out your natural beauty. I think this man would adore those with tattoos that excentriate their natural features and not bury them too much. He would also put together the meaning behind it quite quickly aswell. He won't do anythjng about it unless he sees that you need it. He'll lend an ear if you wish to tell him your story and your problems. He is there to help

Vil: Modeling isn't exactly friendly to those who come in with tattoos, but if you're already apart of the industry and the tattoo has some sort of meaning, it's more accepted. One day while liveing with you, he does decide to ask about it, so, you share you story, he is genuinely shocked by it. But it's a bit of a grounding moment for him that, struggling like you are, and liveing like this, and he sees how exaughsted you are, how it's hard for you to care for yourself. He sees that, this is a common thing, for others out there too. Everyone has something that they struggle with. If only if he asked sooner. He still overblots, but after it, he directly apologized to you, knowing he just added more on your plate again. I think he would get a black and purple apple semicolon tattoo, as to not let everything bottle up so much that it poisons his work and those around him again. It keeps him grounded and reminds him of whats important and what he learned from while attending NRC

Iida: he has probably tought of getting some tattoos tbh, of differnt series that he adores and what makes him happy. Of course, he would probably work with a tattoo artist to make a tattoo gun that is painless and quickens the healing time. I think, after everything, he would text you and ask about your tattoo, and that it's just a simple semicolon it must mean something, right? So you awnser him and tell him the story and the meaning. He appreciates you shareing that with him. He also tells you how you can enter his room and will text you the code daily if you need someone to just kinda chill with and do whatever. He gets a blue fire one with yellow in the middle as a memorial to thr late ortho and the birth of the new one.

Lilia: I think he would've gotten one when he was younger, when drunk, on a dare by someone else he worked with. So he knows a bit about them, he probably put together the meaning of yours, so pushes Malleus and the boys to hangout with you and let's them know it's ok to ask about anything they wish to. He dosent need to know you story, he knows what you all need are friends. He'll also pop on whenever to just be a dad and check in

Malleus: I think he would be one of the first people you tell. He asks about it, wanting to get to know you better (and with Lilias support) so, you tell him your story. This worry him, he asks, if you even want to go back to a world that, let's that happen to you, if you stayed here, there are people who can help. You may either ponder on it, or just say, even tough I've struggled, I have those I love who are at home waiting for me... its when Malleus first develops some visable blot in ages. It goes away after a few days, but it worries those around him. When he overblots, he tries to make you a dream where you can be here and there, where you can be happy, and don't have to suffer. But... you leave. After the incident, you comfort him and show that everything needs time to heal, some wounds of yours are healed, others aren't. But time will heal them, along with being open and shareing with those you care about, like what you did when you told him. I think, malleus understands this. He decides on getting a matching one to you (even if you tell him not to) haveing his own version of it that is similar to yours but tailored to him, make him happy. He would also get one for Lilia, Silver, and Sebek. He'll do it for any friend that passes, and every time he gets a new retainer. It's to keep the ones he loves close to his heart, even if they aren't with him anymore. He will love them in spirit.

#im not crying over Malleus-#you are-#twisted wonderland #twst #twst hcs #twst mc #twst vil #vil schoenheit #twisted wonderland malleious #twst idia #twst cater #twst trey #twisted wonderland rook #twst leona #twst lilia

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sorroute · 5 months

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Hehe.HIII good evee >< i saw your event and wanted to request for reverse 1999 if that's alright with uuu 🥲🥲

Starting with the crucial information: My name is Ziah, but my friends call me Aya!! I'm 17 years old, so I would prefer someone who's likeee 16-18 years old, if that's alr huhu. I'm a female (any pronouns, preferably she/they), and I'm pansexual so I have no preference whatsoever ^^

Now with info abt my personalityy (｡>_<｡) : If I were to ask my friends on their first impression and recent impression on me, they would answer similarly to "I thought you were shy and quiet, but you're the opposite" "You seemed mean and distant, but I'm glad I met you" kineme keme. So it's like: I can come off as the type to be distant and shy, but once you get to know me more and I open up to you, I can be louder and more open about my thoughts kemekeme.

^ Other than my friends being threatened bcs of my rbf, I'm actually really friendly (despite being shy) 🥲

^^ I'm also described to be maternal by my closest friends, though I have a childish side, as well. I love to rant and rave about my day—and this is very important since I do this with people I'm closest with—but I also love listening to their stories and vents.

Moving on, I have a lot of hobbies so I'll just be listing out some here 🥲 : I love to write, journaling, creative writing, etc., I love to do stereotypical girly things, such as shopping, photography, gardening, etc. I also love to do arts, sculpting, painting, ganenn!!

^ But I also take up lots of activities that require stamina and strength, such as: taekwondo, ballet, boxing, etc. (I get tired easily, though huhu)

Alsoo some extra info abt me (tw: eating disorder, anemia, insomnia) (skip if u wantt!!)

I tend to forget to eat, and it often results in me not eating for a day, or more. I have anemia, especially low iron, kinemekeme ganun. I'm also an insomniac, and it results to me falling asleep in the day huhu. I often rely on my friends to wake me up if I do, and remind me of my meds/vitamins 😔😔

Xtraa : My friends often describe my aesthetic as coquette, dark nymphet/vamp coquette, gloomy coquette/delicate sweet shhs (i embody those all at once),, they often reference me to lana del rey and mitski (heaaavy on mitski SHES SO MY FAV ARTIST WAHH)

^ the friend that i rant to the most told me i had a valley girl accent whenever i did 😭😭 (i tend to use "ughh" and "like" SO many times whenever I rant)

Tysm for reading!! Please don't feel pressured to do this, it's for fun anyways ^^ Take care of yourself, have a good dayy mwahhhs 🫶🫶

Hi Ziah!! I love your name :3 This was actually a bit hard to match someone with because of how many characters would go well with you... BUUUT I think Medicine Pocket and you would be the best match <3

(Also just a side note, I will be switching between they/he/she pronouns for Medicine Pocket!! Hope that's not too confusing </3)

Medicine Pocket

When you guys first met, he was aaalllll over you 😭

In the sense that they were teasing and basically just bullying you </3

Kept asking to dissect you

I feel like this continued on for a while until you started opening up more

Then she loved your more childish side :3

It was kind of awkward because you would be ranting about your day and then Medicine Pocket would randomly butt in and start talking about their day

But then they would apologise and let you continue and wait until you were done talking

He just loves listening to your voice, but sometimes he gets a little excited ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

You 10000% go shopping together all the time

I imagine Medicine Pocket is also pretty feminine in that regard, so you guys get along super well

She does experiments on your plants (and usually ends up killing them)

Asked you to sculpt her one time and loved it so much

Even if it looked like a weird abomination of clay that didn't even resemble a person

I feel like he definitely knows some form of martial arts, so they probably ask to wrestle with you a bunch to test your strength 😭

Really wants to learn ballet though ^^

They are all over your health, mental and physical but tends to focus more on your physical health

He doesn't look worried, but he definitely is

She's like your personal alarm to take your meds

Either flicks you on the forehead to wake you up or kisses you on the forehead very aggressively, it's 50/50

Loves your abomination of aesthetics

Will play dress up with all of your clothes :3

All in all, he loves you very very much and adores you

A/N

You seem so fun :33 I'm also anemic and ALSO I LOVE MISKI TOOO ໒꒰ྀི >ヮ<꒱ྀི১ Her music is literally me. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this anon ^_^ <33 I had a lot of fun writing it ><

#matchup event #reverse 1999 x reader #reverse 1999 #r1999 #r1999 x reader #medicine pocket #medicine pocket x reader

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violet-amphithere · 5 months

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One of them character relationship charts for my interpretations of the slugcats. Except Saint, because I don't know how to write them sorry.

Not all of these descriptions are said "in-character" so to speak because not all of them would ever say how they feel about someone else outright. The white squares in particular are my OOC descriptions of them, not what they think of themself.

Image transcription under the cut

OOC descriptions of how I characterize that character: Monk Curious, somewhat impulsive. Loves their family. Wants to go home.

Survivor Cautious. Loves their family. Values their own freedom.

Hunter Goal-oriented. Loves life; resents the idea that she was not made to experience it.

Gourmand Values the well-being of their colony first of all. Has some trouble with showing vulnerability.

Artificer Angry (grieving), Angry (regular). Stubborn. Values family bonds very, very highly.

Spearmaster Not so sociable with most others, but not unkind. Values freedom, connection.

Rivulet In love with the experience of having a physical body. Largely a loner. Not so good at emotional intelligence.

-- How each character feels about another:

Monk, about Survivor My beloved sibling for whom I would go to the ends of the world to bring back home

Monk, about Hunter Friends, I like to talk and hang out

Monk, about Gourmand Cool. Intimidating. Wants to have a part in the sense of community that Gourmand fosters. Is a little scared of it all.

Monk, about Artificer Deeply sympathetic but frustratingly distant

Monk, about Spearmaster ….jealous????

Monk, about Rivulet would like to befriend (not happening)

Survivor, about Monk I love you but I wish you would let me live my own life. I wish you had not made sacrifices for me and wish you had not made yourself my responsibility.

Survivor, about Hunter Friends, slightly distant

Survivor, about Gourmand Very intimidating. Tries to learn from them, actually learns exactly what they don't want for themself.

Survivor, about Artificer Hey can you just real quick let me believe you are a reasonable person? No? ok.

Survivor, about Spearmaster Envy, admiration, awe? Would like to see the world with them, or a least with the freedom they have to do so.

Survivor, about Rivulet Neutral

Hunter, about Monk Friend. Likes to teach Monk anything they can

Hunter, about Survivor Reminds me of myself. I hope life is kind to them

Hunter, about Gourmand Feeling indebted, which makes for tension. I wish I could do more in return.

Hunter, about Artificer How are you comforting company

Hunter, about Spearmaster Built better than me. Can explore and travel and I can't. Why? More care put into them..? (which changes into) Friendship kinship artist buddies who will reclaim the act of creation together.

Hunter, about Rivulet Confusing? Neutral

Gourmand, about Monk They get along great. No notes.

Gourmand, about Survivor Angsty lil guy. They'll be alright.

Gourmand, about Hunter Cares, but has a lot of difficulty conveying the mutual respect that Hunter needs

Gourmand, about Artificer PLEASE stop throwing bombs and listen to me for 5 seconds. please.

Gourmand, about Spearmaster Acquaintance; always nice to have come by

Gourmand, about Rivulet Good friend. Could almost be second in command, except Rivulet is not interested

Artificer, about Monk IM TAKIG IM TAKING SUCH GOOD CARE OF THIS KITTENS

Artificer, about Survivor IM TAKING GOOD CARE OF THIS KITTENS GET BACK HERE

Artificer, about Hunter Why do i wish i were you

Artificer, about Gourmand Fucking goodie goodie thinks they're so smart and responsible and experienced and resourceful and happy, Well guess what!!!! You're right [beat] fuck you

Artificer, about Spearmaster Very vocal judgment

Artificer, about Rivulet Fun challenge to spar with. Knows nothing about me. (and thus does not like me, which would be unacceptable) My friend my buddy

Spearmaster, about Monk can i help you

Spearmaster, about Survivor Mentorly, friendly. Likes their company

Spearmaster, about Hunter Why are you mean to me (which changes into) Oh. We can hold hands

Spearmaster, about Gourmand Acquaintance; nice to visit with and trade stories with if I'm in the area

Spearmaster, about Artificer Silent judgment

Spearmaster, about Rivulet Neutral

Rivulet, about Survivor and Monk These two have some sort of contrived interpersonal emotional hardship going on, and frankly, I want no part in it.

Rivulet, about Hunter Neutral

Rivulet, about Gourmand Gets It

Rivulet, about Artificer Yeah I see them every week and we hang out and beat each other up. I don't know their name and they don't know mine. Positive relationship yeah why?

Rivulet, about Spearmaster Neutral

#may be interpreted as ship wherever the viewer desires. whatever.#this might also be the most that i ever show of that fanfic i mentioned #there are plot points and developments that I want to capture and this could not do justice but. eeeeeehhhhhhhhhhh #rain world #noodlebabble #finally. i am done with this.

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Hai.

How do you measure your top and bottoms? I will likely greatly regret asking.

oh HIIII @diamonddung~<3<3<3!

why yes. yes you will<3 i never did get that answer on fiona's nick valentine % <3 tho you may need to amend billy's % lmao<3<3<3

as a bonafide too queer to function lunatic and multishipper who *hates* catty supremacist false dichotomy fandom bullshit because of all the unnecessary problems it causes (you know me, lmao, bit of another psa in here i guess given multiship tags and yes, i am still upset about the thing with the artist)? ya know i'm a little out there and not quite with the 'in' crowd of the chunk of cis het women who take party~ in the shipping world~<3 no shade, but it does tend to change one's perspective. i do feel there's lots of shipping discourse that may miss the mark/certain character elements in favor of...

well, normally just plain ol' over-sexualization from some horny ass people lfmao, (homie's scene with doppelhomie is a good example, the trauma presented on his face was ignored in favor of the selfcest fantasy, but in antony starr's words, homie wasn't interested, he was traumatized :((() but also unfortunately... echhh i gotta say it!

hetero-normalizing gay ships and then treating the kink presentation like a goddamn religion... the amount of times i have those 'are the straights okay???' moments are just...

LMAO, all in good fun of course<3 let's not kink shame.

it's fine to have different kinks and discourse, disagreements over how you view characters or what you like, even be enthusiastic with your own views and shout them out to the heavens~! it's *NOT* fine to try and police, dehumanize, or discourage others from enjoying what they like just because it's *different* from you and they exist in a *shared* space.

friendly important reminder to *ship and let ship*, *art and let art* however that may be. even if i don't like the way a ship is presented or voice how *i* personally feel about it, i would *never* try to or even have the gall to tell someone *no, you can't do that, my way or the highway*

It does NOT *exclude* you to *include* others. It costs nothing to be *nice* or simply DNI. This is NOT a dichotomy. Fandoms do NOT need additional toxicity and bullying over something so *trivial* as fictional bullshit. EVER.

"i don't like bullies... i don't care where they're from." ;)

anywho~<3 i love top/bottom exploration because i have a very bad BAD~<3 dominance kink, but switching definitely gets the most downplaying/ignoring with a heavy focus on... mmm, i suppose often, more superficial elements half the time and i'll admit some of mine def are~ lmao nose size. and i don't say that to dissuade any writers, young or old. i say it to *encourage* moar deep diving<3<3<3 and even questioning the way you might think/listening to new perspectives~<3!

we all start somewhere and have times of exploration/learning~<3 learning moar and challenging yourself? that's a *good* thing<3<3<3 but sadly, not always valued (it should be!) :(

but apart from canon dynamices/character depth/personality to the best of my ability/understanding? the long answer is ANAL GAPE~<3

among other things, i'm sure that makes no sense whatsoever<3 because some other factors do get thrown in. intelligence because i'm a morosexual and LOVE big dumb tops<3<3<3, practicality super anuses are a death trap to not be played with however super phalli~, and weirdly... nose size. i'm not kidding!

yeah i know some idiot out there told me nose size is apparently related to phallus size and testosterone levels OH WAIT-- but oddly enough...? i think there may be some kinda instinct there LOL, because it seemed to registered in my brain the same way i registered my top/bottoms for the most part, even *before* learning that...

and i *swear*... i'll come back to this shit cause it's hilarious, but even in fanart, you'll see many artists subconsciously/purposefully give the guy they want to 'top' a bigger nose... even if he has a smaller one. ;)))))))))))))))))

BUTT ANAL GAPE! WHAT IS IT!?

not the nasty version ya nasties~<3

it basically boils down to... how big of an ASSHOLE is this asshole... just wide do those booty cheeks spread with the level a disrespect-- how *badly* does he *need* a good railing and prostate MMPH~<3<3<3! or even spanking~<3 how much of a control freak is he? how stubborn~? how far do those bitchy manipulative little devil vibes go~<3<3<3 what does he *want*? really want. figurative dick energy? is he compensating for something? is he in need of, holdin' out for a hero~<3<3<3? how so? how far from the goal of expressing positive masculinity are we and why? just how toxic we talkin~? i'm slippin' under<3

what is the outward presentation being given vs. the one he gives privately/with those he loves? there's a pretty big difference sometimes and it can say a lot. naturally gentle doms like kal-el or steve rogers i see get mislabeled for that old thing, 'mistaking kindness for weakness', so to speak. but as a general rule, they say that in the bedroom~ people actually tend to give the opposite of what they present in their day to day lives/'those with the most control of their lives are secretly the most submissive' or something along those lines, and it makes sense that things would manifest that way when you think about it. (ironically learned about this *after* learning my kinks)

a good example would be billy butcher, who gives the outward presentation of being rough and ragged and 'in control' wannabe logan, but is extremely soft, caring and submissive with those he loves<3 contrast with homelander who has had ZERO control over his own life from day one and *really* likes it rough when he gets the chance and--

boi lemme tell ya hwat--

it's a number of things, lmao, and the calculations in my head are automatic and will not make sense in numbers. so.

i don't think i need to explain much on anal gape when it comes to scott summers, lex luthor, bruce wayne, tony stark, and especially... *especially* billy butcher.

but lets not forget the added morosexual aspect~ which *can* even override anal gape! so let's go over what every one a my tagged ship bottoms might be saying to their big dumb idiot animal tops being DUMB<3<3<3

scott: *glares violently*

lex: *glares in pure bitch trying to hide the horny*

bucky: steve... what the fuck.

tony: *hard eye rolling and harder cuddling*

bruce: . . .

charles: ERIK!?

billy: *as he takes off his clothes* why... are you a brainless cunt?

pay no mind to homie's indignant huffing with a side of horny in response (somebody find me that goddamn meme lmao<3), and brucie might still be processing clark's stupidity lol<3

it's funny tho, cause i have competency kink too~<3 and i love me a good boi team up/learnin' as we go~<3<3<3

practicality? pretty self explanatory... way back when... dc gave us detail on the urinals of the justice league and pretty much confirmed man of steel, woman of kleenex (my favorite<3). i could not make this shit up-- (thanks btw dd for sending me this shit now i HAVE to share it)

so. given that we know superman's piss stream is strong enough to *dent* reinforced titanium steel when *weakened*--.

do i really have to say much about his sphincter? it makes diamonds, it makes fucking diamonds, do not stick anything up there unless you wanna lose it forever.

from a practical sense, i never like making it *easy* for clark~<3 to bone someone lmao, it's just too fun<3<3<3 (blue k is always an option of course) but also... he can vibrate it (along with his fingers and tongue), he has infinite stamina. and he has no refractory period... ;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

homelander is much the same, maybe with an added *lack* of control and def a bit moar scary leik, might deliberately murder you scary but STILL--

you could not fucking *PAY* me to miss a goddamn chance for superweiner--

not sure i wanna think about what martian manhunter has... but i'd still let him do whatever to me, honestly<3 he'd be the BEST gentle dom i *swear*. like he'd literally check in and politely ask on you instead of reading your mind and check for any discomfort and be SO SWEET and tender and caring, making sure you're okay the whole time and just genuinely give you an experience you're never gonna forget leik<3<3<3 J'ONN~<3! HHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH~<3<3<3

oops... ignore that--

and as for nose size~<3?

well~<3 OBVIOUSLY i want my bottoms to be getting the best they can<3 i SPOIL the shit out of them! of course we NEED the guy with the bigger dong nose to top, they should be havin' a grand ol' time~!

but back to that artist thing and genuinely, genuinely amazing. it's almost like a guarantee and i don't even know if people are aware of doing it, but it is always so hilarious and adorable to me. *especially* with billy butcher, the star of the anal gape show<3<3<3

"they just can't get my nose right!"

and of course no shade/disrespect to the actor (his nose is so goddamn cute<3<3<3 and i love it<3) or any other actors, or artists, but even *becca* (her nose is also cute and i love it~<3) had a bigger nose than him. seriously. homie's nose is fiiiiine~<3 but also actually bigger and longer. and it's just... ALMOST *guaranteed*. anyone who sees billy as a 'top' while drawing him *automatically* gives him the bigger/longer nose... and it just blows my mind how amazingly consistent that seems to be LOL (apparently like the study done on noses and weiners!)

what does that say about us, i wonder...?? (no seriously, i really wonder<3) adamant denial~<3 maybe? ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

billy boo does have the biggest eyes tho~<3<3<3

and apparently, did look it up... but it works inversely with bmi?? which... 100000% explains willem dafoe<3<3<3

it ALSO pretty much... confirms show homelander as their very own willem dafoe/norman osborn... and i never thought i'd have it THIS down bad for osborn but i can't with the things that does to me-- I'VE BEEN CONVERTED!! like the boi *already* is confimed *HUGE* canonically. *by BILLY* in the comic!

but by the gods--

down to the lovely eyes, scary smile, and psychosis. so it is that history repeats... hello mad daddy~<3

god i need to watch dafoe's spooderman again<3

I guess billy boo is now confirmed to be actually *compensating* for SOOOOOO much--

welp. i guess this explains why billy called himself an 'alpha male' unironically which i will never let him live down~<3 he already has the biggest gape i have EVER seen on a character. EVER. like. this boi. has enough gape to fit a goddamn planet up his ass. let's be generous and say that show boi billy is just at moon level. but it is still just. HUGE. which i guess makes homie just the perfect match for him given the willem dafoe vibes--

and honestly... it's beautiful<3

and the best part about billy is just how *self aware* he is of this. he postures to high hell and plays the part his dad would want him to, but he knows it's a goddamn problem, *addiction*, *hates* it, and spends his life looking for *solutions* and *self punishment*...

that's homie baby~<3

billy considered becca his *cure* (if the clear cut submissive role he took with her wasn't enough<3<3<3 SO CUTE<3<3<3) but *homelander* is the *replacement*. his *last resort*. cut my life into pieces--NOOOOO--

goddammit billy boo, i *really* do feel for you, i do... but lemme translate what billy butcher is *actually* saying in both the show and comic in going after homelander. cause lemme tell ya it ain't just revenge...

*destroy me, eviscerate me. because i am afraid of what i will do if you can't stop me. and because you took away the one who could save me, you owe me this and i will take it if need be.*

because there's *one* thing that billy fears, and he's had the ability to say it, even feel it... beaten out of him. but he almost always fully goes into battle *not* intending to come out of it. he *wants* to die and he hates himself a whole lot... and he knows. it's the thing his father gave him, the sickness he passed on that billy never wanted but can't control. but this would also be why he gives no fucks about 'collateral'.

even if by force or violence, billy wants to fail, he wants to be held down, he *wants* to lose, he wants to get knocked back down until he can't get back up anymore. he sure as hell isn't gonna make it easy for anyone, that's not in his nature, but he knows what happens if he can keep going.

billy knows he's a monster, but he is preconditioned to never control it. he sees the kindred monster in homelander, preconditioned to be *under control* but slipping through and vying to get loose... but homelander, despite everything *still* has control... billy wants to see it break, he *needs* it.

ugh~<3<3<3 yes, i know i am redundant with this shit<3 but it's just SO poetic<3<3<3 i CANNOT--

even season 3 evidenced their dynamic and dug in perfectly. scorched urf? the candle's fuckin' lit. herogasm? 3 on 1. ONLY A BRUISE--. billy, bloody smile~ comes back for more? billy gets his ass kicked by the dad on his own and only *maeve* gets anything done to homelander... who doesn't want to kill her, so he holds back even if she won't.

"i respect what you are even if you don't--."

got. damn...

but homie? he's the last lifeline, and he's tied to *both* sides of billy. and a people pleaser<3<3<3! who's also too dumb to get what's going on with billy, not that he'd care if he did... who's at the same time caught and curious by billy's obsession and the mirror between them<3

homie wants and knows how to please people... not just because he's been trained for it or a clear cut service top with dark~<3 elements<3<3<3 or because he wants the feeling he gets from their approval/admiration. very typical of a narcissist lmao, but also because of the added vulnerability that he is easily manipulated/exploited by the women in his life, not realizing he's a victim or being groomed/manipulated.

even the uh... *moment* he had with stillwell, she exploits his trauma and desire for a mother so directly that he just totally loses it and profusely appologizes. he's aware of how to *please* someone if ya get me~<3 ;))))))) (by the apology given at all) but he's *not* aware that she is abusing/exploiting his trauma in this way *because he lacks empathy for himself/has never genuinely had it given without some sort of exploitive exchange*, sort of opposite of billy in this sense too. poor dumb baby~<3!

what's really extra hilarious and ironic is that stormfront is pretty much what a lady billy would be but nowhere near as good as manipulating as him

but all homelander has ever known is the *examples* set before him by vought. and it's... quite obviously not a good one... :(((((((((((((((((( but he's *not* aware. billy is much the same, but he *is* aware. hence the deep buried cravings to be *free* vs. fucking approval ratings in homie, and *controlled* vs. lack of self control in billy... goddammit the fucking POETRY<3<3<3

so? it's just more of the same old same old. and homie loves, LOVES not having to hold back once he gets a taste for it... with *stormfront* no less... but *also* from billy in a different sense and now... beyond. still ADORE how he went flaccid on the nazi rhetoric lmao even this boi has his limits<3--

"let's light this candle--"

it's already fucking lit--

... you know full well how excited i get, lmao<3 and ya DID ask<3<3<3 XD

everyone else (to homelander): don't be what they made you... please for the love of fucking gawd, PLEASE--

billy: be what they fucking made you motherfucker, i wanna fuck FIGHT and see everything destroyed. i'll wait.

stormfront: be what we fucking made you, i wanna fuck and see everything not us destroyed. i won't wait.

but the short answer? i go by % of willem dafoe energy, the *CORRECT* answer is WILLEM DAFOE<3<3<3 (not to be confused with norman osborn... unless willem dafoe<3) DUH~!

WOOO-- goddamn... and i ain't even done yet. i spend WAY too much time obsessing over these fuckers, i SWEAR.

and ALSO the ladies~<3 are tops. all of them. ALL OF THEM. NO EXCEPTIONS-- lmao, KIDDING... maybe<3 (i might do another one going over mah lady~<3 ships<3<3<3 cause this got long... and i did get carried away with butchy and homie... of course i did. but you know how i love them<3<3<3)

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seal-writes-stuff · 2 years

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My Muse

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: F!Reader, pining with a capital P, mentions of arranged marriage and period-accurate misogyny, mostly fluff with a dash of angst

Summary: When Katherine Lester meets you, she becomes a part of your art and your life faster than either of you could’ve imagined.

A/N: Hello everyone! Treading on a bit of new territory here since I haven’t seen any fics for “Lady Macbeth” (Florence is sooo good in it though). Please tell me if you’d like a part 2 because… Let’s say I have ideas. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Katherine's thoughts are interrupted when she notices you.

The days got colder with summer coming closer to an end, but that never bothered her. These secret walks quickly became the only breath of fresh air in Katherine’s life - after the wedding, after she arrived in that dreary house. They’ve always reminded her that she is still young, still alive, still lives in the world filled with beauty and peace. The wind rustling her hair, the sun kissing her skin, the smell of rain and fresh flowers enveloping her…

In these moments, Katherine’s worries left her, if only for a little while. She was free and she was happy. What’s more important, these moments have always given her an opportunity to be away from her husband’s control, to daydream.

However, your presence brought her back to reality.

The same can’t be said about you. You’re sitting in front of an unfinished painting, staring off into the distance. As if you’re trying to find some kind of answer in the dark woods on the horizon, some kind of key. A palette you’re holding has tilted, staining your hands, your dress and a woolen shawl wrapped around your shoulders – you don’t seem to care. You’re far, far away, lost in your own little world.

Katherine stands still behind you – barely breathing, mesmerized. She knows she should say something, or maybe she should just leave altogether, letting you be, but she can’t. The sudden feeling swirling in her chest is overpowering. She wants to know more.

She wants to know what you’re working on. She wants to know what about your work makes you frown. She wants to know what’s on your mind.

She wants…

Finally, some subtle shift in the air alerts you to her presence. You jump up and drop the palette, your eyes wide.

“Oh!” you steady the canvas, trying to prevent it from falling over as well. “Sorry, I didn’t see-”

“No, don’t apologize! I should be sorry,” Katherine’s face heats up, like she’s been caught in an act of... What? “I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”

“You aren’t interrupting anything,” you settle back, inviting her to join you with a friendly gesture. “Come here. Maybe you’ll help me figure out what I’m doing wrong here.”

You don’t have to ask twice. For a second, Katherine’s overwhelmed; your warmth, the smell of the oil paint mixed with your perfume, the way your fingers hold the brush … She wants to remember it all. She wants to carry it around like a lover’s picture hidden in a golden locket.

Yet she can’t. She must compose herself, Katherine thinks, she must pretend. After all, it’s all she’s been doing lately.

“I must warn you, I’m not an artist…”

“Neither am I, apparently,” you bury your head in your hands with a groan. “Any decent artist would’ve known how to fix this thing by now.”

“You’re hard on yourself. I think it’s beautiful.”

You pause, looking at her intently. You take her in – all of her, uninterrupted.

“Ah,” you look away hastly, as if forced by the rules of decorum. “That’s kind of you to say.”

“It’s the truth.”

You hum, staring at the canvas again. This time, however, you aren’t as engrossed by your work as you were mere minutes ago.

“I didn’t quite catch your name, Lady..?”

“Just Katherine, please.”

“Katherine…” you roll her name in your mouth, as if you’re tasting it. “Y/N. It’s a pleasure.”

Y/N, then... You don’t look at her, yet your eyes shine with some complex emotion, which Katherine can’t quite describe.

“Tell me, would you be offended if I kept working while we talk? I know it’s terribly rude, but-”

“Oh, of course not! Do as you please. I don’t mind at all.”

“How lovely,” you pick up the brush, adding a few broad strokes. “Again, I apologize. Believe me, if it was up to me, I’d much rather look at you.”

For once, Katherine is glad you’re looking away. She doesn’t think she could hide her blush if she tried.

Quick, she must change the subject somehow. If anything, she must hear you talk.

“Do you come here often?”

“From time to time,” you narrow your eyes in concentration. “The landscapes aren’t among my… Stronger suits, as you might’ve noticed.”

“Trust me, I don’t see what you’re seeing.”

“You flatter me. I can copy the nature, I suppose, but it lacks the heart. It lacks…”

All of a sudden, your eyes widen in realization.

“Would you pose for me, Katherine?”

“Wh… Me?”

“I won’t show your face, I promise, just your back. A lady with dark copper hair, looking off into the distance...”

“Oh, I don’t know. I’m not dressed for a-”

“No-no-no, you are, your dress is perfect! Your dress, your eyes… They have such rich, warm colors! It’s like you’re a part of the scenery.”

As the last words leave your lips, you cover your face in shame.

“Oh my God, I… Forgive me, please. What am I even saying? Part of the scenery?!”

“It’s alright!” Katherine laughs as you peek at her through your fingers. “It’s… Rather sweet, actually. Might be the best compliment I’ve ever gotten.”

“You must love these places, then.”

“As much as I can. You see, my house feels…”

She pauses to find the right word, just in time to catch your discreet glance. Your face remains neutral, yet your eyes a full of quiet compassion.

You finish her sentence before she does.

“Suffocating?”

Katherine’s breath hitches in her throat. How do you know? Do you feel the same?

“…Yes. Exactly.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. And the fields aren’t?”

“Aren’t…?”

“Suffocating.”

“Oh, not at all. They make me feel… Like I belong. Like I’m meant to be here.”

For the first time in a long while, Katherine is sincere – she’s giddy and light. She’s rewarded with a big smile from you in response, a smile that makes it impossible for her to refuse you. Katherine leaves your side to settle in front of the canvas.

“Should I turn around?”

“Oh, no, it’s perfect! Please, sit like you’re sitting now.”

Both of you are quiet. You’re lost in your work, and so is she, in a way. Most of the time, the silence Katherine found herself in weighted heavy on her: just like her marriage, just like the rest of her new life.

This silence is soft, inviting. It makes her comfortable. It makes her feel at home.

She’s not sure how much time has passed by the time you speak up.

“Do you live nearby?”

“I do,” she points in the vague direction of her house. “Well, my husband and I. His father, too.”

“I see,” there’s a hint of sadness in your words, but it disappears before Katherine can even note it properly. “Who’s the lucky gentleman, might I ask?”

Gentleman. Katherine closes her eyes, trying to keep her agony at bay.

“It’s okay, Katherine, I was just wondering. If you don’t want to-”

“Mr. Lester.”

“Lester?!”

You blink, realizing what you’ve just said, how you’ve said it. You look down, embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, I-I shouldn’t…”

“No, it’s fine. I…I see what you mean.”

You give her a long look. Katherine assumes you’re pitying her at first, but realizes that she’s wrong almost immediately. No, that’s not it, she thinks, your gaze is filled something else. Something she recognizes only because she knows it so well.

It’s filled with longing.

“Oh,” you shrug. “Love changes people. Perhaps…”

You don’t finish the sentence. Katherine knows that you don’t believe in it – and that, unlike her, you can’t pretend. Still, you’ve tried to comfort her, which is a comfort in itself.

“What about you, Y/N? Are you married?”

“Oh, no,” you laugh, almost relieved. “No husband, no children, just my paintings. A disgrace to my family’s name all around.”

“I’m sure you aren’t. You’re so talented.”

And sweet, so very sweet.

“My parents would disagree, unfortunately.”

“They’re wrong, then.”

The harshness of her words surprises you; it surprises even Katherine herself. You open your mouth to reply…

Just in time to be interrupted by the roaring thunder in the distance.

“That’s not good,” you frown before reaching out to Katherine, helping her get up. “We must go. The storm is coming.”

“Right... Can I see the painting when it’s done?”

“Of course. I’ll send it to your house.”

“How much?”

You pause, looking at her in surprise.

“Huh?”

“For your work. How much does it cost?”

“Oh, you don’t have to-”

“Please,” Katherine grabs your hands, earning a soft gasp from you. “My husband has more money than I could ever spend. I want it. Just name the price.”

You don’t respond, lowering your gaze to look your joined hands. Your touch is gentle; as if she’s the most precious work of art you’ve ever held.

Katherine swallows, just as the fluttering in her stomach threatens to become unbearable. You’ve met mere hours ago. Truth is, you don’t know her and she doesn’t know you – yet it feels like she does, like you’ve been close your whole lives. If everything she’s been through were meant to lead to this moment, Katherine thinks, she’d do it all again.

“Well,” you run your thumb over her knuckles, your voice barely above a whisper. “If you insist… I’ll think about it. Not everything can be measured in money, after all.”

A gust of wind sweeps your both. Katherine shivers, which snaps you out of your thoughts immediately.

“Oh, you must be freezing!” you take the shawl off of your shoulders and wrap it around Katherine’s frame. “Here. Don’t mind the paint stains.”

“I’m thick-skinned. You don’t have to-”

“Please. I’d never believe that.”

Katherine’s face heats up; her skin burns under your touch. Before she can answer, though, you’re already running off, trying to keep all of your art supplies in place.

“Wait! What about you?”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry!” you shout, fixing your hair. “Just keep it ‘till we meet again! Will we meet again, Katherine?”

“I… Yes, o-of course!”

Happy with her answer, you wave Katherine goodbye, leaving her alone in the field. The sky is dark above her head, yet she barely notices it. She wraps herself in soft fabric, taking a deep breath.

Of course.

#katherine lester #katherine lester x reader #katherine lester imagine #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh imagine #lady macbeth #seal writes

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hai... it's velvet (beyuwol & bejaeyoung) again. LMAO. who would've thought! today i'm here with asakura touma, a rather impulsive app... even though he's been in my head for weeks... so as you can tell i'm woefully underprepared but i'm happy to introduce you to him!

under the cut is a short rundown of his background and some plot/connection ideas! here is his profile (the only presentable page lmao). please LIKE THIS POST if you'd like me to slide into your ims. i also have discord/twitter upon request (and i'm definitely better at responding there... for the most part).

background

born in osaka, japan

has a messy family, grew up listening to a lot of fighting between his parents so he learned to take care of himself so he doesn't bother his already busy & stressed parents

eventually his parents divorced when he was in middle school, and he moved with his mother. his mother remarried, and touma now has a step brother who is significantly younger

unfortunately, his mother and his step-father also fight. but this time, not wanting his brother to go through what he did, ended up being the peacekeeper and the mediator. he learned how to analyze/observe his parents behaviours and traits and tries to get ahead before things blow up out of proportion (they start yelling at him too, it gets really bad every month, and he learns to tune it out somehow)

was always an artistic kid, he started graffiti art as a way to vent his frustrations because he has nowhere else to dump then. he ended up connecting with music for that same reason too

he can play the bass and the drums, was in a band in school for a while just for fun

loves dancing, fell in love with choreographing in general. he thinks it's a beautiful way to express yourself, he would make up random dances to trending songs that he can do with his brother

his mother and step-father started relying too much on him to communicate and the stress is becoming a lot to bear. graduation rolls around and they were too busy arguing with each other to come to the ceremony

he finally wants out, and he enrolls in a university in korea. his mother is hesitant at first because he'd be staying with his biological father who moved to korea, but she relents when he mentions that he got a scholarship

it still kills him to leave his brother though, and he doesn't want to but he feels like he'll start losing himself the longer he stays

ironically, he decides to major in psychology

also became a freelance dog walker bc to him that's his free therapy

plots/connections

friends from japan! he'd be happy to see people from back home. he's always welcoming and it's easy to talk to him, so he'd also approach anyone simply because of this one thing they share

someone for him to take care of that reminds him of his younger brother

maybe he... walks your dog sometimes! touma thinks he does a good job at it, but maybe your dog got scared of something that's out of his control and now it won't leave his house

inevitable... exes. someone that came from japan, or a summer roamnce when your muse was in japan, that he ended up meeting here too. he's also been here since at least 2-3 years ago, so a more recent ex can work too! he can be dense and 'too friendly', might've acted more like a friend than a partner. would've coddled instead of treating his partner like a proper equal because he's not used to being taken care of instead lol

dancing friends! someone he would dance with, share choreos with, film tiktoks with... things like that

someone who scared him when he was doing graffiti art somewhere and in reflex he sprayed you with his paint... woops

uni friends, fellow artistic friends, friends who can teach him how to sing, composing friends that he thinks are inspirational

an almost fwb situation except he thought he was genuinely going to your home to see your pet and to eat actual ramyeon. he did not get the hint!

someone who noticed that he gets a little too involved when there's an argument happening around him which is... a bit! worrying! maybe!

someone that can use a 'therapist friend' except he's actually a psych major and it kind of just happens

anything and everything! i love talking about dynamics and whatnot B)

#( ooc. )#be:intro #/ haiiiiii wow!!!!#i am for sure making mistakes!#goodnight

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wondero28 · 1 year

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Slowburn Shenanigans - Jesse

Me: hurr durr im gonna write Fuckboy stuff

Also me: slowburn romance tid bits with Jesse 😌

Repost Edit: slowburn tidbits for holiday lovin~

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- Slowburn romance with Jesse is,,, so SO unbelievably taunting. He’s so sickeningly fun to be around. You really cant help but want to hug and kiss him sometimes

- But boy oh boy, is his slowburn SLOW. There’s so SO much for him to consider when it comes to romance. He has to consider how his work will strain relationships, how his kids react & how they add their own difficulties, hell- even just how it’ll affect his time with the band at certain points. A relationship is a big deal for Jesse. He’s not just going to hop into one with you for shits & giggles, no matter how good you make him feel

- But that being said- you do make him feel good. You always have. Your presence, no matter if you’re relaxed or bouncing off the walls, helps ease him. You being there simply chips away at the tension in his shoulders & face. You being near & interacting with him always lightens his mood

- So of course he likes interacting with you.

- Whether it be one of his famous late night drives, where you and he just cruise out in the quiet of the night. Where no other soul can even try to bother the comfort of the darkness and the stars. Where you both take turns jamming out to tunes together- or talk and ramble about everything and nothing. Occasionally going out to gas stations and getting snacks and drinks at 1AM, eating away in the car & enjoying the company. And especially the nights when both of your arms relax and you brush your hands against each other while resting your arm on the console. On accident of course.. just a little accident that sends jolts of joy through his system every time

- Ooh! Or when you make your trips out to see him. Whether it be stopping by his place, saying hi to the kiddos while they watch TV, then eagerly visiting his art room. You closely examining all his work while he eagerly awaits your response- because he couldn’t give a single shit about a valued critic in media when the only critique he values is yours. Or when you join him in the kitchen at his home and help him whip up the kids dinner. You both laughing as he makes his mess like he does every night. You’ve come to notice artists like him can hardly do anything without making a mess it seems. And of course you eventually saying goodbye to him and sharing a look thats far too friendly & far too long for most duo’s… but not for you two of course

- Jesse texting you good morning every morning when he wakes up. Reminding you to hydrate & treat yourself nicely (and him texting you to take meds at the right time if you need to). But this slowly turning into goodnight texts & random daily check ins where he makes sure you’ve eaten… and gently encourages you if you haven’t yet

- Him also always walking you to your car, to your door, to any destination you need. 1. Because Jesse is a gentleman & 2. Because he always goes the extra mile to make sure you’re safe… you’re one of his best friends!! Of course he has to do this

- And just as dorkily, him sharing his schedule with you and walking you through it because he values you. Because he doesn’t want you to ever have to worry about him and always wants you to know where to find him or how to contact him

- Jesse becoming so tightly wrapped around your finger that while he goes on about his day he starts to see little parts of you in the world. Because you bring so much into his heart and mind that he can’t help but have his world view change a little. He buys you small things he finds, explaining to you why they reminded him of you. Sometimes its a small dinky plush toy he’s convinced captured the essence of your warmth- other times its a bracelet he swears up & down reminded him of your laugh. And you cant help but notice how gentle and careful his hands are… as he places the plush is your grasp or as he hooks the bracelet around your wrist- you feel the warm affection in his actions. The fondness he has for you feels so clear

- But yknow, you two are just good friends. He doesn’t reasonably have time for a relationship

- So it doesn’t mean anything when he pulls you into a hug and you notice that his perfume has actually changed a bit from when you initially met.. something more suited to your personal preference

- And it definitely doesn’t mean anything when his tone changes from irritated or authoritative or sassy with the boys- to just loving and gentle with you. It means nothing.

- And it means nothing that he makes sure you’re invited to every show, or that you’re allowed to rest in his dressing room, or that he likes for YOU to take his makeup off after shows. Because “you do it better” when in reality you both know it just feels lovely to have your hand gently holding his face… or how relieving it feels to,, to see Jesse finally open his tired eyes after you’ve cleaned them of eyeshadow.. and despite the clear exhaustion they’re filled with an unnamed fondness for you and only you… yeah! Thats nothing haha

- Or- at least it feels like nothing while his kids are out at a sleep over & he has a night to himself.. but he chooses to call you over anyway. And gets you to help him take care of his nails that he’s bitten away at with stress. It doesn’t even matter if you’re good at it, he’s going to be relaxed and limp in your grasp because he’s totally given in to you. It happens every night you two manage to be at his home alone. With him being locked away in the safety of his home, tucked inside on the warm couch with the best-… ‘whatever you are’ of his life. Jesse can’t help but go limb and relax, like some lazy cat

- you just have that affect on him. But it doesn’t matter

- None of it matters!

- Not the amount of time, not the fact that the band notices & invites you along for Jesse’s sake, not the fact that Jesse can’t go a day without a little bit if you now, not the fact that his kids ask for you to visit, not the fact that he thinks about you all the time… nope! None of it!

- Because he can’t put you through the burden of loving him

- He doesn’t want to drag you down every single night his brain or heart decides its time to fall apart again. He doesn’t want to lean on you and break you because he knows depending on people wholeheartedly hurts them.. he always ends up hurting them. He cant undo it, so he’s decided its better not to even try. He cant bare the thought of hurting you, or of scaring you with the severity of his problem. He doesn’t want to keep you up until early morning because he’s stuck in a mental loop for hours. He doesn’t want you to even think of feeling the need to help him with this- because its been years and years now,, and he just feels like no one can help it at this point

- Just like no one seems to help how his mind wanders in painful cycles of inappropriate thoughts and shame. How his body wants so much attention & none at all at the same time. How he cant interact with a lot of people and just feel normal about the little things that occur… that he cant always feel normal about you because his mind is just.. haunted in its own right.

- Except,, you do seem to help

- You don’t erase these problems. Not at all! You dont try because he doesn’t open up enough for you to truly know- but you dont need to. You know how to tell the difference between a tired expression & a broken down one… at least when it comes to Jesse. And you notice when his voice changes in the slightest way or what it means when his focus wanders too far from whats going on. And most importantly you know what to do

- You know how to start the process of Jesse grounding himself in the present moment. And its a serious of various small questions, subtle and easy ones. Small suggestions to do fun things together later on. You keeping him here, with you or with his kids or the band if they’re nearby. And from him? small touches on your hands or arms to help him ground himself as he plucks himself out of whatever funk he was in. You help. You dont solve his problems for him,, you just help him. Whether it be directly or through helping him help himself.

- Thats why it does matter when he sees you and he feels his heart flutter… or why it does matter when you both call & he pauses after you say hello- because every time he hears your voice he has to take a small moment to admire the way you sound (or if your mute/non-verbal, the way you look over video calls)

- Thats why it DOES matter that a day without you is a day he considers weird or out of place. And why it DOES matter that Jesse remembers the orders you like from different places. Its why it DOES matter that not only his kids, but he himself just… just loves you.

- Even if he wont say it out loud

Part 2 Coming Eventually ✨

#4town #4town imagines #4town jesse #4town x reader #4townie

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nekojaf · 1 year

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Friendly reminder that you are a great person and a very talented artist

Don't push yourself too hard and take care of yourself :D

*Me looking up with a dumb expression in the middle of pushing myself.*

AASFH I'm kidding I'm kidding.. I'm only pushing myself a lil on something cool òvó✨ Thanks for the complements and reminder though!

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mysterycharacterflowers · 8 months

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Round 3; A bouquet with love-lies-bleeding, forget-me-nots and sunflowers Vs A bouquet of yellow foxglove and snapdragon

First, let's talk about the bouquet with love-lies-bleeding, forget-me-nots and sunflowers

Meaning and why these flowers were chosen: Sunflowers for justice and truth, love-lies-bleeding because he lost the only person who cared about him two months before he could truly work alongside him as a partner, and forget-me-nots because he's a living reminder of that person in every way while also very distinctly himself. Description: He's your uncle. Don't have an uncle? You do now. He smiles and flirts a little and jokes about the silliest things even if there's a new corpse on the floor, and he keeps his hand close to his chest, and you'll never catch the motive behind the joke until it's time for him to reveal the truth and prove his every accusation. He's capable and experienced and a living reminder of the man who haunts the narrative, and he won't save you, because if he could, there would be no need for a reminder of a living man. He'll show you how to save yourself.

Check his post here

Now, let's bouquet of yellow foxglove and snapdragon

Meaning and why this flower was chosen: Foxglove, which generally represents insincerity (especially in Victorian flower language) and the duality of hurting and healing, as well as other meanings like magic, creativity, secrets, and insecurity, represents him well because he’s a con artist, of the trickster archetype, and somewhat of an antihero; his actions and plans, while good at the core, often hurt other people at least a little on the way, and he’s okay with that if they’re not his people. Other characters, and the audience, often have reason to doubt his sincerity as a friend and as a partner, for example when he’s helping a business of sorts stay afloat financially while secretly investigating the owner for misdeeds he suspects; he’s generally got more than one motive going on at once. It’s not something I’d blame him for, but insincerity is a constant question when it comes to him that it takes a long time for anyone to overcome. Also, regarding the other meanings, he’s a clever character with subtle magical powers, he keeps a lot about him under wraps from most everyone, and he’s deeply insecure (partially due to feeling compared to someone else and coming up with little to show for it). I’d particularly choose a yellow foxglove because that color has implications of positivity and support, and he is cheerful, friendly, and when it comes to the people he does love, he’s never giving up on helping them. As a bonus (and why I picked this), the flower’s name fits him, as he has a nickname related to foxes. I’d also choose snapdragon, for strength in harsh habitats, and also deception. He comes from a humble background, was bullied as a child, is a little bit homeless during the main story, and lives in a society bigoted against him, but he’s thriving anyway. Deception, meanwhile, is central to his character and something he leans on; he lies, hides, keeps secrets, and has that fear of being perceived, and even his names are a kind of benevolent deception, as being known only by his naturalized name to most people helps keep him safe. Also, snapdragon symbolizes grace, relevant to one career he’s had. Description: He’s a poor trickster who ran away from home as a teenager and joined the circus in order to rescue his missing mother (it’s a long story). He’s loud, extroverted, loving and voracious, has a sparkling personality, and is powerfully annoying when he wants to be. He’s a public figure sometimes but the limelight is deeply not for him. He distrusts many people, including especially reporters, rich people, and the government, which is of course completely valid. He’s a petty thief by necessity and habit, and he always knows a guy. It takes him years of having magical powers to realize that they include invisibility, and when he finds out, the first thing he uses it for is to tickle someone. He’s flirted with a guy he deeply envies and who envies (and kinda hates) him right back; I’m never sure if it’s weirder if he doesn’t like the guy in question, or if he actually does. He’s tried to save a celebrity from descent into alcoholism. He’s committed war crimes against ghosts. He’s narrowly escaped being mobbed by a religious group and has been kidnapped by a popular entrepreneur. He has been deemed ‘strange in all ways’ by a coworker. He loves pastrami sandwiches. He’s not that short but everyone he knows would call him a short king if they had that vocabulary; he has big brown(ish) eyes and he wears a peacoat.

Check his post here

#mysterious character: bouquet of love-lies-bleeding – forget-me-nots – sunflowers #mysterious character: bouquet of yellow foxglove and snapdragon #round 3

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viasbutterflies · 9 months

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My Blog - A Comprehensive Guide

Because yes, it will probably be necessary.

tags of importance:

cats being the only source of joy in my life as the title would suggest, cats. we don’t discriminate, not when it comes to cats

aysteryx art a very good friend of mine making very good art, as usual

rupi kaur poetry by rupi kaur!!!

poetry viasol poetry by me :D poetry by way of sun.

writing you’ll never guess

hozier the ultimate lesbian icon

Vesis and Ahdea Lore™️ just a pair of Baibies doing Baiybye things

poetry all other poetry because it give me life and love and air and soul and heart and courage and reminds me to take a deep breath every once in a while

writing viasol my own writing (a lot of lesbianism and poetry) (so you know what you’re getting into)

blogs:

the idea clerk a silly little blog of some silly little ideas. if you’re a writer, stop by!

aysterskrunkly my very best bestie who has some amazing art and really fun little silly little obsessions :)

The tags are truly mostly for me so feel free to doomscroll aimlessly if you must, just drink some water first <3 🌺🦋

However! If you want to know more about me, here it is! (Below contains my dni list as well)

Hi, I’m Via, she/her pronouns, I write, I read, I reblog silly little memes and I care about a lot. My current obsessions are bnha, Daisy Jones and the Six, The Priory of the Orange Tree, and poets/artists Rupi Kaur and Noor Unnahar.

I take book recs, writing and poetry prompts, and whatever asks you may have. I try to keep my blog clean and upbeat and fun, so if you’re going to interact (which I encourage) please do so in a kind, friendly manner that is inclusive and positive. I am not afraid to Report and block accounts that are rude, crude, or bigoted in any way.

And I suppose on that note… a dni list is in order.

Please DNI if:

Your content is sexual in any manner. (Ie. porn, nsfw, specifically images) Do what you want, just don’t bring it here please!

Your content discriminates in any way against any one group. This includes but is not limited to racism, homophobia/transphobia, xenophobia, any kind of religious bias/discrimination, Islamophobia, sexist or anything else that was not mentioned here. If you hate a certain group of people for who they are, I pity you, and I hope you keep those sorts of prejudices far away from here.

You feel the need to comment on my writing. I post my poetry and short stories on here sometimes, and I’m not asking for public feedback or even constructive criticism. If you have something positive to say, thank you! If not, please keep it to yourself and carry on with your day.

Your content is very political. I’m glad you have view and opinions that you feel confident enough to share, I would just rather you not clog my feed with them. Twitter (sorry, X) does that enough lol.

You think seeing something entitles it to your opinion. Some things… don’t need to be commented on.

Your content is not geared towards minors.

I think that’s all for now, thank you!! Please make sure you eat something, drink something other than coffee, and put down your phone every once in a while!

Let’s all be kind and we’ll have a good time :)

#is the first thing i did when i got a tumblr acct organize it?#Yes.#do i regret it?#maybe.#will this specific organization system fail?#probably #do i Care?#maybe just a little bit #blog organization

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Embrace Your Radiance: She Beauty Salon - Where Elegance Meets Expertise

In the bustling streets of urban life, amidst the chaos and clamor, there exists an oasis of tranquility and transformation – She Beauty Salon. A sanctuary dedicated to enhancing one's natural allure, She Beauty Salon isn't just a place where beauty rituals are performed; it's an experience where self-care meets artistry.

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What sets She Beauty Salon apart is not just its ambiance, but the unparalleled expertise of its staff. The team comprises seasoned professionals who are masters of their craft, each possessing a keen eye for detail and a passion for perfection. Whether it's a precision haircut, a flawless manicure, or a rejuvenating facial, you can trust She Beauty Salon to deliver results that exceed your expectations.

But She Beauty Salon is more than just a place to pamper yourself; it's a haven for self-expression and empowerment. Here, beauty is celebrated in all its forms, and diversity is embraced with open arms. Whether you're experimenting with a bold new look or simply enhancing your natural features, She Beauty Salon is committed to helping you feel confident and beautiful in your own skin.

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But perhaps the most enchanting aspect of She Beauty Salon is the sense of community it fosters. It's more than just a place to receive beauty treatments; it's a gathering place where friendships are formed, stories are shared, and laughter fills the air. Whether you're a regular visitor or stepping through the doors for the first time, you're welcomed into the She Beauty Salon family with warmth and hospitality.

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In the dynamic landscape of contemporary urban living, amid the cacophony of city life, lies an exquisite haven where elegance intertwines with expertise – She Beauty Salon. A sanctuary meticulously crafted to elevate one's inherent allure, She Beauty Salon transcends the conventional notions of beauty parlors; it's an immersive experience where self-indulgence meets artistic finesse.

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In the vibrant tapestry of urban life, amid the hustle and bustle of the cityscape, there exists a sanctuary where beauty is not just a destination but a transformative journey – She Beauty Salon. A celestial haven meticulously crafted to elevate one's inherent allure, She Beauty Salon transcends the ordinary concept of a beauty parlor; it's an enchanting voyage where self-indulgence blossoms into a symphony of elegance and sophistication.

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Yet, what truly sets She Beauty Salon apart is not just its captivating ambiance but the consummate skill of its artisans. Comprising a cadre of seasoned virtuosos, each a luminary in their own right, the She Beauty Salon team epitomizes a dedication to excellence that borders on the sublime. From the delicate artistry of a precision haircut to the sublime intricacy of a rejuvenating facial, every service is executed with a finesse and panache that speaks volumes of their expertise and passion.

However, She Beauty Salon is not merely a temple of cosmetic refinement; it's a sanctuary of self-expression and empowerment. Here, beauty transcends societal norms, and individuality is celebrated as the ultimate form of expression. Whether you're seeking to embrace a bold new aesthetic or simply enhance your natural allure, She Beauty Salon stands as a steadfast ally in your journey towards self-confidence and self-love.

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paleparearchive · 5 months

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The Drinking Party and the Revealed Heart

Kuroda's initial 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Kuroda, Courbet, Watteau, Aoi/MC

Aoi: (W-What should I do! Hokusai-san left Kuroda-san…)

Courbet-kun!

Courbet: …

Aoi: Why are you looking away!?

Courbet: ... I was only forced to go along with him halfway. I have no obligation or duty to take care of him.

Goodbye.

Aoi: Courbet-kun! H-He's gone…

(If it comes to this…)

Watteau-kun! Help me carry Kuroda-san!

Watteau: No no, this ain't the time to do that. I gotta go spread the word 'bout the cute Kuroda-sensei!

I'll go get someone and leave the rest to ya, Deputy director!

Aoi: Watteau-kun, wait…!

(I can't believe you left me alone with a drunk Kuroda-san… You're all so heartless!)

I thought it was going to be a normal, fun drinking party, drinking, eating, talking…

(... What, this isn't the time to escape from reality. I want to carry Kuroda-san somehow, but I can't do it by myself…)

Kuroda: M… Mmmmh…? Huh… Everyone is…?

Aoi: Ah, Kuroda-san! Thank God, you're awake.

Kuroda: You, are you alone…?

From what I can tell from this situation, it looks like I've gone too far.

Aoi: You were drinking quite a lot. Here's some water, if you want it.

Kuroda: Yeah, I'll have some.

Aoi: Is that water delishous³?

Kuroda: Ugh… You have a lot of nerve to mention such a thing while I'm drinking.

Aoi: I'm sorry, I just had to.

Kuroda: … Well, it's my own fault for making that mistake.

Aoi: I never thought I would see the real Kuroda-san… It was a bit unexpected.

Kuroda: I've never showed that to anyone beside Katsushika.

Aoi: I was happy to see a new side of you, Kuroda-san. You're always strict, but you also recognize Van Gogh-kun… I thought you were very friendly.

Kuroda: Yeah, because I'm not always the friendliest person in the world. One could be forgiven for thinking that.

Aoi: I-I'm sorry… I didn't mean it that way…

Kuroda: … I know. Because you're not the kind of person to be sarcastic.

Although, I never thought I would get drunk in front of someone again… Perhaps I've been buoyant ever since I remembered the joy of honing my skills as an artist. This is your fault too.

Aoi: Huh?

Kuroda: Coming to this museum made me believe in my own potential and reminded me of the joy of painting.

Kuroda: … Director-kun. That's all thanks to you, I guess.

Aoi: Kuroda-san…?

(H-He's close I could almost touch him…)

Kuroda: Come to think of it, I've never had a drink with you. Would you like a drink?

Aoi: No, I…

Kuroda: … Just kidding. As I said, I don't drink anymore, either. I don't want you to… No more… I can't show you…

…

Aoi: Kuroda-san?

Kuroda: …

Aoi: (He fell asleep…)

... I never thought I would be thanked by Kuroda-san.

(At first we had him here as a teacher for Van Gogh-kun… I'm so glad that Kuroda-san himself has started to take up the brush again.)

Oh, I remember there was a blanket someone had left behind. I'll put it on so he won't catch a cold.

Kuroda: Mmmh… Here you need more… Colors, layered…

Aoi: (Is he dreaming of painting?)

... I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Kuroda-san.

³: the word used here is うみゃー (umyā), which means "delicious" in the Nagoya dialect (decided to translate it as "delishous" to make it sounds different than the usual word). I honestly don't know if this word is also used in the Kyushu dialect Kuroda is speaking, since Nagoya is in Honshu… Dude so drunk he can speak all the dialects.

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