#i wasn't quite as invested in silver

[gideonisms]

that said (s ilver in the wood spoilers follow) tobias is stronger than me I'd have let the evil ghost of my ex eat that man if it meant I could stay in my house with my cat and my dryad bestie

#i mean to some degree it was the point that tobias can't stay in the wood forever and has to go be a human among other humans #but the wood was so beautifully described and i loved bramble as a character #i wasn't quite as invested in silver #the romance was sweet but i'm not convinced it's any sort of endgame for tobias and i'd be a little annoyed #if i had a crush on a guy and then he took my forest and my dryad bestie! and i had to go live in society with his mother instead #hunting things like the creature i used to be #i mean it's kind of a bad deal! #sff book club

[yandere-kittee]

Yandere! Malleus x Gn! Reader

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Note: I strictly believe that Malleus has everything that it takes to be a yandere, so here are my thoughts on this:3

❦warnings: Yandere behavior, kidnapping, drugging(like using magic to make you fall unconscious),

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Malleus finds it hard to grow closer to other people, except for the few people he is already close with, he swears he's not all that scary he plays out to be, He's just very tall and intimidating, that much people know, but once you grew closer to him without knowing who he was at first, Malleus was happy to talk with someone who wasn't Lillia, Sebek or Silver.

He loved the way you would listen to him, getting so invested and adding little comments of your own here and there, his admiration for you increased after his identity was revealed, you didn't care, in your eyes he was still the same Hornton to you.

Malleus later realized that he wasn't all that fond with sharing, not when he could see the way Ace was draping his arm over your shoulders and how close the two of you were, he found it hard to contain himself.

He tries not to be selfish and seek your attention out for himself, so he makes the most out of the moments he is with you, walking closer to you, the brief longing touches, and just staring at you whenever you're not looking.

Lillia is not blind, he's lived enough years to know the meaning behind the look that Malleus gives you, he's very aware of Malleus' growing feelings for you and encourages Malleus, even helping him to get closer to you.

He's Malleus' wingman in love, he gives Malleus advice to make you his, "It's best to claim them now before anyone else can. " He had advised.

Malleus would do just that, he wanted to begin courting you officially, gifting you gifts that he find would suit you, especially if it's shiny, he seems to smile even wider when you accept it from him and hold it with such gentle care, when he comes into your room in the future and sees the gifts he's given to you displayed on your shelves he'd feel giddy at the sight.

Just imagining of you thinking of him whenever you lay your eyes on the gifts. When the prospect of you having suitors aside from him, he can't seem to blame you for you are just so irresistible and perfect in his eyes, he eliminates any potential threats to your growing relation ship, passing them all of as accidents.

Though, whenever he's with you, and he can't seem to eliminate them himself, he orders Sebek and Silver to go after them themselves, not wanting to disturb whatever the two of you had going on.

Although Sebek may be quite hesitant and very unaccepting at the fact that Malleus wants you to be his, he will not let his Master be sad or have someone else take what belongs to his master rightfully, so he does everything he his told with the pride as Malleus' guard, protecting his relationship.

Silver doesn't seem to be very bothered, he doesn't inherently agree to what's happening because of his morals, but Malleus was his Master and Lillia seemed to be all in on it, even Sebek who seemed so reluctant was doing everything to bring the two of you together, so he would just shrug and do what he's told.

Now, what manifests/testers his yandere side more is after being told that there's a possibility of you finally finding a way back home through Crowley, why would you need to go back home when home was where ever he was?

Why we're trying to get away from your future spouse? Did he do something wrong? Was it all not enough?

He didn't understand, but he tried to, when he asked you if you really were going to leave, you had explained that you had to go back to your family and friends, you needed to be back home!

...

"Silly child of man, whatever do you mean? You are home. " he said with an innocent smile, you we're about to ask him a question but your vision seemed to turn black after that.

Before you could fall to the ground, Malleus had catches you, wrapping his arms around you, your unconscious body leaning against his steady and calm figure.

He had picked you up in his arms and brought you back to his dorm and trapped you into his room, once he graduates this year, he'll take you back to Briar valley and even introduce you to his grandmother and announce you as his future spouse.

"Don't worry child of man, you are safe with me, and you will have everything you could ever want be given to you. Including my heart. "

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I don't know man, did I cook a little too hard with this one?

Anyways! I just started posting again cause I was voted:P Might post again in the next blue moon!

ALSO I DID NOT NOTICE I FINALLY HIT 417 FOLLOWERS??? THAT'S INSANE I LOVE YOU GUYS SM💙💙💙

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#yandere #yandere x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #yandere blog #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #twst malleus #Twst #yandere malleus draconia

[dollfaced-erin]

Ngl the sugar daddy jing yuan reader fic lowkey intrigues me, like why did Jing Yuan resort to something as finding a sugar baby? Was he stressed over something as well? A relationship problem? Was he that lonely?? I feel it would be nice to explore!

i love this request. it took me a while to find the right songs and good scenarios, but i got you covered, bby ! I MIGHT NAME THIS SERIES THO ! it's a WIP obv unless until i finish the main storyline and will take longer time to accommodate to unlike the main story (and that one already takes an eternity) do enjoy the treat !

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𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊 ! : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ , ᴊɪɴɢ ʏᴜᴀɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ , ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴄʀᴀᴅʟᴇ

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 ! :

ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ , ᵃⁿˣⁱᵉᵗʸ , ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵉˡᶠ ʰᵃʳᵐ , ᶜᵒ���ᶠᵒʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ, EXTRA LONG.

Another day...another report.

Scratch that. There were hundreds of reports on his desk as is. And they were piling as time grew on. Not like it would ever stop. They just kept adding up, accumulating like the spam emails in his iMac monitor before him.

And his secretary was of no help either. Sure, she did her work mighty fine ! Being on time, punctual, taking all the calls and planning his meeting and fixing up his schedule. But that makes him feel more annoyed than ever.

She's just too punctual. And she expects him to be like that too.

She was always rushing him to do his work, always nagging him on and on to pay attention to the business proposals, to look over the reports, remind him again and again that he had lunch with the Lead Researcher from that growing Space Research Centre built under the name of one of the most well-known geniuses known to mankind.

Herta's Space Research Centre...and her Lead Researcher who was currently managing the Centre on her own... Asta...

What time was the meeting again...?

"Remember ! You have a meeting with Lady Asta from the research center at 2pm this afternoon ! Don't be late ! It's a crucial investment !" He heard Fu Xuan's voice ring in his mind.

Oh...2pm. He had time before that.

He sighed in his chair, leaning back into his leather chair as he ran a hand through his messy silver hair. Lazy golden eyes glanced at the time showed on the standby mode on his monitor...

"1 : 45..." he read aloud, his voice carrying his lazy tone through the silent room.

He thought about it.

1 : 45 ?!?!

He never bolted out of his seat faster than he ever had before.

"Hahaha !" The man laughed as Jing Yuan retold the tale of the earlier day. A hand landed on his back, slapping it playfully as his friend found humor in his troubles.

"Don't laugh, asshole." Jing Yuan said, a frown of frustration on his lips. But it slowly curled up into one of amusement seeing his friend like this.

"You're really finding my concerns entertaining, don't you ?"

"Sorry, sorry. My bad." The man said, raising his cup of alcoholic beverage to his lips, sipping it elegantly.

"But then, what happened ? You rushed out of your building to the meeting place. Did you see Lady Asta ?" Blade asked, looking at his friend with a smirk on his lips.

"Oh, you bet. I found her as soon as I got there. But fortunately for me, she had just arrived herself. So, I wasn't too late, nor did I make her wait." Jing Yuan said with a relieved sigh.

The two were meeting up in quite the high-class bar. Somewhere that had classical music playing, dim lighting, expensive drinks of the finest quality, quiet chatter and the clinking of glasses and extravagant attire. It wasn't your average bar. Heck, there were barely any ruthless drunkards in places like this, those who caused ruckus when they drank too much.

"But Fu Xuan, that girl..." he pondered, shaking his head at the mention of his secretary. "She really needs to learn how to loosen up and stop asking me day after day when will I hand my company over to her."

"Oh ? She's blatantly asking you to make her the heir to the corporation ? Very...brazen, of her." Blade said with a furrow of his brows and nodded his head.

"It doesn't get any easier, Blade. Believe me." Jing Yuan sighed.

It was just another day in his life. He was the CEO of one of the top companies in the country, or even the world ! The Xianzhou Alliance was branched into 6 franchises under one brand, though usually known individually. Fanghu, Luofu, Zhuming, Xuling, Yaoqing, and Yuque.

And Jing Yuan just happened to be the CEO of the Luofu branch, also being the youngest and one of longest reigning ones at that. Not only that, he was known for his good looks, his intellect and gentlemanly manners.

Blade just happened to be his friend from college and was the main mechanical engineers for the bigger productions of the company, building his name to be known far and wide for a man as young as him. He was known as Yingxing, formerly. A nerdy young man that loved art.

But after a certain incident, he dyed his hair black and changed his alias to Blade before joining a group of debt collectors that made quite the name for themselves.

The Stellaron Hunters.

Jing Yuan sighed, raising a hand at the bartender for another glass of bourbon. He needed a little more liquor to forget the tension that night.

"So, of course the meeting didn't end there, right ? I heard that Herta was planning on opening a university to give opportunities to more...brilliant minds. Perhaps they wanted to collaborate with the Intelligentsia Guild ? Heard they too opened up a new university recently." Blade asked, pouring another glass of Koshu sake for himself.

He wasn't too much of a fan of the harder liquors. He loved to savor his drinks and take his time relishing in the bitter taste. Like the little things around him. He loved to watch drama unfold, especially if he wasn't involved in it.

Even better if he was the cause behind it.

But he wouldn't do that to Jing Yuan. His dude needed a break. Especially since they have known each other for a couple of years now.

"Yeah." Jing Yuan said, nodding his head at his friend. "I suppose you could put it that way. Lady Asta wanted to meet up to ask about the funding for the research in the space station. Now that you mention it, I think she also said something about investing for the university ?"

"I don't know anymore, Blade..." Jing Yuan sighed, hand over his eyes. "After that meeting i came back to more papers and reports. Then tomorrow, the meetings and the negotiations...the business proposals, photoshoots and interviews and not to mention the stalkers recently. Fu Xuan is literally gonna snag my ass one day if she really thinks I'm as incompetent as I look, I swear to the Aeons..."

He let out a tired chuckle, leaning over and setting his elbow on the table. His friend looked at him worriedly, knowing that it might not sound like much, but for Jing Yuan to openly admit his problems like this...

"Why don't you ask her to loosen up your schedule ?" Blade asked him softly, a hand on Jing Yuan's back.

"And listen to her lecture me about time management ? I'd save at the very least 2 hours of my time reading reports." He chuckled dryly, shaking his head and pulled his hand away from his eyes.

"That's not gonna work, Blade. She'll say I have nothing better to do in my time anyway...I go home with those uncompleted documents but I still have to keep thinking how I'm going to arrange my thoughts for tomorrow."

Then they heard a small commotion. There was a man slamming his hand onto the table, and a young lady before him. She looked firm and resolute, not even flinching as the man before her expressed his distaste and anger to her.

"For the last time, I'm saying no. I told you, I don't have the money for it !" The young lady said calmly, her hands spread in front of her to exaggerate her point.

"You brought me here, and then expect me to sign up for Herta's Space Research school to study biotechnology under Madam Ruan Mei ? Do you have any idea how crazy the fees will be ?" The girl asked again, folding her arms over her chest as she merely glared at the man that stood in anger before her.

"Plus you know that I'm already struggling with fees in the Yaoqing Academy is already crazy enough. And that's with scholarship. I'd then have to pay Yaoqing for stopping halfway and my scholarship, then pay the registration fees of Herta's school."

"Imagine having to go to some prestigious, preppy place filled with studying, that I don't even have time to go work to buy myself dinner." The lady stressed with a shake of her head.

"But this is your opportunity !"

"I...I cant afford it..." she admitted softly.

Jing Yuan's gaze softened as he looked at this troubled lady. He wished he could help, watching her being pressured like this. But he wasn't a charity... if he helped her, many more would come to him for the same reason...

But it was a waste that a beautiful young lady like her didn't get the opportunity she deserved. She looked like she was well-versed in studying, and going to Herta's university would secure her a bright future working with the Intelligentsia Guild, or Herta's Space Station or the research facility, or even the IPC !

"I cant keep dating someone who doesn't have standards, (Y/n). My family will look down on me ! And I'm always paying for you when we go on dates, you never spend for me !" The man said with anger present in his tone. Then the young lady before him bit her bottom lip, her eyes trailing off somewhere else.

"Wh-what did you expect from dating me ? You know I'm poor. I work part time at a cafe, juggling assignments, bills and chores. I...I cant always have the luxury of spoiling you ! And you yourself wanted to go on dates, promising me that you'll handle the bill." The lady said, tears in her bright eyes.

"Or not you'll never go on dates with me !" The boyfriend exclaimed, making the girl, (Y/n), feel even guiltier.

Then he slammed his hand again on the table. "Enough ! We're over. I cant keep dating a leech who'd do nothing to improve her life even when there's a path !"

Then the man stormed off, leaving the lady alone and humiliated in the middle of the expensive bar with all eyes on her. She didn't care about that, she was mainly troubled on the fact that she'd have to cover the bills herself...

'How interesting...' Jing Yuan thought to himself as he looked at the pitiful lover.

She was a beautiful young lady, perhaps around 22 years old ? She seemed pretty young. Perhaps she's in the middle of pursuing a degree ? To change majors means she must be pretty early into the registration. Foundation, perhaps...

She looked very ordinary, unlike the others in this bar. She had beautiful (h/c) hair, the brightest (e/c) eyes that shone under the warm lights of the bar. But she looked tired. She was broke. Wallet, and heart.

Jing Yuan couldn't hold back anymore. He didn't like seeing a young woman as innocent as hardworking as her getting dumped just because she didn't have the money. What kind of asshole does that, anyway ?!

Jing Yuan got up from his place, ignoring Blade's voice of questions as he walked over to the young woman who sat alone.

"(Y/n), right ?" Jing Yuan asked, and she looked up, those bright (e/c) eyes, glistening with tears as she sadly looked into his warm honey eyes.

(Y/n) seemed startled and quickly wiped her eyes. "Yes, th-that's me." She said, nodding her head.

"See, I don't do this often, but..." Jing Yuan started as he sat before her. "I'm quite certain the entire establishment heard what happened between you and...well...your...ex lover...?"

He grimaced a little at the word 'ex', knowing it must still be a touchy subject for her. But she didn't seem to mind and just nodded her head.

"Yeah, I saw this coming, obviously." (Y/n) said with a light chuckle. "I knew we weren't going to work out. But he was persistent, constantly egging me on and on to date him, that one day I just said yes."

"Well, it seems like you're going through a rough patch, and I know you just want to head home and sleep it off. So, I want to help you out." Jing Yuan said, taking the bill on the table and reading out the receipt list.

"Let me pay for tonight."

(Y/n)'s eyes widened as she looked at him, blinking owlishly as she heard his offer. This...this random man was willing to pay for the receipt ? The orders she didn't even indulge in ? She felt guilt eating away at her stomach, making her fidget in her seat.

But what choice did she have...?

That's right. She didn't.

So she nodded her head.

"Wow, didn't know you could be quite the gentleman, oh CEO Jing Yuan." Blade said as his friend came back after seeing off the woman named (Y/n).

Jing Yuan nodded his head, feeling a light blush dust his cheeks from the teasing manner of his friend. But he brushed it aside quickly, composing himself to wish away the blush as quickly as it came.

"I just couldn't leave her there. It would be quite...distasteful." Jing Yuan said, taking his seat back next to Blade.

"Mm...but she was quite the catch, wasn't she ? Too bad she ended up with a sorry excuse as a boyfriend as him." Blade said with a laugh, his Adam's apple bobbing as his voice rumbled.

"She was indeed beautiful, yes." Jing Yuan said softly, nodding his head as he reminded himself of the young woman. "It was funny how she didn't even recognize who I am. Most young women would."

He caught Blade smirking at him at which he quickly composed himself with a fake smug smile back on his lips.

"Anyway..." Jing Yuan said, looking at Blade with raised eyebrows. "How are things with you and...Dan Jia ?"

Blade immediately was caught off guard with the question, his pale face dusted with a red blush that went all the way up to his ears. Dan Jia was one of the heirs to a multi-billion organization that was partnered with the Xianzhou Alliance, more known towards their love of arts and entertainment.

And Dan Jia was the woman that had loved him before and after his change. The only person who understood and still stood by him no matter, and it wasn't like any one could oppose her, anyway.

"A-ahem...Dan Jia and I..." Blade stuttered, turning away for a moment as he slowly sipped at his drink.

"We...got engaged." The male said and Jing Yuan glared at him.

"And you didn't even tell me ?" "I was going to when you were in a more chill mood ! Don't blame me trying to be considerate of your feelings !"

Then Blade got an idea. He smiled widely, looking at his friend before uncharacteristically clapping his hands, something he did when he had a mind-blowing revolutionary thought. Usually it meant good news for the company, or friends, so Jing Yuan was very intrigued to hear.

"How about you find a lover ?" Blade asked with a pat on Jing Yuan's back.

Jing Yuan had never heard a solution so stupid from this former engineer before. He sighed, and slapped a hand onto his forehead.

"No no, hear me out for real here." Blade said, trying to pull back Jing Yuan's interest. "If Fu Xuan says that you have nothing to do in your free time, find someone that can act as something to fill in time you need. You cant put hobbies, because hobbies are meant to be something to be done in your free time."

"But what if you had a commitment ?"

Then Jing Yuan looked at Blade like he made the best idea ever. That actually made so much sense ! But...

"What if I get even more stressed from it ?" Jing Yuan asked, looking at Blade.

"Based on the trends right now, students are more frequently found on dating sites, and you could start from there. Give Fu Xuan some reasons to throw her off the scent and make sure she doesn't schedule every second you manage to breathe in the aircon of your private office." Blade explained again, his hands making and tracing gestures onto the surface of the bar top.

'Students, huh...? Perhaps...he might even...' Jing Yuan wondered.

"You mean, be a sugar daddy ?" Jing Yuan asked with a raise of his eyebrow, and his friend laughed.

"Not necessarily." Blade said. "Give it a feel, take on a few blind dates. You have nothing to lose. If it doesn't work out, tell it straight, then proceed to leave."

"You know how happy I am with Dan Jia. Perhaps it's also time for you to find someone too, Jing Yuan."

So he followed the advice of his friend. Blade was right, he didn't have much to lose if he played his cards right and used his professionalism right.

He downloaded the dating app. And to make things look a little easier to filter the horny, money-hungry women who never left a shred of decency on their profiles, he put on the status of 'CEO. In need of a sugar baby, willing to spend time with me.'

He kept swiping left, left and left. The ones he swiped right on were also just as unsavory, so he kept searching. Until he saw this one account he felt drawn to.

And swiped right.

After a bit of talking, they decided to meet up at a student friendly cafe as to not pressure her. He was feeling quite peppy about it, a light blush of happiness on his cheeks as his feet tapped impatiently on the wooden floors of the cozy cafe.

He made sure to dress casually, a mere dark grey sweater and a pair of white slacks. His hair was still in it's usual messy style, but he tried to make himself look a little presentable, tying it up into a ponytail. It was still messy, but he tried.

He was meeting up with a young lady who was a student in need of help for her tuition loans and apartment bills she couldn't handle on her own. But though she reached out to him, she was often times hesitant to find a 'sugar daddy'.

His heart was pounding in his chest. He never felt this excited before. It had been long since they started talking and she was finally comfortable with meeting him after so many times of denying.

Then he saw her. The girl he was waiting for, shyly enter the cafe with reddened cheeks as she tucked back her (h/c) hair that fell over her face from lowering her gaze so much.

"M-Mr. Jing Yuan..." She greeted as she pulled the seat before him.

"Miss (Y/n). What a pleasure."

He had been searching for her all this while, and he finally found her.

#dragon's cradle #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr x you #hsr #hsr jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #hsr jing yuan x you #hsr jing yuan #jing yuan #dollhouse mailbox

[hisokakissmeplz]

Omg ive genuinly had this is my mind for too long but IMAGINEEE JUST IMAGINE where succubus!reader meets hisoka cause she feels his strong aura and energy thinking its gonna be easy an easy target BUT THEN when the succubus!reader teleports in his room at night to gain energy from him, succubus!reader ends up getting her energy decreased by alot since yk succubus only gains energy when they dominate but we all know hisoka aint playin around so the succubus!reader ends up getting dominated by hisoka instead untill they have completely run out of energy and begging from overstim

THIS IS ALOT LONGER THAN I EXPECTED BUT IF YOU DECIDE TO DO IT TYSMMM AND IF YOU DONT THATS FINE TY FOR READING ANYWAYS ‼️🩷

Omg yay

Also sorry this is so late I low-key forgot about it

You were a succubus. An awful one at that. Downright mean and evil.

Always trying to manipulate and use every man you saw. You had to for energy, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't take any pleasure from it. And not just sexually, there was a certain thrill about taking them down and having them at your whim. It did get boring after a while, one man, one same routine round, but it was all you knew.

This time, you decided to go stalking for your next prey at the local arena. It was a real showy place, Heaven's Arena. Cute.

There were strong, body builder type fighters everywhere. Just waiting for you to come and dominante their energy away.

You heard over the intercom a fight that was set up for tonight, a big one at that, some reigning champ or whatever. Might as well go, you thought, what were you doing here anyways if you didn't check out a fight or two.

You reserved yourself a room, thanking the sweet girl behind the counter as she handed you the key.

You prettied yourself up before the fight, hoping to find someone while you were out. You weren't too tired, not yet, but it did help to always have an energy source.

You waited for the fight to begin, sitting near the front row, the guy beside you practically drooling over himself. He wasn't anything special but he was already begging you to dominate him so it was something.

The announcer began calling out the names of the fighters, lights, fire, and the big booms. The crowd cheered and hollered watching them come out on stage. You watched as an interesting, older looking man stepped out, his hair long and white, his clothes looked quite flashy with gold and silver and other shiny metals.

The other man stepped out. His hair was bright red and his eyes a shiny gold. Your eyes taking him in, desperately, like you couldn't see enough of him. His attire was jokerish, his long arms and tall silhouette emerging from the smoke. God he was beautiful. You had to have him.

You watched eagerly as the fight began. You heard the announcer call out different hits, most of which were by the red haired man. He moved so fast, his aura enveloping him and the other fighter. You could feel his energy, powerful and lustful, he was the perfect victim for you. Totally forgetting about the guy beside you, you were on the edge of your seat.

"WAIT!"

The other fighter called out, stopping the red haired man's next attack.

The announcer hollered about it over the intercom, but you were too invested in what you were seeing. The other fighter held his hands up, surrendering, his eyes pleading from his bruised and bloody face.

The announcer called off the fight, awarding the red haired man with the win. Although, he didn't seem pleased, more dissatisfied, like he was disgusted. He won the fight, why was he unhappy? Honestly didn't matter, you were already on your way to introduce yourself to your latest victim.

"You must be Hisoka." You said cheerful, asserted a seductive demeanour with the sway of your hips.

"Ah, yes." He turned around, letting his eyes drift down over your body, before making eye contact. "What can I do for you?"

His voice was like honey, thick and sweet. You could feel his lustful energy growing, easy target. He was already begging.

"I just wanted to introduce myself," You smiled at him, flipping your hair and licking your lips while talking with him. "I'm a big fan."

You let your voice slip into a more flirtatious tone, sticking out one of your hands delicatly.

He took your hand, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles.

"Always nice to meet a fan." He held your hand in his a moment longer before letting go and turning away to leave. "Bye, bye."

Although he was walking away, you could still feel his strong energy. Something about it, the aura, pooling at your core.

You knew he would be easy prey, you could tell just how eager he would be for you, just from his aura. You could probably get a lot of energy from him, more than you really needed.

That night, you laid in your bed at the arena waiting. Checking the time once again you decided that now was a good enough time as any.

Standing up, adjusting your short red dress, and fixing your hair, you prepare yourself.

Appearing now in Hisoka's room, you could hear the shower running and decided to make yourself comfortable. You sat down in the bed, kicking off your heels and letting you dress ride up a bit as you waited.

Not much longer you heard the shower shut off, not sure why you were getting so excited over just another victim. You watched as he stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair with the towel before wrapping it around his waist.

As he turned the corner of his room his eyes lit up with surprise only briefly, his face never showing it.

"Oh~" he only barely acknowledged you sitting in the bed, still you persisted, as he went about his room. "Usually I'm more prepared for guests."

"That's quite alright, sorry if I'm being too forward but," you played out your same, tired routine. Blah blah blah You're just so tempting blah blah blah.

Except this time, he interrupted.

"Don't be sorry, I prefer my women a little more forward." He came up to you, resting his hands on either side of you on the bed. "It's more fun that way."

God he was already puddy in your hands.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him a little closer, leaning in to his ear to whisper.

"How about I show you how forward I can be?" You flipped him over, and straddling his lap on the bed.

He let out a groan at the sudden motion and the feeling of you rubbing against him with only the towel around his waist between you.

He quickly recovered, supporting himself on his elbows and looking up at you. He smirked at you before speaking his his soft, honey like voice.

"As much fun as that sounds," his hand ran up your body and to your hands, rather intimate and sweet, like he was holding your hands. "I think I'll be taking charge."

He let go of your hands and made a small jerking motion. Within a blink of the eye, your hands were stuck to the headboard above you and you were now on your back.

Fucking Bungee gum.

He started first on your thighs, leaving big purple marks all over them before moving to your cunt.

His hands made their way to your hips, pulling you closer onto his face. All you could do was moan when his mouth made contact.

God he was so skilled with his tongue, sliding over your vulva up to your clit again and again before diving in to your sopping hole and slowly running his tongue over your gummy walls before pulling away and blowing on you softly. The cold air making you shiver, you can't help but moan out his name when you see the string of saliva connecting him to your wet cunt.

He must've stayed down there for hours, and all you could do was whine and struggle against your binds as he overstimulated your sensitive pussy.

Yours hands tugged his hair with every movement of his tongue on you, earning a groan from him each time. The vibration of his moans felt so nice against your sloppy lips.

"Hiso-Hisoka please!"

He didn't stop, his mouth didn't even break away from your cunt as he spoke.

"I know, I know."

He sound so soft and comforting, you wouldn't have been able to tell he was violently eating you out if it wasn't for the the muffle of you against his lips.

You knew if he didn't stop you'd pass out soon for m exhaustion, but that was so far away from you right now as you begged for more.

Don't worry though, he'll let you make up that lost energy in the mornings ng when you ride him.

#hisoka morow #hisoka #hisoka morrow x reader #hunter x hunter #hisoka hxh #hisoka morrow #hisoka hunter x hunter #hisoka hcs #hisoka x reader #hisoka smut #hisoka fluff #hisoillu #sub hisoka #Hunter x hunter

[mama-qwerty]

Little and Broken

This started as a little Shortie for an ask from @wingsofthesun and instead turned into THIS.

~~~~~~~~~~

Eclipse pressed himself flat against the wall as he peered into the living room. The lightbox (teevee Silver called it) was on, and colorful images flashed across the screen.

Silver and the human woman sat on the couch, with the hedgehog snuggled up close to his mother. Her hands ran absently through his quills, and every now and then he would turn his nose to nuzzle against her side.

At first, Eclipse wasn't interested. They watched that teevee almost every night, sometimes laughing at what they saw, sometimes crying, sometimes cheering. He didn't understand--they were just some sort of transmission. He'd seen similar ones on the Comet--feeds of various planets the Black Arms were studying to destroy more effectively. (Even though they were the strongest warriors in the galaxy, they still didn't want to waste effort and energy in an attack that could be won in a simpler way.)

He didn't get the appeal. Or how they could become so invested and reactionary to the images. It seemed silly.

The darkling had stayed in his little closet, trying to ignore the noise from the other room as he napped. But then, certain bits of dialogue came to him, and his curiosity got the better of him.

"Monstrosity? What you see before you, is the first of a new species. I call it, Experiment 626."

Eclipse's brow furrowed. He poked his head out through the blanket acting as the door to his 'room'.

"He is bulletproof, fireproof, and can think faster than super computer. He can see in the dark, and move objects 3000 times his size. His only instinct, to destroy everything he touches!"

The darkling crawled out from his hidey hole, making his way to the archway between the kitchen and living room. This was sounding interesting. It sounded a lot like him! A creature created to be a fierce warrior! To be strong and capable and formidable and--

"So it IS a monster."

That stopped him in his tracks. Monster? No, he was created to be the best parts of the Black Arms. This, well, whatever it was on the teevee was also created to be strong, to be a warrior. That's not a monster.

Eclipse slid against the wall, being careful to stay out of sight as he watched the events on the screen.

"And as for that abomination, it is the flawed product of a deranged mind. It has no place among us."

"The council has banished you to exile, on a desert asteroid."

That word made Eclipse's heart clench. He wasn't quite sure why he was on this backward mudball of a planet, but he'd always thought it was for some secret mission. Some valuable scouting mission for his father, the great and powerful Black Doom. It's what helped him keep his sanity in those early days.

But late at night, he thought of that word. Banished. And part of him whispered that that's really what happened. He'd failed his father one time too many, and now he was sent away. Banished to die alone on this pathetic planet, full of pathetic humans.

He tried to push that thought away.

On the teevee, Experiment 626 managed to escape. Eclipse watched with wide eyes as the ship he stole headed toward Earth.

~X~X~X~

"This is you. This is your badness level. It's unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that."

Eclipse wrinkled his muzzle. Experimen--Stitch, wasn't bad. That was how he was created! It was just who he was. Changing him meant making him be a different person. That wasn't fair. That wasn't right.

He didn't like the humans in this transmission. Not at all.

~X~X~X~

"Look at him Lilo, he's obviously mutated from something else. We have to take him back.”

“He was an orphan and we adopted him! What about ohana??”

“He hasn’t been here that long!”

“Neither have I! . . . . Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind, or forgotten.”

Silver laughed at this part, pointing to the teevee.

“Look! That’s just like what happened with us when Eclipse came!”

The woman laughed a little, nodding. “Yeah, that’s kinda the gist of it, isn’t it? You were all about keeping him and I, well, needed a little convincing, didn’t I?”

“You were just mad because he bit you.”

“Oh, and that was so unreasonable!”

The two laughed a little more, and Eclipse looked on from his hidden spot near the archway.

The hedgehog was right. That was very similar to how it played out. To be fair, the darkling still wasn’t completely sold on the idea of staying here. His arm was healed, but the weather was getting colder outside. He’d never survive without shelter. And the human had welcomed . . . well, accepted him into her home without any demands for repayment or compensation. Sure, he couldn’t fight or hurt anyone, but that was a small price to pay for warm shelter and a full belly, right?

That word kept repeating through his head, though. Ohana. The older human in the transmission didn’t seem to want to keep Stitch, but the little one was insistent they did. Because of ohana. Family. She saw Stitch as family, even though he caused trouble, and had only been there for a short time.

His eyes wandered to the couch. Silver was like that. He had wanted to help Eclipse from that very first night he’d appeared, trying to snatch food from their trash. And the hedgehog was so happy to have Eclipse here now.

But the woman wasn’t as sold. Just like the one in the transmission. She was more wary of Eclipse. She was more interested in taking care of Silver, like the one in the teevee was all about caring for her sister. They were just the same.

It was strange how similar it was.

~X~X~X~

“This little girl is wasting her time. 626 cannot be taught to ignore its destructive programming.”

“This is interesting. 626 was designed to be a monster, but now, there’s nothing to destroy. You see, I never gave him a greater purpose. What must it be like to have . . . nothing? Not even memories to visit in the middle of the night.”

Eclipse stared at the teevee with wide eyes. Was that . . . was that like him? He had been created as the Black Arms’ greatest weapon. A prince to the most dangerous and destructive race the galaxy has ever known. His entire life, since he was hatched, has been dedicated to fighting, destroying, being stronger and better than everyone and every thing else.

But on this planet, he didn’t have to fight. He didn’t have to destroy. He didn’t have to earn his right to exist, or suffer the consequences of failure.

He was still allowed to stay here, even if he didn’t prove his strength. He was still allowed to eat, without having to fight others for the barest morsel.

But if he didn’t do what he was created for, what did that make him?

The only difference was, Eclipse did have memories. But they weren’t exactly the type he wanted to visit in the middle of the night. Because they hurt. And were scary. And reminded him of just how much of a failure he was.

~X~X~X~

The humans were on the beach. Riding some sort of boards on the waves in the water. They laughed and had fun together. Stitch watched them.

Eclipse watched, too. His gold-on-black eyes flicked to the couch, where Silver and the woman sat. Silver leaned closer, and the woman reached down to pull him closer, wrapping her arms around him tightly. She rested her chin on the top of his head, and a smile curled the hedgehog’s lips.

Stitch reached for the little human. Wanting to be included. Risking a return to his greatest weakness. Just to be part of their family.

The darkling stared.

~X~X~X~

“I hear you cry at night. Do you dream about them? I know that’s why you wreck things, and push me.”

“Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. But, if you want, you could be part of it. You could be our baby, and we could raise you to be good.”

“Ohana means family. And family means nobody gets left behind.”

“But if you wanna leave, you can.”

Anger stirred in the darkling. He hated this transmission. He shouldn’t be wasting his time watching this—he was a weapon, a warrior, and should have been spending every moment training to be stronger. Better. What did this transmission do to help him? Nothing. He should just head back to his closet and rest, so he can get up at first light and restart his training. He’d gone too long without it, and knew his father would have found that disgusting and unacceptable.

He should. It was what his father would want.

But he couldn’t move.

His eyes moved back to the teevee. And he hated himself for being so weak.

~X~X~X~

“L-l-lost.”

“I’m lost.”

Eclipse nearly ran into the room to break the teevee. He hated this. Something was stirring deep within him, and he didn’t know what it was, but it made him angry and sad and scared and his stomach twisted and clenched.

His eyes burned with tears and he grit his teeth to keep them away.

Weapons didn’t cry. Weapons didn’t feel sad or scared. Weapons fought. Weapons won.

The darkling clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming.

~X~X~X~

“Waiting.”

“For what?”

“Family.”

“Aaahh, you don’t have one. I made you.”

“M-maybe I could . . .”

“You’re built to destroy. You can never belong.”

That thing stirring inside Eclipse surged, and he swallowed down tears. Bit back sobs. He never should have started watching this transmission. It did something to him, and he couldn’t stop it, couldn’t control it.

The thought of breaking through the glass door and running off into the night flashed through his mind.

But he couldn’t.

~X~X~X~

A heartbreaking separation. An unlikely alliance. A daring rescue.

Stitch, this little monster, this abomination, this creature who was only created for destruction, became a hero. He found his family. Found his purpose. Found his place.

“This is my family. I found it, all on my own.”

“It’s little, a-and broken. But, still good.”

“Yeah. Still good.”

And now the feelings within Eclipse couldn’t be contained any longer. They churned inside, pushing their way out, whether he wanted them to or not. Tears rolled down his cheeks, soaking his muzzle and dripping onto the floor as he held his head. Sobs barked through his throat, and he scurried back to his closet, curling up with his tail wrapped around him.

Silver and the human appeared, identical looks of worry and shock on their faces.

“What’s wrong??” the hedgehog cried, his hands yanking on one of his long head spikes.

“I dunno.” The woman knelt in the doorway, looking like she wanted to touch him, but hesitant to do so. “Eclipse? What’s going on? Are you hurt?”

Worried. They were worried about him. They heard him crying and came running to make sure he was okay.

Both of them. Even the human.

He squeezed his eyes shut, curling up tighter.

“Go away!”

He wanted to scream it, bellow it, turn and lash out at them. How dare they. How dare they make him feel this way. He wasn’t supposed to feel. He was only supposed to hate. To conquer. He didn’t want to feel like he could relax, and be comfortable, and not worry about being beaten or starved or punished for not doing just the right thing.

Because that was wrong, all wrong. His entire life was about strength and fighting and being better and never, ever, ever disappointing his father, even though he seemed to do it all the time. Even when he tried his best. His best was never, ever, ever good enough.

“Hey,” the woman called, shifting to sit on her ankles. She glanced over at Silver and encouraged him to do the same. “Hey, shhh. Take a deep breath, okay?”

Why should he listen to her? She wasn’t his guardian. His caretaker. His m-mother. She was Silver’s and that’s it. She only cared about him, not Eclipse. She only begrudgingly allowed Eclipse to be in her home, taking care of him only out of obligation, because that’s what Silver wanted. She didn’t want him here. She didn’t care.

“C’mon, deep breath,” she said again, her voice soft and soothing. “Focus on that for me, okay?”

He didn’t want to. Every fiber of his being was screaming at him to just lash out—to slash and bite and punch and kick. He hated these feelings and wanted them gone.

But he found himself pulling a deep breath in, and letting it out slowly, following her lead. She smiled and said soothing words to him, continuing this slow breathing.

After a few more breaths, Eclipse’s tears slowed, and he uncurled, but kept himself in the furthest corner from them.

“Better?” she asked, a little smile on her lips. Eclipse turned away, but nodded once. “Good. Are you hurt?” He hesitated before shaking his head. “Okay, also good. Do you wanna talk about it?” Another head shake, this one more immediate. “Okay, that’s fine. You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable. But both Silver and I are here if you change your mind.”

Eclipse grunted in response. He wouldn’t change his mind. What could he say? The transmission they were watching made him feel things? How stupid. It was stupid.

“How about some ice cream?” Silver asked, flicking his amber eyes between Eclipse and his mother. “That always makes me feel better after I get upset.”

The darkling turned slightly, an eyebrow raised. He wasn’t much for the sweet foods Silver seemed to like, but ice cream was something he could tolerate. Even if it was cold. He gave the hedgehog a little nod.

“That’s an excellent idea, Bug,” the woman said, pushing herself to her feet. “C’mon kiddos. Ice cream makes everything better.”

Silver quickly followed after his mother, a big smile on his lips. Eclipse slowly crawled out of his closet, watching as they gathered bowls and spoons.

This world was nothing like his home on the Black Comet. These people were nothing like the Black Arms’ or Black Doom.

But maybe . . .

Maybe that was okay.

~~~

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[robsterskellington]

Hi....If you don't mind, can I ask, what are your top 10 (or top 7) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

Oh, boy. Okay, this will take a hot minute, but thank you, I appreciate the question. None of these are in order, they're just my favourites.

1. Bungou Stray Dogs- Confession: I grew up hating manga and anime because in high school, I had friends obsessed with them, and they tried forcing me to watch them and read them, then they got angry when I had no interest. But with BSD, my younger cousin just needed someone to talk to about it, and I wasn't about to be rude, especially when he made it sound so interesting! I got Covid and had to take some time off work, so I gave it a shot- the characters were interesting, the dialogue was hilarious and the story kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time. I caught up with the manga, and thankfully got into the franchise in time to watch seasons 4 and 5. I'm also working on a couple BSD fanfics with my cousin, they're just taking a while lol

2. Hollow Knight- I don't take recommendations for anything, like if someone tells me "You should watch ****", or "I recommend ****", my mind goes "Well, I know what I'm avoiding for the next several years!" Hollow Knight was a little different because my best friend spoke highly of it, and said that it would definitely be my kinda game. He was absolutely right, I have well over 550 hours on it, and I'm really good at the game. Still haven't beaten the Pantheon of Hallownest, though. The art is beautiful, the music is phenomenal, and I love the challenging Boss fights.

3. Sonic the Hedgehog- while I'm absolutely aware that a lot of the games are trash, the comics can be a bit of a mess, and the shows are... actually no, the shows are pretty good and I LOVED the movies, really looking forward to the third one. I binge watched Sonic Prime yesterday and loved it. But Sonic is what got me through high school, I love the fast paced gameplay, the stories were always interesting to me, and the characters were always able to make me smile, even on the worst days. Admittedly, though, I tend to like the games that people hated most: Sonic Unleashed would be my favourite Sonic game, because I loved the fast day stages, and I loved beating the everloving life out of enemies at nighttime. I enjoyed all the stupid glitches in 06, and I actually really liked playing as Silver because I had a better grip on his controls. Because I grew up playing on my DS the most, Rush, Rush Adventure, Colours DS and Chronicles were the Sonic games I played most, and Chronicles was easily my favourite, I liked the RPG style and the larger cast of characters to use.

4. Mario and Luigi/Paper Mario- since both of these are in the same franchise, I'll stick these two together, especially since I like them for near enough the same reasons. Each new villain that the games brought out always made me grin, I have a soft spot for both Fawful and Dimentio, though I love Antasma as well. The stories were really good, like Super Paper Mario made me cry quite a bit. I loved the RPG gameplay that most of these games had, I've always been great with my timing unless it's a Boss, in which case I always screw up somehow. The music is amazing, the stories are incredible and I love the humour. For both, my favourites would be Bowser's Inside Story and Super Paper Mario.

5. The Case Study of Vanitas- okay, so while BSD is absolutely my favourite anime, it wasn't the first one my cousin got me invested in, that would go to this one. The story was fascinating to me, I loved all the characters (except Moreau, he can die painfully, please), and it inspired another fic that my cousin and I wrote together. I enjoyed the character interactions and how much each of them grew in their own ways, as well as just how they all know how to do things while trusting each other. Does that make sense? Probably not, I'm ill and I'm rambling lol

6. The Nightmare Before Christmas- I never watched this movie until I was in college, and I only knew the basic premise because of Kingdom Hearts, but when an ex-friend of mine lent me her DVD of the movie, I was in love. The story was simple, but interesting. If I'd watched it as a child, Oogie Boogie would have absolutely scared the living daylights out of me, I still have a bit of a phobia of bugs and I can't understand why when they're relatively harmless where I live. This was the only Disney movie where I had actively learned to sing ALL of the songs. I haven't watched the movie in a while, so I should get back on that. Oh, and if anyone asks "Do you watch it on Halloween or Christmas?" The answer is both: it is both a Halloween and Christmas movie, though you could also watch it on Easter if you wanted to, just use the excuse that the Easter Bunny makes a brief cameo, making it an Easter movie for a few moments.

7. Five Nights at Freddy's- this was something a lot of my high school "friends" tried forcing me to like by making me play it without giving me any context, but I ended up liking on my own by watching YouTube videos in my own time away from them. I understand that the timeline is so convoluted that even MatPat seems to be struggling to make it all fit, but I've always found the overall mystery fascinating and the character designs are really cool. Springtrap used to make me more nervous than any of the Nightmare Animatronics, although that could just be the knowledge that the Nightmares are an illusion while Springtrap had a rotten corpse inside it. Obviously I know that the newer games are a bit more broken, but I still love them. After all, without Security Breach, we wouldn't have Sunny and Moon, and I'd argue that a few people on Tumblr's lives have gotten better from their existence alone.

8. Bendy and the Ink Machine/Bendy and the Dark Revival- this is the only series of horror games I can play without having a full on panic attack, so that gives it a few points. I'll ignore whatever nonsense is going on with the books and a will remain unnamed co-creator, because I am the sort of person who will separate a creation from creator. I won't let someone ruin something I love for any reason. Anyway, I always found that the premise was interesting, I liked the artstyle and loved the characters. The voice acting, character models and the little combat we had were all excellent. I do like how Dark Revival took the story, but I admit that I haven't played that yet, because I'm hoping it'll come out on the Switch eventually, since that's what I played Ink Machine on. Oh, and I'll be honest when I say that when the pandemic first started, I read a lot of the fanfics people created on this franchise, and it was because of them that I got this Tumblr account in the first place.

9. Kingdom Hearts- this was actually the first game I ever played on a console that wasn't handheld; my older half-brother came to stay with us when I was really young and he wanted to bond with me, so we played Kingdom Hearts together. I sorta remembered the game in college and watched all the games on YouTube before buying a PS4 with my first work paycheck and then buying the Final Mix games. Again, convoluted story, but I don't care. I love the characters, all the different worlds you can explore, how different the battle system is. I never played or watched any of the Final Fantasy games, so I don't know much about their characters, but Cloud has always interested me for some reason? Anyway, I loved the bond that Sora, Donald and Goofy (in that order), have together, and being able to watch them grow as friends and as a team, saving all the Disney worlds makes me feel like a child again.

10. Spy X Family- this anime, I actually did watch on my own, purely because I saw an ad for it and thought "This looks cute, let's see if it actually is!" And yes, it was. My cousin was so happy that I watched it because he wasn't sure if I'd like something relatively soft, compared to BSD, and I unintentionally got my best friend to watch it, when I talked to him about it. Now we're all looking forward to the new movie and new season! The characters are all quirky in their own ways, the story doesn't take itself too seriously while also fitting in dramatic moments and even some emotional ones. Anya is a precious cinnamon roll and literally everyone should protect her.

TL;DR, if I had to pick a top 10 things I like, in no particular order, it's Bungou Stray Dogs, Hollow Knight, Sonic the Hedgehog, Mario and Luigi/Paper Mario, The Case Study of Vanitas, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Five Nights at Freddy's, Bendy and the Ink Machine/Bendy and the Dark Revival, Kingdom Hearts, and Spy X Family.

Okay, thank you for that question and I'm so sorry if you regret asking because I have no idea how to shut up when I start lol

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[unclefungusthegoat]

So I've been thinking about THIS:

for like a whole day now, and it's got me like:

So here are my notes and questions and thoughts:

Gonna be long, going to put under a 'keep reading'

THE PEOPLE INVOLVED

Simon Mirren. He created Versailles, and him posting this image suggests that he's working on a project related to Versailles or the Louis XIV period of history.

'He's back'. The word 'back' here absolutely suggests a return of someone we're familiar with.

Alex Vlahos is INVESTED in whatever it is - suggesting 'HE' is Philippe. He liked the post and commented 'Makes you wonder why he ever went away'...

... and then David Wolstenscroft, the OTHER creator of Versailles, replied saying 'And how'.

This is so cryptic. They all know who 'he' is. Alex seems perhaps wistful, maybe about the end of the show and therefore the end of Philippe. 'And how'... I've no freaking idea what this means. How 'Philippe' went away? How he's come back?

How he went away... the show ended.

How he's come back... well I have a theory later.

This screenshot above is taken from Gabriella Petrillo's Twitter account - as you can see, Alex shared the pic to his Instagram story captioned 'Oh, who invited you?'

Which is in QUOTATION MARKS.

Meaning that this is either Philippe asking the audience, or a general character tagline for the project.

OTHER PEOPLE WHO LIKED THE PIC

Anna Brewster (Montespan), Sarah Winter (Louise de la Valliere), Raphael Roger Levy (The Masked Man in S1), and also Nicki Oebel who works with Alex as the second half of his film company Cowhouse Films

TAGGED NAMES

Tagged in this picture are:

ALEX VLAHOS (and his tag is directly on the man's head, which might not mean anything, but suggests it's him)

EVAN WILLIAMS (not him, Chevy is blond)

GEORGE BLAGDEN (the only other real candidate as to who this could be, but compared side by side to the Versailles promo photos, and with the lack of response from George, I doubt it)

STUART BOWMAN (too young to be him)

Also tagged: Versailles Series, MonChevy Love, Versailles fan club.

Bonus: Helen Mirren (Simon Mirren's aunt), Bella Thorne, both actors, and also Louis Vuitton Official and Harris Reed, both fashion houses/designers

THE IMAGE

OK, so lets assume this is meant to be Philippe.

COSTUME/HAIR

The jacket is the wrong style for 1600s Versailles. It's more 1700s, and the real Philippe died in 1701. The costume designers for the original show were METICULOUS in their choices and the way things were worn. Including COLOUR PALATTES. Every character had their own. And Philippe only wore white like this once... at the costume party in S1 E9 when he dressed identically to Louis. Generally, Philippe wore more grey and silver.

If the figure is Philippe, the hair is the right colour, but shorter, and also half up, which is not a style Philippe ever wore in the show. His hair was sleeker with much looser waves, whereas this man has quite thick hair.

LOCATION

I think the Chateau in the photo is Fontainebleau, where some of Versailles was filmed, but I can't find a direct parallel photo from the position 'Philippe' is standing in. However, Fontainebleau has lots of water near it, like in the photo. (And I also feel like I saw Alex visiting there on Instagram within the past few months but I don't know if my brain is playing tricks on me)

IS IT AI?

My sister pointed out the image could be AI generated and honestly? I agree. No hands on show, and the bottom of the sleeves look a bit weird. No location tagged either. Historical costume that isn't quite right for the period we're assuming it to be, or for Philippe's character, which wouldn't be inkeeping with the series' aesthetic.

Could definitely be AI.

REALITY CHECK

Versailles was the most expensive show Canal+ had ever produced. I think it still is. And a new series, or spinoff series, would be just as expensive to produce. This isn't Game of Thrones we're talking about. The show has its hardcore fans, but it wasn't exactly a household name, which studios would throw masses of money at to reboot.

The story of S3 of Versailles also ended in the early-mid 1680s, just as the cast were reaching the point where it seemed ludicrous that they all still looked so young. The cast are now all doing different projects, several have married and had children since. They've moved on with their lives. To think they'd all return to a reboot or spinoff show... is unlikely.

However...

SAINT CLOUD

Alex Vlahos tormented us all with this snippet of a 'Saint Cloud' concept trailer a couple of months ago. Saint Cloud was the name of Philippe's chateau, and his spinoff idea was always a MonChevy comedy show about their lives and debauchery and stuff at their home.

But let's face it, this whole thing feels unlikely, and more just like a bit of a fun idea than something that a studio would actually produce, and he's only just started writing a concept trailer...

BUT.

SPEAKING OF...

ALEX VLAHOS

I'm gonna do a whole section on Alex Vlahos, because there's no way he's not involved. He, in fact, announced something at the convention that gives me my biggest theory about what this is.

Alex is obviously a driving force for the Versailles fandom. He was a key figure at the conventions and at the con in May I went to, and on Instagram shortly after, he announced he is going to do a Versailles podcast next year. It'll be a 30 episode thing, one for each episode of the show, and he said he'll have guest stars to chat to... including other actors and the showrunners, Simon Mirren and David Wolstencroft.

So.

That is a CONFIRMED upcoming Versailles project.

And so this image?

MY THEORY

I'm running with the theory that it's is a promo image for Alex's Versailles podcast, possibly made with AI.

It would make sense.

It's something for the fans, hence the tagged accounts. It'll feature the tagged actors to talk about the show. It's not something that is going to cost a million euros to make, so is more realistic. It's not a long term commitment for actors who have other jobs now.

It shows a man who looks a bit like Philippe - looking back at the chateau, as if reminiscing about his time there... just as Alex is going to do on his podcast.

BUT'S

Of course, this is just my theory. If it is the case, the fact that this podcast had already been announced twice makes the mysterious nature of this pic/conversation weird. And the fact that it was Simon Mirren posting it first, not Alex Vlahos, would be weird too, although maybe it's just because it's going to be quite an 'official' thing, with the support of the showrunners.

But I digress.

Anyway, on a final note, I would VERY VERY VERY willing to be proven wrong, and have a Versailles S4 or a MonChevy spinoff happening, I might actually cry if it does hahahaha

#versailles #monchevy #alex vlahos #alexander vlahos #versailles series #philippe d'orleans #ngl I mostly wrote this out for me #so I could rid myself of the brain worms lmao #but feel free to add your theories/details #join meeeeeeeeeeee

[scentedsstuff]

Song of Silver, Flame like Night

By Amélie Wen Zhao

Rating: 2/5⭐️

This was a book I really wanted to love, from the gorgeous cover alone to the actual premise given, it seemed perfect for me, unfortunately that didn't turn out to be the case.

It started off quite promising with the mystery behind Lan's seal, which I was very invested in. The pacing and overall atmosphere at the beginning of the book immediately drew me in, unfortunately the interest was lost about halfway through and the book was finished more for the sake of it then any actual enjoyment of it.

As far as main characters go, I figured as the book continued I'd become more attached to our female lead, Lan, but I found that the more we got to see of her, the more she fell flat as a character, only fulfilling the role of your typical YA female lead.

She's described as someone having been forced to grow up too fast, someone street smart, yet there's little to show for it, barely living up to the description. Then you have her prodigious abilities, where any task or training she undertakes she naturally excels at. With this in particular it just felt rushed, there is an explanation given for this later on but I felt it was more of a cop-out, an excuse to rush past the training stage to push her into cool fight scenes right away and establish her as some force to be reckoned with, conveniently in time for some epic showdown in the latter half of the book.

Our male lead Zen was just there in my opinion, the typical stoic male character whose walls slowly crumble due to the female protagonist. He's got his own demons (literally and figuratively) to deal with but didn't interest me much from there.

I found myself not being attached to any of the main or side characters. Throughout the book it felt like the same process of being introduced to a new character, being told that they mattered somehow to one of the main two and that in turn we should also care for them without there being much to show for it.

Did I like the relationship between the two main characters? Sure. Was I invested? NO. (apply this to any and every important relationship in this book and it still rings true)

I mentioned it briefly before but there was a lot of info dumping done throughout the book, which on one hand I understand because it is only the first book in a duology and the author is trying to set the groundwork, but at times it was too much.

It wasn't all bad, there were elements of the book that I did enjoy, such as the mythology, the lore and the magic system. It was all very fascinating to learn about but it can only do so much to keep you reading if the characters and the plot aren't doing much to maintain your interest.

All in all, it's a 2 star read for me, but this is merely one review out of an endless sea of mostly 4-5 star reviews so it might just be the perfect book for someone else.

#song of silver flame like night #amelie wen zhao #book review #book thoughts #books #bookish #fantasy books #young adult fantasy #young adult fiction #ya books #ya fantasy #ya fiction #booklr #book blog #book worm

[leggerefiore]

I don't think I ever saw anyone talking about Emmet with the ditto Emmet from Pokemon Masters. It's cute and funny until Emmet's spouse accidentally gives Dittommet his lunch, claiming that the fact it didn't talk wasn't much different from Emmet's less wordy nature. Even worse when Dittommet likes the lunch so much it tries to kidnap his s/o... Hijinks ensue.

that's a rude thing to call Ingo

Pasio was a lovely place for a vacation. It varied heavily based off where you chose to visit, so it was almost an all-in-one place. You had come originally on your own to get away from the hustle and bustle of Unova. Your home was lovely, and you had a sweet boyfriend who was there for you, But… Well, you wanted to get out for a while. What you hadn't expected between all the battling and random vacation activities was for your boyfriend and his twin to get pulled to the island by Hoopa. They were pretty confused at first, looking around aimlessly, but ultimately, they decided to create their own sort of Battle Subway and do other battles around the island.

You wondered if he would even realise you were there for the longest time. Emmet tended to get pretty invested in whatever he and his brother decided to put their minds to, so it didn't surprise you when your lovely boyfriend failed to find you. Of course, you ran into each other in the pokemon center. His silver eyes shot wide while he clung to you excitedly. “Darling! You are here! I am verrrry happy,” he cooed and rubbed his cheek against yours. You laughed and hugged him back. Then, naturally, he wanted to battle you. Which you did. Your annoyance was barely masked when he beat you. Though, he made up for it by spending a day with you. Some relaxing beach time with Emmet was a surprisingly wanted thing.

(You quite enjoyed how easily he got sunburnt. He was slathered in sun block and yet, it still happened. The poor thing is a fragile ecosystem.)

Now, when Hoopa summoned several Dittos who immediately transformed into trainers, you admittedly were a bit confused. You had got lunch for you and him, and the ditto looked just like him (even more so than Ingo, his literal twin). “Emmy, hey,” you smiled, standing close to your presumed boyfriend, “I got us lunch! Let's eat together.” He nodded with a sweet grin and followed you to some open tables outside. You watched as he devoured the burger with a strange ferocity. Had he not eaten all day? That wasn't good! Hopefully, he wasn't picking up some of Ingo's habits. His smile seemed to grow as he tilted his head at you. Was he confused? “You feeling less talkative today, Em? That's alright,” you reassured him.

Leaning into his shoulder, you rested comfortably against him. People around you either enjoyed their meals or chatted languidly about things. The sun was high above you both, warming your skin. Greenery was tall and abundant alongside the housing for those living and visiting the island. It was remarkable what man can do. His arm came around your waist while his head rested a top of yours. Then, suddenly, you were lifted up and carried away. “STOP!” A yell echoed out loudly somewhere. You turned your head to see who yelled while Emmet ran off with you. Except, well, see – That's where it got confusing. Another Emmet – Not, Ingo – staring at you both with a horrified expression. He took off after you both, yelling for his apparent look-alike to stop once more. You were lost. “Ingo?” you tried on the one carrying you. He tilted his head, but didn't speak.

That wasn't exactly an Ingo reaction, nor was him lifting you and running away. However, the brother chasing you seemed to be more like Emmet, too. His facial expressions were easily shown, and his words were short and direct. A loud pokemon cry echoed out as Archeops flew in front of you. The pokemon glared at whoever was carrying you, signifying the Emmet running after you was likely the real Emmet. Who was carrying you if not Ingo, though? A moment of struggling and help from Archeops freedom you from his grip. You crashed to the ground in a somewhat painful manner. The concrete scraped you a little, which caused a hiss to escape you, but otherwise you were uninjured.

Emmet knelt beside you, huffing in air greedily. “Darling! I'm offended!” he whined, “How long until you greet Ingo as me! That's a ditto.” You stared at him with a neutral expression. That was a what? Your head whipped to the other Emmet, who was trying to ward off Archeops badly. Eventually, they turned their face to you to show a Ditto expression. “Why is a there a Ditto pretending to be you?” you asked him. He shrugged. The Ditto started crying from the harassment from Emmet's bird, and you felt bad. Despite its odd actions, it was still a pokemon. You gently got up and pet the pokemon's head. It looked up at you with big eyes, just like Emmet would give you. Too cute! “Hey, buddy, why don't you become my pokemon? I'll give you a burger whenever then,” you joked. It let out an excited cry and gave up its transformation. The gooey creature hugged your leg excitedly. You tossed out a pokeball and caught it with ease.

Emmet watched you with hands on his hips, “Why?” You snickered. “They're cute in their own little way,” you explained, “Plus, they're great for breeding.” He nodded, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you headed back to the sitting area. It was there you saw another clone of Emmet. This one, however, held a frown and an annoyed expression. A loud Emmet boomed when you both entered his line of sight.

Perhaps this one wasn't a Ditto.

#emmet.ima

[terrence-silver]

Do you think Terry would let Beloved organize holiday celebration for children at the dojo? Maybe Beloved's parent was sick when she was very young or her family was struggling financially, and she wants to do something nice for underprivileged students because she knows what they are going through.

Is it safe to say he's jealous?

I mean, lets be realistic here.

Like, Terry Silver lets beloved have their personal indulgences (that go through him and him alone) because it is beloved, regardless if they are interested in charity, fundraisers, feeding the disfranchised of his dojo (and The Valley at large, or even further) or simply lounging around in bed, waiting for him to come to them, which is the most prefered option out of the bunch --- what they want they have and they have what they want. Extra points if it aids in his image, of course. Always a tactical advantage. He won't scoff at free promotion and marketing, especially when paired with the one he loves. It makes their heart soar, then so be it, but then there's the issue of them giving their attention and affection to someone who isn't him and deep down, he doesn't like it. Not really, no. If love was a physical thing, Terry loathes it being squandered around willy-nilly on anyone who isn't him and being wasted. It his. His alone. If he was less involved emotionally with beloved and if this was some kind of passing fling, frankly, he wouldn't give too many damns what they do when he's not calling upon them so long as it more or less stays in line with what he allows, but as things are, to watch beloved giving his students care packages they've made, opening the equivalent of a free lunch cafeteria, organizing holiday activities to keep the kids off of the streets, offering them sound counsel and guidance or merely gathering donations for them, well...it stings.

To self-quote, beloved can be kind.

But only towards Terry Silver.

Even if a student is a private favourite of his or what would be deemed a 'teacher's pet', why should, say, Tory Nichols get the brunt of beloved's attention? The way Terry sees it, he arranged for her to acquire a championship trophy by any means necessary and she wasn't even grateful for it, and now she gets beloved's sympathy too? Go home, kid. Why should Kenny? Terry himself is here to give Kenny guidance. Not beloved. Beloved belongs to Terry. He won't have them playing a surrogate parent to anyone that isn't, you guessed it --- their own offspring with him. Now there's an idea. If beloved wants to be a caretaker, Terry can give them plenty to take care of and invest in in the form of their own children because to him that is the only thing that makes logical sense. Suddenly, Terry's favouritism can sour, if only a little bit, towards the very individuals he singled out as special, in the form of his own students, the minute his claim on beloved's time and energy is jeopardized and the minute he has to share. He didn't get any preferential treatment as a child from his family or a teenager in the army, undoubtedly, and now, all these kids do? They get to have their own personal guardian angel that makes their lives easier? Softer? Why are they better than he was? Where was his soft world? Where was this kindness for Twig? He needed beloved too, so badly, more than anyone in his dojo.

Sure, John Kreese was his guardian angel back in those days.

But, maybe Terry yearned for more.

Maybe Terry doesn't want his hand forced to split the love that belongs to him.

Then again, Terry absolutely loathed sharing John too. He quite honestly rather put John behind bars on trumped up charges rather then contemplate John ever being vaguely shared with the unworthy ingrate of Johnny Lawrence in mere theory. What do we figure Terry Silver would do in concept, towards someone he was actually in a relationship with then? He watches beloved help others because they come from a difficult background themselves and it is beautiful to behold. Too beautiful. Terry wants all that beauty to himself. Is he wrong to desire that? Covet that? He doesn't think so, no. Everyone should find their own beloved, but this one? This one's his. In a world where nothing's for free, he isn't about to squander the most precious commodity he has like it is worth nothing at all. And in a corporate sense, savvy, veteran businessman that he is, his work life in the dojo and his private life should always be separate.

The answer is no.

#terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #old man terry #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved #yandere #tw; jealousy #dojo

[lene-loki]

Overdose

Warnings: Drug abuse, drug overdose, mentions of death, swearing, angst, spoiler for Kin Season 1

Pairing: Michael Kinsella x Female!Reader

Words: 2,390

Summary: After robbing Eamonn Cunningham's stash, the Kinsella's celebrate their success with drugs and alcohol - until (Y/N) overdoses on cocaine and the happy vibe immediately disappears.

"Let's make a toast!" Eric yelled enthusiastically after hours of heavy drinking. "We already passed that point." Said Jimmy slightly laughing.

"Yeah, but with the alcohol. Now we've gotta toast with the drugs!"

"Idiot." Nikki said smiling about her boyfriend who had obviously been very drunk.

"Fuck you two." Eric said before he turned to you. "You'll toast with me, (Y/N), right?" He babbled while you let out a nervous chuckle.

You absolutely hated being put on the spot and could already feel your cheeks redden from embarassment.

When your close friend Nikita invited you to a party earlier you didn't quite expect whatever was happening here.

You knew that Nikki's boyfriend had a criminal record but not that his entire family was criminial and celebrating a robbery. You shook nervously. The fear of getting murdered by one of the family members didn't leave your mind for the entire night. It didn't make it any better that you were the only one who didn't drank a single drop of alcohol - well, except for Michael who also seemed to avoid it.

Speaking of the devil, Michael just returned from the kitchen, sitting down on the sofa beside you.

You definitely felt the most comfortable with him out of the entire Kinsella family. He seemed nice altough he's been really quiet the entire time.

Eric ended up toasting to himself with some nonsense before preparing a tablet with lines of cocaine on the surface of the silver. Your eyes widened, desperately searching for eye contact with Nikki.

What did she drag you to?

"A-Are." You swallowed hard. "Are those drugs?" You could hear your voice break. "I thought you were joking." You admitted, now more scared than ever while everyone around you started laughing hysterically about your naivity.

"That's cute how clueless you are." Eric commented and you felt really insulted, humiliated even.

You weren't some dumb, little girl without a clue about the world. It simply made you uncomfortable to be around such illegal actions.

Why was Nikki so invested in all of this stuff?

"(Y/N) you're our guest of honor, you can go first." Eric said while holding out the tablet in front of you.

Michael seemed to sense your discomfort as he immediately moved the tablet away from your face - earning an annoyed look from Eric.

"I don't think that she wants to do that." He simply said but left an intimidating vibe around him, making Eric swallow.

It stayed awfully quiet after Michael's words and the uncomfortable silence became too much for you to bear.

You excused yourself from the table and went outside on the patio to catch some fresh air, still shaking in fear.

After a few minutes you returned. You still felt a bit shaky but calmed down enough to face the family again.

Michael wasn't sitting on the sofa anymore - leaving you alone to deal with Eric. He indeed wasted no time in persuading you again to try the cocaine served on the silver platter.

All eyes on you, you began hysterically shaking again. You knew you should have stood up for yourself but you were too shy to decline his offer even though you really wanted to say no.

Under all the pressure you finally gave in. Eric along with Nikki and the rest of the family cheered as you nervously accepted the platter, unsure of what to do.

Nikki demonstrated it once to you after taking the empty seat beside you. Still being clueless about it and scared as hell you did the same as Nikki. Pressing one shaking finger to your right nasal cavity to block it. You used the left side to inhale the entire line of cocaine through a curled up bank note. You almost coughed from the uncomfortable feeling in your nose.

They clapped and cheered around you. You smiled insecurely. Although you satisfied their wish you didn't feel fullfilled, because you gave into the peer pressure.

Immediately after putting the tablet away you excused yourself again. In the hallway in front of the bathroom, you encountered Michael.

He looked tired but nevertheless showed you a kind smile. He also noticed you being even more nervous than before.

"Is everything alright? You know, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to." He said sympathetically.

"I-I know." You started fidgeting with your hands.

Michael gave you an encouraging pat on your shoulder and if your heart didn't race before, your pulse was now faster than the speed of light.

Maybe it was the drugs.

But you felt extremely attracted to Michael.

Either you hallucinated his touch on your arm and the longing stare he gave you or the cocaine opened your eyes to what has been there the entire night. Could that be?

Could Michael really be interested in you?

You shook that thought right off. That was ridicoulous.

He lingered in his position with his hand on your arm, not moving an inch as if he waited for something.

"Uhm..." You cleared your throat but before you could say anything else, your mind got so dizzy to the point where you couldn't think of anything anymore.

"Bathroom." Was the only word you got out of your mouth just like that.

He nooded understandingly, smiling again.

You didn't even know him and he wasn't really much of a talker but still you felt a connection to him as if you two have been knowing each other for decades.

After returning from the bathroom you felt the complete intensity of the cocaine kicking in. Your adrenaline jumped through the roof and you seemed to be unable to keep your legs from moving around. You just couldn't sit still.

To Nikki's joy you came out of your shell.

And the best part was that everyone around you was intoxicated to the point of being totally carefree. You danced wildly with Nikki and Eric to some eighties tunes while sipping on a drink that Jimmy had made you.

You were painfully excited about everything. Even about Jimmy's snake as you followed him and Michael downstairs.

Michael wasn't stupid.

He knew that something was off with you. Just an hour earlier you were a shaking, nervous mess and now you were the definition of the life of the party - totally letting loose.

When you felt the effect slowly starting to disappear, you looked for the silver platter for more of that magical white snow. Somehow you made sure that Michael didn't see it. You didn't know why but you didn't wanted him to be disappointed in you that you gave in to the pressure from Eric.

But you couldn't stop doing it now as well.

It was like a higher force was dragging you to the tablet and you started to become addicted to the person you are when you're under the influence of the drug. You didn't wanted the fun to stop so you took another line without anyone witnessing. It made you braver. And you wanted the effect for a little while longer, so you took another line - not thinking about the risks even once.

After you had inhaled every last crumb of that fine as dust white powder, you suddenly got the feeling of choking and you seemed to be unable to keep breathing through your nose. You made a choking sound - gaining everyone's attention. Just as Michael walked in, you could feel a wetness dripping from your nose. Even without looking at it you knew that it was blood. You could smell the coppery scent dripping out of your nose.

"(Y/N)!" Michael yelled startled at the look of your pale form, with cocaine sticking to your upper lip since you didn't use a Dollar note this time and just inhaled it straight up from the surface and of course your nosebleed. He reached you just in time as your surroundings started to fade into darkness. Michael caught your unconscious body and could watch inch for inch how the blood left your body and you became as white as a sheet in his arms.

The music immediately stopped, everyone was shocked about what was happening. "CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Michael screamed angrily at his family members as they just continued to stare. Jimmy was the first who shook out of his rigidity and grabbed his phone, dialing the emergency number as fast as his shaking fingers allowed. Michael carefully put you on the sofa, ignoring his own overwhelming feel of shock so he could take care of you. After he watched your lifeless body for a little moment longer, hoping your chest would rise in breaths even if they were almost nonexistent. He needed something. A tiny sign that your heart was still beating. But then he lost it.

Furiously he grabbed Eric by the collar who was still frozen in shock. "I told you that she didn't want to do drugs." He growled. "And you little son of a bitch just pushed her into it." Eric was intimidated by his cousin and swallowed nervously. "Michael, please." Frank sighed. "So what, that kid can't properly tolerate cocaine like the rest of us. That's not Eric's fault." Frank said nonchalantly, which only put fuel to Michael's fire. He let go of his cousin and now approached his uncle.

"If she dies, her blood is on Eric's hands." He said, deeply annoyed by Frank's careless attitude about the girl.

Michael did care about that girl.

And he knew from the moment she stepped into the house that she didn't belong in that circle of people. She was way too shy and sweet. She deserved better company than the Kinsella family. And she definitely didn't deserve to die because of a bad decision she made. Shortly after Jimmy announced that the paramedics would be here soon, they hurried to hide the drugs and any indication of something illegal happening. Nikki came back from the bathroom - oblivious to what happened to her friend. But then she looked between Frank and Michael how tense their both were and how raging Michael was. Then her gaze fell onto your lifeless form on the sofa. She gasped in shock, hurrying over to your side. "What happened?" She sobbed over her friend. Regret washed over her. She knew that this party wasn't for you and still she dragged you along. Michael didn't help her with feeling guilty. "What do you think happened?! You should have supported (Y/N)'s decision instead of pushing her with Eric to do cocaine."

Finally the ambulance arrived and Michael watched you getting transported into the vehicle. His heart cramped in pain. The rest of his family didn't care what would happen to you, but Michael did and Michael didn't wanted you to be alone in hospital, so he left alongside Nikki to be there for you.

Your condition had been dangerously critical but nonetheless the Doctor's were optimistic about you. Of course they knew what caused your health issue but they weren't there to judge rather than to save your life.

After three long hours of waiting, unsure about your medical state, the Doctor finally proclaimed that you would make it and that you were in a stable condition given the fact that your heart at one point had stopped beating for almost an entire minute. As well Michael as Nikki were extremely relieved with the news.

Michael stayed in the hospital until you woke up to show you that he'd been there and you weren't with your health problems all alone. He knew himself how it felt to be all alone in this world and to be rejected. He didn't wanted you feel the same about the Kinsella's - well, at least not about him. Although you felt like you just jumped from the deaths shovel, you couldn't surpress the happiness you felt when you saw Michael's glossy eyes - from concern and tiredness. You felt touched that he was there although a part of you was ashamed of yourself. Since you took the drug although he knew you didn't wanted to.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled, your voice hoarse. "Don't be." He said softly, while taking a seat beside your hospital bed. His smile was enough to light a firework inside of your heart and you were reminded that you truly were alive. "Nikki went to get something to eat from the cafeteria." He said to let you know that your friend was there as well. You nodded.

You needed to say something. You couldn't keep on biting on your tongue. "I'm sorry. Really." He wanted to tell you again that it was alright but you stopped him. "No, I did the opposite of what I wanted. Of what I said I wanted. But you defended me and I still did it behind your back." Feeling emotional from your trauma of almost dying, you sniffed. "I don't want you to think that I didn't care about what you said. Because I do." You whispered. Haven't you been on medication you would have found this situation ridiculous. Michael was a total stranger, yet you felt the need to share your soul with him.

"Everyone makes mistakes. I won't judge you because of this one. I'm just glad you're awake." He said, reaching out to grab your hand. Reassuringly, he rubbed small circles with his thumb on the skin of your hand. You smiled at the touch.

But still you had a question lingering on the tip of your tongue. "How come, you are here?" Your cheeks reddened, insecurely lowering your gaze onto your hand which was still engulfed in Michael's big one. "Because I worried about you." He admitted sincerely, making your heart jump. "Really?" You asked shyly, not being used to being cared about. He showed you his heartwarming smile again and that was enough answer for you. You smiled back at him, hoping your smile would show him all the words you were too shy to say aloud. He gave your hand a loving squeeze.

It was after Michael left the room that Nikki grinned at you knowingly. "Do you want Michael's number?"

You blushed, but then nodded laughing in which she chimed in. "I'll get it for you, hun." She promised, letting you linger in the beautiful feeling of falling in love.

#michael kinsella #kin #kin amc #marvel #mcu #marvel mcu #imagine #charlie cox #daredevil #matt murdock #angst #fluff

[writing-and-rebloging]

i think the biggest whiplash i had was when barbatos and leraje was released from whb. sun lover versus hunting/ cynical vs a guy who likes thunder - magi anon

Now, I'm a little fuzzy on this, but I think they *can* reject conquerors. If memory serves right, Belial tried to do so with Hakuryuu (but was forced to anyway), so did Zepar with Sinbad (He picked Serendine instead, after a contest, but wasn't all that keen on Sin regardless iirc), and we saw that with Leraje too (flipped Kouen off and picked Kouha instead, which I'll actually talk about below) as well as Sinbad getting kicked out because he already had seven djinn, so I'm working with that assumption in mind, just as a heads up.

Leraje also gave me whiplash, in a way. However... I don't know if I'd say she's cynical as whole. She was hurt and betrayed by someone she trusted and as result, she ended up guarding her heart behind three military-degree walls. And the worst part is that it still hurts like a bitch. That's way she rejected Kouen without a moment's hesitation and called him a cheater to his face. That's why she picked Kouha as her king candidate instead. Was he the one with more odds? Probably not. But she had a little bit of hope in him, because that child, who was tagging along his beloved older brother, wasn't just feared and respected, but loved.

In a way, Kouha is what she needed, someone willing to pick the broken pieces of everyone around him, patch them together and remind them that they are worthy of love and respect themselves. That's why a lot of people follow Kouha, because at his core, he's kind and caring and maybe a little bit self sacrificial.

Leraye, on the other hand... Well... We don't have the whole picture, but he seems more cruel, and bratty overall, and I bet Leraje would take a single look at her counterpart, and say that he looks like a playboy... But at least he's pretty, as a saving grace.

They both share that streak of being maybe a little too invested in someone they love, though (Leraje never quite let go of Focalor, and Leraye trails after Satan like a puppy) so yeah.

I don't quite recall Djinn Barbatos in terms of personality, but the silver vs gold color palette is definitely interesting. But I dived into the wiki anyway, and he is noted as someone cheerful, the easygoing type you can get along with, but also a responsible sort who knew that when duty calls, you must attend to it, but after the fall and all, he lost some of his mortal morality and became much more war loving. But he still chose Muu of all people. Muu, who's kind, caring, a goof, the pitch perfect sunshine pup... And also a terrifying, if a little obtuse, guardian dog when he has to, so apparently Barbs kept that outlook of we party when we can, and we fight when we must.

Devil Barbs... I think he's a wee bit more careless. He wanted to go naked to war, after all. Which isn't all that different from the Alma Toran gang and the Djinn equips in a way, but it kinda gives "I don't give a shit" right now. And he seems a little less approachable, more callous, I guess?

So overall I think those two would get along somewhat, but they would have frictions, especially when it comes to "you should get your shit together, you're in the middle of a literal war". But if you get them together to party and spend downtime, congrats! You are now in the middle of a) a shit show b) an orgy c) lots of fun or d) all of the above! They would gang up on OM!Barbs, probably, at least to get him to loosen up on down times. Although Djinn Barbs would be against disturbing Demon Barbs when he's on duty. He might not be fighting, but he is serving a king, just like he did in the past.

I know you didn't ask for a rant-analysis-speculation, but! :D!

#Hey! The different spellings and them being called devils came in handy! #I uh... Like Leraje a normal amount #Hope you liked the word vomit and personal opinions! #what in hell is bad #Barbatos #Leraye #Ask

[health-care-for-you]

ILLuderma: A Youthful Glow in a Bottle

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[housefashionblog24]

clocks

Recently, was watching a video tour of one of those Russian grocery stores at shopping mall, and I noticed part of the name had the letters "TOK" and it sounded the same as saying "TOK" with English alphabet. I don't know the sound of all the Russian letters, so I can't quite read in Russia.

I saw something with the word "TIK" recently too, I don't know what it was about was it some Asian thing. Who is TIK? Who is TOK? TIKTOK is of course an app, but it is the sound a clock makes. I think about how can I keep track of time or scheduling techniques, where do clocks come from. I always suspected there was something about cuckoo clocks, but there must be some danger and violence of history. I have many questions and ideas about timing but no way to answer.

I also watched video tours of historic Philadelphia recently, including the Liberty Bell. I don't remember what it was for, but I'm mystified by the crack in it and then everybody took a piece of it when it went on tour in the 1800's or something like that. Maybe it was used for important meetings in the government history. There are bells or alert sounds to do things with groups like an old fashioned dinner bell (homestead alert not Pavlov's dog), or school class start and dismissal, or prayer time for some religious communities. Does the old Taco Bell logo have a bell that looks like the Liberty Bell or what is that for?

This morning, I was watching a video of a young mom's thrift shop haul, and she had a couple of clocks, decorative analog styles for a mantle or tabletop, one reminded me of something my brother made in his middle school wood shop class. I thought about getting the clock parts to make anything into a clock for a DIY, LOL.

Now I'm watching a shopping video at Burlington. Of course they show a style of Juicy watch similar to what I was interested in when I went through a time when I wanted Juicy Couture clothing and accessories from the brand's website or an upscale fashion online retailer I shopped at frequently, I didn't check for those things in person at the department stores or discount department stores because of practical lifestyle reasons (too busy or far away) but also because my attained status of graduate student required making up some of my own rules, and I thought the more expensive things from the premium stores and brands and department stores would make me more recognizable as a successful person. Why did I trust the sources I used? Because of the tech scene, I am using high tech and want a career to evolve from my engineering educational background. And I want to keep on learning and becoming a better person. I need to justify my plastic surgery, on the inside.

So I have been thinking about clocks, and now there is that style of Juicy couture watch in the video at the Burlington. It has blue gemstones around the face and it is silver tone, but I remember the gold tone with rainbow gemstones on the Juicy Couture back in the day. It cost hundreds of dollars or something, so I didn't get it, but it was so cool. Recently, I was browsing shopping marketplace and there was a similar style no name brand price for less than one hour minimum wage, it wasn't as good quality and the name on it was unknown and random brand name.

I think about my interview at Goodwill recently. They asked if I knew the difference between like name brands and cheap stuff. Probably because I have gotten cheap things and donated to them in the past. Want me to buy something nice and get robbed by tweakers? Want to get me high on some other stuff so I can feel sorry for people easier and give away designer stuff or feel bad about the past and just put it in a dumpster or free stuff pile on a whim then watch out the window and see a street drug addict girl pick up that Juicy jacket and walk away? Different programs apples and oranges! I'm not trying to do anything important anymore, I'm not in with any groups so there isn't anything worth investing more into besides what I can use alone by myself and then just don't leave the house very often because I don't know what I'm doing. Sometimes that means there are things as seen on social media or advertising that were donated to Goodwill, the brand name was not as important for the excitement.

Earlier today, I found out that a previous employer for one of my undergrad internships was looking at my LinkedIn. I don't have my internship there on my LinkedIn, I wasn't looking for related work when I signed up for a LinkedIn profile. When I worked there, I was coming out of a drinking problem that consumed my life for many years, and I spent a lot of time shopping on the Forever 21 website when I worked there. Everything was work appropriate for casual corporate tech office, but some fun colors and prints. Someone who has no idea who would wear something like this besides a youthful, budget and quality minded Forever 21 customer. I just thought it was cool stuff for the location where I was, and I was excited to try the new styles as I began a truly changed life. However, I don't know what I would wear for that job, or any job working for that company now. It's just like my recent Goodwill job interview- no makeup, baggy jeans and whatever boring enough clean shirt I could find, I brushed my hair that is down to my waist. Inspire me, give me more, give me something to do if you want more than however it is, just the way I am now. Recently, I haven't been able to come up with my own bad ideas to go for it with anything, and the opportunities don't seem like much more than bad ideas lately.

[measuringbliss]

Comics Read-Through: Romeo (2)

We know what we're here for!

Marvel's Voices Infinity Comic (2022) #1-4

Romeo doesn't appear in #3, so we'll see how it goes...

Those issues are intriguing first and foremost by their format.

See what I mean? It feels optimized for smartphones, which I find sad. But it's extremely pretty (and I'm a sucker for cute bears who emote hearts).

Iceman gets his ice melted and here's how he looks now.

MpfPfpf. Yeah, pretty sure the artist (Luciano Vecchio) is a gay dude. That's the kind of face you see in... certain... flash... animations. And also, the aforementioned bear was kind of a dead giveaway. He naturally gets his kiss at the end, and yes, dear folks, I am swooning.

There's a reference to Frozen, of course.

I gasped. Romeo dared to ghost him? That's rich. How convenient for the writers! I do wonder if he ghosted him because he knew Bobby would have to come back to his own time.

Jean and Bobby talk for a bit. Bobby's parents still suck, apparently! Well, I do remember them in X-2 being assholes, hahaha.

The two X-Men go on a mission together, Bobby gets hurt by debris and falls deep in the water, until...

And that's how it ends! I honestly kind of loved it!

#2 starts just as #1 ended. Bobby and Romeo quickly find a bed to have some fun in. Of Romeo's "deep, grown version", Bobby and I both have to say: "Woof!"

Definitely a gay artist.

So Romeo spent a decade dimension-hopping, which explains his ghosting. As they're catching up and rekindling their romance, a kaiju's here because we always need some monster fighting in these youngling things.

Gorgeous art. Romeo's used in combat here, as he helps Bobby focus on the fight. That's good! And they're adorable together.

Turns out the monster's into bondage. Good for it!

After taking care of it, Bobby's at the UN to say to humans that no, he can't solve the climate crisis. And then his dad dies. Didn't expect to see continuity. That's nice! The dad sucked anyway. The mom still sucks, by the way. And to get comfort, Bobby... sleeps with a rando.

AAAAARGH!

#3 (because I'm invested) informs me that it's not a rando, just an ex of Bobby's, Christian Frost. Probably Emma's sibling. They talk together and he seems really nice actually. That's cool!

Then Bobby's summoned by the villain of the issue, who imprisonned Loki. Bobby soon fights a mirage version of his dad and gets some much needed express therapy.

Naturally, we get to see some really cool art.

#4 starts really well, as a whole group of heroes fights a baddie, and Iceman and the Silver Surfer strike a pose.

Iceman has to isolate himself after the fight, but somebody's here to help him.

THE POWER OF LOOOOOOVE!!!!

I'm almost crying, and all's well in the world. Bobby celebrates at Pride with, notably, the bear from the first issue (🥰), and starts dating Romeo again, as if it wasn't obvious they were destined to be one of the greatest love stories EVAH. Oh, and it seems like Bobby and his mom made up! That's nice.

Overall, those four issues are actually quite enjoyable, and I daresay the last one in particular is really excellent. I ended up liking the format, it gave way for nice layouts.

What's in store next time:

X-Men: Hellfire Gala 2023 & Astonishing Iceman #1! The last of which I've peeked through already, since it introduced me to Romeo in particular.

#comics #comic books #iceman #bobby drake #romeo inhumans #silver surfer #loki

[one-half-guy]

🎮, 📉 and 😘! ^-^

Hehey, Good Afternoon!!

🎮 First Game?

Classic Trilogy, Sonic has been in my life since my very first days before I ever dream in get invested in the fandom, so the 3~5 yo me played these games often along my sister around 2006~2008, I just am not sure if was in a Mega Drive that still was an outstanding model around my country or if was in a relaunch to PS1 or something like this 🤔 ... The things gets foggy from there 😅

Buuuuut also, when I got back to around the franchise around 2017, the first games I played were the Advance Trilogy around 2018 through emulator.

But the most solid and old memory I have around Sonic games was to playing the browser fangame Final Fantasy Sonic X there back in 2011~2012, with a lot of effort I managed to obliterate the True Guardian in the pt. 5 and Aeon in the pt. 6 😎

📉 Underrated Character?

I could easily get the entire list of the Post-SGW originals (Gold the Tenrec, Cassia & Clove the Pronghorn, Eclipse the Darkling, Relic the Pika, Maw the too complicated name to write so I should've pulled the etc sooner, so etc) But it's no use cry over spilled milk, right? 🥲

Then let's speak of the milk that wasn't spilled yet Silver the Hedgehog & Blaze the Cat.

To keep it short: Separately these two have lores that could expand the franchise's story and give us great stories going deeper and centering just around them, but Sega keep insisting in put them together as mere extra characters. 😤

That's it, I would elaborate a little more but it ended becoming a entire messed essay 😂

😘 Favorite Ship

That is actually a simple one, but I like to make the things complicated... You can tell it as you notice the name of my first published fanfiction is "Mixed Universe"

I usually have no preferences around ships, if the fan content has good quality, develops characters and their relationship well, respect their canon traits and makes me see a charm in the ship I am enjoying it quite satisfied. I was not a ship person for quite a long time actually.

The only reason why I started to actively and purposely produce ship focused content was because...

Short response: Goldaze was the first ship I formed all by myself, without external influence, ignoring canon, so I realized they had no attention of the fandom but the solid 5 people who apparently agreed with me I could find. So I decided produce content of them by myself.

Long response: Well, I read all the info about Gold I could find in Evan Stanley's blog and thought "Hmmm, so Gold's type is quite Blaze the Cat 😏" So I thought for the first time ever "I wonder how the fandom used this information, what funny stories and cute fanarts they did? 🤔" And so I found like... TWO Discord meme drawings about it 😤 So I waited... And waited... And waited believing some more skilled fanfic writer in general would actually show interest and try to work with them... And in the best I got three more persons who agree with me sharing the "her type sounds like Blaze" opinion and still nothing, so when I found the Year of The OTP event I thought "you know what, this is the last straw, I will do it myself 😤" 😂😂 So now I guess I will focus in lesser known ships if I ever create other ship centric fics because I think they deserve more attention while more known ships like Sonamy, Silvaze, Espilver, Knuxouge or Sonadow, for example, already have a way more of people who genuinely enjoy produce about them 😉.

#thanks for asking! #i think I got carried away in the last one... 🤭🤭 #buuuut acording to my image folder... my favorite is whispangle